"Demon, demon cultivator?" Li Xiuyue's words were trembling.

Demon cultivator!

The demon cultivator I have never seen before has arrived?

Moreover, there was such a big group when they arrived!

The sea surface suddenly started to roll, and the water rushed in all directions.

A hundred-foot-sized black shadow gradually emerged from the water, and someone whispered: "Gui, Gui Xiu?"

I saw turtle shells more than ten feet in size floating on the sea. In an instant, they turned into human shapes and stood in the water.

Xuan Wuji's face was extremely gloomy!

He did not look at the tortoise cultivators who were more than ten feet in size, but kept staring into the sea water.

A turtle shell more than ten feet in size rose slowly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone's eyes dazzled as a figure appeared in front of them.

An old man carrying a turtle shell looked at them with an indifferent expression.

"Fellow Taoist Turtle, do you have any advice?" Xuan Wuji raised his hand and asked, "This place is still close to the mainland, right?"

The old man said in a low voice: "All sea areas belong to our scope. This is the rule set by the two sides thousands of years ago. Could it be that after discovering the spirit stone vein, we will not admit it?"

Xuan Wuji secretly has bad luck!

I originally thought that I could dig up spiritual stones quietly, even if I could dig for a few more days.

"Friend Daoist Turtle, this place is not more than a thousand miles away from the mainland. Logically speaking, it neither belongs to the sea nor the mainland. It belongs to the buffer zone of both sides. Therefore, the spirit stone mine here should not be owned. Whoever discovered it should be responsible.

To whom!"

The one who spoke was Bai Zhankong, and Qu Tiancheng nodded and said: "That's right, fellow Taoist Gui, please come back!"

"Quack! It makes sense, but now that we have come, how can we come back empty-handed? How about this, we, the Turtle Clan, mine for ten and a half days and then go back?"

Su Yizhao stared at the sea.

The demon cultivators carrying turtle shells had eyes as bright as lightning, and their cultivation levels were at the early stage of the Six God Realm.

The sea water is rolling, and it is obvious that there are demon cultivators in the deep sea who have begun digging for spiritual stones with all their strength.

"In this case, it's a matter of life or death!" Bai Zhankong raised his giant sword and slashed at the old man from the air.

Xuan Wuji and Qu Tiancheng acted at the same time as if they had discussed it.

"Heavenly Sword Art!"

"Soul Thorn!"

"Kill!" Feng Bubai's voice sounded, and more than ten thousand monks suddenly drew out their flying swords and shot downwards.

"kill!"

"kill!"

A huge sword fell from the sky and slashed at the demon cultivator on the sea.

Thousands of ripples shot out rapidly.

Su Yizhao grabbed Li Xiuyue and flew towards the back of the team.

In an instant, the two sides started fighting.

The old man was attacked by three people at the same time, but he did not panic. The turtle shell on his back suddenly grew in size, covering his entire body.

"puff!"

"Ding ding ding...!"

"Wave!"

Bai Zhankong's giant sword, Xuan Wuji's Wandao Flying Sword, and Qu Tiancheng's soul attack all hit the turtle shell.

But the turtle shell was not damaged.

The old man laughed and disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he clenched his right fist and punched Bai Zhankong.

Bai Zhankong's giant sword ran horizontally, and there was a "clang~" sound, and Bai Zhankong's figure flew away upside down.

The old man did not pursue him, but turned around suddenly and punched Xuan Wuji from the air.

Xuan Wuji shouted: ""Heavenly Sword Jue"!"

I saw nine shining golden flying swords in front of him instantly forming an umbrella, spinning crazily.

A fist suddenly appeared and hit the golden umbrella.

"Clang!"

The golden light dissipated, the golden sword screamed, and Xuan Wuji's body flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Nothing more than that! Come again!"

The old man turned around again and punched Qu Tiancheng from the air.

Qu Tiancheng shouted: "Soul Shield!"

"wave~"

A ripple spread out in the void, and Qu Tiancheng also spurted blood and flew backwards.

