From Wang Changsheng's shot to the killing of the round-faced man, it was only a few breaths.

Seeing the tragic death of his companion, Nangong Feng and the others were very ugly.

Two wails came from above, and two green bats fell from the sky and fell into the sea.

The two bloodthirsty spirit bats flapped their wings excitedly and flew back to the spirit beast bag on Wang Changsheng's waist.

Seeing her spirit bird being killed, the middle-aged beauty was very annoyed, but she didn't dare to show it, for fear that Wang Changsheng would take her as a target.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was raging, and a tornado with a thickness of hundreds of zhang and a height of thousands of zhang swept towards the location of Wang Changsheng and the others.

"Oh no, it's the wind! Wang Changsheng seemed to remember something, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly reminded.

When Tang Tianming heard the word "Tianfeng", his face changed.

Since the royal family sent him to escort the goods, he still has a good understanding of the situation in the Xingchen Sea.

The speed of the tornado was extremely fast, and it moved a hundred feet in a few flashes, and in the process of moving, the size continued to increase.

Although Wang Changsheng was a Yuanying monk, he still didn't dare to be swept into the heavenly wind.

He put away the magic weapon and asked Ye Mingyue to return to the body bag.

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and nine black shining bone forks, two huge black skulls, three black flying knives, three black small swords, and a black jade ruler shot straight towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's face sank, and it seemed that the people of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall were not going to let him go.

Wang Changsheng took out a cyan talisman seal and slapped it on his body, and the whole person turned into a burst of cyan light and disappeared.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng appeared in the void hundreds of zhang away.

The black light of the Xuanyin cloak behind him shone brightly, and the whole person turned into a black light and broke through the air.

At this time, the huge tornado was less than five miles away from the blue giant boat, and it would not take long for it to fly away.

"Chase. Nangong Feng took the people of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall and turned into more than a dozen black lights and chased after Wang Changsheng.

If they stayed to fight with the royal family, they would definitely be swept into a huge tornado, which was not what Nangong Feng wanted to see.

Wang Changsheng killed a Yuanying monk in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall and destroyed one of Nangong Feng's arms, so it was reasonable that he didn't want to let Wang Changsheng go.

Although Wang Changsheng is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, his supernatural powers are not below the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and if Wang Changsheng escapes, he will definitely provoke a big enemy for the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

At this time, Wang Changsheng's mana was not much left, and if he continued to use the Xuanyin cloak to escape for his life, it wouldn't be long before he would be caught up by Nangong Feng and the others.

Wang Changsheng's eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on the giant tornado that swept in.

There was a flash of fierceness in his eyes, and he headed straight for the giant tornado.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Feng and the others hesitated slightly and chased after them.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to be no more than five hundred zhang away from the giant tornado, and he could even feel a strong wind blowing over him.

Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and a large amount of black qi gushed out of his body, covering his figure.

"It's not good, he's going to run away. Nangong Feng seemed to think of something, and with a flick of his sleeve, nine black bone forks flashed out and shot towards Wang Changsheng.

The others also sacrificed two magic weapons and shot towards Wang Changsheng.

At this moment, a thick red light flew out from the black qi and greeted it.

Nangong Feng frowned, and controlled the magic weapon to avoid it.

Even so, there were still several magic weapons that were submerged in the black qi, making a "bang" and "bang" sound.

The next moment, Nangong Feng was surprised to find that he couldn't sense Wang Changsheng's existence, which showed that Wang Changsheng had already used some kind of clever escape technique to leave.

At this time, the giant tornado was less than two hundred zhang away from them, Nangong Feng hurriedly flew back with everyone to the road, and there were two monks in the Yudan period who were a little slower, and they were caught in the giant tornado, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

At this time, the royal family also controlled the blue giant boat to fly away in another direction, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into the sky.

Half an hour later, the giant tornado disappeared into the vast sea, and the sea area returned to tranquility.

Over a certain sea area hundreds of miles away, a cloud of blood mist suddenly emerged.

After the blood mist dissipated, Wang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Wang Changsheng's face was bloodless, and his breath was very weak.

Wang Changsheng didn't have much mana left, and he was anxious to find a small island to meditate and recover his mana.

