The middle-aged monk had already shown despair, no matter whether Ye Qin spared him or not, he was ...... Broken heart, one by one cultivation for the fee, the path of cultivating immortals was completely cut off, for a Jindan cultivator, such an end is no different from death.

"Bah, spare me, you won't be proud for long, none of you can run, Lao Tzu is waiting for you on the Yin Soul Road, hahaha......

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes were crimson, and he laughed madly After speaking, his throat swallowed, as if he had swallowed something, his body immediately turned black and shrank, and the vitality of the whole person was suddenly cut off, and even the technique of searching for souls had no effect on it.

It's useless to die so soon, I haven't even had time to do it.

Bai Xiu'er carried a cyan ancient chicken, jumped down from the dark cloud barrier, and landed on the desert island ten zhang below wrinkled B.

Ye Qin looked at the intense black greasy emanation from this corpse...... frowned, and said in a deep voice, don't get close to him, this poison can damage the body of the Jindan cultivator, it seems that they have the consciousness of death before they follow him, such a deceased spy, I am afraid that only the descendants of the Immortal Palace cultivators can complete the task, and only have such a mortal heart,...... I don't know which Asgard spy it is

"This person is dying and he is still talking wildly, they should still have accomplices, and they will pass soon," Bing'er said cautiously.

"Well, just tracking can't do anything, they must want to do something. ”

Ye Qin nodded, his expression gloomy,

He acted in a low-key manner, and he never took the initiative to offend other cultivators in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, but there were also enemies, Shangtang Palace, Wanluo Palace, Bird Nuring Ear Palace, and other cultivators of the Immortal Palace, so he had trouble with him more than once In addition to these great immortal palaces, he also had some loose alliances and enemies on the way to the experience, so it cannot be ruled out that there would be cultivators of other forces from time to time, and they targeted him for various reasons,

However, no matter what forces are eyeing him, he must be clear.

Otherwise, once it comes to the plot attack, you don't even know who the opponent is, and there is no way to talk about retaliation.

On the Blood Sand Stronghold Teleportation Array,

A burst of brilliance flashed, and more than thirty golden cultivators who were dressed in huge gray robes and couldn't see their faces clearly, appeared one after another, one by one, they were silent and acted quickly, obviously a cultivator of a group of forces, disciplined,

This strange scene immediately attracted the attention of the cultivators in the shop near the stronghold, and the treasure hunters who came and went.

"It's strange, in the past, there weren't many people coming to the teleportation array in a day, and today there are several monks coming next?"

"Could it be a demon hunter cultivator?"

The two treasure hunters who passed by near the teleportation array, saw this group of murderous golden cultivators, and secretly muttered a few words to themselves, but they didn't dare to stop the group of gray-robed monks, and a low-level gray-brown demon lizard of a foot size stopped on his shoulder.

The demon lizard stared at a pair of blood-red eyes like moon gems, and her aura flashed. Suddenly, it snapped its tongue and sucked it, and a small particle of invisible dust floating in the maple in mid-air was immediately sucked into its mouth.

This inconspicuous grain of dust was suspended in the air, and the phoenix did not move, and it did not fall to the ground.

Such a grain of tidal gravel was so small that the monks who passed by would think it was dust. will not attract anyone's attention,

The lizard sucked the gravel, and the red light in its eyes was brighter and excited: it hissed, raised its thin little paws, and pointed in one direction, and it smelled it, and in that direction, there was only such dust.

"Hmph, they really came here to chase"

The gray-robed monk at the head snorted coldly, and the fan in his robe folded. Take the lead in piloting the aircraft and trace it in the direction pointed by the Shao Tiao Lizard.

From time to time, the lizard sucked up the floating dust from mid-air. And quickly pointed the way.

The group of gray-robed monks followed the direction pointed by the laundry, and they took their devices one after another, and flew rapidly in the sky and clouds at a very fast speed.

"Young Palace Master, the two of his subordinates have a large amount of colorless and odorless dust specially used for tracking, and the Young Palace Master's 'Xuansha Xi' is responsible for tracking, even if the surname Ye escapes to the end of the world, it will be a dead end sooner or later!"

One of the gray-robed monks said with a smile on the head of the dead.

This group of gray-robed monks who flew swiftly were the Jindan monks of Wanluo Palace who were chased and killed under the leadership of Wang Shiyan, who had already disguised themselves as treasure hunters in a sea of blood.

Among these monks, the lowest is also in the middle stage of Jindan, and nearly half of them are in the late stage of Jindan.

"Hmph, even a little elder dares to offend this young master! How could this young master let him die so cheaply? When he is caught, first abolish his cultivation, and then settle this account with our great elder Ye!

A trace of fierceness flashed in Wang Shiwei's eyes, but he heard a chair priest next to him say in a deep voice: "Young master, on a deserted island dozens of miles ahead, there is a strong aura of gold and ice power left after the fight,,, but I have not found the breath of a living monk."

Those who followed Wang Shiwei were all the descendants of Wanluo Palace and the children of Jindan from the side line.

