Sensing Wang Baole's murderous intention, Dekunzi on the side cried out inwardly. Although he was branded as a slave, it was not a last resort. He really did not want to antagonize the three great sects, especially the Zijin New Dao Sect, although it was considered a latecomer in Shenmu Civilization.
However, because of this, his sect's protection against shortcomings is very serious, and its atmosphere is even more frightening. It often kills sects and massacres, and has a notorious reputation.
So instinctively, Dekunzi wanted to persuade him, but before he could say anything, the biological warships of the Purple Gold New Dao Sect's Black Dragon Legion had already taken action!
As the roar reverberated, eight purple beams of light shone in an instant, shot out from the Molong Legion battleship, and landed on the two battleships of Shengtaomen, turning into eight layers of purple nets, covering the Saint
After being enveloped by Taomen's warships, he yanked hard and tried to take him away by force.
The power of suppression was transmitted from these eight rays of purple light, causing all the Shengtao Sect disciples in the battleship to tremble and spurt out blood. Their bodies could not bear this suppression, even the Nascent Soul.
Even Dekunzi's body was trembling slightly. When he looked at Wang Baole, he was troubled and anxious in his heart, and he quickly transmitted his voice.
"Master, if you can bear it, bear with it. Once we turn against the Black Dragon Legion, it will be tantamount to provoking the Zijin New Dao Sect. Unless we stay within the confines of Zhangtian Xingxian Sect and do not go out, there will be a crisis!"
Hearing Dekunzi's voice transmission, Wang Baole's eyes grew colder. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he just asked for resources. Although he was distressed, for the sake of the overall situation, it was not unacceptable. It was just a battleship he built with his own hands.
It means a lot to him, and it consumes too much energy and resources. How can he agree to it if it is taken away.
At the same time, a cold snort came from the biological battleship of the Black Dragon Legion.
"I'll give you three breaths, get out!" When the words came out, a gap opened in the eight-layer purple net, forming a repulsive force that erupted from the inside, instantly pushing the Shengtao Sect monks in the battleship, making everyone seem to be
As if being thrown, it was rolled out of the battleship and scattered across the starry sky.
Only Wang Baole remained on the battleship and never left.
"Aren't you leaving?" Noticing Wang Baole's actions, a cold snort came from the Molong battleship again, and then eight figures teleported out, directly to the surroundings of Wang Baole's battleship, and their spiritual cultivation exploded in full, covering all directions.
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"It's just that Xiao Zong is a master of the gods. If you don't want to leave, then don't leave!" The voice that belonged to the same person as the cold snort before echoed with murderous intent. This person looked like an old man from the outside, with gray hair, a cold and arrogant look, and eyes.
With a chilly feeling.
Facing the eight divine beings, Dekunzi was expelled from the battleship. At this moment, Dekunzi retreated not far away. His face was ugly, and he was struggling in his heart. On the one hand, he was in awe of the Shangzong, and on the other hand, he was robbed and humiliated this time. etc.
Let his fists clench and unclench as the emotions come together.
Compared to him, Wang Baole, who was surrounded by eight psychic monks, was much calmer. He stood on the battleship, his eyes swept across the eight psychic monks from the Molong Legion around him, and finally fell on the old man who spoke.
, he heard that the voice asking for his battleship just now was spoken by the old man of the Black Dragon Legion.
"Can we discuss it and don't take away my battleship? This is a checklist for building a battleship. It took me three years to complete it. If you still want it, can you give me some compensation?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.
, while speaking, he raised his right hand and threw out a jade slip, flying straight towards the old man.
"Do you want compensation?" The old man laughed as if he heard some joke. The other psychics around him also laughed, especially the middle-aged man on the right side of the old man who was in the early stages of psychics and had a mocking look on his face.
, just about to speak, but at the moment when the laughter of these people came out, the jade slip was approaching, and the moment it was exploded by the old man's wave, a large amount of black flames suddenly spread from the collapsed jade slip!
All this happened so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the black flame suddenly became majestic and turned directly into a sea of black fire. From a distance, it looked like a seal, spreading around instantly, sealing off the area where the Black Dragon Legion was, making this place
The fluctuations are difficult to transmit, as if they are isolated!
Almost at the moment when the isolation took effect, Wang Baole's figure disappeared in an instant like an arrow from a string. When he appeared, he was already beside the people of the Molong Legion. At the moment when these people almost reacted, his right hand directly caught the laughter.
On the forehead of the old man who had a meal.
