The Ah kelp rushed out of the village with hundreds of natives and ran to the sea.
Those small boats have also leaned on, dozens of fierce Raksha pirates have jumped ashore. They one by one with sharp spirit swords, and hundreds of natives who came over, obviously did not care.
"There are a lot of natives on this island. It seems that it is a small tribe who can earn a small number of native slaves.
Otherwise, destroy your tribe, one will not stay "
A Rakshasa beriers looked around the island, and the arrogant laughed, and they talked sharply towards the Ahai people.
"Thinking"
A Hai yelled, his arms rose up, holding a rusty iron fork tightly, and said to the local people, "There are only dozens of people in this group of pirates.
Luxie
"kill"
The natives pressed down the fear of their hearts, raised the weapons in their hands, and rushed to the Raksha pirates. Although they did not practice martial arts, they were born with divine power, making their movements extremely rapid, but they could lower the tiger.
"If you do n’t know how to die, since you want to die, it’ s all you kill me.
The pirate head flashed in the eyes, a sword, and said coldly.
"kill"
Dozens of pirates roared wildly and rushed towards the natives.
Although there are few people in the number of Rakshasa pirates, they are all monks during the training period. The spirit swords in their hands have a sharp sword, and the cold sword air is shot out.
Flying to the soil crowds that are not close to dozens of feet.
"blow"
"boom"
"Ah, burn me"
The arrows fluttered in chaos, the fireball exploded in the soil population, and the blood shot, the broken limbs were terrible.
Turn into ice sculpture.
Although the natives on this island are naturally divine, they are too weak than those of these monks in Qi -training. Their strength can only be compared with the Kyushu high -end martial arts.
Not a level.
On the island, the Rakshasa pirates slaughter the natives
For more than ten miles away, Ye Mo and A Shui are watching this native island. Because the distance is far away, although you can see the approximate outline of the native villages on the island, many natives are faintly walking.
But I can't see a lot of details.
Suddenly, Ye Mo's face changed.
The light of spells erupted on the island, which seemed to be fighting.
But the general cultivator will not kill the local people for no reason. After all, it is also one of the branches of the human race. It was also one of the strengths of fighting against the East China Sea Demon Tribe.
Unless it is. Pirates can plunder the natives to sell it.
"Could it be that the sea ship is the pirate of Raksham? Not good, go and go, look at it in the past"
Ye Mo thought of this possibility, his face suddenly became cold and drank coldly.
"What"
A Shui heard her words, her face changed. She knew very well, the Raksha pirates were brutal.
Suddenly, the two turned into two explosive swords, and they flew towards the island island at a very fast speed.
Getting closer and closer, the scenes are shocked by the two of them.
Only for a while, the people on the island have been blooming all over, and the blood flows like the sea. The dead people are almost all the natives on this island. The pirates have almost no casualties.
The remaining hundreds of dark -skinned natives have been beaten to lose their combat effectiveness, and the cruel facts break the fantasy of their dying struggle and give up their resistance. They were driven into a group by the pirates and killed them wanton.
"Owner"
A Shui was trembling, Fang Rong changed color, and tears flowed in the clear beautiful eyes, and his heart was unstoppable sadness and hatred.
And those who were killed were all east China Turks.
She is the descendant of the East China Turks. Half of the blood on her body comes from the natives. Although she was born of the Kyushu aristocratic and female slaves, she was raised from a young man. For her
It's all her kisses
And now her relatives are being slaughtered by the pirate, just like a meat on her, and it is painful.
But without Ye Mo's order, even if she had a helling hatred, she couldn't do it.
"Kill one without stay"
Ye Mo's tone, extremely cold.
Not only for A Shui, he was full of anger.
Although the East China Turks have no status at all, they cannot be killed like ants.
With Ye Mo's consent, A Shui immediately issued a few sword tactics with both hands.
Puff
Several Rakshasa pirates have not responded yet, and have been taken away by the flying sword.
"Who? Building a monk? No -two seniors, we have not offended our predecessors, why do we kill us?"
The pirate head looked up at the sky.
The monk who built the foundation period is the dream of all the monks in the gas training period
A small watershed in the Xianxian Realm.
It can be said that all the monks in the gas training period just started to cultivate the Yuan Shen, but their birthday Yuan did not change, and it was still a century -old life.
However, after the breakthrough enters the foundation period, it is considered to be the real cultivator. They have two hundred years of birthday.
The monk during the training period encountered a monk, there was no way to escape, and one dead end
Flying swords that fall from the sky are not what they can resist.
A Shui bit her red lips, didn't say anything at all, and did not intend to let go of any Raksha pirate here.
""
Another high skull flew up, and there was still the horror of the pirates before the death of the pirates, all kinds of unclear horror.
Bloody, cruel
Ye Mo is very clear that A Shui's heart has been surrounded by hatred and fell into a real madness, and the massacre is the best way to vent his resentment.
He did not stop, nor did he shot to kill these little pirates.
Ashui has enough to clean up the Raksha pirates in this small period of gas.
