On the boat, I inquired about the situation of Fan Island to the side of Han Shan Tong, but I didn't expect that Fan Island is now famous, "There is a group of demons on the island who call themselves monks, and they do what magic things they do to people everywhere, pretending to be gods and deceiving people", Han Shan Tong is a little disdainful, the biggest demon is in front of you, you are pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, forget it, those who don't know are not guilty, it is not good to have a seizure, "but I heard that there is still a bit of Taoism, and it has been attacked by several forces, and it has survived", Han Shan Tong finally gave a little positive evaluation.

A month later, a giant shadow of the Divine Palace appeared in the sky ahead, majestic above the sea and sky, the momentum was as strong as the power of the sky, the monks who flew over densely like ants, the sea water below was boiling, countless krakens were gathering, dividing their respective territories, all kinds of flying magic weapons, magic ships were divided and combined, combined into their respective camps, seizing the advantageous terrain, and waiting for the Divine Palace to open. I was also a little dumbfounded when I saw the big scene, what kind of scene it was: like the chariot of the gods descending on the sea of suffering, all beings are worshipping, praying, longing, competing for a glimmer of opportunity and creation given by God, pious and crazy, apprehensive and persistent. An atmosphere of frenzy, blood, killing, greed, cunning, and determination brewed quietly, the calm before the storm, the waiting before the desperate, the confrontation before the blood flowed into the sea. All living beings are silently accumulating a qiē energy, just waiting for that firework to ignite this terrible feast. Kill or be killed, get a qiē or lose all, and none flinch. Bitter Sea, crazy!

The atmosphere will infect people, not to mention such a powerful aura, the children of the Han family on the ship were excited, eager to try, only the opportunity and creation of the Guiru Shrine in their eyes, thinking that it was easy to obtain, shouting and urging the ship to speed up, only the horror and vicissitudes of life appeared in the eyes of Hanshan Tong. I looked sadly at the people on the boat, wondering how many people would be able to go home. It's time for me to go home, Fan Island is also home, say goodbye to Hanshan Tong, he is a little puzzled and asks, "It's almost there, aren't you going?", "I didn't think about it, I just went home, it's not my home." "There are very few monks like you who are in a good state of mind", "Where is the access, it's just a casual distraction, I don't like to join in the fun, seek the Tao, where you can't ask for it, where there is no Tao", laughed and flew in the direction of the sail island.

Before I got closer, I felt that something had happened to the sail island, and a few monks sitting on the demon bird blocked my way, "This place is taken over by the Twelve Docks, get away!", a big man who is as strong as an ox scolded, "A plastic god dares to go alone in the middle of the year, don't you know how to write the word dead? , There is a kind, but the people who scolded me are scattered, this is the Yin King's confession to me, I remember, the suppressed breath exploded, the demon bird exploded into a blood rain in a hiss, several monks' bodies began to crumble, frightened and fled backwards, the dementor banner fell like a canopy, several monks struggled for a few breaths and were torn apart by the Yin Spirit, the stump and broken arm fell like rain, and the living soul was taken in, I don't want your soul to fly away, I want you to never be reborn.

Standing on Ku Ding, rushing to the meteor to the sail island, this time it is mostly the disaster of the pond fish, the sail island is not far from the opening of the Guixu Shrine, this what twelve docks most likely take a fancy to the sail island, want to be a base, want to be a base, I let this place become your cemetery, if there are dead and injured on the sail island, I will immediately go to your lair. I thought hatefully, when my divine sense detected thousands of feet away, the sail island was besieged, all kinds of spiritual weapons and magic weapons smashed on the fully open protective array, and the four giant magic boats rose up one after another, and the space of the sail island was like not being able to withstand the huge spiritual power fluctuations, and there were spatial cracks that were invisible to the naked eye, so many souls were formed together, if it wasn't for wanting to leave the sail island, the island would have sunk a long time ago.

What comforts me is that none of the people on Sail Island begged for mercy, ran away, panicked, and struggled in silence, vowing to live and die with Sail Island, which is a kind of will, which is more rare than the realm. The will comes from tribulations, and if you can't cultivate, you can't realize it, you can only experience it, and you can only realize it when you experience it.

