On the other side.

On Zimu Ling Island, three thousand miles away.

A gravel-free island.

Under a bare hill on this island, there is a rather spacious hall.

at this time.

In the wide hall, figures stood quietly!

Above the hall, three figures were sitting upright on stone chairs.

These figures all have one thing in common, they are all wearing black runs and masks.

The whole hall was like a ghost, silent without a sound, as if these figures were like ghosts, and looked extremely cunning.

As time passed, these figures remained motionless, like clay figures.

Even the three figures sitting upright on the stone chair are the same.

After a long time.

A figure sitting upright above stood up.

This action seemed to have a chain reaction, and the eyes of figures in the hall fell on the figure.

The figure stood with his hands behind his back, and a low voice came from the mask.

"Set off!"

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One by one, the figures were as fast as ghosts, and in the blink of an eye, they left the hall and appeared on the gravel islands everywhere!

But instead of rushing into the sky, they rushed to the coast of the island, quietly sank into the endless sea.

In the blink of an eye.

There is no more figure left on this island.

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At the same time.

Purple Wood Spirit Island.

The canyon is stationed in the north, and in a loft in the northwest corner.

In front of the window of the second floor pavilion, Cheng Buzheng was staring at the center of the island.

The spiritual energy is vast!

Countless spiritual energy visible to the naked eye gathered over the colorful light curtains, forming a huge spiritual energy funnel.

Long dragons of spiritual energy poured into the huge funnel!

It is like a funnel tube and is directly inserted into the colorful light curtain.

Not long.

A stream of purple rays emerged from the colorful light curtains.

In the blink of an eye.

A purple cloud about a hundred feet tall gathered over the colorful light curtain!

The rich purple glow mapped the white light cover above the center of the island into a lilac.

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Direction north!

Monitoring tower, inside the tower pavilion.

Jia Rong sat cross-legged on the cushion and quietly looked at the light curtain in front of him. The scene on the north side of the island was reflected in the light curtain.

The other four guard monks closed their eyes, as if they were closing their eyes to rest.

suddenly,

At the edge of the island, a dark column of light broke through the sea.

At the same time.

There is also a dark column of light in the other three directions, breaking through the sea and as straight as the sky!

See this.

Jia Rong knew that this was definitely not a means of monsters and wild beasts, it must be the evil cultivator!

otherwise.

Warning treasures will not be unresponsive!

Immediately, without any delay, he quickly injected a magic power into the warning treasure.

I saw the jade ruler floating above the pavilion, burst out with a bright blood-like glow, scattering over the pavilion.

Immediately, Jia Rong quickly spoke:

"My fellow Taoists, there is something wrong!"

He said as he took out a talisman.

I saw him muttering a few words, then raised his right hand and a red light flew towards the garrison point in the north.

Hearing words.

In addition, the four late-stage foundation-building monks who were closing their eyes to rest, quickly opened their eyes and looked at the light curtain in front of them.

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Four bright red fireworks scattered over Zimu Ling Island.

And outside the island, the four light columns that rushed into the sky, as dark as ink, were very bright!

Becoming brighter and brighter!

It was so bright that the three ink-like beams turned into black mist that could not see their fingers, and dispersed with a bang.

In the blink of an eye.

The black mist, as dark as ink, wrapped the entire island.

At this time, the vast endless sea could not be seen in the surveillance tower. There was only one piece of darkness, as if darkness had enveloped the entire island.

On the other side.

The monks who were resting in the island were also caught off guard by this situation.

First, there were abnormal spiritual fluctuations, then the glow filled the sky, and then the alarm fireworks.

They have never encountered this kind of change before.

Even though Qiao Hong guarded Zimu Ling Island for many years, he had never encountered such a situation!

at this time.

Qiao Hong also stopped polishing his realm and was about to go to the surveillance tower to check it out.

A stream of light flew from a distance and rushed into the orange light curtain.

Qiao Hong, who was walking down the second floor, waved his hand and a gap appeared in the orange light curtain.

Less tilt.

The red spiritual light appeared in front of Qiao Hong, revealing the original body of a red talisman.

See this.

Qiao Hong did not delay and directly opened the music transmission note.

Jia Rong's familiar voice came from the notes of the biography.

Listen to it.

Qiao Hong frowned, then took out nine sound transmission notes, moved the corners of his mouth a few times, then raised his right hand, and nine red spiritual lights rushed out of the attic and flew to various places.

After he left the attic, he stepped out of the air and flew straight to the surveillance tower to the west.

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In an attic, Ye Han sat cross-legged, his eyes drooping, and a sword weapon was placed horizontally between his knees.

Human-sword sympathy!

The sword weapon placed horizontally between the knees was slightly moved, as if communicating with Ye Han.

At this moment, Ye Han's cold face frowned and then stretched out his hand and waved it.

A red stream of light flew into him.

Qiao Hong's rough voice sounded in the quiet secret room.
To be continued...