The octopus genius's eyes flickered, but the octopus geniuses around him were quite moved.
The genius of the Sea Dragon Clan had already burst out with his cultivation aura, looking ready to make a move.
There are also geniuses from the Moray Clan, who are already surrounded by dazzling electric light, and are ready to attack at any time.
In terms of numbers, the other sea tribes are better than Ding Xiaoyi.
After all, Ding Xiaoyi only has the Sharman geniuses around him.
The Sea Whale Clan and a Sea Shark Clan genius left the Jellyfish Clan with only Shui Ling Hua.
The geniuses of the Shark race were all tortured by the strong man from Death Island until their aura was so weak that they no longer had much fighting power.
Only Gong Haiyan was not affected.
But Ding Xiaoyi had to face the five strong men from Death Island alone, and he felt even more pressure.
Those five experts from Death Island were slightly better than Mo Yuanxing.
Every black-robed strong man's body was filled with violent cultivation aura, and the billowing aura of death swept out like an overwhelming force.
When the other sea geniuses saw such a formation, their expressions changed.
"Ding Xiaoyi, today is your death day, and this mysterious sea world is your grave."
The cold voice of a black-robed figure echoed in the sky above the tall building.
His tone was filled with endless murderous intent, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes coldly. He looked at the five majestic Death Island powerhouses with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
"It's just a defeated general. No matter how many of you there are, it's nothing more than that."
Ding Xiaoyi raised the sword in his hand, and then sneered unceremoniously.
Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's unceremonious sarcasm, the five black-robed figures looked at
After a moment of concentration, the dark light in the cold eyes burst out.
The eyes were cold and fierce, and a chilling atmosphere arose spontaneously.
"Simply a frog in the well",
A figure in black robe said disdainfully.
After saying that,
The black-robed figure drew out a dark scimitar.
That scimitar was filled with layers of aura of death will, and every aura of death was filled with supreme power.
When all the figures in black robes drew out their weapons, the fighting spirit around Ding Xiaoyi became more and more intense.
"Boom, boom, boom",
Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual sea set off waves of shocking waves, and the Gang Yuan turned into tumbling waves and roared into the sky.
The aura of cultivation around him rose again and again.
The water spirit flower behind him also stirred up his own cultivation aura.
Her eyes kept flickering, and cold murderous intent arose spontaneously.
Ding Xiaoyi felt the murderous intention pulsating around Shui Linghua, and he couldn't help but frown.
"You don't have to force yourself. Just leave these five death warriors to me. Don't let those evil thoughts take over your mind."
Ding Xiaoyi held the water spirit catkins in his hands, and then comforted him.
The jellyfish woman nodded slightly, and the violent aura around her began to weaken.
"Shua...",
After Ding Xiaoyi finished explaining, he turned into a stream of light and shot towards the void.
When the five black-robed figures saw this, they also turned into five streams of light and shot towards Ding Xiaoyi. Six figures soon appeared in the void.
Ding Xiaoyi held the sword tightly, his eyes were as cold as light, and he looked at the five black-robed figures coldly.
He felt the determination of the five black-robed figures to kill him. The five black-robed figures had already sealed the surrounding space.
Let him escape.
"I have never understood why your Death Island keeps putting me to death. Do I have any deep grudge against your Death Island?"
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the five black-robed figures surrounding him, and he asked them calmly.
While at the Poseidon Rakshasa Temple, he met a strong man from Death Island.
The sword technique used by the strong man was exactly the same as that of Dao Wangzong.
He was very confused, but the strong man from Death Island was dismissive of Dao Gonzong.
It is said that Daowang Zong is just garbage expelled by death, which shows that the strength of Death Island is far better than that of Daowang Zong.
Five figures in black robes,
Five long knives flashed with the light of death, and an aura of despair arose spontaneously.
Five figures, endless death shrouded them.
The cultivation auras of the five black-robed figures were crushing towards Ding Xiaoyi like the five invisible mountains.
Ding Xiaoyi felt suffocated.
