For a sect, the flying boats of other forces approaching the sect's mountain protection array were very humiliating for a sect, but the Jinding Sect endured it alive.

It wasn't until nightfall that the Ethereal Sect's flying boat began to slowly rise in height, and Li Ku breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know what consensus the Ethereal Sect had reached with the Jinding Gate, but it seemed that there should be no fight between the two sides.

Feizhou left the Jinding Gate, and Li Ku, who was standing outside the door, waited until the Jinding Gate completely disappeared from his sight, and then returned to the room, the bottleneck had been somewhat loosened, and Li Ku knew that he had broken through the realm in the past few days.

After the Ethereal Sect's flying boat left the Golden Tripod Gate, in the night, an undetectable streamer emitted from the Golden Tripod Gate, rushing into the night at an extremely fast speed.

In Middle-earth, sailing is a lucrative business, but it is also very risky to counter this great interest.

Although the cost of a flying boat is not low, it is not unbearable for some medium-sized sects, but now this business can only be controlled by some powerful sects.

Because the biggest risk of this business is that when sailing, the hostility of the hostile sect and the malicious competition of the competitors make the water of the flying boat business seem very deep.

And that's not all, the flying boat is also facing those vicious bandits.

At this time, there is a small island on the established sailing route of the Ethereal Sect's flying boat, which is not a place where the Ethereal Sect's flying boat needs to descend and wait, but it is not far away.

The place where the Ethereal Sect's flying boat descended near here was the Cliff City.

The cliff city is built by the mountains and rivers, and the entire city is built on a huge peak on the shore of Qingshui Lake.

At this time, a group of monks gathered on the island was rare, which was a great misfortune for the inhabitants of this island.

The island is more than ten miles in circumference, and there are about seventy families, but at this time, except for this group of monks, there is no other life.

"Lord Huangmen, you don't need to do such a desperate thing!"

At this time, in a courtyard on the island, looking at the figure in front of him who was operating the formation and taking the souls of the island's residents, Bai Mo said with some unbearability.

"You are a flying boat robber, of course you don't care about being discovered by these ordinary people, but I'm different, I don't want to bring ruin to my Jinding Gate because of this mistake. ”

The person who spoke at this time was Huang Pu, the owner of the Jinding Gate who had disappeared for more than a month, and his face was haggard at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a ghost.

And what he did was probably even more terrifying than that of the evil spirit.

A month ago, after making a decision in the Jinding Sect to compensate the Ethereal Sect, Huang Pu quietly left the sect.

Huang Jingsheng's death, the blow to him can be said to be very big, no matter what, he can't do anything, after leaving Jinding Gate, he found a group of flying boat robbers who are famous in the Southern Wilderness "Bai Impermanence".

This group of robbers of Bai Wuchang often looted flying boats everywhere in the Southern Wilderness, but they were very careful, they never touched those hard stubbles, but only picked those flying boats with weak guards, and because their leader Bai Mo had the cultivation of the Sendai Realm, they lived a small life