Zhang Chongli, with the pharmacists and monks from the Blood Bone Sect, collided suddenly.

For a moment, the spiritual energy intertwined and the void trembled continuously.

The sky between the two spiritual ships was bombarded by Zhang Chongli and others and changed color, and various auras burst into all directions.

However, the Eight Blood Bone Sects deal with more than a dozen Tribulation Realms, and there are dozens of fusion realms around them, but Qian Biao has not yet entered.

Not long after the fight, the monks of the Blood Bone Sect were quickly beaten and retreated step by step, and the monks screamed and fell.

Qin Cheng sat on the spirit ship and did not participate in the battle.

It is completely enough to have Zhang Chongli and the others.

Don’t look at the fact that everyone was captured by the Demon Sky Sect and was imprisoned for thousands of years, and it seemed that they were not strong in combat.

But the Demon Sky Sect has more than fifty powerful people in the Tribulation Realm, a giant in the endless ocean.

Besides, Dai Yun and others used tricks and despicable means to deceive Zhang Chongli and others.

In this kind of place, they had more than a dozen tribulation realms and had combat power to destroy a demon cultivator sect like bandits on the endless ocean. There was no problem with it.

Qin Cheng just watched the battle situation and occasionally reminded some pharmacists.

Although Zhang Chongli and others were much older than themselves, they were not as rich as Qin Cheng in terms of combat experience.

Once he found that there was a pharmacist who was not breathing or was in danger, Qin Cheng immediately spoke up to remind him.

So in a short while, one of the eight tribulation cultivators in the Blood Bone Sect died, and more of them fell in the Combination Realm.

However, dozens of pharmacists were full of fighting spirit and even had few minor injuries.

"Brother, we can't stand it anymore. Use the trump card, these people are so crazy."

Qian Hu and other monks of the Blood Bone Sect retreated back to the Blood Bone Spirit Ship with sweating, and couldn't help but scream.

They were extremely depressed in this battle.

As a magic cultivator who lives in the endless ocean.

In terms of cruelty and ruthlessness, Qian Hu and others are not inferior to others.

As a result, when they fought with Zhang Chongli and others, these guys did not have any temptation at all. They seemed to have a grudge against them to kill their father. They all looked red and they were killing moves when they took action.

Qian Hu and others were all fainted, and they had never seen a passerby who was even more cruel than themselves.

Both sides have never met before, so why do these people seem to have a deep hatred for them?

Qian Biao's lips twitched violently and glared at his younger brother.

If you hadn't lied about military information, this would have happened.

But now, it doesn't make sense to say this.

Just as everyone rushed towards the Blood Bone Spirit Boat, Qian Biao waved his hand to open the shield and slightly blocked everyone.

Then he flipped his palm and took out a bone flute that emitted a dark red light.

This bone is white and smooth all over, more than half a meter long. It is not like a human bone, but like an extremely tall monster bone.

There was a dark light like blood flowing on the bones, giving people a strange and strange feeling.

"You forced me to die."

After Qian Biao took out this object, a cold murderous intent surged in his eyes.

He controlled the blood-bone spirit boat to retreat quickly and blew the bone flute at the same time.

Woo woo!

The sound of the bone flute is extremely low, like the low sound of a resentful ghost. After hearing it, people can't help but feel tight and feel depressed.

But apart from this, there is no other impact on monks.

On the contrary, the sound waves spread and spread around a hundred miles and thousands of miles in an instant.

Rumble!


Chapter completed!