Feeling the power of the five black-robed figures, the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand let out high-pitched sword chants.
The sword's chant was as clear and crisp as the roar of dragons and phoenixes.
Ding Xiaoyi's chest also aroused strong fighting spirit, and he also needed a hearty battle to consolidate his cultivation.
"There is no reason, because Master Shi wants you to die," a black-robed figure replied to Ding Xiaoyi in a gloomy tone.
Hearing the answer from the black-robed figure, a look of confusion appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face.
"Who is Lord Stone? Is he the owner of Death Island?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked again doubtfully. He had never heard of Lord Shi, and naturally he didn't know Lord Shi.
But from what this black-robed figure said, he felt that there was no lie.
Lord Shi, he silently recorded this in his heart
a name.
When he goes out to the mysterious land of the sea, he must find out the truth.
"No, Master Shi is Master Shi. He is not anyone else, let alone my island master."
A figure in black robe shook his head and replied to Ding Xiaoyi, and his answer made Ding Xiaoyi even more confused.
Who is Master Shi? Could it be that Master Shi is an organization, or perhaps Master Shi is not a practitioner.
"Okay, we're going to send you on your way." A figure in black robe obviously didn't want to answer Ding Xiaoyi, he said quietly to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened, and it seemed that he would not be able to escape even if he had wings this time.
"hiss……",
A stunning sword light descended from the sky and struck down hard on Ding Xiaoyi's head.
That knife cut through the void,
Annihilating all the space in the void, it instantly appeared above Ding Xiaoyi's head.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but shudder as the harsh aura of death enveloped him.
He swung the long sword in his hand, and the bright sword energy swept out. The sharp sword light turned into countless sword shadows and surged towards the long sword that fell on the head.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng,...",
A series of crisp chirping sounds sounded.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a surge of Shen Xiong's impact, and his body couldn't help but fall downwards.
Just as his body fell, another shocking sword light struck his back.
The long sword flickered with ghostly light, and the aura of death lingered.
Everything around him was shrouded in the realm of death.
Ding Xiaoyi's backhand was a sword, and as soon as he drew the sword, the void shook.
A shocking sword light burst out.
That dazzling sword light hit behind me hard
On top of the long knife.
"boom",
A dull sound sounded, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was knocked back by the violent impact.
The other three long knives also swept in with endless death aura.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up a dazzling sword light that swung around.
"Sword Swinging Style"
With a sharp shout from Ding Xiaoyi's mouth, the sword energy swept away like a strong wind, and the layers of sword energy swayed towards the five figures.
"Bang, bang, bang",
After several dull sounds sounded, the five figures froze.
There was a solemn look in their eyes.
Ding Xiaoyi blocked their attack with one strike of his sword.
Ding Xiaoyi also felt uncomfortable. The power of death will surged from the five long knives and poured into his arms. The power of death could not help but erode his vitality.
His figure swept away, and his body rose up abruptly.
The sea of life also stirred up the power of various laws and surged into the meridians of his body.
The power of the Return to Ruins Law turned into a roaring dragon and swept towards the power of death remaining in his arm.
The power of death fled in all directions as if it had encountered its lifelong nemesis.
The power of the Return to Ruins Law instantly swallowed up the power of death that had eroded into his arm.
A few traces of the power of death were swallowed up by the power of the Devouring Law in Ding Xiaoyi's sea of life.
"Returning Sword Style"
Ding Xiaoyi's body rose up, and his body shot towards a black-robed figure like a baby swallow throwing itself into the forest.
His speed reached the extreme, turning into countless afterimages in the air.
The black-robed figure's eyes narrowed, and he raised the long knife in his hand and aimed at the incoming
The countless afterimages slashed away.
"Shua...",
I saw the sword light rising up one after another, and the sword light like a huge wave instantly enveloped the afterimages.
"Drunk, the sword energy is like frost",
A clear voice sounded, and a figure emerged from the layers of sword light.
It was Ding Xiaoyi.
