Chapter 756 Spirit Fairy Asylum

Sensing Wang Baole's murderous intent, Dekunzi on the side groaned in his heart. Although he was branded as a slave, it was not a last resort. He really didn't want to fight against the three great sects, especially Zijin Xindaomen, although they were relatively newcomers in the Shenmu civilization. Power, but because of this, the sect's defense is very serious, and its atmosphere is even more intimidating. It is famous for exterminating and massacring the sect at every turn.

So instinctively, De Kunzi wanted to persuade him, but before he could speak, the biological battleship of Zijin Xindaomen Black Dragon Legion had already made a move!

With the reverberation of the roar, eight purple light beams flashed in an instant, shot out from the battleships of the Black Dragon Legion, landed on the two battleships of Sheng Taomen, and turned into eight layers of purple nets, engulfing Sheng Taomen. After Taomen's battleship was enveloped, he yanked it violently and wanted to take it away by force.

It is from these eight purple lights that the power of suppression was transmitted, causing all the disciples of the Shengtao Sect in the battleship to tremble and spurt blood. Under this suppression, the body could not bear it, even the Nascent Soul. Even Dekunzi's body trembled slightly. When he looked at Wang Baole, he felt entangled and anxious in his heart, and quickly transmitted his voice.

"Master, bear it if you can. Once you turn against the Black Dragon Legion, it is tantamount to provoking Zijin Xindaomen. Unless we stay within the range of Zhangtian Xingxianzong, we will be in danger!"

Hearing Dekunzi's sound transmission, Wang Baole's eyes were even colder. He didn't want to cause trouble, and the other party asked for resources. Although it hurts, but for the sake of the overall situation, it is not unacceptable. It is just a battleship he built himself. It meant a lot to him, and it took too much energy and resources. If it was taken away, how could he agree.

At the same time, a cold snort came from the biological battleship of the Black Dragon Legion.

"Give you three breaths of time, get out!" When the words came out, a gap was opened in the eight-layer purple net, forming a repulsive force erupting from the inside, which instantly pushed the monks in the battleship, making everyone seem like Like being thrown, rolled out of the battleship, scattered in the starry sky.

Only Wang Baole remained on the battleship and never left.

"Don't go?" Noticing Wang Baole's actions, the cold snort came again from inside the Molong battleship, and then eight figures teleported out, directly to the surroundings of Wang Baole's battleship. .

"Xiao Zong is a mere psychic, since you don't want to leave, then don't leave!" The voice of the same person who snorted before echoed with murderous intent. From the outside, this person looked like an old man with gray hair, a cold and arrogant face, and a cold gaze. With a sense of coldness.

Facing the eight gods, Dekunzi was excluded from the battleship and retreated not far away at this moment. His face was ugly and he was struggling in his heart. Wait for the emotions to come together, let his fists be clenched and loosened.

Compared to him, Wang Baole, who was surrounded by eight psychic spirits, was much calmer. Standing on the battleship, his eyes swept over the figures of the eight psychic monks from the Black Dragon Legion, and finally landed on the old man who spoke. , he recognized that the voice of asking for his battleship just now was spoken by the old man of Molong Legion.

"Can you discuss it, don't take my battleship away, this is the list of building the battleship, I spent three years to complete it, if you still want it, can you give me some compensation?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment, and slowly opened his mouth , raised his right hand while speaking, threw out a jade slip, and flew straight to the old man.

"Do you want to make up for it?" The old man laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke, and the other psychics around him also laughed, especially a middle-aged man in the early stage of psychic power on the right side of the old man showed a mocking expression , was 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 was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the black flame suddenly became majestic, and directly turned into a black sea of ​​flames. From a distance, it looked like a seal, spreading around in an instant, sealing off the area where the Black Dragon Army was located, making this place The fluctuations are difficult to transmit, as if isolated!

Almost at the moment when the isolation took effect, Wang Baole's figure disappeared instantly like an arrow from the string, and when he appeared, he was already beside the people of the Black Dragon Army. At the moment when these people almost reacted, his right hand directly caught the laughing voice. On the forehead of the old man.

