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The rootless island was cut in two, and the basalt iron tail sank deep into the mud, and the sea water rose into the sky, forming a curtain of waterfall boats.

Sanxiu and the demon clan are like swarms of insects flying in the air, some people are still insisting on fighting, but they don't know what they are fighting, others are flying to the northeast as much as possible, hoping to return to the Qishan Islands, but the degree is relatively slow, and they will not be able to fly out of the range of the stormy waves for a while and a half.

Dozens of small boats circling Xuanwu lost the ability to move automatically, and the riders rowed with a qiē method, floating erratically in the waves, and the degree was even slower.

A small number of loose cultivators and demon clans were still on the back of Xuanwu, they had long given up attacking, but they could neither fly nor grab ships, so they could only cling to a certain hard shell and pray for a miracle.

More than a dozen people flew out from under the water, it was Hong Futian and others, but they brought even worse news.

"The Iron Spine Jiaolong is here!" the person who shouted this sentence flew dizzily to the southwest, farther away from the Qishan Islands, but a large group of people followed him, completely unasked.

Hong Futian stopped in the air and observed the shape shì, nearly a thousand scattered cultivators and demon clans, even if they couldn't kill Xuanwu and destroy the world, they could fight with it, but the only ones who caused damage to Xuanwu were still two Pangshan Taoist priests. The rabble really couldn't make a climate, Hong Futian still refused to give up, flew back to half of the island, and said loudly: "Come back to the island, Iron Spine Jiaolong ......"

The progress of the underwater dragon was faster than he imagined, and before the words fell, the long iron-spine dragon suddenly leaped into the sky, turning in the air, like an iron-blue rainbow, and the dragon's head approached the half of the rootless island where Hong Futian stood.

Screams rang out across the sea. There are dragons on the Xuanwu below, those who can't fly have completely lost hope, and several demon clans have ignited demon fires on their bodies for no reason, roaring fiercely, and even rushed to the nearest companions, wanting to die with them.

"The ancient gods protect me!" Hong Futian did not dodge, holding his magic sword high in his hand, shouting to the ancient gods while sending out a line of fire.

The huge faucet got closer and closer, and the sea water flowing out of its mouth was like a torrential downpour. Not only doused the line of fire. He also poured water on the caster, and Hong Futian just flew out of the sea and took another full body bath.

Half of the island at your feet rose and fell with the waves, and a huge cave-like mouth above your head rushed straight down. Hong Futian encountered the most dangerous moment in his life. He was wanted by the government and the Longbin Society in Yingguo. There have been several times in distress, but not once has there been nowhere to escape. Unable to resist.

"The old gods protect me!" he shouted in an even more fervent tone, the sword in his hand humming, turning from white to red, burning the poured sea water into a cloud of steam.

The dragon's head was only a few feet away from him, and the mottled skin and yellow-white giant teeth were clearly visible, Hong Futian finally changed his sentence, "I am a guest of Qishan, not your enemy!"

I don't know if this sentence has an effect, or if the dragon has a plan, as soon as Hong Futian finished saying this, the rainbow-like dragon did not fall again, but burned in the air, and the fire was hundreds of thousands of times stronger than the fire line that Hong Futian came out.

The dragon burned extremely fast, and in an instant, a large amount of soot was formed, which drifted away with the wind, and Hong Futian, who was already soaked, was covered with dust again.

There was still something that had not been burned, and a huge white fish fell heavily at Hong Futian's feet, struggling desperately.

Hong Futian's whole person stiffened, and it took a while to come to his senses, and when he looked down, it was not a white fish, but a person, a defenseless man, his whole body was normal, only the head was still blazing, like a helmet with a strange shape, and it was big and small, changing back and forth between the dragon form and the human form.

Suddenly, another head spat out from the burning skull, and the flames were finally extinguished.

Hong Futian can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, and even dared to take the lead in rushing to the Xuanwu to destroy the world, but he was still stunned by the scene in front of him, and stood motionless.

The man who had been transformed into an iron-spine dragon stood up, retched a few times, and looked at the head not far away, both surprised and annoyed, "What the hell? I almost choked to death." ”

The head was just as surprised and annoyed as he was, "What are you? Hey, why did you come out? Brother Xiaoqiu? Where's Fangfang?"

The bald man ran to the edge of the island, a row of huge waves surged, half of the island was almost overturned, the bald man fell down, Hong Futian had already reacted and grabbed his head.

Hong Futian cautiously flew behind the island, which allowed him to escape a catastrophe - the world-destroying Xuanwu cut off the rootless island, freed up his most powerful weapon, and the iron tail dived into the deep sea, and began to sweep vigorously from his mouth, stirring up a huge vortex, hundreds of zhang in diameter, and swept all the things that were several times the range of this one, and the whirlwind formed went straight into the sky, and the scattered cultivators and demon clans who were flying in the air did not escape.

The heavens and the earth change color, and the living creatures in it don't even have a chance to change color, except for one person.

The man who had turned into a dragon stood firmly on half of the island, and even though his body was parallel to the sea, he did not fall, but shouted happily: "Where is the Taoist priest of Qishan? Come out and see this king!"

Jiaolong is a strange beast like Xuanwu, and its strength is far inferior, but after turning into a human form, it can perform demonic magic, and under his control, although half of the rootless island is worried about capsizing at any time, it has not been sucked into the vortex, on the contrary, the other half of the island is sinking deeper and deeper and falling apart in the screams of the patches.