Among them, there are also experienced leaders.

The person who spoke was a Jindan pill level monk, although he didn't think much about Wang Shiwei mobilizing a large number of Jindan monks from Wanluo Palace to deal with the two Jindan monks of the Purple Sword Palace, but on the way, he still paid attention to the surrounding situation with his kind of knowledge, and immediately reported after seeing the signs ahead.

"They're already fighting?! Come over, don't let the surname Ye kill them, and then run away! Otherwise, the sea of blood is so big, where will this young master go to find him!"

When Wang Shiwei heard this, his eyes looked ahead. I was surprised.

The way he chased and killed Ye Su was the two spies who carried dust and sand with them. With the Xuansha Demon who likes to eat dust and sand, unless the cultivation is too much higher than the Yuan Infant Monk, it is always foolproof.

If those two spies were killed, the stalk would be in vain.

At this moment, he found traces of a fight. It seems that he has also fought with Ye Poison, and his heart suddenly became anxious.

After Wang Shiwei gave the order, the chairmen of the Wanluo Palace, who were originally extremely fast. The speed of the flight increased again, turning into dozens of dazzling rainbows. Rush to a deserted island in front of you with all your might.

Flying on a desert island, they landed on two corpses. There are also quite a few weapon fragments in the battlegrounds.

The sand on Wang Shiwei's shoulders was demonic, after sucking the last few grains of dust and sand on the island. It was also quiet, sniffing around, but there was no movement. Apparently, there's no dust and sand left around here that it likes.

This is the end of the tracking

"Dead? The young master of the waste pillar Fei Ben spent so much effort, and they were ruined one by one. The vast blood, the blood-sand stronghold is so large. Where can I find the one surnamed Ye?"

Wang Shiwei saw a corpse of crushed ice slag on the ground, and a corpse that had been poisoned, and his face was immediately cold.

He thought about waiting for more than 20 years, but he fell short, and he couldn't help but blow up his lungs.

The monks of Wanluo Palace around them bowed their heads one by one, silently. I am afraid that Wang Shiwei, who is angry, will forgive himself.

"Isn't this the Wang Daoyou of Wanluo Palace? What, are you looking for me Ye someone? I've been waiting here for a long time!" a voice that asked Lang to be indifferent, with a cold sarcasm. Coming from the clouds at the very high of the sky.

A warship of several hundred zhang descended from the clouds at a height of 5,000 zhang and the strong wind.

Ye Poison and Huangfu Bing'er were driving the big wing warship. It has been standing in the air at a height of 5,000 feet.

The sky, with strong winds.

The power of a high-level wind gang is equivalent to the power of a high-level wind system.The wind gang at a height of five thousand zhang is the power of a small supernatural level wind system wood.

Monks who build foundations usually fly at altitudes ranging from hundreds of zhang to a thousand zhang.

And the Jindan monk, at most, flies at a high altitude in Erganzhang, and no matter how high he is, he can't withstand the power of the wind.

And the Yuanying Monk's protective qi is strong, and if he has a small magic weapon in his hand, he can fly rapidly at the extreme altitude of five thousand zhang.

In the sky, low-level monks, even if they were tens of millions, would not attack high-level monks who flew thousands of zhang higher than them. The high-level monks can fall from a higher place at any time and pinch the low-level chair monks to death like pinching ants.

The gap in strength is so big!

This is all at the limit of the sky.

However, usually monks do not fly to a height of thousands of zhang, so as not to consume their strength in vain to resist Fenggang, most of the Jindan monks. They are accustomed to flying at a height of 1,000 zhang and flying with imperial weapons, so it is easier.

This warship, which had opened its shield, flew down from between the clouds at a height of 5,000 feet, the height at which the Yuanying Monk flew.

"Since you guys are so impatient to send it to the door, then don't be busy, you're welcome. This warship, after refining it, has never tried the power of battle. Just take you to give the Great Wing Warship a try!"

Ye Qin held the flying sword in his hand and stood at the bow of the boat, looking down on the Jindan monks on the island below, with an indifferent expression.

The moment Ye Qin saw Wang Shiwei, the young palace master of Wanluo Palace, come out to watch, his heart suddenly surged with murderous intent.Wang Shiwei sent someone to follow him, and he also brought more than twenty Jindan Middle and Hou monks to come, and it was already very clear what he wanted to do.

Ye Qin's voice fell, and the monks of Wanluo Palace couldn't help but look up suddenly. Completely amazed.

They were all at an altitude of about 1,000 zhang, and they rushed all the way, and they didn't pay attention to whether there were other monks hiding in the clouds at a height of 5,000 zhang.

Even if there were, it was a passing by the infant monks, and it had nothing to do with the purpose of their trip.

"Flying treasure ships?"

"Oh no, it's a warship, a powerful cannon!

"Bastard, how can this surnamed Ye have a small race-level warship?"

"Wanluo Palace, it has only built a few boats, and only the palace master, the elder-level elder and the old man, are allowed to transfer such a warship. And usually I don't see it at all, only the big war will take it out"