Chapter 170 Broken Island
The rootless island was cut into two parts, the iron tail of the black tortoise sank deeply into the mud, and the sea water rushed up to the sky, forming a water curtain of a waterfall boat. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
The scattered cultivators and the demons flew in the air like a group of insects. Some people were still fighting, but they didn't know what they were fighting for. Others tried to fly northeast, hoping to return to the Qishan Islands, but their speed was relatively slow, and they couldn't fly out of the range of the stormy waves for a while.
The dozens of small boats that circled the black tortoise lost the ability to drive automatically. The passengers used all means to paddle, floating in the waves, and the speed was even slower.
A few scattered cultivators and demons still stayed on the back of the black tortoise. They had given up the attack long ago, but they couldn't fly and couldn't grab the boats, so they could only hold on to a hard shell and pray for a miracle.
A dozen people flew out from underwater. They were Hong Futian and others, but they brought worse news.
"The Iron-backed Flood Dragon is coming!" The man who shouted this sentence flew southwest in a daze, but he was farther away from the Qishan Islands. However, a large group of people followed him without asking why.
Hong Futian stopped in the air to observe the situation. Even if nearly a thousand casual cultivators and demons could not kill the World-Destroying Black Tortoise, they could fight with it. In the end, the only ones who caused damage to the Black Tortoise were the two Pangshan Taoist priests. It is true that a mob cannot make a difference. Hong Futian still refused to give up. He flew back to the half island and shouted loudly: "Come back to the island, Iron-backed Flood Dragon..."
The underwater dragon was moving faster than he thought. Before he finished speaking, the long Iron-backed Flood Dragon suddenly jumped into the sky and turned in the air, like a steel-blue rainbow, with its head approaching the half-rootless island where Hong Futian was standing.
The whole sea area was filled with screams. There was a Black Tortoise below and a dragon above. Those who could not fly had completely lost hope. Several demons ignited demon fire on their bodies for no reason and roared loudly. He actually rushed towards his nearest companion, wanting to die with them.
"Ancient God, protect me!" Hong Futian did not dodge, holding his magic sword high in his hand, shouting at the ancient god. While sending out lines of fire.
The huge dragon head was getting closer and closer. The sea water flowing out of its mouth was like a downpour, not only extinguishing the fire line. It also poured water on the caster. Hong Futian had just flown out of the sea and took another full body bath.
Half of the island under his feet rose and fell with the waves, and a huge cave-like mouth rushed down from his head. Hong Futian encountered the most dangerous moment in his life. He was wanted by the government and the Longbin Society in Ying State, and he had been in danger several times, but none of them was like this, with nowhere to escape and powerless to resist.
"Ancient God, protect me!" He shouted in a more fanatical tone, and the magic sword in his hand made a buzzing sound. From white to red, the pouring sea water was burned into balls of steam.
The dragon head was only a few feet away from him.
The mottled skin and yellow-white giant teeth were clearly visible. Hong Futian finally changed his words. "I am a guest of Qishan, not your enemy!"
It was not known whether this sentence worked or the dragon had a plan. As soon as Hong Futian finished speaking, the rainbow-like dragon did not descend again, but burned in the air. The fire was hundreds of times stronger than the fire line emitted by Hong Futian.
The dragon burned very quickly, and a large amount of ash was formed in an instant, which was blown away by the wind. The already wet Hong Futian was covered with dust again.
There was something that was not burned. A huge white fish fell heavily at Hong Futian's feet and struggled desperately.
Hong Futian was completely stiff. It took him a while to wake up. He looked down and saw that it was not a white fish, but a person. The man was naked. His whole body was normal, but his head was still blazing, like a strange-shaped helmet, and it was changing from big to small, changing back and forth between dragon and human form.
Suddenly, another head spit out from the burning head, and then the flames finally went out.
Hong Futian was a man who had seen the world, and even dared to lead the charge towards the World-Destroying Black Tortoise, but he was still stunned by the scene in front of him and stood there motionless.
The man transformed from the Iron-Backed Dragon stood up, retched a few times, and looked at the head not far away, surprised and angry, "What the hell? It almost choked me to death."
The head was as surprised and angry as him, "What the hell are you? You didn't listen to my control. Hey, why did you come out? Where's Brother Xiaoqiu? Where's Fangfang?"
The bald man ran to the edge of the island, and a row of huge waves came, and half of the island was almost overturned. The bald man fell down, and Hong Futian had reacted and grabbed his hair.
Hong Futian flew cautiously behind the island, which saved him from a disaster. The World-Destroying Black Tortoise cut off the Rootless Island, freeing up its most powerful weapon. Its iron tail dived into the deep sea, and it began to sweep vigorously from its mouth, stirring up a huge vortex with a diameter of hundreds of feet, which swept in everything with a range several times larger than this. The whirlwind formed rushed straight into the sky, and the scattered cultivators and monsters flying in the air could not escape.
The sky and the earth changed color, and the living creatures in it did not even have the opportunity to change color, with only one exception.
The man transformed from the dragon stood firmly on half of the island. Even though his body was parallel to the sea surface, he did not fall down. Instead, he shouted happily: "Where is the Taoist priest of Qishan? Come out to see me!"