This is just the beginning. Her killing is far from stopping. Jianguang flies, and the Rakshasa pirate chest thorax. The sixth, the eighth ... the speed of the slaughter is faster than the Rakshasa pirate slaughter the Turkish people.
There is no time to.
All pirates were killed, and even escaped.
The surviving natives are dull, when they have seen this kind of flying sword slaughter, hundreds of feet away from life. And the slaughter is still the Raksha pirates that make them fear.
The breath of death is permeated on the island, and the bloody taste covers the fishy and salty sea breeze, which makes people feel nauseous.
"escape"
"Escape"
The Rakshasa pirates finally woke up, and they were afraid, and turned to fled desperately towards the boat by the beach.
However, where can I escape under the flying sword slaughter of monks? Those Raksha pirates trying to escape, but running hundreds of steps away, they were shot through the speed of flying swords.
The last pirate leader, with his eyes open, fell full of unwillingly on the beach.
Ashui finally stopped killing, and pulled out the flying sword from the body of the pirate head.
Ye Mo Fei fell on the island.
A Shui finally recovered her mind, controlled her emotions, and saw the corpse of pirates everywhere, and she couldn't help but blank. She never had such a big kill ring.
She knelt down with one knee, "Master, I'm sorry A Shui was so excited just now" A drop of crystal tears slipped from the corner of her eyes.
Ye Mo gently lifted her up, her eyes showed softly, and said, "Girl, I know." He knew that although A Shui was not too calm, he was a person with cold inside and inside.
A Hai took the other living natives and came to Ye Mo in front of Ye Mo, kneeling down to the ground, respectfully: "Thank you for the two immortals and saved our native tribes."
All the living people who are still alive are worshiped, and they are extremely awe and respect.
The fairy who was high in the East China Sea Xiu Xianjie, and was willing to help them when they were in crisis. This is definitely a great honor for their native tribes.
"Get up and clean up the corpse"
Ye Mo waved his hand alone, and a force helped all the natives who kneel on the ground.
The people could not help but stood up involuntarily, and they couldn't help but shocked them. They were even more awe of this magical power.
Although the native tribe on the island was saved, sadness did not dissipate.
The entire village is full of sad atmosphere. They died hundreds of people, all sacrificed to protect their tribes.
The tribal wizard sent off for these sacrificed natives. Women and children only cried. Among the dead people, their men, father.
All dead native corpses are accumulated together and accumulated with firewood on the island to ignite the incineration.
In the end, all the ashes left by the burned bodies were put on rafts by the natives, and the raft drifted into the sea in the distance. The ashes of the dead natives were thrown into the sea and buried in the sea.
The people sent off for the dead people.
Ye Mo has been watching silently.
He could realize the mood of these natives. His father was also dying on the battlefield for the battle for the martial arts. Although he was very young at that time, he already knew what was sad.
"Dear fairy, thank the two to the two people who have saved the old people in Turen Village without wealth, only to thank you."
The old wizard respectfully worshiped Ye Mo.
Ye Mo nodded and said faintly: "The old wizard pleases, we look for some islands that have disappeared in this area in this area. It happened to meet you when you were difficult.
"The islands disappeared in ancient times?"
The old wizard was taken aback, thought about it, and got up, "Two fairy -long, please come to our tribe with no treasures, but some ancient records may be useful for the two immortals."
Ye Mo and A Shui looked at each other, they were all doubtful and followed.
The old wizard took them to the island to go to the mountains, and a cave sacrificed.
Soon, enter a cave with hundreds of bangs wide.
This cave is very simple and is a sacred place for the native tribal sacrifice. Only the old wizard can come in. Other people do not allow them to come in.
"Two fairy masters, please see these murals, there are many murals in ancient times. They were carved by the wizards of our natives.
The legend of the immortals "
The old wizard pointed at the rocks of the cave, and a large number of carved ancient pictures explained.
Ye Mo looked at those mural carefully, and was surprised.
This ancient island map actually draws as many as dozens of islands. One of them is the small islands where the slaves are living now. With this small island as the coordinates, it can more accurately speculate the location of other islands.
"Where did the other islands go? I checked it thousands of miles around, why is there only your small island existence?"
Ye Moming's light was bright, and asked the old wizard.
"Our tribal ancient legend, there was a fairy island here, there were countless magnificent fairy palaces and fairy on the island. Numerous years ago, the immortals and demon people here had a shocking battle in this sea.
The surrounding area of thousands of miles, many islands collapsed, the entire sea area was like purgatory. Our native tribe had to escape from this sea area and avoid disasters. "
The old wizard sighed.
"According to the records of the old wizards of our tribes, the last big battle, the red clouds rose for three years, and the sky was shocking.
Migrate slowly here, but those big islands and Mianmian Baili Fairy Palace completely disappear. "
"Really disappeared?"
Ye Mo was stunned.
This is undoubtedly the thunderbolt. I never thought that the accurate address of the purple sword fairy palace was finally confirmed. It was completely disappearing such a result. Is he really missed the legendary ancient immortal palace?