Chapter 405 Stay Safe

"Xumi, come and fight with this clan leader!"

A fierce sound came from the deep sea in the distance, and accompanying this sound was a wave of wind and waves roaring from the sea!

Forced to flee with the pockmarked old man with a long beard, Wang Yian watched helplessly as the gravel and trees rolled up behind him.

It's like a hurricane sweeping through!

The sound passed.

Even the mana cyclone in his lower dantian felt like it was shaking and collapsing!

However, in his heart, he was surprised and happy!

"Master Xumi?!"

"The master is actually around here? Is the master here too?"

"If they were here, wouldn't they be able to save Uncle Dafu!"

Quickly circulate the mana while accelerating the flying magic weapon.

On one side, his consciousness quickly dispersed around him.

However, to his disappointment, there was no one in front of him. He could only see that the giant lizard behind him had met the chasing Sanzhou monks head-on.

"Uncle Dafu!"

Wang Yi'an was extremely anxious.

But soon a feeling of worry arose in his heart.

"Since the voice coming from the sea dared to call out to Master, he must have become a god! If Master fights with him, he may not have a chance to save Uncle Dafu."

"No! We have to find a way!"

thinking in mind.

But then he couldn't help but his expression changed drastically.

The pockmarked old man with a long beard also immediately sensed the danger and exclaimed:

"No! Someone is chasing me!"

"Run! Run!"

"It's reached its limit!"

Wang Yi'an clenched his teeth, and the top of his head was stretched to the limit due to the magic power, and even steam came out.

Although Dafu had restrained many Sanzhou monks, there were too many monks coming, but there were still seven or eight Jindan monks who directly passed Dafu and chased the two of them.

Both of them are just foundation-building monks.

Even though Wang Yian was piloting a third-level flying ark.

But after all, the cultivation level is limited, and the flying magic weapon cannot perfectly display the speed it should have.

The speed of both sides quickly shortened!

"Think of a solution quickly!"

Wang Yian shouted anxiously.

The pock-marked old man with a long beard had a black face:

"They are all golden elixirs! What can I do!"

Wang Yian was anxious and angry, and suddenly pulled the old man to the front of the Dharma boat:

"You control the magic weapon!!"

"I?!"

The old man was startled, but then he didn't care too much. The magic boat paused slightly, and he quickly poured magic power into it.

However, just for a moment, the old man couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Why does this magic weapon consume so much mana!"

He only felt that more than 10% of his Dantian, which was originally full of mana, had been drained away in an instant!

With his accumulation, he could only hold on for less than ten breaths!

"But this kid clearly held on for so long just now!"

"How can this be?!"

The old man was shocked.

But then, he couldn't help but look at Wang Yian with wide eyes.

But when Wang Yian suddenly raised his hand, a third-level high-grade magic sword appeared in his hand.

In the old man's surprised eyes, a bright sword light suddenly lit up on the magic sword!

Buzz!

The sword glow was silent, spanning a long distance almost in an instant, and struck at the early-stage Jindan cultivator who was closest to the two of them.

The golden elixir monk had obviously reacted, but he still watched helplessly as the sword light fell on his neck, spinning around!

In an instant, the great head soared into the sky!

But the sword light did not stop, the light exploded, and a scream suddenly sounded in the void!

The soul of the golden elixir monk was completely killed by Wang Yi'an's sword.

Wow!

This scene was so shocking that the many Jindan monks who were chasing him changed their expressions and froze.

The old man was also stunned for a moment.

"This...he...golden elixir...but he is a foundation builder..."

It was actually incoherent.

Wang Yian stood proudly behind the boat, with his sword in front and his face as cold as frost.

Faintly, there are some similarities with his master.

He shouted loudly:

"Who dares to come up and die!"

Breathtaking!

The chasing Jindan were afraid of the power of his sword and couldn't figure out his origins, so they couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

"Leave Fengyu Island flat for me today!"

In the distance, an angry voice was suddenly heard.

