Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 139.

Zong Yuan, a monk mixed in with the sailors, Mo Xian saw it, and Tai'an and Wu Ji also saw it, but they just swept away and stopped caring, but cared about Mo Xian, Mo Xian Although Xian cautiously restrained his own fluctuations, both of them were Golden Core cultivators, so they could still see some clues, but they were not familiar with the way of Huang Ting that Mo Xian walked, and they only thought he was a Qi-refining cultivator. Cultivators, just have some unique features in their bodies, which should be physical training, so they don't pay much attention to them.

But neither of them expected that Zong Yuan would actually move. With the force of the imperial object, Yan Jiu felt that the knife in his hand was pulled by a strong force and left his neck. As the sword protruded, Yan Jiu let out a scream, and the black wind swept by, and she fell on the boat.

"Thank you little brother!" Zhongping escaped from danger and said to Zongyuan.

"Be careful!" Mo Xian called out.

A flash of sword light flashed, Zhong Ping fell into a pool of blood, the flying sword flashed, and only landed on Zong Yuan's head, Mo Xian saw that Tai'an made a move, and when Tai'an made a move, Wu Ji's handprints came together, and the wind swept the fire directly Tai'an, Tai'an had no choice but to return his sword to defend himself.

Zhongping is dead, but Zongyuan is not sad at all.

"Boy, when did you come from?" Tai'an Jianguang Chenghong asked, sweeping away the wind and fire in front of him.

"A casual cultivator, Zhongping killed my father back then." Zong Yuan said.

"Then why did you save him?"

"I'm not saving him, I just don't want him to die by your hands. Unfortunately, he still dies by your hands." Zong Yuan said.

Tai'an laughed out loud, the wind picked up around him, and Xiaoping and Chen Fei were about to leave. Wu Ji sneered, "Where are we going?"

Just as he was about to cast a spell, Tai'an turned around and threw something, a little starlight, like a flying star towards Wu Ji, a thunder bead!Mo Xian's face was very ugly. If the thunder beads were to explode, the ship would be destroyed, and none of the mortal sailors on board would survive.

Wu Ji obviously didn't pay attention to the mortals on the boat, his figure flashed and appeared in the sky, but Zong Yuan's face changed, he also saw Lei Zhu, a Jiling, body and sword united, and jumped out of the boat , although he pities such a sailor, his own life is at stake.

The talisman appeared in Mo Xian's eyes, and the thunder beads were about to burst out. The Yin Fu sword appeared in his hand, and the sword in his hand pulled out a light curtain, wrapped the thunder beads with soft strength, and turned his hand, the thunder beads seemed to be glued to the sword. He stopped, then flicked his hand, the sword buzzed, and the thunderball flew out, falling forty or fifty feet away, and fell into the sea water, with a bang, a column of water shot up into the sky.

With his feet silently, he suppressed the sea boat. In the waves, the sea boat didn't even heave. This move was beyond the expectations of the two factions, but Mo Xian's depth could not be seen.

Mo Xian's move is not like a magic spell at all, but a four-two punch in martial arts, but is the martial arts like this? The right one is Lei Zhu, who actually resolved it for him.

There were also merchants on board, as well as the captain and sailors, all of them were stunned. They appeared from the two factions, and when the island in front of them rose up, they were stunned and dazzled. Everything was beyond their expectations.

"Don't set sail yet, get out of here!" Mo Xian shouted, naturally with a calming force, everyone was excited, and immediately returned to their positions. The standard is that gods fight, and mortals are unlucky.

In the sky, magical artifacts and magic weapons were flying all over the sky, with strange lights and dazzling sounds, and the sound of roaring was endless, and people could not stop falling from midair and falling into the sea.

Mo Xian smiled wryly, he didn't know what kind of bad luck he was in, he encountered such a thing when he went out to sea once, and he didn't fully understand the matter, he only knew that the East China Sea Alliance and Taiping Island were at war, and he didn't know why they started the war, it was to fight for territory, Or something else, Mo Xian doesn't know anything, it seems that the East China Sea is more chaotic than the mainland.

The boat sailed outwards, and both sides found the real fire. The 21 large boats of the East China Sea League set up their formations, and the boats boomed, emitting huge clusters of colored light continuously. Mo Xian recognized it as a kind of evil spirit. , The East China Sea Alliance collected the evil spirits of the sky and the earth, and condensed them into a one-time attack treasure. The evil spirit bombarded the formation on Taiping Island, bursting out sparks and smoke for a day, and the formation was incessantly flickering.

Wu Ji saw the sea boat heading out under Mo Xian's command, and with a wave of his hand, a sun and a moon rose from his side, and the sun and the moon shone brightly, covering the boat with an aura of destruction. .

Mo Xian felt that the place where the sun was shining was extremely hot, while the place where the moon was shining was extremely cold. He actually used spells on ordinary people. The crew immediately screamed, and half of the ship began to freeze, while the other half began to smoke. .

