On the bright sea of the scorching sun, with Hao Yun's war boat as the center, it was wrapped into a spherical shape the size of a hundred zhang by the blood emitted by the ghost owl.

The yin wind in it is raging, screaming again and again, and if the people in it don't know what's inside, they think they've reached the realm of the underworld.

The transparent ripples that appeared out of thin air and the salty and wet mist rising from the sea surface added a few more strange colors to this strange scene, making it difficult for Tong Tianzong, who was in charge of the Sky Wolf Banner, and the Wolf soldiers who were watching the battle from a distance to make a choice.

Elder Wang Boguang, who walked out of the ship building at some point, carefully looked at the ghost owls hovering overhead, and was quite curious about the situation that the ghost owls who had obviously been punished were still lining up to form a formation.

"Hmph!" the old man observed for a moment, and suddenly snorted coldly.

As the old man snorted coldly, a transparent flying sword appeared three feet above Hao Yun's head, stabbing straight at the central part surrounded by the ghost owl.

The style of the transparent flying sword was exactly the same as the Qiuyue Sword in Hao Yun's hand, but no half of the sword qi overflowed.

Where the transparent Autumn Moon Sword passed, the ripple-like distorted air regained its calm, and even the blood qi and yin wind were swept away, leaving a transparent passage.

It's just that the direction of the sword is empty, and there is nothing to see at all.

In this case, Hao Yun guessed that the big demon who had commanded the demon beast to intercept him all the way appeared, and hurriedly condensed his divine sense to probe in the direction where the transparent flying sword stabbed.

I didn't find the legendary big demon, but I saw a transparent ghost owl suddenly condensed in front of the transparent flying sword, only three inches in size, and every feather was as lifelike as the real one.

As soon as the transparent ghost owl appeared, it pounced on the oncoming transparent flying sword, as if it had seen the blood food that it loved so much.

Only then did Hao Yun realize that the transparent flying sword and the ghost owl were all condensed by divine consciousness, and they were two primordial masters fighting the method.

Although the demon race generally has a weak divine sense, it is difficult to compare with the human monks, but there are also some unique races that are born with a huge divine sense, and even the idle monks of the same level are difficult to match.

The attack of the divine consciousness is extremely secretive, and the slightest carelessness will kill you, and there are many unlucky ghosts who can't find out the cause after death.

High-level monks clean up low-level monks, and often they can determine the life and death of the other party in a single thought, and those who are more clever can also control low-level monks through divine consciousness secret techniques.

The reason why Hao Yun had to take revenge on Elder Wang Boguang was because he had used the Divine Sense Secret Technique on himself. If you accidentally hit the road, who knows if you will become an obsessed waste, or a puppet controlled by people.

Whatever the outcome is, it is what he does not want to see.

With the entire sect as the backing, Elder Wang didn't dare to use the Divine Sense Secret Technique to kill himself, but this shape-shifting demon who had not yet shown up had no worries about this, and if he was not careful, it was likely that the soldiers of the entire wolf department would not be able to return home.

Thinking about the situation, he hurriedly took the six golden sword talismans back into his body and used them to protect his divine sense.

The battle between the divine consciousness is also extremely simple, like the fighting method of these two directly using the divine consciousness to collide, it is the most common one, and it is also the most powerful method.

There is no need for any fancy work, just brute force collisions.

The condensed shape-shifting thing of the weaker side of the divine sense cannot withstand multiple impacts, and only three or five collisions can distinguish the winner and loser, but it is the most dangerous kind of competition, and it is difficult for the loser to escape the fate of death if he is chased and killed.

The transparent flying sword and the transparent ghost owl walked away with a touch, without any earth-shattering impact, more like two friends who had not seen each other for a long time, and they dispersed after a light touch.

At the same time, a monster with the head of an owl appears in the air surrounded by a ghost owl.

"Hehe, there aren't many people with such a huge divine sense in sword cultivation, but Wang Boguang himself is here?" The emaciated humanoid monster floated in the air with an emerald green bone flute in its hand, and its extremely sharp pointed mouth opened and closed, making a tingling sound that made the eardrums ting.

"The old man is Wang Boguang! Your Excellency is not easy to transform, you are not happy in the Ten Thousand Demon Continent, what kind of fun is it to go to such a place where birds don't?

Elder Wang finally lost the smile on his face, and said coldly.

The emaciated humanoid monster had a huge head on its head, and when it heard Elder Wang's reply, it immediately became happy, and its small round gray ears trembled rapidly.

Like a child who had won some kind of treasure, he waved the emerald green bone flute and shouted: "That's right! Those great saints can't be beaten, and they really can't be provoked, and they are afraid that Lao Xiao Xiu will catch up with them and restrict me from looking for blood food everywhere." As a last resort, I can only find you Terrans to satisfy my hunger. I heard that as long as you defeat these Terran masters, you can eat with your belly open, isn't that so?"

Elder Wang, who has always been unpredictable and sleek, looked at the humanoid monster like a madman, but felt that he could not communicate.

When he just used his divine sense to fight, he knew that the other party's divine sense was probably not under him, who knew that it would be a reckless person, and it was really a bit panicked to communicate with such a guy.

However, this old man had an idea as soon as he rolled his eyes, pointed at Hao Yun and said with a smile: "Haha, your surname is Xiao, right? This General Hao is the one who can call the shots here, and his identity is equivalent to the son of the Great Sage of your demon clan, and you still have to talk to him about this kind of thing. ”

Hao Yun was a little dazed by this god-like turn: Why did you rely on me?

Lao Xiao blinked his big and frighteningly big round eyes and carefully looked at Hao Yun, then turned his head and said to Wang Lao. For the sake of being the son of the Great Sage, Lao Xiao can talk to him, but you have to testify to me, old man! If he doesn't admit what he said about the good, the Great Sage will blame Lao Xiao and someone will have to testify. ”

I don't know what this person thinks, he has great trust in the smiling Elder Wang, so he has to pull him as a witness, and he is not afraid that this old man's eyes will turn and swallow it alive.

Hao Yun had a buffer time, had a rough idea in his heart, and understood Wang Lao's intentions.

I saw him swing his armor with one hand, and pointed at Lao Xiao with the other, and talked eloquently: "Our human race has the rules of the human race, since Your Excellency chose to talk about it first, please also pull the deployment to the boat first, and let's talk about it carefully." This is called saluting first and then soldiering, if we can't talk about it, it's not too late for us to start a war, and the only one who can pose a threat to your Excellency on the boat is Wang Lao, so don't be afraid. ”

"Afraid of jokes! Who has Lao Xiao been afraid of? It's that the great sage is here, Lao Xiao is also a well-known man, you little doll really don't know how powerful Lao Xiao is......"

Lao Xiao estimated that he hadn't met anyone he could chat with for many years, and he couldn't stop with one mouth, and his brain-wrenching and unpleasant voice was all over the sky, torturing Hao Yun and the wolf soldiers to death.

As he spoke, he put the bone flute to his mouth and commanded the group of ghost owls to reach the sky.

The emerald green bone flute was made of the bones of a demon beast, and it didn't make a sound at all when it was played, but the ghost owls obeyed the order as soon as they could hear the sound.

"Formation, welcome!"

Although Hao Yun was very curious about what the magic of this bone flute was, considering the heavy responsibility, he still pressed his curiosity and issued an order in time.

With Song Xiuming's wisdom, he naturally knew what kind of magic circle to form and how to deploy troops.