The cyan sword light accurately hit the Tianluo Bead without any sound, and the Tianluo Bead was not damaged at all, and the sword ray released by the red-robed old man suddenly refracted back and hit his body.

The magic robe was broken in an instant, only to hear a miserable scream from the old man in the red robe, and the figure was instantly rushed out thousands of meters away, leaving only a small red dot.

Even more shocking things happened, the originally shrunken Tianluo Bead suddenly returned to its original size. The monks of the Douwu Sect were shocked to find that a towering mountain peak was pressing towards them.

Whoosh!

The monk on the opposite side fled quickly, but some of them were still slow, and they were hit by Tianluo Zhu, and they were immediately knocked out with a scream.

Although the Douwu Sect advocates physical exercise, these great monks are undoubtedly wearing valuable vestments. However, the automatic defense of the magic robe just hurt them, and how much mana the magic robe exerted on Tianluo Zhu was all hit back on them.

Wang Baoyu gently rubbed the Qiankun bag with his hand and sighed with emotion. This is the key to the reversal of this war, you will not get the divine treasure of the Nine Heavens Xuannu for no reason, on that earth, the world ruled by the empress and the era of the Three Kingdoms Hanxing King must be hidden countless stories.

And the purpose of Wang Baoyu's move forward is to expose all these truths one by one.

It's just a flash of lightning, half of these bullish great cultivators of the Douwu Sect have been seriously injured, and some people simply can't control the flying magic weapon, so they can only staggered and land on the boat.

Tianluo Zhu fell on the sea, did not sink, just floated on the sea, under its weight, the dozens of boats in front of it, all sank into the sea, and many Jindan monks of the Douwu Sect fell.

"It's amazing, it's completely unexpected. Xiaobai exclaimed.

"Wow, that's invincible. Yo Yo was stunned too.

Wang Baoyu was not optimistic about this, and hurriedly took out the Qiankun Trick Bag and aimed at the huge Tianluo Bead below. Whoosh, Tianluo Zhu disappeared, and only some broken dinghy floated above the water.

Only then did everyone know that the high mountain that disappeared from Dongshan Island was actually taken over by the King of the Five Spirits.

"Hurry up!" Without waiting for Wang Baoyu to speak, Man Tong shouted loudly.

The opportunity was rare, several wind runes were hit in an instant, and the warriors shot out golden light defenses to both sides, and in the blink of an eye, the two big ships had already broken through the encirclement.

"When did this old man become a commander?" Xiaobai wondered.

"He must have made arrangements for this. Wang Baoyu said.

The great monks of the Douwu Sect were returning, and those small boats on the sea regrouped and began to pursue the two big ships.

"Take out the Wind Gathering Jade and attack these boats. Mantong shouted.

Only then did everyone understand Mantong's intentions, and they took off the Gathering Wind Jade on their waists one after another, and aimed at the pursuers in the rear.

After several years of accumulation, the wind energy above the Wind Gathering Jade was already very huge, and as the warriors poured their true qi into it, hundreds of vast whirlwind clouds attacked those small boats in the rear together.

In an instant, the wind was overwhelming, like a rolling torrent in mid-air, unstoppable. The boats were swept up into the air one after another, and the monks of the Douwu Sect who were caught up rotated with the wind like fallen leaves, letting out a terrible cry.

"Don't stop, send the wind out!" shouted Mantong.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the sea water was swept into the air, and for a while, the sky and the sea seemed to merge into one.

A monk in the middle stage of the void, desperately cultivating, broke through the strong wind, and just after he appeared, a huge fireball flew in front of him, smashing him back alive.

Another injured Void Void Cultivator staggered out of the wind, and suddenly, a small and incomparably pure wind energy rushed into his chest in an instant.

It was Wang Baoyu who released the Wind Spirit Bead, no matter what steel and iron bones, it couldn't withstand the attack of the Spirit Treasure, the Void Period Monk screamed miserably, and immediately fell, and at the same time, the clone floated in the air, panicked, and didn't know where to flee.

The Wind Tiger roared a gust of wind and once again rushed the clone into the vast wind and sea waves.

The monks of the Douwu Sect thought that they had exercised their bodies all year round, and the wind and tide could not really hurt them, so they couldn't break free, so they simply closed their breath and drifted along the wind, waiting for the wind to calm down.

However, they were very wrong, and the direction in which the wind and tide were rushing was the Sinking Star Sea, a place of death that could devour everything.

The wind was unceremoniously absorbed by the Sinking Star Sea, including those Douwu Sect monks who were caught in it. The wind finally stopped, and the five hundred Jindan monks of the Douwu Sect, the ten Yuan Infant Stage Monks, and the two Void Stage Monks all disappeared, including those carefully built boats.

What's even more terrifying is that neither the clone nor the Yuan Ying can escape.

The injured red-robed old man, with two Void Stage Monks and ten Yuan Infant Stage Monks, approached from a distance, and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

A mighty army disappeared like this, and only a few small boats floating upside down on the sea seemed to tell of unwillingness.

"Whoever sins against me will be punished. ”

On the flying boat, Wang Baoyu's domineering shout came, which frightened these monks of the Douwu Sect, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Shen Wanfang and the others stepped on the flying magic weapon and flew up from the big boat, while Xia Yida stood on Tong Yansong's white boat and beckoned to Wang Baoyu with a smile.

The strength of the Douwu Sect has gone for the most part, and the old man in the red robe doesn't know what to do for a while, and he may not be able to win if he fights, so he goes back, suffering heavy casualties, and he doesn't know how to explain to the sect master.

Turning defense into offense, Wang Baoyu drove the flying boat, holding the starry sword high and approaching the red-robed old man.

Just now he was automatically counterattacked by Tianluo Zhu, and the red-robed old man's treasure knife had already taken off his hand and fell into the Sea of Disillusionment, he gritted his teeth, took out a blood-red bead, and held it in his hand.

"That's the Blood Demon Bead, I really don't understand, how can they all be related to the Demon Clan. Xiaobai reminded.

"King of the Five Spirits, the old man is fighting with you!"

The red-robed old man shouted, and the blood demon bead in his hand was suddenly thrown, and in an instant, the fishy wind hit his face, and the crimson demonic qi seemed to form a dragon shape, heading straight for Wang Baoyu's chest.

There was still no sound, the Blood Demon Bead disappeared, and Wang Baoyu didn't move, looking at the red-robed old man with a mocking.

The red-robed old man's face was redder than his clothes, and on top of this blood demon bead, with his essence and blood, his originally injured body was once again worse.

A starlight sword instantly attacked the red-robed old man, and at the same time, fireballs and winds attacked the two Void Stage Cultivators beside him.

A new war is unfolding in mid-air, and desire and greed have brought only a devastating end to this roadblock pirate of the Douwu Sect.