Mo Xian borrowed the strong wind, and the sea boat bulged its sails and rushed eastward like an arrow, but compared with the speed of the black light expanding behind it, it was still a small witch. The ship was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it went down more than ten miles. Even the captain was stunned at this speed. Although in the dark night, he had never seen such a fast ship.

But compared with the black light that seemed distant behind, it was very fast. The boat had only been running for more than ten miles, and the black light behind it chased after it. Mo Xian had no choice but to think about it, the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner appeared above his head. He could not move the tortoise shell, but he could move the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner.

The Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner appeared, and endless monster roars appeared in the air, and phantoms of giant beasts appeared, rushing towards the black light behind.

But something helpless happened. As soon as the phantom of the giant beast touched the black light, it merged into the black light. Although it was a phantom, it was formed by the beast soul. The Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner suddenly became powerful. Mo Xian's face turned pale. The Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner was damaged, and it was not easy for him to live. The gods and demons of the Great Yan Tianmo were indeed used by everything.

Mo Xian was about to abandon the ship and launch the Golden Light Technique of the Earth, but he was still the first to save his life. For him, the mortals on the ship had tried their best, but they were not lucky.

At this moment, something in his body moved. Mo Xian was stunned. This object had already jumped on his head. It was the Wujian altar. As soon as the altar appeared, infinite black light radiated out. Although it was black light, it was clearly visible in the dark night. Going down to the town, the entire ship was protected. When the black light of the altar came into contact with the black light of the gods and demons, the gods and demons seemed to have seen something terrible, and the black light quickly retreated.

But the altar did not let it go. The black light was like a pillar, like a suction force. With a loud sound, a huge god and demon suddenly became smaller and quickly threw it towards the altar. The light flashed, but it became a relief sculpture as big as a grain of rice.

Qianxuzi passed on his altar, in addition to sacrificing, he was to protect himself, and there were no relief patterns on the altar. In this way, Bu Ya began to open a door for Mo Xian.

The forty-nine gods and demons, together with Tai Zhou himself, were in the same 50th day of the day, but Mo Xian collected one of them. The number was incomplete. Tai Zhou's foothold was still on Taiping Island, more than a hundred miles away from this place. He was controlled by the demon. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the forty-nine gods and demons had lost contact in the east. He was stunned. What happened?

He took a step forward and appeared on the edge of the black light. As soon as he appeared, he saw the altar and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, as if his nemesis was his. He shouted, and the black light quickly retreated like a tide.

He was controlled by the devil. If he was awake, he might take another measure. One thing threatened him. All he had to do was to snatch the thing and destroy it even if it didn't work.

It was not until a few days later that the devil hid in his heart that he woke up. He regretted it when he remembered this incident. He knew that it was a treasure and should have been snatched it at that time.

As soon as he woke up, the first priority was to settle accounts with the Donghai Alliance. These matters were no longer Mo Xian's business.

But Mo Xian's troubles had not yet passed. He thought he was fine. The next day, he was basking in the sun on the boat. A small boat rushed out of the water from the bottom of the sea and shouted: "Stop the boat!"

The captain shuddered, and the boat slowed down. Mo Xian looked at them. The boat was very small, with only seven or eight people in capacity, but it was not full, with only four people. He asked the captain: "Who are you? Have you all done this before?"

"No, this is the first time." The captain smiled bitterly.

"I understand, this is the fairy ship of the East China Sea Alliance." Mo Xian sneered, "Stop the ship first and see what they say."

Mo Xian spoke, the captain's heart calmed down a little, and the boat stopped slowly.

"We are from the East China Sea Alliance, and we are here to chase a fugitive." said a short young man on the boat.

"What is the East China League? It actually asked others to stop the boat. What right do you have to ask others to stop the boat?" Mo Xian said bluntly.

"So brave, it's him!" another man shouted.

"You East China Sea Alliance regard others as ants. What does I have to do with your East China Sea Alliance? You actually define me as a fugitive. Maybe you are used to being arrogant. I have never heard of the East China Sea Alliance before. If you know the truth, get out now."

"You are dead if you dare to offend me, Donghai Alliance!" The four of them cursed. The short man immediately took up a flying knife. This was a magic weapon. With a flash of light, he fell to Mo Xian's head.

Mo Xian sneered: "It's just right to make a profit from you!"

Mo Xian had just achieved his sword energy and could be regarded as a sword cultivator. Sword cultivator broke all kinds of magic weapons with one sword. Unlike magic weapons and weapons that only hold sword-shaped shapes, they rely entirely on treasures. The power of the treasures determines their power.

