Chapter 78

Seeing this scene, Mo Bei suddenly widened his eyes, and a light shone out in his pupils!

"This is the sword spirit, the real Taixu sword spirit!"

"roar!"

The amethyst white tiger stepped on the void, roared a few times to the sky, with violent power, and then pounced down from the sky, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the silver mountain ape hard!

A hint of fear appeared in the silver-pearl ape demon's eye. In a hurry, he smashed his fists hard at the Amethyst White Tiger.

The latter went straight down, his mouth was bloody, and he bit his fists hard!

"Click!"

Only the dull sound of bone cracks could be heard.

The white-haired giant claw of the Silver Peak Mountain Ape was bitten off by it!

Minced meat flew everywhere, blood splattered everywhere!

The Yinbei Mountain Ape screamed repeatedly, retreating several steps back, and his painful facial features twisted and shrank together!

The amethyst white tiger collapsed with four legs, poked out its front paws, and the hungry tiger pounced on its food!

The sharp and sharp fangs pierced into the neck of the Silver Peak!

The Silver Peak was instantly knocked to the ground. It twisted its body frantically, lost its white claws' arms, and slammed heavily on the beach!

Every time the hammer hit, blood splashed out, splashing out five feet away!

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sounds of thumping seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

The dull feeling made everyone present breathless, and their eyes stared at the scene in front of them.

The Silver Bell Mountain Ape wanted to struggle to break free from the amethyst white tiger, but the latter was not giving him a chance at all, so he had to make up for two more mouthfuls.

"Ao!"

The Silver Mountain Ape screamed and no longer moved.

The amethyst white tiger stretched out its scarlet tongue, licked the blood on its fangs, raised its head, twisted its tiger body, swung its tail, and slowly walked towards the group of silver mountain apes in an almost leisurely manner.

"roar!!!"

The amethyst white tiger raised its huge head and roared to the sky!

Tiger roars in the mountains!

The roar rushed into the sky, shaking the sky!

A terrifying momentum burst out from it! It was like a storm, bombarding the inner defense line of the people one after another. There was a timid disciple on the flying boat, who was so shocked that he staggered and fell on the ground.

Under this terrifying aura and beastly power, the group of silver-skinned mountain apes all showed horror on their faces, turned around and abandoned their companions, and rushed to flee into the mountains and forests.

They came and went like the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The footsteps spread from near to far away, and finally there was no sound again.

If it weren't for the hellish scene on the beach, it seemed like nothing had happened.

The white-clothed deacon snorted slightly, his face showed a splendor, his wrist shook, and his index finger ejected another light spot, which shook past everyone and penetrated into the body of the amethyst white tiger.

The amethyst white tiger gradually transformed, transparent, disintegrated, and then turned into colorful streams of light, flying back into the body of the white-clothed deacon.

The white-clothed deacon turned around and looked at the flying boat. The outer disciples who were mostly injured and only a few dozen people were left.

Looking at the fear on the faces of the outer disciples, as well as the uncertainty and gladness of the life after the disaster, the white-clothed deacon had no mercy in his eyes, but only mocking, and laughed:

"I have told you a long time ago that this demon island is very dangerous. You think this demon island is your place to play house. I tell you that if you are not careful, you will die here!"

All the disciples lowered their eyes, their faces were full of panic and fear, and they curled up in the corner, their bodies trembled involuntarily. They were as if they were returning home, and they wanted to leave this ghost place now and never come back.

The white-clothed deacon looked at the sky, changed his mind and said, "The time has come, let's go!"

At this moment, someone said weakly: "Sir... Senior brother, I still have companions but haven't come back..."

"So too..." One of the delicate women had a little white cheeks and red eyes. It was just now that Yingying had finished sobbing, she looked pitiful, but I still felt pity.

The woman sobbed and said hoarsely, "My...my senior sister escaped into the forest and hasn't come back yet..."

Among the surviving disciples, some sighed: "This time the loss is so heavy, I don't know how many disciples can come back."

"Didn't come back?"

The white-clothed deacon did not show any mercy, but only showed a cold smile on his face: "Do you think they can come back? If they don't come back, they will disappear and reincarnate!"

Hearing this, the woman's face turned paler a little, her nose became sore, and she couldn't help sobbing.

"rise!"

The deacon in white stopped talking and ignored the bodies on the beach, regardless of the carelessness, and shouted softly.

He pinched his right hand and, as his mind moved, a breeze rose from his body.

The huge flying boat slowly soared into the sky and flew towards the sky.

Until the Demon Island was almost out of sight and the flying boat had risen and sink into the clouds, Long Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his gaze that he had poked out, turned over, and sat down against the flying boat railing.

"Old, boss..." Long Haotian spoke weakly.

Mo Bei was immersed in the shock of the Taixu Sword Spirit's aftermath, and his mind was constantly recalling the extremely domineering amethyst white tiger.