These golden elixirs were complaining in their hearts, but they could only bite the bullet and chase after them.

But they soon discovered that the speed of the Dharma Boat had suddenly slowed down.

"They're out of power! They're out of power!"

The Jindan monks exclaimed in surprise, and then loudly said:

"kill!"

"Kill them!"

Immediately, it turned into streams of light, chasing after the dharma boat one after another!

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi Anxin immediately screamed.

His sword used his foundation-building body to counterattack the golden elixir. Although it was amazing, the consumption was even more exaggerated.

Even though he had built a solid foundation of Heavenly Dao, it was almost exhausted by one sword blow.

But there is no possibility of swinging the second sword.

I thought I could scare these people, but I didn't expect the pockmarked old man to be so helpless.

As a last resort, he could only take out a third-level defensive robe from the storage magic weapon, and threw it at the golden elixir monks like he was furious!

Seeing Wang Yi'an throw out the third-level defensive magic weapon, all the golden elixirs saw that he was at the end of his rope, and they all looked excited.

But who would have expected that Wang Yian suddenly turned away his anger, pinched his hand, and shouted:

"burst!"

This third-level robe lit up with a dazzling light almost instantly!

Although these golden elixirs reacted extremely quickly, they were still overwhelmed by the dazzling light!

"good!"

The old man was overjoyed.

Then he quickly shouted:

"Quick! I can't hold it anymore!"

Wang Yian did not dare to delay, and quickly took out seven or eight white porcelain bottles from the storage artifact and drank them down in one go.

The old man's eyes twitched.

"To swallow such a good thing like this..."

Wang Yian directly took over Fazhou.

But the old man was staring at the explosion behind him.

Seeing the light dimming, I felt slightly relieved.

Suddenly, four or five streams of light shot out from the explosion!

The old man's expression changed drastically:

"No! They're not dead!"

Wang Yian couldn't help but feel his heart sink!

The explosive weapon technique was a technique taught to him by Uncle Shen in the past. Although it was simple, when combined with a third-level magic weapon, it was much more powerful than his strongest sword move.

The trick of pressing the bottom of the box failed to have the desired effect.

This made Wang Yi'an feel more and more anxious.

"Why hasn't Master shown up yet? Or has he already taken action?"

"Where is the master? Where is he?"

"What happened to Uncle Dafu?"

Countless thoughts were rushing through his mind.

At this moment, he felt a faint sense of regret in his heart.

He didn't regret coming to Xihai Kingdom, but he regretted bringing Uncle Dafu here.

If he goes back safely, Uncle Dafu...

How can he feel at ease?

"Quick! I'll control this magic boat, and you can do that trick again!"

The old man shouted anxiously.

"Not enough mana!"

Wang Yi'an replied urgently.

Although the four Golden Core cultivators behind him were injured, they were already chasing after them!

"Damn it!"

"Kill them!"

The distance quickly closed, and a gray rabbit with teeth like daggers jumped out from the body of a golden elixir monk and pounced on the two people on the Dharma Boat!

However, a talisman thrown out by Wang Yi'an was instantly repelled.

The old man was surprised and happy, and shouted anxiously:

"Do you still have this talisman?"

"Gone!"

Wang Yian didn't even look back and put all the magic power in his Dantian into the magic boat.

Keep your eyes focused on the front.

Such a huge movement among the monks from Sanzhou should have come from both the sect and the Changsheng Sect.

As long as the two of them persist, there may be hope...

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Suddenly, there was a black dot on the horizon in the distance, flying quickly in his direction!

"Help!"

Wang Yian was overjoyed!

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

But soon, Wang Yian was slightly startled.

The black spot quickly enlarged in his sight, first a flash of white, and then he saw the white figure clearly.

"White Dragon?"

"Is that Princess Qin?!"

The old man was also extremely shocked.

"Her again?"

But neither of them had time to express any more emotions.

The gray saber-toothed rabbit behind him pounced again!

The old man quickly set up his magic weapon to resist, but was kicked directly into the magic boat by the rabbit.

