Chapter 758: Control the Border of Heaven!

The judgment of the head of the Molong Legion is very accurate. Wang Baole's target is indeed the territory of Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong. He is very clear that with the relationship between Zijin Xindaomen and Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong, there is a great possibility that the other party will not dare to step into it easily. .

After all, although the confrontation between the two sides cannot reach the level of incompatibility, if they step into their respective ranges, no matter what the reason is, they will be regarded as provocations.

So the moment she realized Wang Baole's thoughts, the middle-aged female cultivator who was chasing after her with her disciples had a sinister look in her eyes. After a cold snort, she raised her right hand and bit the tip of her tongue to spit out a mouthful of blood .

As soon as the blood came out, it immediately squirmed and condensed into a blood dragonfly!

Both the body and the wings of this dragonfly are blood-colored, with even more ferocious intent. It seems that it was born with a certain will. At the moment of illusion, it rushed out, and the speed was so fast that it seemed to be able to travel through the starry sky, surpassing half a step. Fairy, reaching the level of a real fairy in a short time.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored dragonfly, at that astonishing speed, set off a soul-shocking whistling sound, and galloped towards Wang Baole's direction.

In the next moment, Wang Baole, who had already moved to the starry sky farther away, almost just stepped out of his figure, his complexion suddenly changed, a strong crisis, so that he had no time to think too much, his body instantly atomized, and spread violently around .

But it was still a step too late, almost at the instant his body was atomized, a blood-colored dragonfly appeared from the starry sky behind him, and pierced directly from his atomized body without any pause.

Even while piercing, the blood-colored dragonfly seemed to melt, turning into bloody water, and then polluting the mist scattered around Wang Baole. It actually changed the color of the mist, as if it was going to be rendered red!

The roaring sound also erupted at this moment. Wang Baole turned into scattered mist, rolled rapidly, and gathered in the distance to form a figure. His body trembled and spewed out a big mouthful of blood transformed from the source of life. His face was pale. There was also a dragonfly-like wound on the chest, and it couldn't heal!

It can be clearly seen that the wound in the shape of a dragonfly spread out countless blood-colored filaments, spreading all over his body, and seemed to absorb his vitality continuously as it squirmed, like a cancerous tumor, to allow himself to exist forever!

"Curse?!" Wang Baole's face was ugly, and he immediately controlled the underworld fire to seal it as much as possible, but he could only do this. He didn't have time to clear the curse. A certain positioning, so without wasting any time, he raised his right hand and waved, and immediately a large number of magic weapons flew out of his storage bracelet.

These magic weapons are not the magic weapons of the Federation, but the parts that Wang Baole forged during his time in the Shenmu civilization, as he studied the battleships and practiced his hands. Each has a certain effect, and Wang Baole has two habits in refining weapons, One is to leave a back door, and the other is to contain the characteristics that can be detonated.

If the quantity is small, the power is nothing, but he took out thousands of pieces in one breath, and after triggering all of his self-destructing spirit patterns, the power is amazing enough.

And at the moment when these magical weapons detonated, ripples in the starry sky behind him suddenly rose, and a crack appeared out of thin air. Just as the figure of the leader of the Black Dragon Army was about to step out, his expression changed instantly, obviously aware of the uploading of those magical weapons. Out of the self-explosive wave, his right hand was raised quickly, and he pressed the pinch formula. While trying to block it, his body also quickly retreated.

The moment she blocked and retreated, a monstrous roar suddenly reverberated, and the self-detonation of thousands of magic weapons swept across the surrounding area directly, causing a hurricane-like storm in this area.

In the spread of this storm, Wang Baole was also affected, and once again spewed out a mouthful of blood transformed by the source of life, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, maintaining the speed before and going away suddenly, even a shift, and disappeared in an instant.

In the third breath when his figure disappeared, from the storm in which thousands of magical artifacts self-destructed, the head of the Molong army led his disciples and shuttled out after avoiding his sharp edge. dignified.

