Chapter 188 At the last moment, an old friend appears
Between heaven and earth, water mist filled the air and roared continuously.
The rumbling sound of the tsunami became the only main theme. Lin Shan, Black Skeleton Demon Lord and Luan Chun leaned together to launch defense against this natural disaster.
The sight was so white that I couldn't see my fingers. I couldn't see the sea or the flying boat, and I didn't know how the battle between Protector Yan and the elders of the Shark tribe in the center of the battlefield was going. They could only faintly hear the shouts amidst the sound of the tsunami.
Three breaths later, an earth-shattering explosion came from directly in front.
"Boom!"
The first thing that came was the violent air wave, which hit the three people directly at the speed of sound without any warning and no time to react!
"Bang!"
"Click click click."
The three of them were knocked tens of meters away by the air wave. The high-level magic weapon shield thrown by the Black Skeleton Demon Lord failed to withstand it and directly broke into fragments all over the sky.
"Is this the magic weapon produced by the master of weapon refining?"
Lin Shan looked at the Black Skeleton Demon Lord with a puzzled expression. Your technical level is not good. You can't stop the aftermath of a single spell. Did you buy the title of Master of Weapon Refining?
The Black Skeleton Demon Lord was so angry that you didn’t even look at the aftermath of this? A high-level magic weapon can block the aftermath of the Golden Core Stage monk's use of bloodline magic. Isn't that enough?
But before they had time to explain, the surging tide rolled in, and the overwhelming pressure gathered in their hearts. They instantly saw that the white water vapor around them had lost its color.
It turned out that the tsunami blocked the sun and swept down from above their heads.
The all-devouring terror made it impossible to breathe. The roaring tides were like thousands of troops, and bursts of thunder roared like explosions.
The Black Skeleton Demon Lord held up the defensive magic weapons one by one, Luan Chun took out the defensive talismans one by one, and a blue light array lit up on Lin Shan's body.
Compared with the huge waves in the sky, the three small dots were like fireflies and bright moons. They disappeared into it in the blink of an eye. Only the vague scolding of Protector Yan in front could be heard, as if she had used some trump card at the critical moment. .
……
At some point, the world became quiet.
The sky is clear, the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed, and the endless sea has returned to its former tranquility,
"Wow~"
Three figures below the sea surface broke out of the water and flew into the sky again, breathing the air freely and freely, as if they were reborn after a disaster.
"Master!"
Luan Chun first spotted a small boat floating on the sea. Yan Yuanchun was sitting on the bow of the boat adjusting his breath and recovering. Lin Shan and the Black Skull Demon Lord quickly followed.
Returning to the airship, I found that the flying magic weapon was in tatters, and most of the hundreds of demonic monks had been injured. It was not known whether it was due to fighting with the Sharman tribe or being affected by the magical power.
Yan Yuanchun's face was pale, and her aura was plummeting. She had a faint tendency to fall from the golden elixir stage. I don't know how she resisted at the last moment and saved the lives of the entire ship.
The surviving demonic monks on the ship all looked defeated, with no fighting spirit or confidence in their eyes, and they were all lamenting. They had not seen the shadow of the righteous monks yet. It was just a group of aliens who had brought them to this point. Only Zhong The old man also knew how to care about Protector Yan's condition.
A quarter of an hour later, Yan Yuanchun suppressed his injury for the time being.
"The Sharman clan elder's injuries are no less serious than mine. He has already taken advantage of the chaos to evacuate. We can't stay too long to prevent him from returning to the tribe to mobilize reinforcements. It would be bad to kill another carbine."
While saying this, she paused and looked at Luan Chun beside her. After sensing that the little girl was not injured, a trace of endearment flashed in her eyes.
"Leave here immediately and cross the stormy sea as soon as possible."
No one had any objections, and of course it was impossible for them to have any objections. After all, they had to rely on Protector Yan’s golden elixir-level combat power to escort him along the way. Of course, Lin Shan's powerful killing of four Shark Clan foundation builders by himself just now also made everyone in awe of him.
Lin Shan didn't feel anything at all. The strength of a foreign race like the Shark Race was ordinary and there was no way they could be his opponent. As for the shark girl who was taken away by his golden elixir stage elder, he had no intention of recovering her.
The summoning contract has been signed, and we will become a family from now on. It doesn't matter where she is.
Next, at Lin Shan's invitation, the Black Skull Demon Lord reluctantly worked as a repairman, refining the magic weapon flying boat and re-engraving the inscription formation on it. This transportation tool was like being remade from the furnace, and it was glowing. newborn.
