Large spirit boats are rarely owned by private individuals, and most of them are sect families or some forces that contribute to the refining of materials as public objects.

Some of the large spirit boats carrying passengers belonged to islands, and some belonged to flying boat spots, and the high-ranking monks who ran the boats were only guards, not the actual owners of the boats.

At this time, the fifth-order large spirit boat floating on the sea was too high and huge, and it was impossible for it to belong to a certain monk. He Miaomiao couldn't figure out what kind of strange force would refine such an ungodly ship.

Such a high-level spirit boat, to say the least, must have a Yuan Ying to sit in success. There was no way she could escape the sight of other people's divine senses, so she could only try to minimize her sense of existence, honestly and steadily stay in the air, and watch the spirit boat go west.

Seeing that she was about to sail out of her line of sight, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, He Miaomiao suddenly sensed a burst of powerful pressure, and rushed towards the Vermilion Bird Boat in an instant.

"Not good!" He Miaomiao saw the faces of the people who came, and suddenly felt that she was unlucky!

He Yangui in the early stage of Ningshen, with his naked right shoulder, hung on the left side of the red robe outlined by gold thread, could not be distinguished in the sun, whether it was the snow-white body or the gorgeous robe that was shining.

Even without that black and green hair, he still stood there beautifully and picturesquely, with a slightly furrowed brow and compassionate eyes, as if he was worried about everything in the world.

"Amitabha, don't come to the little master and nephew. ”

He Yangui was not in a hurry to make a move, and stood quietly three feet in front of the Vermilion Bird Boat, pinching the Xuanxi Buddha beads in his hands one by one, with a smile on his face with a little compassion, like an elder who had not seen his juniors for a long time.

He Miaomiao's thoughts turned sharply in her heart, and she instantly thought of countless ways to escape, but the other party was close to her, and her small actions didn't necessarily have any effect.

She kept thinking about what to do, and with a smile on her face, she forced herself to endure the hatred of that blow back then, and bowed with her eyebrows down: "Master Guiyi is also undiminished." ”

The large spirit boat in the distance, I don't know if it sensed a small movement here, suddenly stopped when it was about to disappear at the place where the sea and the sky were connected. He Miaomiao couldn't figure out if He Yangui came from the boat, and when she saw them stop, her heart was even more uneasy.

"Little nephew, your karma is getting worse day by day, and it seems that your dead nature has not changed. ”

He Yangui had a smile on his face, and there was obviously no emotion in his eyes, but he had to make a compassionate gesture, which made people panic.

He Miaomiao wanted to pay a few words back to him, but unfortunately his strength was not as good as that of others, so he could only laugh dryly twice, and said casually: "Master Wisdom, the younger generation will pay attention to resolving it in the future." ”

He Yangui chuckled lightly when he heard this, and his good-looking eyebrows and eyes stretched out, making it difficult to retract his gaze at a glance. At this time, He Miaomiao just wanted to throw out the whole body talisman and blow up that hypocritical smiling face.

"Come with me. His voice was as soft as the wind, and the words he spit out were as disgusting as the licking of a snake's letter, "Atonement for a hundred years on the boat of joy, and I will spare your life." ”

"Huanxi Zhou?hahaha......." He Miaomiao really couldn't help it, stood at the head of the boat and bent over with a smile. Huanxi Boat is nothing more than taken from the Buddhist Huanxi Zen, but I also want to know that the people on the boat deliberately misinterpreted its meaning, and most of them were used to do something harmful.

Do you want her to go on the boat to atone for her sins? I'm afraid it's as a plaything, and let others make up for it!

She is willing to show weakness, because she is looking for an opportunity to escape, not facing each other head-on, and because she is afraid of her cultivation. But now, it's a dead end to resist or not, so it's better to kill before the last moment!

Under the coercion of the hidden threat, He Miaomiao could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, and said with a smile: "I never thought that the mage had been confining for many years, and he had made experience?

"He who speaketh wickedly will fall into the way of livestock. He Yangui's smile remained unchanged for ten thousand years, but there was already murderous intent in his eyes. His divine sense firmly covered He Miaomiao and Lingzhou, and placed her to flee with her thoughts.

"Hehe, that junior, be careful, be careful, try not to die!" He Miaomiao's mouth was bleeding, her patience had reached the limit, and she had no intention of showing weakness!

Her whole body was like a flame burning, and she sensed the light, flying out of the dantian with black and red light, and the streamer flashed and disappeared in the air.

At the same time, a purple thunderbolt flashed out from the rune treasure hidden in the clouds, accompanied by countless first-order, second-order, and third-order runes, and with just one breath, it rushed towards He Yangui from all directions!

In the early stage of Jindan against the early stage of Shangning God, just like a young child facing a man-eating beast, no matter what he does, it seems to be useless. As soon as He Miaomiao moved, he knew that attacking with all his might would not have any effect on him.

"Ahh Full... Declivity... Buddha..."

The sound of the four characters was as heavy as a mountain, which made He Miaomiao snort muffledly, and then, He Yangui, who had avoided most of the attacks, kept chanting strange scriptures in her mouth, making her heart feel as if she had been hammered by a heavy object.

He Miaomiao's eyes were bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth to keep herself awake, but after three or five breaths, she couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood clots. Holding on to her thoughts that were about to dissipate, she took out the Watari Wood Buddha Bead that she wanted to give to Quanling from the storage ring, trying to resist one or two.

But after all, the Buddha beads have never been recognized, and their power is extremely effective. I don't know who created this scripture, and it is extremely evil, like a pair of seductive hands, trying to lead her into a demon!

At this time, she calmed down, forcibly transported all her spiritual power, and could no longer care about hiding, and flew to the sky with the Vermilion Bird Strange Fire, and then swooped down with the blazing heat of burning the sky and boiling the sea!

In the depths of the sea of knowledge, she searched for the secret technique of true music spectrum, trying to grasp the key point and inspire the cry of the Vermilion Bird.

The scriptures provoked her eyes, ears, mouth and nose to bleed together, the sea and the sky were imprinted in her eyes, and only a piece of blood red remained, only He Yangui's disgusting smiling face, finally when Suzaku appeared, it was like a mask about to shatter, and it no longer looked hypocritical and compassionate!

The melodious Suzaku True Voice sounded, high and excited, as if it was going to burn all the filth and filth in this world together with the blazing flames!

He Yangui's scriptures are weak in the chirping of birds, and they have no effect on the mind!

Taking advantage of his shock and stunned, He Miaomiao, who had consumed more than half of his spiritual power, retracted the light and strange fire, took out all the talismans on his body, and threw them forward regardless of it. She couldn't help the throbbing pain of Zhihai, grabbed a short-distance teleportation charm and stirred it fiercely, and finally escaped death for the time being.

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Falling to the ground together with the Vermilion Bird Boat, He Miaomiao was so painful that he couldn't move his fingers. Zhihai's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, so she looked around with her eyes infused with spiritual power, and secretly said that she was finally not unlucky.

This is the island where the castle is located, and it is much safer than a desert island. She snorted and moved her senses, reluctantly retracting the Vermilion Bird Boat and trying to take out the array disk. Before he could move, the sunlight was suddenly obscured by a figure.

She looked up with her eyes wide open, and saw only a pair of calm and waveless eyes.