The bald man couldn't see the situation on the other side of the island, but he could see the sky, "Brother Xiaoqiu!"

On this day, Xuanwu went on a killing spree, and only more than 100 scattered cultivators and demon clans survived, and all of them died at that time, but they all remembered such a scene: two Pangshan Taoist priests rushed out of the sea, flying in the whirlwind, with a long whip with lightning flashing in their hands, turned around, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Not only the two Pangshan Taoist priests, but the world-destroying Xuanwu also disappeared, as abrupt as when it came, but the whirlpool it stirred up stopped after a while, when the sea was calm, I saw that there were ship wrecks and corpses within dozens of miles, there were scattered cultivators, demon clans, and more fish and turtles in the sea.

Survivor 6 continued to return to the only half-remaining rootless island, and was shocked, all far away from the naked man, and they all saw that it was an iron-spine dragon.

Alien beasts rarely take on human form, making this iron-spine dragon extremely unusual.

The man's body was tall and strong, wet and long hanging straight to the ground, he looked thirty or forty years old, his expression was proud, he looked around, first looked at Hong Futian, who was also wet, obviously not very satisfied, but he didn't conjure up something to cover himself, and strode up to a demon clan of about the same size, "Hand over your clothes." ”

The demon didn't say a word, and immediately took off his coat and handed it over.

The bald man jumped to the top of Hong Futian's head and looked around, "Where did Brother Xiaoqiu and Fangfang go?"

Hong Futian didn't know, the Jiaolong man said while dressing: "Xuanwu diving, one thousand miles in one step, they should be somewhere thousands of miles away at this time." ”

The bald man's head lost its support and landed on Hong Futian's bun, "Thousands of miles, where to find it?"

Hong Futian really didn't like the extra head on it, but he didn't shake off the bald man, took two steps forward, and asked, "Your Excellency is Yin Shengqian, the king of the South China Sea Iron Jiao?"

The dragon man didn't answer, raised his eyes to look at the lonely head, and said after a while: "Interesting, does the Nine Great Dao Sect also accept the demon clan as a disciple?"

The bald man's head was spelled, and after some tossing, the form did not change much, and there was still a long hairpin, and he said listlessly: "I'm not a demon, my name is Mu Songxuan, and I am a disciple of Pang Mountain, can you take a look at where Brother Xiaoqiu and Fangfang were taken?"

The people on the island whispered earnestly, and they had determined that this person was Yin Shengqian, the king of the iron-spine dragon in the South China Sea, but no one dared to go up and speak.

Yin Shengqian frowned, he went through hardships to land on half of the island of Qi Mountain, but he didn't expect to see only the head of a Dao Tong, "Are there any other disciples of the Dao Tong?" Pang Mountain, Qi Mountain, Chaojing Mountain, any of them. ”

A loose cultivator pointed to the sky, "Come on, come on, these people are." ”

More than ten Taoist priests fell from the sky and landed on the island, the leader was the Taoist priest Shen Jiyi of Asan Mountain, and the three Taoist priests who went to the front to report the news had not yet arrived, they were already in danger in the rear, and the Taoist priest who had the main magic weapon to fly immediately retreated, but it was still a step too late.

Only half of the rootless island has lost its spell support, and no matter how much it is a demon, it can cast spells at will.

Yin Shengqian's face turned cold, he recognized these Taoist priests, "Ah, the murderer of Tie Jiao has arrived, do you still remember me?"

Of course, Shen Jiyi remembered that he saw the dragon landing on the island in the distance, and he only hated himself for flying too slowly.

Yin Shengqian laughed, "But we are already standing on the island of Qishan, so we have to stop for the time being, and this king will seek revenge on you in the future." ”

"I'm looking forward to it. Shen Jiyi said coldly, he was a little vague, only half of the remaining Rootless Island was still a part of Qishan, but after weighing, he still decided to boycott the war, "So you came to Qishan for refuge?"

Yin Shengqian laughed again, but his laughter was full of desolation and sadness, "Yes, the Tiejiao clan that crisscrosses the South China Sea has no way out, and they actually want to take refuge in Qishan, haha, laugh at it, but it's only for a while." ”

King Jiao put away his smile and glanced around, "You have all seen that the decisive battle between the demon clan and the Dao Sect began today, and this king has come to warn the Nine Dao Commanders: Be prepared, this is not an ordinary war once in a few hundred years, but the final decisive battle, unless one side dies, the war will never stop." ”

Dao Tong has already received the news that the Kraken is preparing to attack Chaojing Mountain, and the nine grandmasters are now gathering together to discuss countermeasures, Qishan is located on the southernmost edge of the Nine Dao Tong, and attacks are even more frequent, Shen Jiyi doesn't think that Jiao Wang's warning has any new meaning, "Why did you betray the Kraken and take refuge in Qishan?"

"Didn't you hear clearly? Unless one side dies, the war will not stop, and the Tiejiao clan is unwilling to rush to the front line, let alone be exterminated. Go and gather all the Dao Tong disciples, this is a war that you can't avoid. Take me to meet the nine grandmasters, I have more important news. ”

There was silence on the island, and the coming and going of the world-destroying Xuanwu greatly increased the atmosphere of the decisive battle, and in the past several attacks against Qishan, I had never seen such a big guy.

Thousands of miles away, Mu Xingqiu, a disciple of Pang Mountain, poked his head out of the water, also looking for the whereabouts of the big guy, and Fang Fang, after a huge impact, the two were separated.

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