Amid the miserable howl, the Dharma Boat shook with a loud bang.

The spiritual chicken essence that Wang Yian drank in a hurry had not yet been refined, and his magic power was weak. Under this shock, he immediately lost control of the magic boat.

The boat lost control instantly and slid downwards!

But the four golden elixirs also took advantage of this gap and finally followed up.

Without a word of nonsense, the four of them took action directly towards Wang Yian.

In the ark, Wang Yian's pupils reflected the flying spear weapons, gray saber-toothed rabbits, stone hammers, simple spells, and...

The white dragon finally comes swimming!

Buzz!

The white dragon swims, and the familiar female cultivator in cold white clothes sits high on the white dragon's back, looking down with cold eyes.

At this moment, in his shocked eyes.

The world seems to be stagnant!

The spear weapon that was supposed to hit him, the rabbit that was supposed to hit his head, the stone hammer that hit his Dantian, the simple spell that covered his body... At this moment, they all stopped!

Then they seemed to have lost all their power and fell downwards one after another!

The four golden elixir monks also fell like stones.

Then he saw the female cultivator in white suddenly raise her hand.

The cold and sharp sword energy was slashed out silently!

Bang bang bang!

Several muffled sounds in a row!

The four golden elixir monks had turned into four fragmented corpses before they even landed on the ground...

The white dragon did not stop and quickly flew away.

Wang Yi'an's heart moved, and he didn't know where he got the courage to shout:

"Senior, please stay!"

"Senior Qin!"

However, the female cultivator in white above the white dragon had no intention of looking back.

The white dragon also flew away quickly.

Wang Yi'an felt anxious, his thoughts turned rapidly, and he shouted loudly:

"Princess Qin! This junior heard that Princess Qin was abandoned..."

call--

Wang Yian's face felt cold.

His eyes were slightly focused, and his hair suddenly stood on end!

In front of him, he saw a cold sword energy pointed directly at his eyebrows, buzzing!

But the white dragon that had just gone away was now hovering in front of him.

On the white dragon's back, the female cultivator in white cast her cold gaze.

But at the moment when she saw Wang Yian's face, the originally angry eyes of the female cultivator in white couldn't help but froze. Suddenly, she seemed to see that familiar figure.

"It looks like... so similar!" (Note 1)

"How come it's so similar?"

But Wang Yian was not surprised but happy, and he quickly bowed awkwardly and said:

"Senior, please forgive me. This junior is really just trying to save people. I have no choice but to take this step. I beg you, senior, to save my relatives!"

"Whether it's beating or killing from now on, this junior will be willing to bear the responsibility!"

The female cultivator in white came out of her trance and snorted coldly when she heard this.

"Are you worthy?"

The sound was cold, like the tinkling of a cold spring.

The sword energy dissipated.

The white dragon swam and flew away again.

Feeling that there was no murderous intention on the other side, Wang Yian gritted his teeth and said:

"I heard that the Jin Dynasty royal family has an irreconcilable relationship with our Wanxiang Sect. I am not qualified to do so. I just hope that my seniors can take it for the sake of the Wanxiang Sect..."

The old man who was injured on the side and did not dare to say anything could not help but look at Wang Yian in shock.

The female cultivator in white also looked back suddenly, her eyes like stars, staring at him closely.

"You said you are a disciple of Wanxiang Sect?"

Wang Yian also said that it was the reputation of the sect that made the other party change his mind, and said quickly:

"Yes, I am a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect's Heart Sword Peak, and I learn from Zhao Zhenjun..."

"Heart Sword Peak... is not Wanfa Peak, it seems to be just a resemblance."

The female cultivator in white lowered her eyes, slightly disappointed.

But then his expression hardened.

Look to the west.

far away.

Several silhouettes of Sanzhou monks with surging aura roared towards them!

Either they have kind eyebrows and kind eyes, or they have a cruel face, or they have a cold expression...

Astonishingly, he is a Yuanying monk!

"Senior Qin!"