But the sword cultivator is different, especially Mo Xian, who is about to establish his authority when he saw the opponent take action, his sword moves, and with a clang, the Yin Talisman sword flew from behind. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a sharp and stern aura came to his face. With a light "snarling", the flying knife broke into two pieces and fell like a firefly. The short man's face changed and he shouted: "What a thief, dare to destroy my treasure..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light had already arrived and interrupted his words. A person next to him threw out a ring object, thinking that it could block Yan Guang, but he heard a scream. The sword light had already divided the ring object into two halves and landed on the short man's neck, and blood immediately rose.

Under one sword, two treasures were killed by Mo Xian.

"Get out!" Mo Xian took back his sword and said coldly without looking at the other three.

The three of them said nothing, and the ship immediately sank into the water and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Xian knew that there would be someone coming later. He didn't care, but he could not compare. Even his natural golden light technique, even the Nascent Soul monk, would probably not be able to catch up with him. Before that, he had to arrange the people on the boat.

As expected, on the third day, when the ship arrived near a deserted island, he broke through the air behind him and stood up: "Who killed the disciples of the East China Sea Alliance?"

"What a great mighty!" Mo Xian sneered, "I killed it. Since you are here, then see you on the island!"

After saying that, his body flashed and appeared on the island. Mo Xian took this opportunity to focus the East China Sea Alliance entirely on himself, and the sea boat was naturally fine.

Three lights of escape saw Mo Xian on the island, and they also went up to the island. Seeing this, the sea boat did not dare to look at it anymore. The sail rose and left quickly. The captain also knew that his fate with Mo Xian had been over.

Among the three monks, one is a Jindan monk, and the other two are all those who have been picked by Tiangang.

"It's great. If someone offended the East China League, he would have been hiding long ago. Only you are so arrogant, you will die today." The Jindan monk looked at Mo Xian with his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Mo Xian shook his head inadvertently: "Dutish mox yawns - such a big tone, I don't know where your confidence comes from."

"You, a foundation-building monk, don't even want me to take action. My two companions are enough to subdue you. However, in order to save time, I will do it myself." After saying that, he took action casually, and a big hand that seemed to be a hand but not a hand, a claw but not a claw rose from behind him and grabbed Mo Xian.

Mo Xian sneered and did not dodge. When he was about to come, he would not use spells. He punched and the power of a dragon burst out. The opponent was just made of magic and looked scary. The real power was like an ant compared to Mo Xian's power of a dragon. With a bang, his hands dispersed.

Mo Xian broke his magic with one punch, which shocked the Jindan monk and thought to himself that he had so much strength that he was a physical cultivator.

Mo Xian broke his big hand and was unreasonable. He was shocked by the mistake under his feet. Mo Xian had already appeared in front of him and slashed at him with a chopping fist. In his eyes, it was like a mountain-breaking axe, and it was chopped down according to him. Mo Xian's speed and attack speed made him not have time to react, so he had to retreat backwards.

"You actually dare to attack Uncle Jin!" another monk shouted.

There was another monk who was shocked when he saw Mo Xian appear. Fortunately, Mo Xian was not targeting him, so he had no time to react. Uncle Jin is worthy of being a Jindan monk and instinctively retreated to get out of Mo Xian's attack.

At this time, the golden sword of the monk next to him had arrived. It was a magic weapon. Mo Xian ignored it at all. He took a step forward and the fist in his hand collapsed. His whole body and arms flashed with jade light. This time, Uncle Jin could no longer avoid it. His body immediately flew up, and blood from his mouth was spurted out desperately.

At the same time, the golden sword had hit him. The golden sword made a dull sound like he hit Bai Ge, but failed to break through Mo Xian's skin. Before the golden sword was retracted, the Yin Talisman Sword behind Mo Xian had turned into a terrifying sword light. With a "scarlet" sound, the golden sword turned into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Mo Xian's sword light did not retract, but pointed directly at the monk. A body-protecting spirit appeared on the monk. As soon as he touched the sword light, the body-protecting spirit immediately collapsed. As soon as the sword light passed, he divided into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Not long after the fight, a monk died.

Uncle Jin yelled: "I want to kill you, otherwise I will be sorry to die at your hands!"

He pointed with a finger and a bang, and a wall of fire was pressed straight towards Mo Xian. Taking this opportunity, he held his head and slapped it. Three red lines flew out from behind his head, hovering in the air, falling straight into Mo Xian.

Mo Xian slashed a monk, but the sword did not retract it, but swept straight in front of him. As soon as the fire wall was pressed over, the sword light had arrived. The sword light swept away, and the fire wall was immediately extinguished. It was indeed a sword that broke all the magic. No matter what spell the other party had, I just slashed away with one sword, and the sword light was everywhere, sweeping away everything.
Chapter completed!