Dekunzi, who was aware of Wang Baole's murderous intent, was complaining in his heart. Although he was branded with a slave seal, he really didn't want to get into evil with the three major sects, especially the Zijin New Taoist Sect. Although it was considered a rising force in the Divine Eye civilization, it was precisely because of this that the sect's protection was very serious, and the atmosphere was even more daunting. He often destroyed the family and massacred it, and was famous for its reputation.

So instinctively, De Kunzi wanted to persuade him, but before he could say anything, the biological warship of the Molong Legion of the Zijin New Dao Sect had already taken action!

As the roar echoed, eight purple beams flashed in an instant, shot out from the Molong Legion battleship, landed on the two battleships of Shengtao Gate, turned into eight layers of purple nets, enveloped the battleships of Shengtao Gate, and pulled them violently, and they were forced to take them away.

The power of suppression was transmitted from these eight purple lights, causing all the disciples of the Shengtao Sect in the battleship to tremble and spew out blood. Under this suppression, the body could not bear it. Even the Nascent Soul was the same. Even De Kunzi's body trembled slightly. When he looked at Wang Baole, he was worried and anxious in his heart and quickly sent a voice.

"Master, if you can, just bear it. Once you get into evil with the Molong Legion, it will be like provoking the Zijin New Taoist Sect. Unless we always don't go out within the scope of the Heavenly Exercise Sect, there will be a crisis!"

Hearing Dekunzi's voice transmission, the cold light in Wang Baole's eyes was even louder. He was unwilling to cause trouble, so it would be fine if the other party asked for resources. Although he felt sorry for the overall situation, it was not unacceptable. It was just that the warship he built himself was of great significance to him and consumed too much energy and resources. If it was taken away, how could he agree?

At the same time, a cold snorting came from the biological battleship of the Molong Legion.

"Give you three breaths, get out!" When the words came out, the eight-layer purple net opened a gap, forming a repulsive force that exploded from the inside, instantly pushing the Shengtao Sect monks in the warship, making everyone rolled out of the warship and scattered in the starry sky as if they were thrown out.

Only Wang Baole was still on the warship and never left.

"Don't leave?" When he noticed Wang Baole's actions, a cold snorting sound came from the Molong battleship again, and then eight figures teleported out, directly around Wang Baole's battleship. The Shenshu cultivation level exploded and covered all directions.

"A mere little sect is a god. Since you don't want to leave, don't leave!" The voice of the same person as the previous cold snorkeling echoed with murderous intent. From the outside, this person looked like an old man with gray hair, a cold face, and a cold look.

Facing the eight gods and being rejected from the battleship, De Kunzi, who retreated not far away, looked ugly and struggled in his heart. On the one hand, it was awe of the superior sect, and on the other hand, it was the fusion of the disaster and humiliation this time, so that his fists were clenched and released.

Compared to him, Wang Baole, surrounded by eight gods, was much calmer. He stood on the warship, his eyes swept over the figures of the eight god-spirited monks of the Molong Legion around him, and finally fell on the old man who spoke. He could hear it, and the sound of asking for his warship was said by the old man of the Molong Legion.

"Can you discuss it and don't take my warship away? This is a list of battleships. It took me three years to complete it. If you still want it, can you give me some compensation?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment, slowly spoke. While speaking, he raised his right hand and threw out a jade slip and flew straight to the old man.

"Do you want to compensate?" The old man laughed as if he heard some joke. The other gods around him laughed, especially the middle-aged man in the early stage of gods on the right side of the old man, who looked even more mocking. He was about to speak, but just as the laughter of these people came, the jade slip was approaching and the old man waved his hand to explode, suddenly a large number of black flames spread out from the collapsed jade slip!

All this was too fast. In the blink of an eye, the black flame suddenly became majestic and turned into a black sea of ​​fire. From a distance, it instantly spread like a seal, blocking the range of the Molong Legion in an instant, making it difficult to transmit the fluctuations here, as if it was isolated!

Almost at the moment when the isolation took effect, Wang Baole's figure disappeared in an instant like an arrow from the string, and when it appeared, it was already beside the people of the Molong Legion. At the moment when these people had reacted, his right hand directly grabbed the old man's forehead who had laughed.