Lin Shan's subordinates were not surprised by this, but Protector Yan, Luan Chun and others were surprised. They didn't expect that this skeleton monster had such a high level of weapon refining. He could repair a high-level magic weapon in less than a while, which was still relatively expensive. The flying magic weapon, could this be the master of weapon refining?
The skeleton monster kept laughing strangely, and seemed to be very impressed by the surprised looks of the female nuns. Since it followed Lin Shan, it had never been looked at seriously, and it finally showed its face in front of people.
Yan Yuanchun didn't pay too much attention to this matter. He turned around and controlled the flying boat, carrying everyone towards the horizon.
……
Two days later, a hurricane broke out in the squally sea.
The entire sky and earth were filled with gloomy darkness. The waves were rolling below, the pouring rain was swept by the strong wind, and a spaceship was flying steadily in the sky.
Everyone on the ship gathered on the deck, looking at the looming lightning in the distance, as if a disaster was coming in the wind and rain.
"After crossing hundreds of miles of sea, we will completely leave the Song Dynasty and enter the waters of Yan State."
"At that time, the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly."
"Yeah, then you won't have to worry anymore."
"I am leaving my hometown and I am afraid that I will not be able to come back in my lifetime"
……
Listening to the discussions among the people behind them, Protector Yan and Lin Shan felt heavy in their hearts, because they knew that things were not that simple at all.
The Zixiao Sect's army had penetrated into the major sea areas in the north more than ten days ago. The closer it gets to the border, the greater the chance of encountering an obstruction from the righteous coalition forces.
After all, the Sharks had already rebelled. With their eyes, ears and channels, it was easy to understand the whereabouts of the people on this boat. When the time came, they would probably report it to the righteous monks for interception. The rear of the East China Sea has probably been captured by Zhengdao. They have no choice but to rush forward and flee to the waters of Yan State. Even if there is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den ahead, we can only go through it bravely.
As for the outer sea, it is the world of alien races and monsters. If the human race is gone, life and death are even more uncertain, so it is better to fight for the way forward.
A few hours later, the wind and rain ahead gradually became lighter. Everyone was calculating the distance in their minds, knowing that they would soon be leaving the East China Sea.
However, a team of people has already blocked the road ahead and has been waiting for a long time.
"Stop."
Yan Yuanchun raised his arms, and the flying boat slowly stopped in mid-air, standing like a rock in the violent storm.
Her eyes penetrated the misty water vapor and saw figures hundreds of meters away on the opposite side.
There were waves of tides on the sea below, thunder rolling in the distance, and rain hitting the shield of the airship made a loud "pap-pap-pap-pap" sound.
A chill hung over everyone. They knew that this moment would come sooner or later, it was just a matter of sooner or later. The slightest bit of luck they had before was finally completely extinguished.
As expected, the righteous monks blocked their escape route in advance and made up their minds to lock them in the East China Sea, specially intercepting them accurately on the way forward. With the Shark tribe as an ally to pass on information, every move of the demonic monks in the stormy sea was known to the other side.
"Fairy Yan, we say goodbye to the Zixiao Sect. We haven't seen each other for several years. I didn't expect that we would meet again in such a scene."
A middle-aged man's voice came from the monks opposite. It was rich and clear, and his tone was calm. From what he said, it seemed that he was an old rival of Yan Yuanchun, and had a relationship with him during the battle of Zixiao Sect.
The eyesight of everyone on the flying boat was not that good, and they could only see the faint blur on the other side through the heavy rain, but they didn't know how many people there were and what their cultivation level was, except of course Lin Shan.
It was no problem for him to see through ordinary illusory formations, let alone distant scenery.
He could clearly see that the five people in front now were five righteous golden elixir monks, and one of them was his old acquaintance: Lei Yuzi of the Zixiao Sect.
Among the dozens of Foundation Establishment Stagers behind him, Lei Zhenzi, Lei Yunzi, and even Lin Fan were all prominently listed.
There are many people with profound Taoist skills among these people. For example, Lei Yuzi and Lin Fan can see clearly from a distance. They were also slightly surprised when they saw Lin Shan, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
They had no idea about Lin Shan joining the demonic camp. After all, everyone has their own ambitions, but now that they met under such circumstances, it would probably be difficult to end.
Lin Shan also lamented that fate played tricks on people, and met one of the few friends in the world of cultivation on the way to escape. However, the Zixiao Sect is responsible for attacking the northern sea area, including intercepting the Black Lotus camp's retreat, and these people were originally brothers from the same lineage, so the probability of encountering them is not low.