Mo Xian pointed to the sky, and the divine thunder method was launched. In an instant, the clouds were dense, thunder fell like rain, and thunderbolts intersected. Countless lightning flashed by, interrupting his spellcasting. Xiaolei method is originally a great law, which integrates summoning thunder, praying for rain, praying for sunshine, stopping wind, fighting evil spirits, summoning ghosts and gods, etc. With the help of wind, the boat flies outward like an arrow leaving the string.

But Taiping Island took the opportunity to counterattack. For a while, the entire sea was roaring with wind, fire, thunder and lightning, as well as various precious lights and air masses.

Wu Ji couldn't care about Mo Xian, anyway, he couldn't run away, even if he left, it would be easy to catch up to him, now Taiping Island has to be dealt with.

When the monks from the East China Sea League saw them, several monks were about to turn around and attack the ship. Wu Ji shouted: "Let them go, they can't escape, take Taiping Island first."

When the monks heard this, they no longer cared about the ships, and attacked the formation of Taiping Island more vigorously one by one. Mo Xian sat on the sea ship and rushed out smoothly, sailed away, and the flames shot up into the sky behind him, and there were constant explosions. Come.

The captain, the sailors, and the businessman breathed a sigh of relief. They thought they were dead just now, but no one expected that a single passenger on board was actually an immortal teacher.

The captain and the businessman respected Mo Xian very much, but some crew members were burned or frostbitten by the magic of the sun and the moon, and they all relaxed at this moment, and couldn't help crying out.

Mo Xian sighed, they were not wrong, the monks of the East China Sea League and Taiping Island didn't pay attention to them at all, just like a person who didn't pay attention to the cats and dogs around him at all, neither malicious nor kind, they just thought Of course.

But because of Mo Xian's existence, they paid attention to the ship. They could tell the priority. Mo Xian heard from them that Taiping Island was out of the water, and it would take at least twelve hours to sink it. Mo Xian has twelve hours, and the rest depends on whether the East China Sea Alliance cares.

But Mo Xian couldn't place his hope on their kindness, he was alone, if he left the ship, Mo Xian didn't know whether the other party would let the ship go.Ever since Mo Xian realized the truth that "the virtue of heaven and earth is life", he has attached great importance to human life, probably because when he was a killer, he killed too much and felt uneasy.

The crew on the ship invited him to the room where Wu Ji and Taian lived. The captain held out a box. The captain and the merchant representative said, "Master Immortal, this belongs to those two Immortal Masters. To the immortal master."

They heard the conversation between Wu Ji and Tai'an, and they guessed that it was Jin Sibi Luojie. They didn't know what it was, they only knew that it was a kind of fairy medicine, which might be useful for Mo Xian.

Mo Xian glanced at them with a half-smile, and knew in his heart that this thing would be a disaster for them sooner or later, and of course they also had the idea that the disaster would turn eastward.

Mo Xian is a killer. He has seen the ugliness of human nature and the brilliance of human nature. He doesn't think they are wrong and doesn't expect them to be saints.

"Okay, I'll take it. When they come looking for it, you just say I took it." Mo Xian said flatly.

"Master Immortal, are you going to leave? You can't abandon us. We will pay you to protect us." The businessman was in a hurry and heard that Mo Xian wanted to leave.

Mo Xian smiled: "I'm on the boat, maybe I hurt you."

"Master Immortal, you said you were on our ship." The captain pleaded.

Mo Xian sighed, he didn't want to leave the ship, he was on the ship, and he was sure that the people from the East China Sea League or Taiping Island would not harm the people on board, and if they left the ship, their fate would be hard to say.

Mo Xian was on the boat, and the boat was full of wind, and it was galloping towards the east. Mo Xian didn't use any hands or feet. If there are monks on this boat, ordinary people can't count on them. Instead of using tricks or giving them talismans, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive, so it's better to keep your spirits up. If the people from the East China Sea League chase after them, it's easy to deal with them.

Not long after Mo Xian left, Taiping Island released a refined phantom, unknowingly staggered away from the main island, and the main island sank at an accelerated rate, only the island owner knew.If it sinks into the sea eye, it will not be able to surface in the next Jiazi, but obviously the East China Sea Alliance has made sufficient preparations and has no choice but to sink.

Just as it was sinking, there was a loud bang, followed by nine more bangs, a huge column of smoke rose into the sky, the island stopped suddenly, and the refined phantom disappeared.

I haven't figured out what's going on yet, so my subordinates reported that the nine small islands in the southeast were lost, the fifth elder was killed, and his disciple was betrayed.

The owner of the island shook his body, so Xuan didn’t fall down. He didn’t expect that traitors appeared on the island, and the sinking stopped. The elixir was planted all over Taiping Island. In addition, if the situation of Taiping Island is not right, it will sink into the sea eye. If the sea eye is attacked, it will cause a catastrophe, and the attacker will not be spared.

It's too late to regret it now, and there was a flash of violence in his eyes. If that's the case, don't blame him for burning everything. The breath suddenly came to this sea area.

The wind stopped, and all the sounds stopped. Seahorse creatures like fish and shrimp had almost run away when they started. Only some tiny creatures were still there. At this time, such creatures seemed to be doomed When they arrived, they fled desperately, and some of them inside turned upside down and died.

Wu Ji's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)