The two avatars sent by Pang Jin to ask for help have not heard from them for several months, indicating that those two people are afraid that they have been poisoned, and those who can kill the two avatars must also be the people of the White Bone Palace, Pang Jin did not expect that he had overestimated the name of the Wraith Sect after all, this is the Blue Sky Domain, not the Netherworld.

With hatred for the Sea Clan and the White Bone Palace, Pang Jin stepped away, and as soon as he left, countless huge Sea Clans rushed onto the island, completely destroying the cross-domain teleportation array, and the stone pillars and materials of the foundation of the building array were shattered.

Looking back at the destroyed island, Pang Jin couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, he was angry, and then he didn't turn back to the direction of the Netherworld.

Since the construction of the teleportation array failed, then go back and bring in strong troops, this evil breath, Pang Jin must be revenged.

The benefits of the teleportation array, it can span the two places in an instant, the Wraith Soul Sect has a great cause, and there are countless disciples under it, if there is a teleportation array that goes directly to the Qingkong Domain, it is equivalent to the people of the Wraith Soul Sect who can attack and retreat, which is not only convenient, but also more useful for the battle situation, but even if there is no teleportation array, the people of the Wraith Soul Sect are not unable to reach the Qingkong Domain, but the time it takes is very long.

With Pang Jin's combined cultivation, it would take more than ten years to come from the Netherworld to the Qingkong Domain, and as for the years and months spent by the Transformation God and the Yuan Infant, he came this time, and he also took a large-scale flying magic weapon, otherwise so many disciples of the Wraith Soul Sect would not be able to reach the realm at the same time.

A round trip is twenty years, if you want to carry more people and take the flying magic weapon, then it will take more time, and when Pang Jin brings a large number of strongmen to the Qingkong Domain again, it will be at least a few decades later.

The bottom of the sea was destroyed, and the last thoughts of Pang Jin vanished, and in a short time, his figure disappeared from the sky.

At this time, the island group has been completely occupied by the sea tribes, half a year of the war, the sea tribes killed 100,000 monks, including more than ten gods alone, the yuan babies are countless, the seized storage bags alone are as many as tens of thousands, and when the sea tribes choose a flat island, after pouring out all the things in the storage bags, the entire island is almost filled with elixir and spirit grass.

One hundred thousand monks, this number is already very amazing, and the spirit grass spirit pill they carry together, even if they used to be an eighth-level sea beast without intestines, their eyes are straight.

There are piles of spiritual grass, and magic weapons are mountains, but it is a little strange that there are so many people, there are not many spirit stones left, especially the refining materials, which are even more pitiful, and it is no wonder that the people of the Wraith Soul Sect have almost exhausted all the refining materials in order to strengthen the defense array, and in order to resist the sacrifice of the earth fire, the spirit stones have also been consumed.

Fortunately, the sea tribes are not keen on refining materials and spirit stones, and the spirit grass spirit pill is their favorite, so under the gathering of various leaders, this island full of treasures has become a place to divide the dirt.

Bai Yi looked at these seventh-level demon cultivators noisily with a smile, except for a few useful spirit grasses, Bai Yi didn't take any of those spirit pills and magic weapons, and left them all to the Sea Clan.

When it came to the realm of transforming into gods, high-level and even top-grade magic weapons were no longer of much use to Bai Yi, as for the elixir, these things refined by low-level cultivators, Bai Yi really didn't look at them.

A day later, the treasures on the island were finally divided by the leaders of the various sea tribes, and then the island was filled with feasts, and the demon cultivators above the sixth level raised their glasses to celebrate this great victory.

Once the Sea Clan had a feast, there was basically no time to say, and after drinking for three days in a row, several seventh-level leaders were still unsatisfied, but Bai Yi had already left the island and came to the island not far away where a cross-domain teleportation array had been established.

The cross-domain teleportation array that the Wraith Soul Sect took several years to build, Bai Yi was reluctant to destroy it, and at the edge of the island, with a wave of his hand, a phantom array was removed by Bai Yi, and the broken island was restored to its original appearance in the next moment, and the base of the teleportation array was intact.

Pang Jin had been gone for four days, and at this time Bai Yi could be sure that the other party would not kill him, and as for blinding Pang Jin with a phantom array, he had to do it as a last resort.

If Pang Jin is not completely dead, this cross-domain teleportation array will not have peace, no matter how many sea clans there are, they will not be able to really kill a combined monk, and if they are remembered by a combined powerhouse, Bai Yi's future plans will not work.

This cross-domain teleportation array was extremely useful to Bai Yi, so he used the phantom array to disguise it as a teleportation array and was destroyed, the purpose was to let Pang Jin see it and leave without worry.

Pang Jin, who was already so angry that he squirted out a mouthful of blood, if he knew that he was tricked again when he was leaving, he didn't know how many mouthfuls of blood he would have to squirt.

On the island full of wine banquets, between the demon cultivators pushing the cups and changing the lamps, they heard a muffled sound of collapse, and they saw from a distance that the island with the teleportation array had been moved to the bottom of the sea by Bai Yi with mana.

"What's the use of the fourth master wanting that to break the formation, it takes so much effort to move the island, it's better to smash that small island to pieces. ”

"What do you know, the human race likes things like magic weapon formations the most, although the fourth master is my demon clan, but there is also human blood, don't people like to study formations, what's wrong with you." ”

"How dare I care about the fourth master's idle affairs, I'm just talking, if it were me, I'd rather eat a few spirit grasses than break the formation. ”

"The spirit grass is indeed delicious, but the magic weapon of the human race tastes better, hehehehe. ”

Click, click, the last one to speak was Ghost Fang, who was holding a high-level magic weapon and gnawing wildly at this time, and the powerful magic weapon of a short time had already entered his stomach.

The pomfret can eat everything, and even the magic weapon can be bitten.

After moving the cross-domain teleportation array into the seabed along with the island, Bai Yi began a short retreat repair formation, and in just a few days, this teleportation array to the Netherworld had been completely constructed by him, and it was only one minute of material needed to be opened.

Standing in the depths of the seabed, Bai Yi raised his head and looked in the northwest direction, in his perception, the doppelganger had already begun to move.

On a barren land not much away from the blue sky, a handsome young man was standing on the seashore, barefoot, letting the waves come.

Whoa, whoa......

Wading through the sea, the young man walked slowly towards the sea, as if feeling the coolness of the sea and the glow of vitality.

"Immortal ......"

On the waist-high sea, the young man's body began to rise slowly, and he actually stepped on the water surface and walked into the sky, his cold eyes flashed with the cold light of desire and hatred, and the next moment, this monster that had endured the suffering of thousands of years of thunder finally soared into the sky.

"Immortal Lord, I'm back, why is your divine soul much weaker than it was 10,000 years ago?

The mad and crazy words surged in the boundless wind and waves on the sea, and in the monstrous evil waves, the young man's face appeared hideous, and the roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Are you ready to meet this Mahayana clone, my Immortal Master!hahahaha!"

After thousands of years of heavenly thunder tribulation, an immortal Mahayana body was finally concarnated, and now, this terrifying doppelganger is turning into a thunderbolt, flying in the direction of the blue sky with a wild laugh. (To be continued.) )