My coldness made the Xuan Sledgehammer that had just come out a little uncomfortable, and I didn't have a trace of emotion and asked: "Sledgehammer, what do they call me?", "Taishang Protector", "Call you", "Dharma Protector Holy Beast", "It's good to understand, two boats in front, one for each person, three breaths to kill" A dark gray tomb in the Dharma Realm stood quietly in the air, the Dharma Ship shrunk and was integrated into the tomb, the gray tomb was a little transparent, and the situation inside could be seen clearly, hundreds of terrified monks rushed out of the boat, desperately attacking something, three of the Soul Shaping Dharma Realm talisman rushed left and right, with a look of shock, and before they could figure out what was going on, suddenly they all remained in various postures and did not move, the flesh and blood dissipated into skeletons, and finally the Dharma Boat, The skeleton melted and disappeared, the color of the tomb became darker, and it disappeared out of thin air with the Law Realm, three breaths!

My side is silent, the Xuanda Sledgehammer is earth-shattering, a hundred-zhang Xuanwu statue appeared between heaven and earth, the giant spirit-like turtle body bowed down, both paws in the sea, such as holding a handful of water, the giant Dharma boat was like a toy, wrapped in the water balloon and played by Xuanwu, the monk who rushed out was played with all kinds of dizzy, maybe I felt that my gaze did not dare to delay, I sent the water balloon into the giant mouth, chewed it a few times, spit it out, the sky was full of flesh and blood stumps, and the remnants of the Dharma boat fell in all directions, three breaths! Bah, bah, bah, Xuanwu lowered his head and kept spitting," What the hell, it's too unpalatable, it's unappetizing, Mr. and the others will have to make a big meal to make up for it", the buzzing sound spread all around, and foodies are always foodies.

The great change that occurred in the three breaths made the remaining monks frightened and inexplicable, and three souls flew out of each of the two Dharma boats, and under the pressure of one person and one demon in the sky, they released the protection of the Dharma Realm with all their might, not daring to have the slightest intention of attacking. As soon as I waved my hand, the dementor banner flew out and inserted it on the rudder peak, turning into a giant banner of heaven and earth in the wind, and the ghost bat claws on the banner pole grabbed the sky fiercely, as if I wanted to capture the soul of the sky, the banner was like a curtain covering the sky, covering all directions, the sky was upside down, gloomy and gloomy like a ghost domain, the sea waves did not dare to rise, it was as quiet as the dead sea, and the monks and Dharma ships who wanted to escape did not dare to act rashly.

"I'm back!", an angry roar spread all over the world, and several figures flew out of the island, "Meet the Supreme Protector, meet the Dharma Protector Holy Beast!", Jinghai brought the people to see, "Welcome the Taishang Dharma Protector and the Dharma Protector Holy Beast home!", and a neat shout was also heard on the island. Jinghai's robe was tattered, and he still looked like a light and upright person, Jingxin was like a withered but still a stumbling face, and the spear that had been broken by the sea dust was still in his hand, kneeling on the ground, as if blaming himself, I helped him up and patted him on the shoulder, "Shizun personally refines the spear magic weapon for you" , Hai Luo cried out and threw herself into her arms, her beautiful blue hair was gray, her haggard face was even dead, her heart was inexplicably painful, the nameless fire was burning in her heart, and she couldn't control the Tianmu, and there was a phanther in her left eye, she picked up Hai Luo and whispered in her ear: "I won't let you be hurt again", Huo Ran turned around and pinched the two Dharma boats that were not even toys in Tianmu, Haitian shook, my hand was magnified countless times, and each hand pattern seemed to be the rules of heaven and earth, the thing in the palm of the hand, broken! In the fluttering of the dementor flag, none of the living souls escaped.

Hai Luo in my arms, fell asleep like a kitten, slept very sweet, fragrant and beautiful, Haichen stood on the body of the Xuan sledgehammer, like a sea patrol yaksha, very cool, Jing Xin squeezed his eyebrows and made eyes on the side, Jing Hai knew that it would be so profound, Han Shantong said well, the sail island is full of liars who pretend to be ghosts, but I like it, true!

Twelve chain docks, twelve plastic souls are all destroyed, although they are all in the early stage of soul shaping, in normal times, it is definitely an earth-shattering event, countless divine consciousness has long noticed the movement here, and the soul flag on the helm peak summons the bitter sea: those who commit sail islands will be punished even if they are far away.