Wang Yian said anxiously.

"There's no way to save it!"

The female cultivator in white said coldly.

Then he looked at those Nascent Souls with a cold and stern look on his face.

"If you don't want to die, run away!"

He dropped the sentence coldly.

Instead of retreating, she flew up on her white dragon!

"Senior Qin!"

Wang Yian was shocked.

When those Nascent Soul cultivators saw the female cultivator in white, one of them snorted coldly:

"Qin Lingxiao, you are getting bolder and bolder!"

"You haven't reached Nascent Soul yet, yet you dare to come here alone!"

"Do you think you are also that Zhao Feng?"

"Because of the overall situation, I didn't capture you before. Today, I will tell you that you will never come back!"

The face of the female cultivator in white remained the same, only a hint of pride flashed in her eyes:

"Zhao Feng of Wanxiang Sect can kill Yuanying with golden elixir, and I, Qin Lingxiao, am not weaker than anyone else!"

Before he finished speaking, he struck away with his sword.

On the boat that had barely regained control, Wang Yian was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two parties:

"It turns out that this senior Qin has not yet reached Nascent Soul!"

This really surprised him.

After all, the other party's absolute suppression of the Golden Core cultivator left a very deep impression on him, and he once thought that the other party was already a Nascent Soul cultivator.

As he spoke, although he was anxious about Dafu, he could only escape quickly.

But at this moment, another group of pot-bellied barbarians wearing animal skins came through the air from the northwest, seeming to stop them.

Wang Yian gritted his teeth and could only turn the boat and fly south.

But the big-bellied barbarian was extremely fast and was about to catch up with Fa Zhou.

"Ahem... Hurry! Hurry!"

The old man was lying on the Dharma boat, anxious.

Wang Yian's thoughts were spinning wildly, he gritted his teeth again, turned around, and fled in the direction of the female cultivator in white.

at this time.

Suddenly a shrill roar came from the distance!

"It's Uncle Dafu!"

Wang Yi'an was shocked!

Look up.

Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared on the horizon, and blood rained down!

Wang Yian froze instantly!

A flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes:

"Uncle Dafu, could it be that..."

Buzz!

The sound of fierce sword chants suddenly resounded!

Wang Yian, who had not yet recovered, couldn't help but follow the sound.

Then he was shocked to find that the female cultivator in white not far away was holding a fourth-level sword and struck several Nascent Souls in front of her back.

Just at the same time.

However, several more Nascent Soul figures came quickly from the distance.

And the pot-bellied barbarian who was chasing him finally arrived!

Smiling ferociously, he extended his palm to Wang Yian.

At this moment, there are tigers in front and pursuers behind!

Even the female cultivator in white could not help but change her expression slightly.

But it was at this moment.

Everyone present suddenly heard the sound of surging waves!

"Bang——"

"Bang——"

"Huh?"

The big-bellied barbarian who was grabbing Wang Yi'an was slightly startled, with some doubts in his heart.

Then he subconsciously looked towards the south.

The next moment, when he saw the scene on the horizon, his eyes suddenly changed:

"Run!!!"

He actually gave up on Wang Yian and ran away!

Wang Yian, who was stunned in mid-air, couldn't help but look.

At the edge of the horizon, I saw a large blue wave rolling in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and rushing towards me at a very fast speed.

Above the water waves, a handsome young monk in broad robes stood on the waves, standing on the waves with his hands behind his back.

Seems to be aware of the fighting here.

The toga-robed monk glanced at him, as if the distance between them had been bridged in an instant.

When he saw Wang Yian, he was suddenly stunned.

He immediately showed a happy smile.

The figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment.

Wang Yian saw a wave of water suddenly swaying under his feet.

The young man in broad robe actually walked out of the waves.

"you……"

Wang Yian looked at this scene in surprise.

The young man in broad robes smiled gently at him.

No words were spoken.

The broad sleeves of the robe were gently raised towards the Nascent Souls who were fighting with the female cultivators in white.