As for Lei Yuzi's advancement to the Golden Core Stage, and Lin Fan's breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was not surprised at all.
A Nascent Soul seed, a child of destiny, cannot stand still for so many years.
At this time, Yan Yuanchun had already stood up. She stepped into the air step by step, like a lone brave man walking alone, fearless in the face of hundreds of pairs of eyes, carrying the hope of everyone in the Demonic Way on her shoulders. .
"Long time no see, fellow Taoists of Zixiao Sect, is this a farewell before farewell?"
A middle-aged man also walked out of the Zhengdao Zixiao Sect, who seemed to be the leader among them. He looked at Yan Yuanchun from a distance, ignoring the two people and starting to talk about the past.
In his opinion, this group of people from the Demonic Path are already turtles in a urn, with no way to retreat and no way to move forward. From the moment of defeat, everyone's fate has been doomed, and they are just waves in the surging trend.
Yan Yuanchun acted calmly. Although she was weak at the moment and had not yet recovered after the battle with the shark elders, she could only move forward bravely. She was the soul of this team and she could not fall yet.
The two chatted for a long time, not mentioning the current war at all. They just discussed their several battles, their magical powers, and their training experiences. Like Taoist friends who have known each other for many years, they sit and talk about the Tao in search of immortality.
Even the monks of the Zixiao Sect could not help but secretly admire the strong character and courage of this female protector of the Demonic Golden Core Stage. Especially Lei Yuzi, who claims to be a heroine and not inferior to men, has a slight feeling of sympathy for each other.
When time finally ran out, the two finally ended their discussion.
"Fairy Yan, it's not too late to remedy the situation. As long as you are willing to return from your lost ways, I think the righteous seniors will give you a chance."
"You don't need to persuade me anymore. In order to defeat the enemy in this war, we must kill them all. I appreciate your kindness. Please go ahead!"
Yan Yuanchun, who was hazy and dreamlike, took out his magic weapon brocade handkerchief, obviously planning to lead everyone to break in.
The middle-aged man opposite shook his head and sighed. The four masters of the golden elixir stage behind him stood in front of them. It was obvious that they planned to attack together with the five of them to ensure that nothing went wrong and would never give this demonic monk any chance to escape.
Everyone on the flying boat, including Lin Shan, was tense. Because they know that whether they can get through this time depends on their own luck.
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, no matter whether they are building foundations with golden elixirs or practicing Qi, everyone will be outnumbered by several times, and they have no choice but to fight to the death for a chance of survival.
If you succeed in breaking through, the sea and the sky will be brighter. If you fail to break out, you will die!
Everyone is staring at the fragile figure in the sky, trying to fight one against five. She carries the expectations of a whole ship of people. Although she has no chance of winning, she has not taken a step back.
Obviously with her strength at the Golden Core stage, if she abandons her men early and is determined to run away, she may not have a chance to escape.
But at this moment, she seemed not to be a charming female devil, but an upright female hero. A heavy responsibility rested on her thin shoulders, carrying the dignity of the Black Lotus Sect as a major demon sect.
Everyone couldn't help but be infected by this tragic feeling. There seemed to be a ball of fire burning in their chests, and they couldn't help but feel unhappy.
In a daze, Lin Shan recalled the embarrassment he felt when he asked her about "Miss Yuanchun" for the first time in Yichuan, the joke about wanting to redeem herself for the brothel proprietress, and her rage when she received the letter.
Luan Chun looked at her master's gone back with tearful eyes, and met the favor she gave him when she looked back at him. He watched her determination to rush towards the opponent's camp alone, as generous as a meteorite.
Endless light shone in the sky, and five streaks of thunder across the sky focused down, illuminating the faces of the monks present. The thunder rumbled in bursts, but reaching their ears as if they were deaf.
It seemed like centuries of reincarnation, maybe just a moment.
Hearing returned to both ears, but the wind still whined.
Everyone was immersed in the final scene of the rain, staring blankly at the falling figure. In her hand was a broken brocade handkerchief, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks flying together, which seemed to express the innocence of a young girl. yearning
"Alas"
A long-lasting ancient sigh slowly echoed between heaven and earth, as if seeing through the prosperity and beauty of the world, after experiencing the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, a majestic breath like the resurrection of a giant dragon suddenly descended!
The turbulent waves on the vast sea calmed down, the howling wind suddenly stopped, the pouring rain condensed instantly, the earth spirit energy in a radius of thirty miles was violently rioting, and golden vortexes flowed in the sky, like star rings in the Milky Way in the sky. Just as beautiful.
On the magic weapon flying boat, an inconspicuous old man walked out.
(End of chapter)