In fact, Wang Baole's counterattack this time caused her two shocks. One was that the other party didn't seem to be affected much after being cursed by her. The blood on the tip of the tongue, and this curse method has a miraculous effect on vitality and flesh and blood. It is a secret method passed down to her by the planetary ancestors of Zijin Xindao.

The other shock was that the other party hadn't been greatly affected, but the reaction speed was unbelievably fast. She moved here almost immediately after the scarlet dragonfly was branded, but she was still ambushed and blocked by the other party. , causing his own pursuit to be delayed again.

"This son must die!" The leader of the Molong army had a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and he had to rely on his connection with the blood-colored dragonfly to make a tactic with his right hand, and move it again with precision. Nervous in his heart, he followed all the way and saw with his own eyes that the master's pursuit was not smooth, and he was more afraid of Wang Baole in his heart, especially in the next moment, when he noticed that the master's face was even more ugly, as if the positioning failed, the young man's eyes , can not help but shrink a bit.

"Sealed?" The head of the Molong army gritted his teeth, and chased out again with a sway of his body. Although the precise positioning failed, she could still feel the general direction. Wang Baole was like a shooting star, roaring and galloping.

His complexion was pale, and although the dragonfly wound in his body was sealed by the dark fire, it could not be cleared for a moment. The severe pain caused by the scar made Wang Baole's body tremble, and the pain could even affect his soul. Inspired.

Fortunately, despite the obstacles along the way, Wang Baole still maintains his speed, so now, under this gallop, he is getting closer and closer to the area of ​​Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong, and even far away, he can see the starry sky ahead. There is a ray!

The light is white, and it seems to divide the starry sky into two areas, and even at the inner edge of the light, there are dozens of huge warships!

At the same time, behind these battleships, there are still bubbles floating one after another. There are hundreds of these bubbles densely spreading around. At the same time, you can see that there are small world-like spaces in these bubbles, and there are monks inside. Figures appear from time to time.

Even further back, there is a colorful bubble, in which there is a black beetle like a seal. The black beetle has its eyes closed, but it has a terrifying coercion. On top of the beetle's head lay an old man, holding his head with one hand, looking at Wang Baole with a trace of sarcasm!

"Heavenly Punishment Immortal Sect ranks fifth...the Black Armored Legion!" Wang Baole looked at the bubbles in the light, his eyes flashed, and he knew enough about the Immortal Zhangtian Punishment Sect through De Kunzi. During this Jiazi period, the border of Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong was guarded by the Black Armor Legion.

And the place he came from is also the temporary main camp of the Black Armor Legion during the Jiazi years. That line of light is the boundary, and only the Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong's own people, or the sects attached to it, can go smoothly. Step in, as for outsiders... are not allowed!

Seeing that it was approaching, Wang Baole did not relax in his heart. Instead, he gritted his teeth and started to operate at a faster speed. Finally, after dozens of breaths, there was a loud roar behind him. With a single jump, he directly stepped into the boundary line of Zhang Tian Xing Xianzong!

The moment he stepped in, Long Nanzi's identity token in his storage bracelet flashed, as if it had been verified and passed smoothly.

For Wang Baole's entry, the warship of the Black Armored Legion did not respond at all. Although the monks inside all turned their eyes away, they did not stop it. It seemed that to them, all this was just a commotion, and they would neither Blocking, won't help either.

But the head of the Black Dragon Legion of Zijin Xindaomen had to stop outside the light, her complexion was pale and uncertain, she suddenly raised her head to look at the old man lying on the beetle in the colorful bubble behind the black-armored battleship, and sent out a divine thought.

"Fellow Taoist Xu Feizi, how about an ink dragon fish in exchange for this son's life?"

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Late update. . . In order to prevent laziness and benefit the treatment recovery update, I decided to set a flag. Except for tutoring children on weekends, one chapter must be updated every night from Monday to Friday at around 17:50. chapter! !

You have to push yourself!