On the coast, the army of sacrificial powers flew with flags. Thirty warships of different sizes were arranged in the port. The deck seemed empty, but they were actually hidden in the cabin. Each ship had several masts erected. On the cross-bow, it was not a canvas hanging, but a dense flying monster standing. Occasionally, one of them flew up, and the monsters were alarmed, as if the wind blew the sails. Suddenly, a real wind blew...

The wandering cultivator Ouyang Lei retracted his spell and fell on the deck. His face was pale and he had to breathe for a few efforts to calm down. Then he looked up and said to the several demon races around him, "Thirty warships, about five thousand demon soldiers."

"Thirty ships? All of them are so big?" The beast demon old man waved his hand and gestured. Their ship was not small anymore, more than 200 feet long and divided into five layers. After blessing various magic and spells, it can accommodate three or four hundred crew members, without sails on the sea, and it will soon surpass the galloping horse.

This ship is called "Flying Dragon". It was originally one of the three king ships of the Talang Kingdom in the southwest. After the Talang Kingdom publicly surrendered and sacrificed its life, it opened its doors to the demon race. At the beginning of the troubled times, humans still could not distinguish the similarities and differences of the forces of the demon race and blindly catered to please. So a group of spiritual monsters were able to sneak into the port of Talang City, sank dozens of war-stolen, and stole the remaining Flying Dragon King ship.

It was thanks to this warship that hundreds of demons and casual cultivators guarded the Xihai Demon Island for more than a year, and won more than a dozen battles of all sizes.

But this time, they met a real strong enemy.

Ouyang Luo stood up, "Five big ships, ten medium ships, fifteen small ships, and big ships are similar to our flying dragon ship." He paused, "The magician on the ship is very powerful, and he can detect my spells, and almost hit me directly with the clues."

The flying dragon ship is hundreds of miles away from the port of the Sacred World Fleet. Ouyang Luo has laid out multiple transit magic weapons in advance to check the situation in the port. The opponent's magician can actually counterattack in an instant, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

"When did the magician of the country of sacrificial power become so powerful?" Lao Chi felt unbelievable, "Did there be a big monster from the land of demons who defected to the country of sacrificial power?"

Ouyang Luo couldn't explain it clearly, and he still felt his heart beat faster.

The old spirit demon sandalwood incense burner uttered a long time. He was the leader of the flying dragon ship and had always put stability first. "Don't underestimate the country of sacrificing life. In the past year and over the past year, they have defeated the human army in three major wars, forcing the four vassal states to surrender one after another, showing extraordinary strength."

"Because there are the demon Taoist priests of Wangshan and Bingkui to help them." Lao Chong spat on the ground, very disdainful.

Sandalwood Burner thought for a while, "There is no other way. You must go to see the Spirit King. Please ask her to decide."

"I gave up before I even fought?" Lao Chuan widened his eyes, "We are here to protect the Spirit King, but in the end we have to rely on the Spirit King to protect him?"

"I just ask the Spirit King to decide. She should understand the situation here, and then say, if you have to fight, then do your best." Sandalwood Burner asked several spirit demons to control the ship and turned around and sailed to the north.

Lao Chi was still unwilling to give up and muttered as he walked: "Anyway, I have to fight a war. It is better to fight early than to fight late. There are magicians in the country, so we are not idle either. Everyone has learned a lot of magicians..."

Sandalwood sighed. Every time he had to make a decision and gave orders, he was like this. In the past, the scattered soldiers and brave soldiers were all fighting each other. Everyone could win, but now his opponent is a real army. His troops are several times more powerful than his own, so he was a little overwhelmed.

"How can I be the leader? It would be great if Jincuo was here. There has been no news about him for a long time..." Sandalwood thought about it and felt that the demons on the ship, including himself, were not suitable for this great task. Finally, his eyes fell on Ouyang Luo, "It's too young to convince the public."

Ouyang Luo was inexplicably heard and walked to find fellow practitioners of the casual cultivators. There were not many casual cultivators on the boat, and most of them were protected by Yang Qingyin back then, so they came to help.

After driving for five or six hours in a row, the flying dragon boat returned to Lingwang Island late that night, which is a large island in the West Sea. It has a natural port and is across the sea from the mainland. It is more than 100 miles away from the Demon-Suppressing Island in the north, and stores a large amount of supplies.

The flying dragon boat was docked on Lingwang Island, Sandalwood Burning, Ouyang Lu, Lao Chong and two other spirit demons flew to see the Spirit King. Sandalwood Burning didn't want to take Lao Chong with him, but the beast demon insisted on going, "I want to go, Lingwang's little baby likes me very much, and I like him very much."

"The last time he peed all over you, do you remember?" Sandang Xianglu said coldly.

Lao Chu laughed, "This shows that the tiger father has no dog son. Mu Donger has enough strength and direction. When she grows up, she will definitely be like his father. She is a good fighter."

The old man praised him endlessly, and the peers all laughed, and even the Sandalwood Burner shook his head, "It is a good thing for children to be energetic, but they are too naughty. They have pulled out a few of my beards."

"I almost bit off one of my horns."

"Look at the burn mark on my breastplate, which is what he left behind."

"Let's be careful this time and don't let him spray it with the water column again."

"Mu Dong'er is only over one year old?"

"He was born with a scattered cultivator's inner alchemy, and his mind was precocious. He was more than one year old than a child - it was the most naughty time."

