Fairy

Wang Xian flew towards Shuanghe Island with the ghost knife of Huangquan. After flying tens of thousands of meters, he could smell the smell of blood. There were rotting corpses floating in the sea from time to time, and there were traces of cultivators fighting on the islands.

Wang Xian played with the Houyi Divine Bow during the flight, and found that with his current strength, he could not mobilize the power of the four spirits on the Divine Bow, and he could not exert the power of the Divine Bow. The power of the Yi God Bow, but that's it, the arrows shot with the God Bow are a hundred times more powerful than the arrows shot from the sixth-order God Bow.

On the vast and boundless sea, Wang Xian stepped on the ghost knife of Huangquan, pulled the divine bow of Houyi, and shot a stream of gangster energy into a sharp arrow. Nocking the arrow on the string of the divine bow, he pulled the divine bow and aimed at a small mountain on the opposite side. islands.

With a whoosh, the arrow transformed from Gangqi pierced through the air, and with a bang, the island the size of a hill was turned into powder.

"Houyi's Divine Bow is so powerful. It amplifies the power of arrows by a hundred times. The cultivators of the ancestral period don't talk about it anymore, even if they can't achieve one life with one arrow, they are quite sure of one life after counting the arrows." Wang Xian suddenly felt that he was a hundred times stronger, and he headed towards Shuanghe Island with more confidence fly away.

Wang Xian is currently using a puppet body, and his cultivation is in the state of great perfection in the ancestor stage, which is several levels higher than that of the main body, so he can be regarded as a master.

"Who is coming from the opposite side? Please stay still. Accept the inspection by Zhao Ziming, the evil Yang Huanzong." A gray figure pierced through the air, and a young man holding a fire cloud gun blocked Wang Xian's way.

Behind Zhao Ziming are eight young boys and girls, all of them are holding sharp swords and stepping on flying swords. It can be seen from their costumes that they are the disciples of Yang Huanzong.

Wang Xian frowned when he met the disciples of the evil sect Yanghuanzong. He had killed the disciples of Yanghuanzong before, and thought: "Could it be that these disciples of Yanghuanzong are here to seek revenge? No, they may not know that I am Killed their fellow disciples. It is estimated that the evil sect blocked this sea area and banned casual cultivators, and righteous disciples supported Shuanghe Island."

Zhao Ziming, who was dressed in a gray embroidered gold robe, had cultivated in the late stage of the ancestor stage. After sweeping his consciousness, he found that the person stopped by his group was a practitioner who was in the Dzogchen realm of the ancestor stage. His heart froze, and he said in a gentle tone : "Forgive me, fellow daoist, the front is the battlefield of good and evil, and outsiders are forbidden to enter. Seeing that there is no mark of righteous or evil way on the clothes of fellow daoist, it must be a casual cultivator."

The reason why Zhao Ziming stopped Wang Xian was because he couldn't judge Wang Xian's camp from his clothes.

Wang Xian was willing to become a casual cultivator, nodded his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I am a casual cultivator, passing by here, fellow Taoists of evil ways, why are you blocking my way?"

"Fellow Daoist, Zhao Ziming has already made it clear that the front is a battlefield of righteousness and evil, and casual cultivators are not allowed to enter. If you were a disciple of the righteous way, our disciples of the Yang Huan Sect would have rushed forward and killed you fellow Daoist. If you were a disciple of the evil way , we will welcome you to join the evil way. Unfortunately, fellow Taoists are casual cultivators, so I’m sorry, please leave quickly.” Zhao Ziming caught a glimpse of two disciples who were in the Dzogchen realm of the ancestral period flying towards here with flying swords. Full of confidence, his tone suddenly became strict.

Standing in the void, Wang Xian was furious when he saw the two disciples of Yang Huan Sect who were in the Great Perfection Realm of the Ancestor Stage flying towards him. He knew that the two were coming towards him, so he pulled the Houyi Divine Bow calmly, aimed at Zhao Ziming and hit it. arrow.

With a whistling sound, the Gang Qi arrow shot towards the center of Zhao Ziming's eyebrows.

Zhao Ziming didn't recognize that the divine bow in Wang Xian's hand was Houyi's divine bow, and when he saw an arrow flying towards him, he raised his fire cloud gun and shot at the arrow of Gangqi Arrow.

Pfft, Zhao Ziming's Huoyun Liuyan gun hit the Gangqi Arrow, but unfortunately, what was hit was only the afterimage of the Gangqi Arrow, and the body of the Gangqi Arrow pierced Zhao Ziming's eyebrows like a firefly.

Zhao Ziming only felt a chill between his brows, the naked eye could not see the trajectory of the Gang Qi arrow, so he died