The dragon is a strange beast like the Black Tortoise, and its power is far inferior, but after turning into a human form, it can perform magic. Under his control, although half of the Rootless Island was in danger of overturning at any time, it was never sucked into the vortex. On the contrary, the other half of the island was sinking deeper and deeper and falling apart amid screams.
The bald man couldn't see the situation on the other side of the island, but he could see the sky, "Brother Xiaoqiu! Fangfang!"
Xuanwu went on a killing spree that day, and only a hundred or so casual cultivators and monsters survived. They all narrowly escaped death, but they all remembered this scene: two Pangshan Taoist priests rushed out of the sea and flew in the whirlwind. There was a long whip with flashing electric light in his hand, which spun in a circle and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The survivors returned to the half-remaining Wugen Island one after another. They were all in shock and stayed away from the naked man. They all saw that this was an iron-spine dragon in the form of a dragon.
Alien beasts rarely take the form of humans, which makes this iron-spine dragon extremely unusual.
The man was tall and strong, with long wet hair hanging straight to the ground. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a proud expression. He looked around, first looking at Hong Futian, who was also wet. He was obviously not satisfied, but he did not create a covering himself. He strode up to a demon clan of about the same height and said, "Hand over your clothes."
The demon immediately took off his coat and handed it over without saying a word.
The bald man jumped up to Hong Futian's head and looked around, "Where are Brother Xiaoqiu and Fangfang?"
Hong Futian didn't know, but the dragon man said as he was getting dressed: "Xuanwu dives and leaps a thousand miles in one step. They should be somewhere thousands of miles away at this time."
The bald man's hair lost its support and fell on Hong Futian's bun. "Thousands of miles away, where can I find it?"
Hong Fu really didn't like the extra head on top, but he didn't shake the bald man away. He took two steps forward, raised his hands and asked, "Are you Yin Shengqian, the King of Iron Dragons in the South China Sea?"
The dragon man didn't answer. He looked up at the lonely head and said after a while: "Interesting, does the Nine Dao Tradition also accept monsters as disciples?"
The bald man's hair had been spelled. After some tossing, the shape had not changed much, and there was still a long hairpin. He said listlessly: "I am not a demon, my name is Mu Songxuan, and I am a disciple of Pangshan. Can you look at it again? Look where Brother Xiaoqiu and Fangfang were taken?"
The people on the island were whispering, and they were sure that this person was Yin Shengqian, the King of Iron-backed Dragons in the South China Sea, but no one dared to come up and speak.
Yin Shengqian frowned. He went through many hardships to reach half of the island of Qishan. Unexpectedly, he only saw one Daotong head, "Are there any Daotong disciples? Pangshan, Qishan, Luanjing Mountain, any one will do." "
A casual cultivator pointed to the sky, "Coming, coming, these are all people."
More than ten Taoist priests fell from the sky and landed on the island. The leader was Shen Jiyi, a Taoist priest from Yashan. The three Taoist priests who went to the front to report the news had not arrived yet. They had already discovered that the rear was in danger. There was a Taoist priest whose main magic weapon could fly immediately. Retracement, but still a step too late.
Only half of Wugen Island has lost its magic protection, and all demons can cast spells at will.
Yin Shengqian's face turned cold. He recognized these Taoist priests, "Ah, the murderer of Tiejiao has arrived. Do you still remember me?"
Of course Shen Jiyi remembered that he saw the dragon landing on the island in the distance, and he only regretted that he flew too slowly.
Yin Shengqian laughed loudly, "But we are already standing on the island of Qishan, so we have to give up temporarily. I will seek revenge on you in the future."
"Can't wait to see more." Shen Jiyi said coldly. He was a little vague as to whether the remaining half of Wugen Island was still part of Qishan. However, after weighing it, he decided to stop fighting, "So you came to Qishan for refuge." Coming?"
Yin Shengqian laughed again, but the laughter was full of desolation and sorrow, "Yes, the Tiejiao clan across the South China Sea has no way to go, and they actually want to take refuge in Qishan. Haha, laugh at them as much as you like, but it is only for this moment."
King Jiao put away his smile and glanced around, "You have all seen that the decisive battle between the demon clan and the Taoism begins today. I am here to issue a warning to the Nine Taoisms: Be prepared, this is not a few hundred It is an ordinary war that occurs once a year, but it is the final decisive battle. The war will never stop unless one side dies. "
Daotong has already received the news that the Kraken is preparing to attack Luanjing Mountain. The nine masters are now gathering together to discuss countermeasures. Qishan is located at the southernmost edge of the Nine Daotong, and it is attacked more frequently. Shen Jiyi does not feel that King Jiao What's new in the warning, "Why did you betray the Siren and come to Qishan to take refuge?"
"Didn't you hear clearly? The war will not stop unless everyone on one side dies. The Tiejiao clan is not willing to be on the front line, let alone to be exterminated. Go call all the Taoist disciples, this is a war that you cannot avoid. Take me to see the nine masters, I have more important news."
The island was silent, and the coming and going of the World-Destroying Xuanwu greatly increased the atmosphere of the decisive battle. In the past several attacks on Qishan, we had never seen such a big guy.
Thousands of miles away, Pangshan disciple Mu Xingqiu poked his head out of the water, also looking for the whereabouts of the big guy and Fangfang. After experiencing a huge impact, the two were separated.
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