The emperor's armor then transformed into ferocious sharp claws. With an earth-shattering roar, the eyes of the old man at the head widened. Before he could struggle and resist, Wang Baole grabbed it with his right hand and sent it forward with great force. The old man's head was like Like a melon, it was crushed immediately!

Even if the old man's mid-stage cultivation is of no use at this moment, all his combat power, in front of Wang Baole, has no chance to show it at all!

This is certainly due to Wang Baole's fighting power against the sky, but it is also due to the old man's underestimation of the enemy and Wang Baole's use of the sudden outbreak of the underworld fire to launch a sneak attack.

Amidst the blood splattering, a large amount of vitality was sucked into Wang Baole's imperial armor from the old man's body, and his headless corpse withered into a mummified corpse visible to the naked eye. When Wang Baole let go of his hand, the mummified corpse floated down.

The surroundings were extremely quiet for an instant. The seven psychics beside them, as well as the monks of the Black Dragon Legion in the biological battleship, all opened their eyes wide in disbelief. Everything before was really too fast. It's hard to react instantly. After all, this is not an instinctive vigilance when they go out to plunder, but in their own literary starry sky, facing a small sect, coupled with previous setbacks, each of them is in a bad mood, so their mentality is naturally different. slack.

But Molong Legion is able to rank seventh in the Zijin Xindao Sect, which is indeed superhuman. Under this sudden change, without waiting for the order of the gods, the biological battleships around them immediately opened, bursting out with amazing power, locking Wang Baole , Immediately counterattack.

At the same time, the remaining seven psychics also quickly cooperated with each other. The four of them rushed to Wang Baole, and the three of them backed up and tried to contact the outside world, but they knew the key. The incident of the attack was passed on.

All of this is a long story, but from Wang Baole's attack to the Black Dragon Army's counterattack, the whole process happened in a blink of an eye. In an instant, he opened his mouth lightly.

"I didn't want to make a move here...but since I have no choice, then...kill them all."

Almost the moment Wang Baole opened his mouth, his body was immediately concentrated and penetrated by those magical beams, and the attacks of the four nearby psychic monks also arrived instantly, but while the roar spread in all directions, no matter it was a battleship The technique is still the supernatural power of a psychic monk, and when it hits Wang Baole, it directly penetrates through it.

Wang Baole's body blurred in an instant, as if translucent, and spread out like a mist, across the front, and went straight to the other three people who were about to blast away the dark fire blockade!

The sudden change and the speed of the change once again shocked everyone in the Molong Legion. The expressions of the three psychic cultivators who were trying to break through the blockade of the underworld fire also changed drastically, and they quickly dispersed, wanting to continue tearing up while Wang Baole was lost. This method is useful for other people, but it is invalid for Wang Baole!

His body turned into mist, and in this mist is hidden the eyes of the nightmare that outsiders can't see, directly covering all directions, no matter how these three psychic avatars are, they are all within its range, and Wang Baole is caught by Wang Baole in an instant The mist of the avatar shrouded it.

The shrill screams suddenly came out, and when the mist rolled and shrank, and condensed into Wang Baole's figure again, there were three withered corpses that had lost all vitality floating around him!

Wang Baole knew that time was running out, and the sooner it ended, the better for him, so without any pause, his body turned into mist again, and went straight to the remaining four spirits in the central area.

Among the four psychic monks, there are two old men, one middle-aged, and one young man. The four of them are terrified to the extreme at this moment. The spiritual cultivation was questioned, and at the moment when the crisis of life and death erupted violently, the four of them backed away while shouting, and launched their killers one after another.

But in Wang Baole's incarnation state of mist, these trump cards seemed to be useless, and they were enveloped by Wang Baole in an instant. The two old men first screamed and withered, followed by the middle-aged monk, who only lasted for three more breaths. The body trembled and dried up, except for the last young man... When Wang Baole approached in an instant, amidst the young man's desperate roar, the moment he slapped his forehead with a palm...

A wave that made Wang Baole feel palpitations suddenly erupted from the young man's body. Visible to the naked eye, red smoke floated from the young man's seven orifices, and condensed into a red palm in front of him, carrying a shocking, earth-shattering, With an aura that can suppress everything, press directly towards Wang Baole.

"Spiritual Asylum?" Wang Baole's eyes shrank suddenly!