The imperial armor then turned into ferocious claws. In a shocking roar, the old man in the head opened his eyes wide. Before he could struggle or resist, Wang Baole grabbed his right hand and rushed violently. The old man's head was pinched and exploded like a fruit!

No matter how old man's mid-stage cultivation level of the God-Transformation is helpful at this moment, all his combat power is not at all possible to show in front of Wang Baole!

This is certainly because Wang Baole's combat power is against the will of heaven, but it is also caused by the old man underestimating the enemy and Wang Baole's sudden outbreak of the Nether Fire and then attacking.

As blood splattered, a large amount of vitality was sucked from the old man's body into Wang Baole's imperial armor. His headless corpse also withered into mummies visible to the naked eye. When Wang Baole let go of his hand, the mummies fell down.

The surroundings were extremely quiet in an instant. The seven gods next to them and the monks of the Molong Legion in the biological warship opened their eyes wide and showed unbelievable feelings. It was because everything before was too fast. Even if they had experienced many battles, it would be difficult for them to react in an instant. After all, this was not the instinctive vigilance when going out to plunder, but in the starry sky of their own civilization, facing a small sect, and with the setbacks before, they were all in a bad mood, so their mentality naturally relaxed.

But the Molong Legion is indeed superhuman in the seventh place in the Zijin New Taoist Sect. Under this sudden change, without waiting for the God of Cong, the biological warships around him immediately opened and burst out with amazing power to lock in Wang Baole and fight back immediately.

At the same time, the remaining seven gods cooperated quickly with each other. The four rushed towards Wang Baole. The three of them retreated and tried to contact the outside world but failed to find out the key. So they roared and their cultivation level exploded. They wanted to break the black fire blockade around them and pass on the attack.

All this is a long story, but from Wang Baole's attack until the Molong Legion counterattack, all the processes occurred in the lightning. Seeing that the Molong Legion counterattack so quickly, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly at the moment the magic beam of the biological warship hit.

"I didn't want to take action here... but since there is no choice, then... I'd better kill them all."

Almost the moment Wang Baole spoke, his body was immediately penetrated by the magic beams, and the four nearby god-spirited monks also came in an instant. But while the roar spread all over the world, whether it was warship magic or god-spirited monks' magic, they actually penetrated directly when they hit Wang Baole.

Wang Baole's body was blurred in an instant, as if translucent, spreading directly like fog, crossing straight ahead and heading straight for the other three people who were about to break the Nether Fire blockade!

The sudden change and the speed of the Molong Legion shocked the people of the Molong Legion. The three god-slingers who were trying to break the blockade of the Nether Fire also changed their faces and quickly dispersed. They wanted to continue to tear and blockade while Wang Baole was missing. This method was useful to others, but for Wang Baole, it was ineffective!

His body turned into fog, and there was still hidden the eyes of the nightmare that outsiders could not see. It directly covered all directions. No matter how these three gods were cloned, they were all within their range. In an instant, they were shrouded in the fog transformed by Wang Baole.

As the shrill scream suddenly came out, the fog rolled and contracted, and reconverged into Wang Baole's figure, three withered mummies floating around him that had lost all their vitality!

Wang Baole knew that time was tight, and the sooner the end, the better it would be for him, so he did not pause at all. His body shook and turned into mist again, heading straight for the remaining four gods in the central area.

Among these four god-spiriting cultivators, there are two old men, one middle-aged and the other young. The four of them were extremely frightened and watched their fellow disciples be killed like chickens, which made them question the god-spiriting cultivation of their fellow disciples. At this moment, the life and death crisis broke out strongly, and the four of them retreated as they roared and launched their killer moves.

But when Wang Baole transformed into fog, these killer moves seemed useless and were enveloped by Wang Baole in an instant. The two old men first withered in screaming, followed by the middle-aged monk. After only three more breaths, their bodies trembled and dried up. Only the last young man... When Wang Baole approached instantly, in the despair of the young man, he fell down and slapped his eyebrows...

A wave that made Wang Baole feel palpitations suddenly erupted from the young man's body. It could be seen from the naked eye that red smoke floated out of the young man's seven orifices, condensed into a red palm in front of him, carrying a shocking aura that seemed to suppress everything, and pressed directly towards Wang Baole.
Chapter completed!