In a secret room in the Kuncang Sect Discipline Academy, Shangguan Hong sighed softly, and the three jade jue in front of him had all been shattered.

"I didn't expect Zhao Yu to make a move so quickly, how can those three guys say that they are also long-famous demon Dao monks on the mainland, especially the black-hearted Daoist, who has reached the middle stage of Jindan in his cultivation, but he didn't expect the three of them to join forces, and they didn't even have a chance to escape in front of Zhao Yu. ”

Shangguan Hong's jade jue is sealed with the original gods of the black heart Taoist, the Xuanji Ancestor and the Xiaoyaozi, if the owner of the primordial god dies, after being inducted, the jade jue will also be broken.

Sent by Shangguan Hong, these three people have been secretly helping the Northern Qi to attack the Song State for many years, but now, they have all died.

"I have to say that this Zhao Yu is indeed a cultivation genius, and his pure wood attribute body vein is even more rare. It's a pity, he is my enemy, and he can't be left in such a great trouble!"

The light in the secret room was very dim, only a burned candle was emitting a dull yellow halo, and the candle shadow jumped, reflecting Shangguan Hong's face uncertainly.

"It's time to find an opportunity to reveal Guan Haitian's secret to Zhao Yu!"

It is said that Mo Xiaolou led people to travel for another half a day, and the floating corpses on the sea appeared more and more frequently. Moreover, the owners of these corpses turned out to be mostly disciples of the Summoning Rain Pavilion.

"There's a huge reef ahead, and the situation on Phantom Smoke Island is unknown right now, so let's go and rest first. ”

After flying for five days and five nights in a row, coupled with the previous battle, everyone was exhausted, and the corpses along the way had already shown that Phantom Smoke Island was extremely dangerous, so Mo Xiaolou decided to rest on the reef first, and then rushed to Phantom Smoke Island overnight, which should be available before dawn.

At this time, the setting sun has already sunk above the sea level, and the sea water on the horizon is blazing red.

Everyone fell on the reef one after another and began to rest, because this place is different from the Kuncang Mountain Range, there is no pure and rich heaven and earth aura, so everyone took out the spars prepared in advance and began to replenish spiritual power. From this point, it can be seen that the spar vein is indeed the most important strategic resource in the entire cultivation realm.

While everyone was resting, Mo Xiaolou took out the communication runes and tried to contact the other team members, these communication runes were specially made by the sect for this operation, and there were miniature magic circles related to each other, as long as the spiritual power was injected, they would be convenient and sensitive.

Mo Xiaolou first sent a message to Yue Yingjun, but after waiting for a long time, the other party did not respond. Feeling that something was wrong, he hurriedly contacted Situ Jing again, but he still didn't get a response, this time Mo Xiaolou began to get nervous, and in a hurry, he actually sent a message to his rival Guan Nian, but the result was the same.

"Oops, due to the ambush of the Summoning Rain Pavilion before, I delayed my trip, Senior Brother Yue, they should have arrived at Phantom Smoke Island one step earlier, but now they can't be contacted, I'm afraid something has happened!"

Seeing that everyone's spiritual power had recovered, Mo Xiaolou planned to continue on his way, but just as he was about to give the order, the three communication spirit runes in his hand all emitted a pale cyan light.

At first sight, Mo Xiaolou was overjoyed in his heart, he clearly remembered that if the communication spirit rune emitted a cyan light, it meant that everything was safe.

It seems that he is too nervous, and his mind begins to think wildly, Chen Xingwei and Lu Hao set off a day in advance, with these two senior brothers of the Jindan period, what are you still worried about? At least Senior Brother Xingwei will definitely protect the senior sister. ”

Looking at the sunset at the sea level in the distance, Mo Xiaolou felt a sense of boredom in his heart for no reason.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from behind him, Mo Xiaolou turned his head in shock, and saw several disciples standing on the edge of the reef looking into the sea below, and Qing Ming on the side knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.

"Senior brother, you ..... How could you...."

Mo Xiaolou stepped forward quickly, looked down, and saw a shriveled corpse soaking in the sea below the reef, and every time the waves hit the reef, the corpse rolled with it.

"Senior brother!"

Qing Ming struggled hard, he wanted to jump into the sea and salvage the corpse. Worried that he would take the opportunity to escape, several disciples of the Kuncang Sect around him pressed him to the spot.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaolou leaned out a wisp of spiritual power, dragged the dried corpse to the reef in the air, and placed it in front of Qing Ming.

"This deceased is your senior brother?"

Qing Ming glanced at Mo Xiaolou gratefully, and said sadly: "Yes, it is my senior brother, I didn't expect that my senior brother just summoned me in the morning, and after such a while, he was also murdered!"

Mo Xiaolou came closer and found that this corpse was particularly terrifying, the deceased's eyes were protruding, one of the eyeballs disappeared, it was estimated that he had been pecked by water birds, his entire chest was deeply immersed in the abdominal cavity, and the flesh and blood on his body were dry, even after being soaked in seawater, he could not become swollen.

Qing Ming's eyes were red, staring at the corpse in front of him.

"Senior brother, who caused you so badly, you tell me, Qing Ming will avenge you even if he fights with his life!"

Because the corpse was so unsightly, everyone turned their heads sideways, unwilling to look at it again. But Mo Xiaolou held back his nausea and carefully observed the corpse.

He found that although the clothes on the deceased's body were tattered, he could still see the general style, which was the same as Qing Ming, and it should be the first-level clothing of the elders of the Summoning Rain Pavilion.

Looking at Qing Ming's painful appearance, Mo Xiaolou began to believe what he said before, in this world, no one should know better than himself how he feels after losing his loved ones, and the kind of sadness and anger that goes deep into the bone marrow is difficult to perform.

If this person is really his senior brother, then there must be someone else who started the tragedy along the way.

Qing Ming said that this kind of spell of sucking the primordial gods is extremely remote and obscure, and only those top powerhouses in the entire continent can master it, at this time, Mo Xiaolou began to fall into memories, he thought of the conversation between himself and Yue Yingjun back then, so a terrifying name almost blurted out.

"Senior brother, look, there's a person flying over there!"

"Everyone stay on guard and be ready to fight!"

Li Wenchang pointed his finger to remind Mo Xiaolou from afar, and since he saw the tragic situation of the corpse, he also began to be a little nervous.

At the same time, the surrounding Kuncang Sect disciples all flew into the air, scattered in formation, and sacrificed their swords one after another, waiting for the battle.

Looking up, Mo Xiaolou found that reflecting the setting sun, there was a black spot in the sky in the distance that was gradually getting bigger, which showed that the speed of the other party was extremely fast.

Unable to help but say, Mo Xiaolou also immediately flew into the air, using his spiritual power, and his body began to glow with golden brilliance.

After a few moments, it was already clear that it was a young man in a blue robe, carrying a huge coffin behind him.