Chapter 463

On the entire floating island, except for a few people, everyone else died.

There was silence all around.

Wang Hongdao narrowed his eyes and looked towards the opposite side.

Qi Yan held a long sword like autumn water in his hand, and wore a bamboo hat on his head.

The edge of the hat was pressed very low, so it was impossible to see his face for a while.

But Wang Hongdao glanced over and recognized the identity of the other party.

It is indeed Qi Yan.

There isn't any difference.

Qi Yan looked at him lightly.

The two of them looked at each other, and did not stagger for a while.

Wang Hongdao first averted his gaze and carefully looked at the long sword in Qi Yan's hand.

He said, "No, you must not be Qi Yan."

"Why?" Qi Yan asked.

"That kid Qi Yan has never used a sword. He is good at the five elements of fire spirits and formations."

"Maybe I suddenly became interested in swordsmanship recently." Qi Yan said.

Wang Hongdao shook his head: "Swordsmanship is the most difficult and dangerous, and it cannot be accomplished overnight."

He raised his hand and moved spiritually.

A brightly colored insect was quietly lying on the back of his finger.

"Although you are wearing a hat, I can sense your general state - just with your strength, it is not enough to see in front of me, so if you want to survive, immediately tell me the coordinates of the new world." Wang Hongdao talking.

Qi Yan held a long sword and did not answer for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Hongdao continued: "Let's waste a little less time, no matter who you are, hand over the coordinates of the new world now, and then obediently ask me to place the ban. In this case, we will have more time to chat."

"Elder Wang is in a hurry?" Qi Yan asked.

"That's not true, it's just nonsense."

"why?"

"The more nonsense, the more variables."

Wang Hongdao's voice became full of killing intent: "I give you the last three breaths, immediately drop the sword and surrender, or I will kill you directly."

Qi Yan's long sword moved.

A sword glow flew out and slashed in the air.

Roar! ! !

In the void, a huge monster suddenly appeared, making a painful cry.

It was cut open from the head by Jianmang, all the way to the tail.

The yellow blood was like a torrential rain, blowing into the sky with the sword wind.

The monster died on the spot, and the body fell to the ground, motionless.

"Elder Wang, you told me to give me three breaths time, why did you suddenly do it?" Qi Yan said coldly.

Wang Hongdao's face darkened again.

"It's rare to have such a swordsmanship in such a low realm."

"But based on your strength, it's still a hundred thousand years too early to be proud in front of this old man."

Wang Hongdao spoke slowly, and the fluctuation of spiritual power in his body began to become terrifying and flaming.

The entire floating island trembled slightly.

"Is this kind of power the Xuanling period?"

Qi Yan felt the spiritual power fluctuations in the void, and said with a little emotion.

"The last chance, surrender to me, or the next moment will be your death." Wang Hongdao said expressionlessly.

Qi Yan said: "About my death, my son will not agree."

"Your son?" Wang Hongdao raised his voice sharply.

This name is really surprising.

This sentence represents more meanings that are hard to say for a while.

Wang Hongdao paused.

next second.

Qi Yan suddenly showed a look of attention.

Wang Hongdao also raised his head and stared at the sky.

"Boom!"

Something seemed to be broken.

Immediately afterwards, a series of vibrations sounded over the entire island.

Boom!

dong dong dong!

dong dong dong dong dong dong dong!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

The urgent and urgent sound of the beating of war drums was faster than ever.

The sound of the drums of war spread throughout the island.

This is the highest level of alarm in Guangyangmen, which means a dangerous situation involving life and death.

Once such a sound of war drums sounded, all the monks had to put down their work and rush to the bottom of the floating island.

Everyone has to be guarded there regardless of life and death.

Because this drum sound represents a problem with the most important law formation.

Large-scale spiritual isolation magic circle!

It is related to whether the demon can detect this island!

At this moment, this magic circle was destroyed!

For a sect, this is an endless war.

The ancient drums of war shook the island.

Wang Hongdao's face changed greatly.

In an instant, the spiritual power in his body was collected again and again, and in the end, not even a trace of spiritual power escaped.

He almost used the fastest speed to collect the spiritual power.

But the situation changed too suddenly, too quickly.

No matter how fast Wang Hongdao's movements were, it still had a slight effect.

In the void, dense black mouths appeared.

The unconscious bodies of the demons have all arrived.

These big mouths hang around the floating island and aim at Wang Hongdao together.

The black mouth was about to move, and then gradually quieted down.

What a pity, the spiritual power in that direction disappeared.

Just a little, they can find delicious food.

There are more and more black mouths, gradually filling the entire void.

The floating island where Guangyangmen is located is completely surrounded by the unconscious body of the demon.

Watching this scene, Wang Hongdao gritted his teeth and said, "You vicious boy..."

"Is there any way to do this? Your cultivation realm is too high, and the young master does not approve of letting you use your spiritual power." Qi Yan said leisurely.

They stand on a high platform.

The entire island where Guangyangmen is located can no longer emit any trace of spiritual power.

Because from this moment on, anyone who dares to use spiritual power will be discovered by the world demon's unconscious body, and then eaten by the world demon.

Neither Wang Hongdao in the Profound Spirit Realm nor Zhao Wuchui in the Taixu Realm could use the spiritual power in their bodies.

The black mouth in the sky opened downwards, revealing sharp fangs.

They are already in place and are waiting patiently.

Wait for a living being to reveal spiritual power.

Once they found the target, they would swarm up and eat the cultivator without leaving any dregs.

"This is how you deal with me?" Wang Hongdao stared at Qi Yan and asked.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of the drums was as fast as rain, urging people to fight for their lives to guard the magic circle for the sect.

As long as the magic circle is not repaired, the drums will not stop.

Originally, such a moment was the moment when all the monks rose up to protect the sect.

But almost all the monks were killed by Wang Hongdao.

No one can protect the magic circle.

This was the most embarrassing moment in Wang Hongdao's life.

His hand involuntarily reached for the storage bag.

"I know you have an escape boat, but do you dare to use a storage bag now?" Qi Yan said.

Wang Hongdao looked at the sky.

The sky is no longer visible, it is all the unconscious bodies of the demons.

They swayed constantly to sense the spiritual power around them.

Wang Hongdao's face darkened.

Opening the storage bag requires a trace of spiritual power.

But the appearance of this trace of spiritual power is likely to be captured by the unconscious body of the demon.

The consequence is death.

Wang Hongdao did not dare to gamble.

"But have you ever thought about it, you won't be able to run away by yourself." Wang Hongdao said.

"I didn't think about it." Qi Yan said.

Wang Hongdao couldn't believe it when he admitted so happily.

"I absolutely don't believe this. No one can ignore their own life and death." Wang Hongdao shook his head.

"Listen, I seldom hear such an ancient sound of urging war. This drum sound is unexpectedly good." Qi Yan said lightly.

He clenched his sword tightly and leaned forward slightly.

"Today, here, either you die or I die, and everything else is divided into life and death."

he finally said.

"Slow!" Wang Hongdao shouted loudly.

"You idiot, some things can be discussed slowly, why didn't you tell me, you controlled the magic circle of the floating island!" Wang Hongdao gritted his teeth.

"It's not necessary," Qi Yan said, "not to mention my son, even I think that fighting should be like fighting. It's really boring to calculate anything."

The long sword like autumn water pointed directly at Wang Hongdao.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Drums rush.

Fighting intent.

There seems to be a beacon.

"Huangquanjie, mountain girl, please enlighten me," she said.