Junior sister took first place again

Twelve water columns exploded on the sea surface, and the six people from Xuanling Sect were surrounded. The Wei family's Burning Heaven Art ignited the entire battlefield.

Shi Yan roared as he smashed the third wave of arrows. The bones of his left arm pierced his muscles, but he still bit Qiu Rumo's silver thread with his teeth and swung it through the air. His black iron fist glove pierced through the heart-protecting mirror of the Beastmaster Sect disciple.

"It feels so good!" He slammed into the reef with a mouth full of blood foam, and the fangs of the three sea dragons behind him were approaching the back of his neck.

"Xun position!" Wen Yan's ears were bleeding, and the green light emitted by the six-yao disk wrapped around the stone rock.

Lan Ying's medicine cauldron barely blocked the sea dragon's sharp teeth, but the cauldron body was entangled by the Disha Sect's soul-locking chain.

With a "crackling" sound, the powder of the rotten heart butterfly mixed with the medicinal liquid in the cauldron was splashed, and the nearest disciple of the Seven Killing Pavilion was eliminated instantly.

Mu Zhao's Dragon Roar Sword drew a sad and beautiful arc of light in the chaotic army. The veins in the young sword cultivator's right arm bulged, and when the palm print of the Disha Sect pressed down on his head, he rushed towards the golden light with his sword. Waves of confrontation swept across the sea, and from time to time, waves more than ten meters high were raised.

"Senior Sister." Qiu Rumo's silver threads snapped in half, her moon-white brocade robe stained blood. The Tianji Pavilion's chain crossbows were fully loaded, their seventy-two bone-eating arrows blocking all of the Xuanling Sect's escape routes.

The Xuanling Sect leader wiped the blood from her brow, and four Heavenly Secret Sticks ignited a faint blue flame in her palm. She suddenly stepped on Wei Mingran's blazing waves and rushed upward, her dark robes fluttering in the heat like a demon.

"Kan water covers Li fire--" The blood-stained battle flag was inserted into the boiling sea water, and the reef that was torn by the tidal beast three days ago suddenly glowed.

The entire sea area began to spin.

Wei Mingran's pupils suddenly shrank: "Retreat quickly! She's going to detonate the tidal remnants..."

late.

Ning Jiasheng crushed the ice spikes in his sleeves, and Mu Qingge's breath split the battlefield like a sharp blade.

The roar of an ancient beast came from the bottom of the sea, and the sealed tidal force gushed out along the formation pattern she tore.

The natal magic weapons of the six people of Xuanling Sect hummed at the same time, forming a blood-red star map in the huge waves - it was the Soul Burning Formation that was activated in the desperate situation!

"Give it all to me——"

Mu Zhao's Dragon Roar Sword was the first to crack, and the sword light turned into a hundred-foot-long black dragon.

Shi Yan tore off the stump of his left arm and flung it towards the center of the formation. Qiu Rumo burned his blood and essence to reconnect the silver thread. When Wen Yan's six-line disk completely shattered, the entire sea was dyed an eerie purple-red.

". . . . . .Leave!"

Ning Jiasheng's shout and the tsunami exploded at the same time.

The twelve pursuing troops were horrified to find that the sea water beneath their feet had solidified into a huge abyss.

The moment Wei Mingran's Burning Heaven Art collided with the remnants of the tidal formation, eighteen black ice spikes lit up in the eastern sky.

"Crack!"

The ice spikes pierced accurately into the remaining formation in the sea. The roar of gears turning came from the bottom of the sea, and the sea water within a radius of ten miles suddenly boiled.

"Not good!" Wei Mingran's staff lit up the Burning Heaven Technique again, but the nine golden suns were suddenly sealed by the black ice.

Five ice chains suddenly rose from the waves. The Bishui Sect, led by Mu Qingge, stepped on the waves and broke through the air. Wherever the frosty skirt swept past, the swords of the Qisha Pavilion disciples were frozen.

Mu Qingge! \"Wei Mingran's roar tore through the waves.

"It seems that Lord Wei's formation is still missing a core." Mu Qingge condensed a water-colored hexagram at his fingertips, which was printed exactly on the Zhen position of Wen Yan's six-line plate.

The entire sea area suddenly sank three feet, and countless soul-eating tentacles suddenly stretched out from the sea water, frantically wrapping around the pursuers' ankles.

Ning Jiasheng took the opportunity to throw out four Tianji sticks: "Mu Zhao!" The young swordsman inserted the blood-stained Dragon Roar Sword into the center of the formation. The poisonous insects that emerged from the cracks in the scabbard resonated with the black ice chains, forming an ice and fire cage above the pursuers' heads.

"Do it!" The two sect leaders made hand gestures at the same time.

Lan Ying's medicine cauldron exploded with modified Corrupted Heart Butterfly Powder, while Qiu Rumo's silver threads, piercing the pursuers' vital points through the poisonous mist, Shi Yan swung the Tianji Pavilion's crossbow cart and smashed it at the Beastmaster Sect's sea dragon.

Wei Mingran's staff blazed with a final burst of flame: "Fellow Daoist Lin, what do you think..."

Before he could finish his words, Mu Zhao's poisonous insects had already fed on the Burning Heaven Technique's spiritual energy and entered his body. Mu Qingge's ice spikes simultaneously pierced through both of her shoulders, pinning her to the center of her own formation.

"Closing the net." Ning Jiasheng's sword finger crossed the sea, and the remaining tidal formation suddenly closed. The jade tokens of the twelve teams were all shattered in the stranglehold of ice and fire.

The disciples of the Bishui Sect suddenly removed the black ice chains and left the last three team leaders to the Xuanling Sect to deal with - this was an unspoken distribution of the spoils.

When the sea surface returned to calm, Mu Qingge's ice blade was already pressed against Ning Jiasheng's throat: "I'll settle the score with the Soul Devouring Gu next time we meet."

"Junior Sister Mu's Mysterious Ice Soul has dissipated 30% of my sword energy." Ning Jiasheng smiled and deflected the ice blade, throwing the blood-stained Bishui Pendant back to the other party.

The newly added crack on the back of the jade pendant just completed the incomplete Zhen Gua from the previous day.

As the two groups left, the morning sun was breaking through the poisonous fog on the sea.

Lan Ying forced the last of the poison out of Mu Zhao and suddenly chuckled, "Senior Sister, did you know Immortal Mu would come?"

"When she's willing to lend me the water sign." Ning Jiasheng stroked his sleeves. "A true hunter never misses a chance to hunt."

The names of Xuanling Sect and Bishui Sect suddenly appeared at the front of the Qingyu List, but before more cultivators arrived, their names and the numbers on the Tianji Signs disappeared one after another.

"What's going on?! Could it be that the Xuanling Sect and the Bishui Sect were wiped out all at once?"