The four demons talked and talked about it. The topic was always the naughty son of the Spirit King forgot the army of the sacrificial country. Almost all the humans and demons who had been to the Demon Island had suffered from Mu Dong'er, but no one was particularly angry, because those words could always be forgiven.

"Just the Spirit King can watch Mu Dong'er." Lao Chi sighed.

"What's strange is that the Spirit King doesn't even have an inner pill." Ouyang Luo was still a little moved when he mentioned the Spirit King, but he was more admiring than admiring.

"The Spirit King and Mu Dong'er are not ordinary people. All the Taoists have left. It would be a miracle that they dare to stay. I believe they will create more miracles in the future." Sandalwood said sincerely. It was thanks to this belief that less than a thousand demon clans and casual cultivators had been in the West Sea for more than a year.

All of the companions nodded in agreement, and their confidence increased. If there was no sudden sound on their heads, their confidence would have continued to rise.

"Mu Dong'er is the son of Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin?" It was a crisp woman's voice, which sounded without any malice, but it scared the four demons and one of them.

The flying dragon ship set up a large number of spells and posts around the Demon Suppression Island, and would warn them whenever there were infiltrators, but the speaker above his head obviously flew with them for a long time, but was not discovered.

Lao Chu was rude and found something strange. He immediately raised his head and roared. He spit out a large ball of golden light. This was the magic he learned and he was quite proud.

The light ball hit the target, but did not cause any damage. The figure in the air caught the light ball with both hands, rubbed it for several times, and turned it away. "Hey, I've long bumped, you've learned to use magic. It's not bad."

I looked at him closely. His eyes were not very good in the dark, but he heard the sound a little familiar, "Are you... Taoist priest Xiaohao?"

"Isn't it me?" The figure descended, and it was a graceful girl with a nice smile. "It's so familiar, I'm always thrilled. If you make another move, I'm not polite."

Lao Chi shook his head quickly, "Let's be polite, who is this little guy?"

Behind Xiaohao, a little demon, who was less than three feet tall. He looked like a child, but was a little thin. The demon blushed, "I'm Feifei. We've met him."

Lao Chong and several spirit demons remembered that since they were not enemies, they would not ask more questions and flew towards the Demon Suppression Island together.

Ouyang Luo was a little confused. After flying for a while, he couldn't help asking: "The nine major Taoist sects have retired. Did Taoist priest Duan hear about it?"

"Just call me Xiaohao, or 'Dao Taoist Majesty' too." Xiaohao turned his head and stared at Ouyang Luo, his eyes flashing like stars, and then continued, "Do you want to know where my inner elixir comes from now?"

Ouyang Lei was told the central story and said awkwardly: "It is said that the Taoist throne recovered all the inner elixirs that were wandering outside before retreating."

"Well, I've been spitting out the pill for a long time and refined it. Now I'm also Taoist Maestro Ouxia."

It was very casual, but Ouyang Lei was very surprised. They had met in the country of sacrificing life before. At that time, Xiao Hao was still using the old inner elixir. Even if he immediately vomited the elixir after separation, it was only a little over two years that she had reached the realm of Guxia. This speed was a bit amazing.

After all, Ouyang Luo is not a Taoist priest. He only heard about the difficulties of cultivation and did not know much. Congratulations, he did not ask more questions, but a stone fell to the ground in his heart: The Spirit King has another powerful helper.

Lao Chi kept looking at the little demon Feifei, "You didn't learn magic, right?"

Feifei was still so timid and blushed. He stuttered: "Well... it's... I'm learning Taoism from Taoist priest..."

Lao Chu's laughter was shaking, "Haha, the demon clan can also practice Taoism? Although you are small, your heart is quite big. Have you condensed into an inner alchemy? What realm?"

Feifei shivered for a moment, and the answer was as thin as a mosquito, and no one could hear it clearly.

The sun rises east of the mountain, and the crescent moon-like demon-suppressing island is right in front of me. Lao Chi stops asking questions, Fei Fei breathes a sigh of relief.

Lao Chi shouted from a distance: "King Ling, the country of Sacrifice sent a large army. How do you think this battle will be fought?"

Yang Qingyin had no inner elixir and her voice could not be transmitted too far. Bald man replied on his behalf: "I said I would go back and beat him... Hey, are they Xiao Hao and Feifei? Haha, you two stinky guys finally come to see me!"

A head sped from the island, Xiao Wei quickly grabbed the bald man's hair bun, "It's also Feifei if there is a 'stinky guy', not me. Did you draw the pattern on your face by yourself? The brushwork is too poor, let me change it for you."

The bald man's face was lined with lines of various colors, but he didn't know it. He was stunned when he heard this, and then he suddenly realized, "It's Mu Dong'er again..."

Before he finished speaking, a column of water suddenly spurted from the sea directly below, with a huge momentum and extremely fast speed, and he rushed towards the visitors in the air.

"This move is done again!" The old man was busy preparing to take the move, but it was too late.

Xiao Hao laughed twice, let go of the bald man's bun, and waved his left hand, and a little turtle appeared. The turtle opened its mouth and sucked it. The water column quickly closed, becoming the size of a finger, and was sucked clean by the turtle.

At the same time, Xiao Hao waved his right hand and a white and tender baby flew out of the sea, rushing towards Xiao Hao's palm with his hands dancing and feet.

"Come on, little guy, call senior sister quickly, or I will let the turtle bite you."

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