Outside the Weihai Gang headquarters.

Most of the members of the Dinghai Gang had their heads dislocated, and the scene looked many times bloodier than inside the headquarters.

The corpses of the Weihai Gang in the headquarters have been washed away by the rainwater from the magic circle that Lu An laid down before. At first glance, there is nothing visible except that they are a little red.

But right now, on the coast outside the small island, there is a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Countless corpses were piled into a pile, and blood turned into rivers and poured into the sea, attracting a large area of ​​monsters from the nearby sea to watch.

Uncles and nephews Ding Qianshan and Ding Ning joined forces to resist Situ Bo's attack, but they were still stretched thin.

Although Situ Bo's physical condition has not yet returned to its peak, he used the anger in his chest to forcefully suppress the two of them. In the process of suppressing the two of them, he still had the energy to restore what he had left during his previous tribulation.

Hidden injury.

Seeing his men die one by one...oh no, one by one, Ding Qianshan's eyes were about to split.

"Situ Bo, do you really want to fight to the death with me, the Dinghai Gang?!"

Ding Qianshan roared at the top of his lungs.

He was almost desperate. His men fell down quickly like wheat. On the other hand, the men on the opposite side seemed to be tireless and kept waving their weapons to kill in the crowd.

“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”

Situ Bo slashed Ding Qianshan away with his sword. Looking at Ding Qianshan who spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, he smiled coldly: "The fish will die but the net will not be broken because you are not worthy yet."

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly, a painful low roar sounded.

But Ding Yun, who had been blasted away before, was covering his head, with considerable vitality surging around his body and looking very unstable.

"Is this... about to break through?"

Situ Bo raised his brows and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect you, an old guy, to have a breakthrough. I thought you wouldn't be able to complete the breakthrough until you die."

"Situ Bo! Even if I die today, I will make you pay with blood!"

Ding Yun's eyes widened. He was now using secret techniques to forcibly activate his own vitality in order to achieve a breakthrough. This was considered a desperate act among monks.

Overdrawing his vitality means that Ding Yun will not be able to continue living if he fails to successfully complete the breakthrough. However, once he succeeds, his life span will naturally be extended as his cultivation level increases.

At this critical moment, Ding Yun couldn't care too much.

Fortunately, God showed mercy and allowed him to achieve a breakthrough.

It's just that during the period just after the breakthrough, Ding Yun's aura was still very unstable.

"The price of blood?"

Situ Bo smiled coldly, and then his heart moved, but he noticed that the calamity clouds in the sky were gradually disappearing.

Concerned about Zhang Xiong's safety, Situ Bo said calmly: "You have no chance. Everyone, Brother Zhang's breakthrough is over. Let's fight quickly."

"Okay, I'm tired of killing people. The monks from the Dinghai Gang are too weak. Squeezing them to death is easier than squeezing to death an ant."

Ren Yao's figure appeared in the air, smiled charmingly and then disappeared again.

"Situ Bo, accept your fate!"

Ding Yun couldn't hold it in any longer, and charged forward with a roar, waving the magic weapon in his hand.

"ignorance."

Situ Bo's tone was contemptuous, but he stood there without moving.

"Uncle, be careful!"

Ding Qianshan seemed to have discovered something and suddenly shouted.

"What?"

Ding Yun was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that a strange pink mist enveloped him.

There was a very rich and pleasant fragrance in this mist, and Ding Yun's temperament was confused for a moment.

And just this moment of effort was enough for Ren Yao.

Within the pink mist, a bright white light suddenly flashed through.

When Ding Yun came to his senses, it was already too late.

"Trash is trash. Even if you break through to the late stage of integration, you are still trash."

Ren Yao appeared in front of Ding Yun, licked the short knife in his hand, and then walked towards Ding Qianshan.

In the first step, cracks appeared on Ding Yun's neck.

In the second step, Ding Yun's pupils became dilated.

The third step, Ding Yun... his head is in a different place!

"You...you killed my uncle. How is that possible? You are only in the middle stage of integration!"

Ding Qianshan's head shook like a rattle, and he murmured while subconsciously retreating.

His mentality has completely collapsed.

There is a saying that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Ding Yun's breakthrough once brought hope to Ding Qianshan. After all, both sides were in the late stage of integration. In a confrontation, if Ding Yun wanted to escape, no one would be able to stop him. Even if he took him with him, he would be able to escape.

But in the blink of an eye, this biggest supporter was killed.

"What happened to the middle stage of integration? We are both in the middle stage of integration, but it would be easier for me to kill you than to kill a low-level monster!"

Ren Yao licked his lips, which were scarlet and strange.

"Deal with him."

Situ Bo looked indifferent.

From beginning to end, he also regarded Ding Qianshan and the Dinghai Gang as an opponent.

The reason why he came to Xihua City was just to support a force and then hoard resources for himself to overcome the disaster.

Situ Bo was not interested in turf wars or personal grudges.

There are two people, one is a native of Xihua City, and the other has been wandering around Yanxuan Continent for thousands of years.

Different environments lead to different perspectives.

Ding Qianshan, whose mentality was completely broken, took less than two moves from Ren Yao before his head was chopped off with a knife.

At this time, Lu An and Zhugan also completed a one-sided massacre.

The smell of blood shot straight into the sky, even half of the sky was dyed red under the reflection of the setting sun.

"Let's go see Brother Zhang together. He should have achieved a breakthrough. I can feel Brother Zhang's aura."

Situ Bo grinned, he knew very well the capabilities of his brothers.

"Okay, we brothers will return to the Yanxuan Continent in a while. I really miss the old days."

Lu An sighed softly and spoke.

Everyone walked back talking and laughing, but before taking two steps, Situ Bo's expression changed: "It's broken."

"What's wrong? Brother Situ?"

Ren Yao asked.

"I have a son. He made a mistake before, so I locked him in a secret room."

Situ Bo looked uncertain.

This son was born to a very beautiful female monk after he came to Xihua City.

The female monk had something go wrong while practicing, which made Situ Bo, who wanted to live a stable life at that time, suffer for a long time.

Therefore, although Situ Shaofeng was useless, Situ Bo still loved his son very much. For a monk, leaving an heir was really a very difficult thing.

"Brother Situ's son?"

Lu An and others looked at each other and were all surprised.

"Where is the secret room?"

Lu An asked subconsciously.

"It's just under the land where we passed the tribulation."

Situ Bo said with a wry smile.
Chapter completed!