The imperial armor then transformed into ferocious claws. In an earth-shattering roar, the eyes of the old man at the head widened. Before he could struggle and resist, Wang Baole grabbed hard with his right hand and passed it with great force. The old man's head was like
Like a fruit, it was crushed immediately!
No matter how much cultivation the old man had in the middle stage of his spiritual mastery, it was of no use at this moment. All his combat power had no chance to be displayed in front of Wang Baole!
This was certainly due to Wang Baole's incredible combat prowess, but it was also due to the old man underestimating the enemy and Wang Baole taking advantage of the sudden burst of Hell Fire to launch a sneak attack.
As the blood spattered, a large amount of vitality was sucked into Wang Baole's imperial armor from the old man's corpse. His headless corpse also withered into a mummy visible to the naked eye. When Wang Baole let go of his hand, the mummy fell down.
The surroundings were extremely quiet for an instant. The seven psychics next to them, as well as the monks of the Black Dragon Legion in the biological battleship, all opened their eyes in disbelief. Everything before had happened too fast. Even if they had experienced hundreds of battles, they could not
It is difficult to react instantly. After all, this is not the instinctive vigilance when going out to plunder, but facing a small sect in their own cultural sky. In addition, they have suffered previous setbacks and are in a bad mood, so their mentality is naturally different.
So relaxed.
However, the fact that the Molong Legion is ranked seventh in the Zijin New Dao Sect is indeed superhuman. Under this sudden change, without waiting for the command of the gods, the surrounding biological battleships immediately opened up, bursting out with astonishing power, and locked onto Wang Baole.
, fight back immediately.
At the same time, the remaining seven psychics also cooperated with each other quickly. Four of them rushed towards Wang Baole. The three of them retreated and tried to contact the outside world but failed. They knew the key, so they roared and their cultivation levels exploded, trying to blast away the black fire blockade around them.
Pass on the news of the attack.
It's a long story, but from Wang Baole's attack to the moment when the Black Dragon Legion counterattacked, all the processes happened in a blink of an eye. Seeing the Black Dragon Legion's counterattack so quickly, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and when the biological battleship's magical beam hit him,
In an instant, he spoke calmly.
"I didn't want to take action here...but since I have no choice, then...just kill them all."
Almost at the moment Wang Baole opened his mouth, his body was immediately penetrated by those magical beams, and the actions of the four nearby theosophy monks also arrived in an instant. But while the roar spread in all directions, no matter it was the battleship,
The magic was still the magical power of a spiritual cultivator, and it actually penetrated Wang Baole directly when it hit him.
Wang Baole's body blurred in an instant, as if translucent, and spread out like mist, crossing directly in front of him, heading straight for the other three who were about to break through the Hellfire blockade!
The suddenness and speed of the change once again shocked everyone in the Black Ink Dragon Legion. The expressions of the three cultivators who were trying to break through the Hellfire blockade also changed drastically, and they quickly dispersed, hoping to continue tearing apart while Wang Baole was distracted.
Breaking the blockade, this method works for other people, but it is ineffective for Wang Baole!
His body turned into mist, and in this mist there was hidden the Eye of Nightmare that could not be seen by outsiders. It directly covered all directions. No matter how the three psychic gods cloned themselves, they were all within its range. In an instant, Wang Baole was
The mist of incarnation shrouds it.
A shrill scream suddenly came out, the mist rolled and shrank, and when it re-condensed into Wang Baole's figure, three withered mummies that had lost all life were floating around him!
Wang Baole knew that time was running out and the sooner it was over, the more beneficial it would be for him, so without any pause, his body turned into mist again and went straight to the remaining four psychics in the central area.
Among these four spiritual cultivators, there were two old men, one middle-aged man, and a young man. The four of them were extremely frightened at this moment. They watched their fellow disciples being killed like chickens.
Questions arose about the divine cultivation. At this moment, the life and death crisis erupted fiercely. The four people screamed and retreated, and launched their killer moves one after another.
But in the state where Wang Baole transformed into mist, these killer weapons seemed to be of little use. In an instant, they were enveloped by Wang Baole. The two old men were the first to scream and wither their bodies, followed by the middle-aged monk, who only lasted three more breaths.
The body shivered and dried up, except for the last young man... When Wang Baole was approaching in an instant, and in the young man's desperate roar, a palm fell to slap him between the eyebrows...
A wave that made Wang Baole feel palpitated suddenly erupted from the young man's body. Visible to the naked eye, red smoke floated from the young man's seven orifices, condensing into a red palm in front of him, with an earth-shattering, as if
The aura that can suppress everything, press directly towards Wang Baole.
"Protected by immortals?" Wang Baole's eyes suddenly shrank!