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A cyan streamer pierced the void, and gradually, this streamer hovered in mid-air, and when the light dimmed slightly, it revealed a wind boat more than a foot long, and on the wind boat, there was a young man sitting upright.

"Well, that's right, this should be the place indicated by the road map......" the young man began, looking at the island shrouded in white mist below the boat. He was a hundred feet in the air, looking down, and it seemed that the island was no bigger than a palm.

This young man is the pastoral language that has come all the way.

It took him almost half a day to fly hundreds of miles, looking around, and found this place.

The sea is endless, seemingly boundless, whether it is left, right, down or up, it is a clear blue...... Oh, except for the white clouds in some segments of the sky.

So, even if you have a map in hand, it can be time-consuming and laborious to find.

Mu Yu sat on the Qingfeng Boat, holding a spirit stone in his left hand, and luxuriously swallowed a ley of earth vein pills to recover the spiritual power consumed by the long flight.

After about an hour, Mu Yu exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then drove the Qingfeng Boat and went straight towards the "small island" shrouded in white mist.

As he approached, his feet on the sand of the shore, Mu Yu raised his head and closed his eyes, letting his divine sense spread around.

In an instant, when the divine consciousness spread to three miles, it was blocked by the increasingly dense white mist, which seemed to have an effect of isolating the divine consciousness, and it was extremely difficult to continue to spread.

"Quirky. Mu Yu muttered, and his heart became more vigilant and cautious.

Mu Yu came to a stone tablet and wiped the sand and dust off it with his hands, and suddenly, three ancient characters of Xiling Kingdom were revealed

- Sea Kirishima!

This ancient character of Xiling Kingdom is about 3,000 years ago, and the font looks quite similar to the ancient character of Dakang.

Mu Yu has read the ancient history of Xiling Kingdom, three thousand years ago, in the territory of Xiling Kingdom, there is a Baiyun Hou State, which is the feudal state of a certain prince of the Dakang Empire, after the fall of Dakang, the Baiyun Marquis State continued for thousands of years, and was finally destroyed by Huayan Sect, Zhenjue Sect and Sha Zong Ancestor Master joined forces to destroy the country, and the Xiuxian sect in its territory also fled, extinguished.

"The person who decides the fate of a kingdom is never the emperor, but the sect above the world...... "Mu Yu sighed lightly, thinking about the past, how energetic the Emperor Dakang was? led tens of millions of heroes in the world to fight against the sects, wanting to exterminate the great sect of cultivating immortals, so that the secular imperial power is above everything, but unfortunately, such a great emperor who has swallowed the eons still underestimated the strength of the sect, resulting in the slaughter of the entire royal family and the destruction of the Great Kang Kingdom......

"Thousands of years ago, did anyone arrive at the sea of Kirishima?" Mu Yu murmured softly, from these three ancient characters, there is no charm, just like a secular person, carved with a knife.

"Perhaps, thousands of years ago, Sea Kirishima was still inhabited by mortals, and somehow, it became like this. With his hands behind his back, he walked over the stone monument and towards the depths of the island. His divine consciousness always shrouded a radius of one mile, and he was always vigilant and vigilant.

Swamp, see swamp again.

After cultivating immortals for more than ten years, Mu Yu discovered a rule, but wherever there are few people or quite mysterious areas, there will always be large swamps, and since there are swamps, there will be monsters such as Jiao and snakes to inhabit.

Mu Yu smiled indifferently, and when he raised his palm, a spiritual palm slammed away.

Boom!

The stinking water of the mire immediately splashed everywhere, forming a pit a foot deep.

"Well, no?" Mu Yu was surprised, there was not a single demon beast in such a big swamp!?

This is not normal!

Laugh at!

Suddenly, Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and he kicked forward, and then slapped his spiritual palm to the right, and with the help of the anti-shock force, he moved a few feet to the left.

Hiss!

An angry roar came from the place where Mu Yu was originally standing, and I saw that a bucket-thick and more than three feet long Jiao Snake coiled its body together, and the snake looked at Mu Yu with eyes.

Ghost Jiao!

Pastoral whispers.

Ghost Jiao, a demon beast, only has the strength of the second order, but it is extremely good at concealing its body, and some early stage cultivators of the Ghost Jiao, if one is not good, will also be injured by the sneak attack of the Ghost Jiao.

"Hmph. In the blink of an eye, Mu Yu snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, and harnessed the three flying swords, turning into swords and slashing towards the ghost Jiao.

Poof!poof~~

Three blood flowers splattered out, and the ghost Jiao suddenly let out a miserable howl, and its body kept rolling on the ground, and in an instant, it opened its mouth and sprayed, and there was a purple-black ball of light, smashing towards Mu Yu.

Boom!

A golden bowl was sacrificed by Mu Yu, and with one hand, it was enlarged to the size of a grinding disc and collided with the purple-black ball of light.

Sneer~~

Suddenly, a purple-black mist covered the golden bowl, as if there was a corrosive force, causing the light on the surface of the golden bowl to quickly dim.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed, and he pinched again, harnessed the three flying swords, formed a sword rainbow, and stabbed down towards the seven inches of the ghost Jiao.

Sou!

However, the ghost Jiao swung its tail, and its speed was comparable to that of a Lingbao flying magic weapon, and it disappeared in an instant.