After listening to Long Haotian's words, he raised his head slightly, looked at Long Haotian, and then looked at Fang Luoyou.

The three of them saw the glory of the disaster in each other's eyes.

This incident spread like wildfire and spread throughout the Penglai Peninsula in a very short time.

One transmission is ten to a hundred, and later the new outer disciples became frightened when they mentioned this matter.

For a time, the Demon Island once again became a forbidden place for all outer disciples, and no one dared to easily enter this place again!

The new outer disciples who went to the Demon Island suddenly dropped sharply.

...

The next morning.

The flying boat docked on the desert mountain was empty except for the white-clothed deacon!

"Guru, Guru!"

The white-clothed deacon held the wine gourd, raised his head and drank several sips, and calculated the time with bored fingers, grinning: "Time is up. Let's go..."

"Senior brother, wait!"

Outside the flying boat, a hurried shout came.

The white-clothed deacon turned his head and poked his eyes out of the railing. When he looked closely, he saw three figures running over from the market in a hurry.

The deacon in white stopped making gestures and waited for a while. The three of them climbed onto the flying boat in agile shape.

Long Haotian gasped slightly and grinned: "After all, I didn't miss this flying boat, otherwise I'd have to wait another one or two more hours!"

The white-clothed deacon raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of surprise. He looked at the three of them carefully and said slightly surprised: "Why are you here again?"

Fang Luoyou nodded to the white-clothed deacon: "Thank you, senior brother!"

Mo Bei smiled and said, "We are here, of course we are going to the demon island to hunt monsters."

When the deacon in white clothes heard this, the surprise in his eyes became more and more obvious. After a moment, he showed a sneer, narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Bei and said, "I remember, you are the group of survivors yesterday. Could it be that you are not afraid?"

Mo Bei smiled indifferently, and said neither humble nor arrogantly, "The world of cultivating immortals is extremely cruel, and it is the same everywhere. If you are greedy for life and fear death, why do you have to cultivate immortals? It is better to go home and farm the fields and go through the century and return to reincarnation.

I have a sword, what can I be afraid of? Wealth and honor are in danger!"

"Haha." The white-clothed deacon laughed out loud: "What a wealthy person who is in danger, I hope you can come out alive!"

Long Haotian was dissatisfied and walked over and glared at him: "Follow my boss, we can naturally come out!"

The white-clothed deacon didn't care, stared at Mo Bei for a moment, bowed his hand, and said, "My name is Ling Feng."

"I have met my senior brother, my name is Mo Bei." Mo Bei hugged his hands and replied with a greeting.

"Fang Luoyou." Fang Luoyou hugged his hands and answered briefly.

Seeing that Mo Bei had reported his name, Long Haotian had no choice but to say, "My name is Long Haotian, Mo Bei is my boss! You can see me when you see him."

The flying boat quickly took off again and landed on the beach of the Demon Island.

The bodies on the beach have long disappeared, and even the blood is gone.

Everything has returned to its original state again!

The three of them jumped off the flying boat and looked at the endless and endless mountains and forests, and became much more cautious.

Long Haotian didn't dare to take the sword without restraint, swaying around and walking around. Instead, he drew out the sword early, squinted his eyes, and turned his eyes thief so that the monster could rush out so that he could escape first.

"The silver-pearl ape does not live in the mountains and forests. Perhaps something happened yesterday, which caused them to rush into the mountains and forests." Fang Luoyou followed Mo Bei to read a lot of books during this period and said, "Let's go to the mountains and forests to have a look?"

"Not good?" Long Haotian showed a hint of panic and said in a little fear: "Who knows whether the silver mountain apes have left? Otherwise, let's go to the sea to have a look?"

Fang Luoyou shook his head and said, "That monster in the sea needs to be avoided water to go into the sea to hunt and kill. Water-avoiding beads cannot be bought with spirit stones. I have become self-reliant, and the Fang family will no longer support me!

Moreover, several good places in the sea have been scattered!"

"You don't know, but I know very well." Fang Luoyou stretched out his finger and said: "Ji Wubing from the Ji family, Ye Qingshuang from the Ye family, and Chen Qingzhu from the Chen family."

"The three of them have already booked the monsters in the sea of ​​the demon island." Fang Luoyou pondered for a moment and said, "If we go, we won't get the share of the pie."

"Because there are silver-pearl apes in the mountains, it is very dangerous, and they dare not go up the mountain!"

Fang Luoyou said this and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that our disciples of Fang's family do not practice here, so they bookmark the venue. Otherwise, we can try it."

Long Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up and he said anxiously: "Okay, OK, this is a good suggestion! Let's go to the place where your Fang family's children will practice!"

Mo Bei shook his head and declined, "There are too many people, which has little effect on cultivation. Let's go into the mountains and be careful."

The three of them walked into the forest carefully again.

The mountains and forests were still in a mess, with big trees breaking and falling, and the grass falling from place to place.

But the corpse and blood were like the beach and disappeared.
Chapter completed!