Wang Baole, who did not know that the Federation War had already broken out, now merged with smoke in the sword body area and roared forward at an extremely fast speed. All space cracks, all restrictions, and all landform changes, including the ghosts and ferocious beasts in the sword body area, did not hinder him at all.

The smoke was misty, as if nothing could stop it, and it drifted rapidly between the world!

However, it was precisely because of this magical power that Wang Baole felt a little regretful in his heart that his majestic figure could not be revealed in the world while moving forward.

"This will be my last weight loss!" Feiyannei, Wang Baole muttered a few words. He had decided that after losing weight this time, the first thing he did when he returned to the Federation to inherit the throne was to announce that the Federation will regard fat as beauty from now on!

"Everyone must become fat. Only in this way can the earth develop better and all alien civilizations will be shocked and frightened after seeing us Earthlings with their own eyes!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more it makes sense. After all, his size is huge, and he has a strong deterrent effect.

"Which one will people be afraid of when a big meat mountain stands with a bean sprout?" Wang Baole thought carefully, but still thought that the former was powerful, so the thoughts in his heart became stronger.

"For the survival of mankind and the future of civilization... I also need to explore genes and unravel the suspense of the premature death of our ancestors of the Wang family. I think there might be a shocking secret here!" Wang Baole "imagined" in his mind, and as he whistled, he was getting closer and closer to the hilt area.

In this way, half an hour passed, according to Wang Baole's judgment, at the current speed, and in another half an hour, he could completely leave the sword body area. So while fantasizing about his future, Wang Baole was moving forward rapidly, and his sense of expectation became strong. But at this moment, Wang Baole's mind moved, and the flying smoke suddenly stopped in the air. After stopping, the smoke rolled, revealing Wang Baole's surprised face.

"The fluctuations of magical powers..." Wang Baole turned his head and looked at the southwest. Although he could not see any difference at the end of his eyes, after his cultivation level broke through to the Nascent Soul, Wang Baole's perception obviously soared too much, and he faintly felt the abnormality coming from the southwest.

After feeling this abnormality, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and thought about the time he took a few breaths. He immediately controlled Feiyan and changed direction and headed straight for the southwest.

At this moment, in the southwest direction, in the dim sky and earth, above the restriction on the ground, in the air where space cracks appeared, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and pale face was galloping with all her strength.

The woman was obviously in serious injuries. Now she was exploding at full speed. Her injuries were a little uncontrollable. Blood continued to overflow from her mouth. Behind her, there were several figures, chasing her from all directions with a cold breath, blocking all the woman's escape routes.

The one who pursued this woman was not the Taoist monk. The three heads and six arms made the identities of these people clear, and they were the Weiyang clan!

And that woman... any Taoist palace monk can instantly recognize her here. She is Feng Qiuran, one of the four supreme elders of the Cangmang Taoist Palace today!

When Wang Baole exploded the imperial armor in the Weiyang tribe's ship, causing the suppression and teleportation power to dissipate. It was not only Zhao Yameng, but also Feng Qiuran who escaped!

However, compared to Zhao Yameng, Feng Qiuran is obviously the key target of Taoist Youran, so even though Taoist Youran chose to chase Wang Baole to vent his anger, he still arranged some Weiyang tribes to chase Feng Qiuran.

Even if Taoist Youran, who was resurrected later, left the bronze ancient sword with Milienzi and Weiyang tribe's ship and entered the federation, the pursuit of Feng Qiuran was still not stopped.

So for Feng Qiuran, hiding several times can be said to be a life-and-death death. If she hadn't been a god and had some special means of saving her life, she would have died here long ago.

But even so... Feng Qiuran is now exhausted, and her cultivation has fallen from the God of God to the Nascent Soul. Especially now, she has been found again and has no choice but to choose to escape again. However, the serious injury, the fatigue of her mind and the inability to forgive herself make her look like she is full of death.

There is no hope, no future, no possibility of survival, everything seems to be destined at the moment when we step onto the Weiyang tribe's ship.