Mu Yu hurriedly poked out his divine sense, covering a radius of several miles, and then, his pupils shrank, and he looked up, only to see the ghost Jiao shrunk into the size of a person's arm, a bounce, as if hovering in mid-air, with cold green pupils, open and sharp mouth towards Mu Yu's head.

"Big and small?" Mu Yu secretly shouted, this kind of "big and small" magic power is an extremely profound and terrifying spell in the world of cultivating immortals, some demon beasts with special bloodlines and wisdom roots will also awaken this kind of talent by chance.

Generally speaking, the size of the ruyi is very common in the spiritual treasure magic weapon, the monk infuses mana, you can make the spiritual treasure bigger or smaller, but the magic weapon is a magic weapon after all, and it is different from the supernatural power.

"Slash!" Mu Yu immediately pinched the trick with one hand without hesitation, and the three flying swords sprayed a sword ray, synthesizing a brilliant sword rainbow in the void, facing the sharp mouth of the ghost Jiao, and slashing towards its mouth.

Sou!

Another blur, the ghost Jiao's pastoral words disappeared from sight.

Mu Yu's heart sank, this ghost Jiao's Taoism is only second-order, which is equivalent to the middle stage of human foundation building, but the speed of one body, even the peak monk of foundation building, can barely catch up with the ability of the spirit treasure, besides, it is also good at hidden supernatural powers, which is even more difficult to kill.

"I don't believe it, you can always get rid of my attacks!" Mu Yu sneered, when a phantom flashed in the void, and the ghost Jiao appeared again, suddenly, he slapped the storage bag continuously, and at the same time urged the Sancai Sword Formation and the three flying knives, and slashed towards the Ghost Jiao together.

Boom!Boom~~

A shrill hissing sound reverberated here.

Under the large-scale strangulation, Rao is ghost Jiao's speed was amazing, but he also suffered a flying knife and a sword rainbow attack, and suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his body fell unsteadily into the quagmire and stinky water.

Boom!

A demon-slaying pestle swelled in the void, and then slammed into it, causing the stinking water of the mire to splash out, and the sharp tip pierced into the seven inches of the ghost Jiao.

Hiss......

A terrible hiss came from the mouth of the ghost jiao, and it rolled in the mire, writhing violently, and gradually, as the golden light at the tip of the demon slaying pestle became more and more prosperous, it no longer struggled, and from the length of its arm, it turned into more than three zhang long, floating on the mire, and turned into a dead corpse.

Mu Yu's palm flexed slightly, generating a pulling force, and I saw that this ghost Jiao was being dragged up towards the shore little by little.

Shhh

Suddenly, the ghost Jiao suddenly raised its head, opened its sharp mouth and bit at Mu Yu, and at the same time, its tail was entangled, hooking Mu Yu's legs and twisting to the waist.

Mu Yu was secretly startled, but his expression was not flustered, and a dazzling white light suddenly flashed in his palm.

Glitter!

Under the flash of lightning at close range, the ghost Jiao instantly let out a miserable howl, and was directly and indirectly blinded.

At the same time, Mu Yu swung his fist and slammed it hard at the crack of the seven inches.

Boom~~

Fishy blood splattered out and fell in a gurgling stream.

Mu Yu bent down, dragged the tail of the ghost Jiao, fell over the shoulder, slammed his arms, and only heard a loud "boom", and the body of the ghost Jiao was on the grass behind Mu Yu, smashing out a 'one-line' deep pit.

Shout~~

A mouthful of flying swords made a sound like tearing through the air, and they all slashed down, directly cutting off the thick scale armor of the ghost Jiao, and submerged into its cerebellum, and those who were already dead could no longer die.

Mu Yu exhaled lightly, harnessed the flying sword, dug out the snake gall of the ghost Jiao, and carefully put it into a jade box to seal and preserve.

Then, Mu Yu began to pack up the materials on the ghost Jiao's body.

"Hey, this is ......" Suddenly, Mu Yu's eyes lit up, and he was cutting the body of the ghost Jiao, a sharp knife, which collided with a certain object, and there was a crisp sound.

Jiaodan!

Mu Yu played a water ball technique, and simply cleaned the demon pill, and placed it in the sun, shining with a bright purple luster.

"It's not a small harvest, this demon pill is fed to the Spirit Devouring Scorpion, which is estimated to make it take a step further. There was a hint of joy on Mu Yu's face.

After putting it in the jade box and throwing it into the storage bag, after cleaning up the materials on the ghost Jiao's body, Mu Yu patted the bulging storage bag, smiled with satisfaction, and then put his hands behind his back, silently recited the wind magic mantra, and was wrapped in a faint cyan air current, rushing towards the depths of Sea Fog Island.

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Traveling all the way, Shepherd has spent three days and three nights in Sea Kirishima.

Shepherd fought with a sword to kill the Quartet, and he didn't know how many demon beasts that stood in the way he had killed.

Almost all of these monsters are native to Sea Fog Island, or some turtles, crabs and other amphibious monsters in the Xilong Sea.

During this period, Mu Yu was also in danger, besieged by a group of strange blackbirds, and almost died.

If it weren't for the critical moment, the Sancai Sword Formation was mighty, killing half of the small group of blackbirds, and scaring them away, Muyu's only choice seemed to be to withdraw from Sea Fog Island and give up this possible opportunity.