Several streams of water flew out of his sleeves like ropes, tying up those people in an instant.

The female cultivator in white would not let go of such an opportunity. The fourth-level sword in her hand shot out several rays of sword light, immediately killing those people to pieces.

When several Nascent Souls flying in the distance saw this scene, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

The battle just now consumed the female cultivator in white a lot of mana, so she gave up as soon as she could, turned around and landed in front of the young man in broad robes, and bowed solemnly:

"Qin Lingxiao has met Shen Zhenshou!"

The young man in broad robe nodded and whispered:

"There's going to be a battle here, don't go forward easily."

Wang Yian was excited:

"Shou Shen?"

"Is it my Wanxiang Sect's Guard Shen?!"

He immediately said anxiously:

"Shou Shen, I am a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect. I sincerely ask you to save me..."

The young man in broad robe looked at Wang Yian with a smile:

"Are you Wang Yian? Your father has had a hard time looking for you."

"Wang Yian?"

"His surname is also Wang? What a coincidence?"

The female cultivator in white clothes on the side was shocked and couldn't help but look at Wang Yian.

But the more they look, the more they look like each other.

"This kid, can't be...his son?"

I couldn't help but have this speculation in my mind.

And Wang Yian was also stunned:

"Did you know that my... dad is out of prison?"

"He also came to Xihai Kingdom?"

"Where is he?"

The young man in broad robe smiled lightly and said:

"Your father will be here shortly."

When the female cultivator in white heard this, her heart tightened again, and she couldn't help but worry about gains and losses.

He, he's coming?

Is it really him?

Should I leave now?

No! I have nothing to feel sorry for him, so why should I leave!

But he and I have already...

At this moment, the female cultivator in white was in a state of confusion.

Wang Yian didn't understand the complexity of the female cultivator in white at this moment. He said anxiously:

"Shou Shen, my Uncle Fu doesn't know whether he is alive or dead right now. Can you save him?"

The young man in the broad robe swept his consciousness, and then chuckled:

"Don't worry, it's alive and well!"

As he was speaking, his face suddenly darkened and he looked to the west.

The end of the horizon.

A dark wave of water came from the sea, seeming to press down the entire sky, and rolled towards the land!

And above the waves of the dark water, a completely black monster that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, or a whale but not a whale was walking among the waves, disappearing and appearing.

Among the waves, there are many strange monsters.

"Cang Yuan Dragon Whale!"

The young man in broad robe said the name of this monster in a deep voice.

The tone was full of incomparable solemnity.

"I didn't expect that the Sanzhou monks actually surrendered this dragon whale!"

"Now, we are in some trouble."

"Shou Shen..."

The female editor in white was about to speak.

The young man in broad robe said with a solemn expression:

"Be careful yourselves... Princess Qin, please take care of my great nephew."

Qin Lingxiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

But the young man in the broad robe flew up gently, his robes fluttering.

The water surged beneath my feet.

Soon, the blue waves on the horizon spurted out from under his feet and quickly turned into a huge lake in the sky. The water waves carried him forward quickly, sweeping towards the dark waves!

The sky seemed to be divided into two colors.

One green and one black, one east and one west, collide and go away!

Saw this shocking scene.

Wang Yian couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

Then I felt a rush of blood rushing to my head!

"Get out of the way!"

But suddenly he heard the cold voice of the female cultivator in white.

Wang Yian was shocked.

Without thinking, he quickly grabbed the pockmarked old man with a long beard, abandoned the Dharma boat and flew out.

He then looked.

boom!

A huge flesh-colored worm that was full of fangs and looked like a cylinder roared out of the ground below and dragged the Dharma Boat down with one gulp!

The female cultivator in white quickly used the fourth-level sword in her hand to slash at the worm.

The sword was so sharp that as soon as it touched the body, the worm was immediately broken into two pieces.

However, what surprised her was that the broken section actually penetrated directly into the soil.

At the same time, another giant worm broke through the soil and bit the female cultivator in white!