He looked around, and there was an endless sea around him, and there was not a single island in sight.

Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist with his palm, and a bloodthirsty spirit bat flew out of it.

Wang Changsheng jumped onto the back of the bloodthirsty spirit bat, and the bloodthirsty spirit bat spread its wings and quickly flew towards the distant sky, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into the sky.

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On a certain stretch of endless sea, a blue flying boat more than 20 zhang long was flying fast at high altitude.

There are dozens of immortal cultivators standing on the blue flying boat, some old and some young but the clothes on their bodies are exactly the same, at a glance you know that they belong to the same force, standing in front of the flying boat, is a young Confucian with handsome facial features, judging from the aura fluctuations emanating from his body, he is a monk of the Great Perfection of the Jiedan.

"Elder Li, how long will it take to get to the helm?" the young Confucian asked casually.

"At our current pace, in five days, we should be back at the helm. A middle-aged Taoist priest with a thin face beside him replied truthfully.

"No, you have to speed up, I heard that someone is going to pay attention to our goods, and we must rush back to the rudder as soon as possible." The young Confucian shook his head and commanded with a solemn face.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly appeared.

More than a dozen spiritual lights suddenly flew out of the sea below, shooting straight towards the blue flying boat.

"Not good, enemy attack. The young Confucian student's face changed, and after he shouted, he turned into a blue light and flew out.

The middle-aged Taoist priest and an old man in a yellow robe with a red face turned into a blue light and a yellow light respectively, and flew out of the blue flying boat.

There was a loud "boom", and except for the three young Confucian monks, the rest of the monks were all hit by more than a dozen spiritual lights.

There was a scream, and the monks turned into a rain of blood and fell into the sea.

The next moment, five rays of light flew out from under the surface of the sea, and after a while, they surrounded the three young Confucian students.

Five monks in different clothes looked at the three young Confucian scholars with ill will.

"Who are you, dare to attack us, don't you know that we are members of the Four Immortals Alliance?" the young Confucian saw a blue lotus pattern on the clothes of the five people, frowned, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who we are, Grand Master Ling, if you are interested, you can obediently hand over that eighth-level demon pill!" said a middle-aged man with an ugly face.

"What rank 8 demon pill, I don't know what you're talking about!" the young Confucian student's face changed and he flatly denied it.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the purpose of escorting this eighth-level demon pill, you, Ling Gongzi, as a descendant of the Guihai Zhenren, would have come forward in person? For the sake of the Guihai Zhenren's face, you hand over the eighth-level demon pill, and I will let you go, otherwise." The middle-aged man snorted lightly and said coldly, his words full of threats.

"Ben Gongzi doesn't know what you're talking about, this place is not far from the helm of our Four Immortals Alliance, if you are interested, leave quickly, what happened just now, Ben Gongzi can not blame the past. The young Confucian said with a gloomy face, his palm resting on the storage bag at his waist.

"Do it, don't let them escape, or we'll be in trouble. A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he commanded his companion.

Hearing this, the young Confucian shook his sleeves, and a blue order flag flashed out, turning into a thick blue light curtain, protecting him inside.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, a black light flew from a distance.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and motioned to his companion not to make a move first.

The speed of the black light was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for the black light to stop in a place where everyone was hundreds of feet away.

The black light was a black giant bat, and a man in black with delicate facial features was standing on top of the black giant bat, and the man in black was Wang Changsheng.

After feeling the spiritual pressure of the Yuan Infant Stage on Wang Changsheng's body, everyone's faces changed slightly, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Hey, it's you. Wang Changsheng's gaze swept and fell on the young Confucian student.

"Do we know this senior?" asked the young Confucian cautiously, his eyes full of doubt.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Ling Daoyou forgot, more than a hundred years ago, in the Great Song Dynasty Treasure Capture Conference, you still defeated me!" Wang Changsheng smiled and said lightly.

"Are you Wang Changsheng?" said the young Confucian scholar's eyes flickered, and he said with some doubts.

"Exactly. Wang Changsheng nodded.

The young Confucian was none other than Ling Xuan, who defeated Wang Changsheng at the Treasure Hunting Conference, and it was rumored that Ling Xuan was the descendant of Guihai Zhenren, one of the four overseas immortals.