Three breaths, three punches.

The three sect leaders were injured one after another.

Su Yizhao looked ugly. At this time, he and Li Xiuyue had retreated behind the Xuanzhan Hall disciples and did not dare to retreat further.

At this time, the sea surface attacked by more than 30,000 disciples also stirred up huge waves.

But in the big waves, all the demon cultivators bent down and faced the attack with their turtle shells on their backs.

After the big wave, there was no harm at all.

The demon cultivator is so terrifying!

Two figures shot over quickly, Xuan Wuji, Bai Zhankong, and Qu Tiancheng stood side by side.

Nowadays, no matter how big the grievances are among demon cultivators, we must face them together.

This is the consensus reached by all the monks of the race five thousand years ago after experiencing the life-and-death battle between the Spirit-Eating Clan in the Outer Worlds.

The three of them looked at each other, then moved again and stood in the same shape.

Xuan Wuji shouted: "Heavenly Sword is the main attack!"

Bai Zhankong's giant sword lay in front of him, "The giant sword is the main defense!"

Qu Tiancheng's eyes shot out, "Soul interference!"

The three figures formed a whole, spinning rapidly, and suddenly, flying swords, giant swords, and soul attacks were everywhere.

The old man laughed dryly and punched three times in the air.

The fist appeared instantly, but a giant sword blocked the fist.

"Dang, Dang, Dang~", there were three consecutive vibrations, and the three people spinning rapidly stretched out their left hands and put them on the shoulders of the person in front.

The spinning trio resisted three punches, but this time, the three were not injured.

Su Yizhao couldn't help but feel moved when he saw the three of them working together so familiarly.

But at this time, there were fierce fighting scenes everywhere, and there was no room for him to be distracted.

The demon cultivators on the sea below withstood a wave of attacks and flew away from the sea at the same time.

The bent demon cultivators formed a giant turtle shell and rushed into the sky.

Feng Bubai shouted: "The Xuan Ti Sect is in charge of defense, the Xuan Qi Sect is in charge of attack, and the Xuan Hun Sect is in charge of interference!"

The monks from the other two sects had no objections and immediately cooperated.

In an instant, the three teams of ten thousand people merged into one body and started to rotate like three people.

Su Yizhao and Li Xiuyue were dumbfounded.

The cultivation and strength of the two people will not make any difference at all.

Therefore, the only option was to fly hundreds of miles away and watch the battle between the two sides.

Flying swords fill the sky, and giant swords dominate the world.

Channels were cut out from time to time in the deep sea hundreds of feet below, and rocks were shattered.

Xuan Wuji, the three of them and the old man Gui fought faster and faster, and gradually rushed into the sky.

The Ten Thousand-foot Turtle Cultivator rushed into the sky and became entangled with the monks from the three sects, causing more and more casualties!

In such a large-scale killing, there was not a single complete body!

Blood spilled in the air!

The stumps were flying everywhere!

There are humans and demons!

The turtle cultivator's cooperation was obviously much better, and he charged all the way while carrying a tortoise shell.

After a cup of tea, the smell of blood has spread over a radius of forty or fifty miles!

"Submission, call someone!" Feng Bubai shouted loudly, and immediately, the communication talismans flew in all directions.

Su Yizhao clenched his fists, but couldn't use any force.

His mind was racing, and he was not sure whether to run away or step forward to help, when he suddenly heard a lewd laughter: "Quack, this is the first time for me to see such a beautiful human race, and you want to play with me?"

Su Yizhao lowered his head suddenly and saw a red figure rushing up from below.

Looking closely, I saw the young man's triangular eyes staring at Li Xiuyue, with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He was immediately furious and disgusted.

With a thought in his mind, he took out his flying sword and at the same time the figure disappeared from the place.

Thousands of silver lights formed a line and stabbed the man's throat instantly, and he suddenly appeared behind the man, holding a flying sword and stabbing at the vest.
Chapter completed!