On the entire floating island, except for a few people, everyone else died.
There was silence.
Wang Hongdao narrowed his eyes and looked across.
Qi Yan held a long sword like autumn water in his hand and wore a bamboo hat on his head.
The edge of the bamboo hat was pressed very low, so his face couldn't be seen clearly for a while.
But Wang Hongdao recognized the other party's identity with one glance.
It was indeed Qi Yan.
Nothing is the slightest bit different.
Qi Yan looked at him with a calm expression.
The two people's eyes met, and they didn't miss each other for a moment.
Wang Hongdao first moved his eyes away and carefully looked at the long sword in Qi Yan's hand.
He said: "No, you must not be Qi Yan."
"Why do you see it?" Qi Yan asked.
"That kid Qi Yan never knows how to use a sword. He is good at the Five Elements Fire Spirit 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 achieved overnight."
He raised his hand and his spiritual power moved.
A brightly colored insect lay quietly on the back of his finger.
"Although you are wearing a bamboo hat, I can detect your general state - your strength alone is not enough in front of me, so if you want to survive, tell me the coordinates of the new world immediately." Wang Hongdao Said.
Qi Yan held a long sword and did not answer for a moment.
Seeing this, Wang Hongdao continued: "Let us waste less time. No matter who you are, hand over the coordinates of the new world now, and then obediently let me impose a 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 and there's no need to say more."
"Why?"
“The more nonsense there is, the more variables there are.”
Wang Hongdao's voice became filled with murderous intent: "I'll give you the last three breaths and immediately drop your sword and surrender, otherwise I will kill you directly."
Qi Yan's long sword moved.
A sword light flew out and struck in mid-air.
Roar! ! !
In the void, a huge strange insect suddenly appeared, making a cry full of pain.
It was cut open from the head by the sword light, all the way to the tail.
The yellow blood was like a heavy rain, blowing into the sky with the sword wind.
The strange insect died on the spot, and its body fell to the ground, motionless.
"Elder Wang, you said you would give me three breaths, why did you suddenly take action?" Qi Yan said coldly.
Wang Hongdao's face darkened again.
"It is rare to have such swordsmanship in such a humble realm."
"But based on your strength, it's still a hundred thousand years too early for you to be proud in front of me."
Wang Hongdao spoke slowly, and the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body began to become terrifying and intense.
The entire floating island trembled slightly.
"Is this kind of power the Xuanling Stage?"
Qi Yan felt the spiritual power fluctuations in the void and said with some emotion.
"This is your last chance, surrender to me, otherwise your death will be the next moment." Wang Hongdao said expressionlessly.
Qi Yan said: "As for the date of my death, actually my young master will not agree."
"Your young master?" Wang Hongdao raised his voice fiercely.
This title is really surprising.
This sentence represents more meanings that are difficult to express at the moment.
Wang Hongdao paused.
The next second.
Qi Yan suddenly showed a look of attention.
Wang Hongdao also raised his head and stared at the sky.
"Boom!"
It seemed like something was broken.
Immediately afterwards, a series of shaking sounds sounded over the entire island.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The urgent and pressing sound of the war drums beating faster than the last.
The sound of war drums spread throughout the island.
This is the highest level of alarm in Guangyang Gate, which means a dangerous situation involving life and death.
Once such a war drum sounds, all the monks must put down what they are doing and rush to the bottom of the floating island.
Everyone must protect it regardless of life and death.
Because this drum sound means that there is a problem with the most important magic circle.
Large spiritual isolation circle!
It is related to whether the world demon can detect this island!
At this moment, this magic circle was destroyed!
For a sect, this is an endless war.
The sound of ancient war drums shook the whole island.
Wang Hongdao's expression changed drastically.
In an instant, the spiritual power in his body was absorbed again and again, and in the end not even a trace of spiritual power was escaping.
He almost used his fastest speed to collect all the spiritual energy.
But the situation changed too quickly, suddenly, and violently.
No matter how fast Wang Hongdao moved, it still had a slight impact.
In the void, dense black mouths appeared.
All the unconscious bodies of the realm demons have arrived.
These big mouths hung around the floating island, all aimed at Wang Hongdao.
The big mouths were about to move, but then gradually became quiet.
It's such a pity that the spiritual power in that direction is extinguished as soon as it appears.
Just a little bit away from finding delicious food.
There are more and more big black mouths, gradually filling the entire void.
The floating island where Guangyang Gate is located is completely surrounded by the unconscious body of the world demon.
Wang Hongdao looked at this scene and gritted his teeth and said: "You vicious boy..."
"What can be done about this? Your cultivation level is too high, and I don't agree with you using your spiritual power." Qi Yan said leisurely.
They stood on a high forum.
The entire island where Guangyang Gate is located can no longer emit any spiritual power.
Because from this moment on, anyone who dares to use spiritual power will be discovered by the unconscious body of the realm demon, and then eaten by the realm demon.
Neither Wang Hongdao in the Xuanling realm nor Zhao Wuchui in the Taixu realm can use the spiritual power in their bodies.
The big black mouth in the sky opened downward, revealing sharp fangs.
They are already in place and waiting patiently.
Waiting for a living being to leak spiritual power.
Once they find the target, they will swarm up and eat up the monks to the last dregs.
"Is this 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 is as fast as a sudden rain, urging people to risk their lives to protect the sect's magic circle.
As long as the magic circle is not repaired, the drumming will never stop.
Originally, this moment was the moment when all the monks stood up to protect the sect.
But almost all the monks were killed by Wang Hongdao.
No one can protect the magic circle.
This was really the most embarrassing moment in Wang Hongdao's life.
His hand unconsciously reached for the storage bag.
"I know you have an escape boat, but now do you dare to use a storage bag?" Qi Yan said.
Wang Hongdao looked at the sky.
The sky is no longer visible, it is filled with the unconscious body of the world demon.
They kept shaking to sense the spiritual energy around them.
Wang Hongdao's face darkened.
Opening the storage bag requires a bit of spiritual power.
But the appearance of a trace of spiritual power is likely to be captured by the unconscious body of the world demon.
The consequence is death.
Wang Hongdao didn't dare to gamble.
"But have you ever thought about it? If this happens, you won't be able to run away either." Wang Hongdao said.
"I haven't thought about it," Qi Yan said.
He admitted so happily that Wang Hongdao couldn't believe it.
"I absolutely don't believe this. No one can disregard his own life or death." Wang Hongdao shook his head.
"Listen, I rarely hear such ancient war-promoting sounds, but the sound of this drum is surprisingly good." Qi Yan said calmly.
He gripped the sword tightly and leaned forward slightly.
"Today, here, either you die or I die. All other matters have to be decided in a matter of life or death."
he said at last.
"Slow down!" Wang Hongdao shouted.
"You idiot, we can talk about some things slowly. Why didn't you tell me that you controlled the magic circle on the floating island!" Wang Hongdao gritted his teeth.
"That's not necessary," Qi Yan said, "Not to mention my young master, even I think that fighting should be like fighting. There is really no point in calculating."
The long sword like autumn water pointed directly at Wang Hongdao.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The drums beat rapidly.
Strong fighting spirit.
There seems to be beacon smoke.
"In the underworld, Mountain Girl, please teach me," she said.