"Is that over?" Feng Qiuran laughed bitterly, and blood spurted out. She had already noticed her injuries and could not control her. She kept erupting in her body, rupture of internal organs, collapsed in many places in her meridians, and the dimness of vitality made her despair fill her mind.

Especially when the eyes were blurred at this moment, the three Weiyang clan monks who formed a trend of surrounding her on both sides of her eyes flashed with a cold light, and their speed suddenly accelerated, like an arrow from the string, breaking through the air towards her. At the same time, the Weiyang clan behind her was also like this, and the speed suddenly burst out. As soon as it approached, there was also a Weiyang clan in front of Feng Qiuran's right, coming in an instant.

There were a total of five Weiyang monks, some of whom showed cruelty on their lips, some were always cold, and some were excited. Although their old injuries had not healed and their cultivation was at the level of the Nascent Soul, the five people could do it to kill a seriously injured Feng Qiuran. Even if the five of them were not worried that Feng Qiuran would have killed Feng Qiuran long ago.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, Taoist Youran’s order before leaving, and captures it alive as much as possible. After all, if Feng Qiuran can control it, it means that there is another magical combat power under his command. Feng Qiuran’s status in the Taoist Palace is extraordinary, which is also conducive to Taoist Youran’s control over the Taoist Palace.

These two factors have made Feng Qiuran breathe until now, but now... she was exhausted and she seemed to have fallen into a trap, and there seemed to be no more threats. So the five Weiyang tribes finally launched the final hunt!

In an instant, the roar was thundering. At the moment when these five Weiyang monks came, a faint light on Feng Qiuran's body formed a protection suddenly appeared, blocking the five people's magic, and even forming a certain degree of recoil, causing the five Weiyang tribes to retreat, but the injuries were not much. On the contrary, Feng Qiuran's mouth was spurted out with blood, and even the flight could not be maintained while his body staggered, and he fell directly to the ground.

Almost as soon as Feng Qiuran landed, the five Weiyang tribes shook their bodies and headed straight for Feng Qiuran. Two of them made gestures and a curse came from their mouths.

"Mizhen!"

In an instant, a pressure suddenly came. While forming a soul-shaking force, the other three Weiyang tribes each took out a small mirror. A illusory net formed in the interweaving lights of each other, transforming between the three and suddenly covering Feng Qiuran.

All of this happened in the lightning and fire. The cooperation of the five people was perfect. Feng Qiuran was in such a state that he was now unable to escape. In the next breath, Feng Qiuran was directly bound to him as the light net was shrouded in. Lightning flashed away in the crackling sound, Feng Qiuran spewed out blood and suddenly fell into a coma.

"Let's go!" The five Weiyang tribes captured Feng Qiu alive without hesitation, and then turned into five long rainbows, instantly flew away, and were about to leave here and go back to report their lives.

But just as they were about to leave, suddenly, smoke suddenly appeared in the world and the world in the distance. It was originally just a thread, but after seeing these five Weiyang tribes clearly, the sudden smoke suddenly rolled, and a loud rumbling sound came out, and a huge face suddenly expanded between the world.

This face is Wang Baole!

He saw these five Weiyang tribes, and also saw Feng Qiuran, who was unconscious in the light net and was captured alive.

His appearance also made the five Weiyang tribes look at Wang Baole together. The five of them looked at each other and did not continue to leave. Instead, they paused. One of them showed cruelty and contempt at the corner of his mouth. After putting Feng Qiuran in the storage bag, he spoke to his companions around him in the language of the Weiyang tribe.

"You lost your bet. I said before, don't rush to catch Feng Qiuran. If you chase her all the way, you will definitely be attracted by the remnants. But, you really caught one."

Without waiting for the other four Weiyang tribes to speak, Wang Baole in the air showed a strange light in his eyes. He first recited the Taoist scripture silently in his heart, and then quickly spoke with the words of the Nether tribe, and at the moment the power of the Taoist scripture came.

"Have you ever caught a shark?"

As soon as the words came out, the power of the Taoist scriptures fell from the sky and suppressed all directions!
Chapter completed!