"receive!"

The ghost mask figure rolled in a void with a big sleeve. The dark mist on the thirteen warships slowly disappeared. Tens of thousands of hostages fell on the deck, and the thirteen warships also slowly approached their direction.

Forget it, this action is dominated by the Spirit King. Anyway, it is just a group of irrelevant living dead people. The essence, power, life, and soul power have almost been swallowed up. Even if they are saved, they can last ten or eight years or eight years long, and a year or two shorter.

Jiang Lang, you must die, no matter what the price you pay, you must die.

If you don't die, I will be unable to sleep all night.

When the thirteen warships slowly approached, the eyes of the seven elders, Saint Yuxi, Master Le Chen and his group were filled with horror, and even the old demon Wutian had a brief loss of consciousness.

Jiang Lang’s son is a devil!

If a few words are spoken, the Dark Realm will release people. When will these dead and fierce spirits be so easy to talk to?

How strange! It's so strange!

If this is passed down to the three thousand great worlds, everyone will be shocked to fall off their eyes.

Even though I was the overlord of the three thousand great worlds in the past, the seventh supreme emperor of the primitive demon realm, and in the peak era, I still didn't get any advantage.

"Master Lechen, Seven Elders, Sister Yuxi, you can quickly take the people to the nearest island."

"Fifth junior brother, junior sister, you will also accompany you. Then you will go to Qingyun Island with Master Chen."

"After brother dealing with the matter here, I will meet with you."

Jiang Lang was in the void, and his silver eyes filled the void, giving people an unparalleled calm, just like the Lord of the Endless Dome, making people feel safe in their hearts.

Finally, I can save them, but no one delays me from getting rich now.

The wealth accumulated by the Blood Skeleton Pirates for thousands of years must be an astronomical figure.

Of course, my move is to practice justice for heaven and uphold justice, not just for the sake of common things...

"Amitabha!"

"Donor Jiang, the little monk is waiting for you in Qingyun Island. I hope the donor will be careful!"

Master Lechen clasped his palms together and shouted the extremely low Buddhist chant. His body was obviously stunned. His elegant face was filled with a bit of admiration and worry, but now that's it, saving people is important.

Jiang Lang donor, he is so righteous!

In order to save people, he will not hesitate to fight against evil.

And he acts openly and even his opponents are willing to believe him.

"Senior Brother, be careful!"

"Senior Brother, we are waiting for you in Qingyun Island."

Xu Feng and Xuanyuan Qiqi spoke silently. Even if Xuanyuan Qiqi, who has always liked to make trouble, would never be vague in terms of major issues, because she knew better than anyone else that even if she stayed, it would be useless and would only distract the eldest brother. Moreover, since the eldest brother dared to stay, he would definitely be confident.

"Brother, take care of yourself!"

"My friend Jiang Lang, we are waiting for you in Qingyun Island."

The Seven Elders and Saint Yu Xi also spoke out, and the place is less than a day away from Qingyun Island, and people from the Void Chamber of Commerce can be notified to come and answer.

Staying behind will only distract the eldest brother. There are enough protections for the eldest brother along the way.

But the eldest brother was alone and left to block the powerful enemy.

What a courage, what a mind, and how strong this is.

This time, either the eldest brother returns triumphantly or the eldest brother...

"Master Lechen, Sister Yuxi, Seventh Elder, you all saved these people and have nothing to do with me."

"No matter who you meet? Don't reveal my existence."

"I believe I don't have to say too much!"

Jiang Lang was in the void, his silver eyes looked back and stared at everyone, and directly sent a message to the people with his divine thoughts.

Wu Jianglang never values ​​fame.

When I head to Qingyun Island, there is still a debt to be settled.

How could it be exposed in advance? Wouldn't that be alarmed?

Master Lechen, Seven Elders, and Saint Yu Xi all trembled all over, all silently lowered their heads, and their hearts were filled with deep anxiety.

Fortunately, their power has nothing to do with what happened back then. Although they have never helped each other, they have never persecuted them.

Otherwise, Jiang Lang's current cultivation level would be enough to flatten a holy land.

The two realms of righteousness and demons, the alien race, and all those who have a relationship with that year may have forgotten them.

But there is one person who has not forgotten!

Moreover, this person has endured for sixty years, and now he has been fulfilled by a hundred kalpas and becomes a saint in one day.

Xihai, it's going to bleed!

On the sky above the void, thirteen warships slowly took off, Master Lechen, Xuanyuan Qiqi, Xu Feng, Seven Elders, and Saint Yu Xi and his group boarded the warship and slowly disappeared into the sky.

"Ling King, let's go!"

“Where to go?”

"Skull Island! Could it be that you want me to refine elixirs here?"

"Oh! Please..."

In the sky, Jiang Lang looked at the Spirit King and the Spirit King was obviously stunned for a moment. At the same time, she was also a little shocked. He... really planned to refine the alchemy?

I just didn't want to lose my momentum and reputation before, so I let the deceased seniors release others because these hostages are all a group of living dead people, and it is not a big problem to let go or not to let go.

I just waited for the people to let go and had another fair showdown with him.

But this Jiang Lang was really not a delaying strategy, but he really planned to refine an alchemy for himself.

The ancestors are above!

Is there really such an open and upright human race in this world today who speaks and acts consistently?

Could it be that he is not afraid of being engraved in the name of a deceased person who colludes with evil spirits?

The gray-haired woman and Jiang Lang were also shocked, and the ghost mask figure was also a little shocked. He let him make every plan and make thousands of plans. He had countless plans to kill Jiang Lang, and he was ready to fight.

But I never expected that Jiang Lang really wanted to refine the alchemy...

And I'm going to Skull Island!

This guy is really reckless and brainless, and he is confident. That's my territory!

I am not sure that I can take you out, but when I go to Skull Island, it will be delivered to the door automatically and step on the gates of hell with one foot.

Jiang Lang, I don’t believe that you will really refine your elixir for the Spirit King. Let’s see what tricks you are playing. It’s not too late to wait until you arrive at Skull Island to slowly conquer you.

Skull Island is not just an island, but a broken small world evolved.

If there is a way in heaven, you will not go, and if there is no way in hell, you will come to your destination.

At this point, the ghost mask figure took off the mask, revealing a face full of wrinkles, dry blood, deep eyes, tall forehead bones, extremely old and silent. Only the pair of white soul fires deep in the eye sockets kept squirming, giving people a sense of coldness and gloom.

Suddenly, a stream of light flew over the sky, and it was hanging on Jiang Lang's back in an instant. There was a simple and old lyre. When the old man's eyes swept to the lyre behind Jiang Lang, he suddenly stood there in a daze. The white soul fire in his eyes stopped squirming, and the ghost mask in his hand fell from the void, like a piece of rotten wood silent for a long time.

Tian... Tianxuan Qin...

How could it be in his hands? What is his relationship with Princess Tianxuan?

This piano was made by me... myself and gave it to Princess Tianxuan... That was the taboo kings of my death field... the princess... the only one who reversed life and death... came to China a hundred years ago...

But since the last time I contacted the dead domain sixty years ago, but in the last sixty years...
Chapter completed!