"Senior Qin, be careful!"

Wang Yian couldn't help but exclaimed.

However, he didn't notice it himself.

Beneath him, the soil slowly loosened.

The next moment, the third worm soared into the sky and headed straight for Wang Yian!

The female Xiu Fang in white dodged the blow, and her expression condensed when she saw this scene!

Without thinking, he threw out the fourth-level sword, and the sword immediately hit the worm below Wang Yian!

But she didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Almost as soon as the sword was released, the soil below suddenly turned up!

Dozens of densely packed giant worms were revealed, opening their ferocious mouthparts and rushing towards the female cultivator in white and Wang Yian.

"not good!"

The female cultivator in white, Wang Yian, and the pockmarked old man couldn't help but exclaimed at the same time.

And right now.

Sigh! !

A sharp and piercing whistle suddenly sounded from a distance!

Then a thousand-foot sword light roared and swept across!

In the astonished eyes of the female cultivator in white and Wang Yian.

These dozens of giant worms were cut off directly.

"Who is this?"

"What an amazing swordsman! I feel that the true meaning of the swordsmanship contained in it is not much weaker than the true meaning of the master's swordsmanship!"

Wang Yian couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

But when she saw the familiar sword light, the female cultivator in white couldn't help but trembled all over and became slightly distracted.

Suddenly, I recalled the time when we exchanged sword skills...

As soon as the broken worm fell to the ground, more than ten worms jumped out from below, biting Wang Yian and the female cultivator in white again.

"Hurry up!"

The female cultivator in white shouted after coming back to her senses.

Wang Yian quickly grabbed the old man and flew upwards.

And just as he was flying upwards with all his strength, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar gray figure falling from the sky and falling downwards.

Wang Yian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"Da Mao?!"

The figure falling towards the worm below suddenly stopped.

He looked up helplessly and glared at him.

next moment.

The thin gray body swelled up as if it had been blown out of air!

"laugh!"

In the blink of an eye, a huge black demonic ape that was more than twenty feet tall, with three heads and six arms jumped onto the back of a worm.

As more than a dozen worms opened their ferocious mouthparts dripping with mucus and bit at the body, six arms hugged the worm at the same time, and then pulled it out with force!

The ground below cracked open.

A huge sea anemone covered with worms was actually pulled out by the demon ape!

"laugh!"

The demonic flames rose from the demonic ape's body, and its six arms struggled to tear apart, and countless worms were immediately torn to pieces.

"This, this is Uncle Da Mao?!"

"Uncle Da Mao is so awesome!"

Wang Yian looked at the demon ape below in disbelief, feeling that all his previous concepts had been overturned!

"How can these spiritual beasts of my father be so powerful?"

"Uncle Dafu is like this too!"

"Wait a minute, could that sword light from before be the same..."

Thinking of that possibility, Wang Yi'an's head trembled.

I couldn't believe it, but I also felt a sense of expectation.

He vaguely felt that his previous understanding of his father might have never been accurate.

"Maybe dad is not that weak after all."

It's just that these worms were pulled down by the demon ape, but they still survived. Some quickly connected with the sea anemone, and some actually shot straight towards Wang Yian and the female cultivator in white in the sky.

But it was ultimately in vain.

In Wang Yian's surprised eyes.

A familiar figure stood in front of him at some point.

An ordinary cattail leaf fan flew out from the man's sleeve and lightly slapped the mutilated worms.

Flames suddenly rose from the worm's body.

Then another blow, a dark wind blew away, and the worms turned into ashes in an instant.

Seeing this familiar figure, at this moment, Wang Yian seemed to have finally found his backbone. The grievances caused by the many hardships he experienced this day finally turned into one word:

"father!"

The young monk turned around slowly, saw Wang Yi's beard in full, and nodded slightly.

Then he looked past Wang Yian and looked at the female cultivator in white standing in mid-air. There was a slight embarrassment on her face, but she still managed a smile:

"I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing, fellow Daoist Qin?" (End of this chapter)