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Chapter four hundred and thirteenth

On the sea.

At this time, there were three French ships sailing rapidly.

A ship flew the flags of the Nine Sects of Tiandong, walking alone, and was guarded by nine purple palace ancestors personally on the deck. Not long ago, they were scattered among dozens of ships. In order to better deal with the pursuers behind them, they chose to gather together.

The pursuers had two magic ships, carrying elite monks from Jiusu Xueyuan and Hetao Sect, and sailed side by side at the back, only more than ten miles apart.

In fact, this distance is completely negligible for monks. They can speed up the ship at will and catch up in the blink of an eye.

However, the current sea area is still a forbidden battle area divided by the mermaid clan. The monks must not fight here, otherwise they will anger Senior Zhu, the Yang clam demon at the bottom of the sea, and everyone will be in trouble.

So the three legal ships were tacitly sailing, and they would never fight.

Although they have not yet fought across the air, the tension is getting stronger and stronger.

I accidentally broke into the fleet near them. As soon as I noticed their traces, I was all hiding from afar, for fear of being affected by them.

Tiandong and Xueyuan Hetao's immortal cultivation world are a feud. The two sides have fought for a hundred years, and the Liangzi is extremely deep and is already as powerful as water and fire. This is well known.

It is almost impossible to resolve the hatred of the three parties, because the land of heaven and earth is limited, and the spiritual veins in the territory cannot meet the needs of the cultivators of the three parties at all. They must conquer one of them in order to maintain their respective strengths without decline.

So, who is the most likely party to be destroyed?

The nine sects of Tiandong are the weakest. If Jiusu Xueyuan and Hetao Immortal Cultivation World cooperate sincerely, it is only a matter of time before Tiandong is defeated. On the surface, this is unquestionable.

Moreover, the strong teams join forces to kill the weak, not only can they evenly divide the weak territory, but their own losses can also be minimized. No matter who is asked to analyze, the Xueyuan tribes have no reason to betray the Hetao people and have alliances with the Nine Sects of Tiandong.

This is thankless. The Xueyuan tribes cannot win the trust of the Nine Sects of Tiandong, and the price of rebelling against the Hetao people is also extremely heavy.

It is precisely based on this inference that at this time, the nine Zifu ancestors on the deck of the Tiandong Dharma ship were all unsure. After a hundred miles of water, the Dharma ship would sail out of the forbidden area. At that time, will the two Dharma ships, Xueyuan and Hetao, fight in internal conflicts? They would not have expected it.

But they were looking forward to the sincerity of the Xueyuan people and could really join forces with them. In this way, they could completely drive the Hetao people out of Tiandong once and for all.

"Junior Brother Huang, the distance is almost the same. You can start the teleportation of the ferry boat!" Zhong Jianwei looked at the ancestor of the Purple Mansion beside him, and his eyes fell on a thin old man.

This old man's Dharma name is Huangling Taoist. He was born in Weiguo Lianfeng Valley. This sect is good at refining weapons. The magic boat that everyone is currently riding is made by Huangling Taoist.

Because the magic ship was about to leave the forbidden area, but the two ships behind were biting too close, so they had to keep a certain distance so that they could easily deal with each other.

When Taoist Huangling heard Zhong Jianwei's instructions, he immediately raised a compass for the imperial ship, and gently pointed it in the heart of the plate, and a wave of water condensed outside the magic ship instantly.

From a distance, the wave of water looked like a huge spiral spirit oar. It first plunged into the sea, allowing the entire hull to merge into the sea water, and then turned and fled forward with the hull.

The escape was only a few miles apart. Taoist Huangling felt a little embarrassed and explained with a wry smile: "The hull is too big and there are too many disciples in place, so the escape speed cannot be lifted!"

"Junior Brother Huang's speed is already quite good!" Zhong Jianwei praised: "The two ships behind him cannot submarine at all. They must fly into the air to keep up with our ship's speed. If there is a sea breeze and a sea rain at this time, they will inevitably chase us!"

Except for the Taoist Huangling who had to concentrate on the ship, the other eight ancestors of the Purple Mansion were all looking up to detect. Their divine thoughts all penetrated the sea water and locked the two magic ships in the air.

The people of Xueyuan were covered with wind patterns outside the Dharma ship. They were evacuating and moving with the help of the wind. Five purple monks stood at the bow of the ship. Currently, there are five main divisions on the snow field. This time, each division sent a supreme priest.

The leader is a young man in a purple robe. He looks very extraordinary and looks like a handsome young man, but in fact he is an old man who has lived for more than a thousand years. He is Qiu Yanke, a monk from the Jingting tribe who has secretly contacted Zhong Jianwei. He has the mid-stage cultivation of the Purple Mansion and is also Qiu Sushang's legitimate ancestor.

As for the Hetao people's magic ship, it was shrouded in a white cloud, and a shadow of thunder and lightning was faintly revealed in the clouds. The driving force came from the thunder and lightning escape technique.

There were eight purple monks on the ship, each from eight large sects in the Hetao Immortal Cultivation World. The leader was a bald man. He was Xiahou Tan of the Lihuo Sect. The four chess kings held a treasure competition meeting in the past. He once participated in the fire pool, but he left in vain.

Ding Xing met him once.

He also knew that Ding Xing and the Blood-winged Old Demon had taken over the errands of the four great cheesus kings.

Seeing that the magic ship had escaped from the forbidden area, he immediately sent a wisp of voice transmission, which fell into Qiu Yankee's ears near the ship. "It's almost the same time. I want to intercept them. Once they are forced out of the sea, I hope Brother Qiu will keep his promise, entangle Zhong Jianwei, wait until I have cooked other cultivators in the Purple Palace, and then work with Brother Qiu to destroy the enemy. After the matter is completed, I will give you a Chunyuan Lotus Root as a reward!"

When the Snowfield monks evacuated the Tiandong Demon Realm, they used the excuse that the demon cultivators of the Qingyun Ape Court repeatedly invaded the realm, and they could not take care of both sides. So they redefine the territory with the Eight Sects of Hetao, and then concentrate on managing the Snowfield territory. The Tiandong Demon Realm was given to the Eight Sects of Hetao.

Speaking of which, these Hetao monks are homeless unlucky. They were driven out of their hometown by the demon clan. The people of Xueyuan did not allow them to settle down on the snowfield. They could only attack Tiandong, and there was no other way out.

This time they made a comeback and launched a war to invade Weiguo again. There was a reason for being guilty. They were worried that after the Nine Sects of Tiandong would accumulate enough power, they would drive them out of the Demon Realm, so they had to take action in advance. As long as the Nine Sects of Tiandong were destroyed, their territory would be permanently occupied.

So this time they were the main force of attacking the Nine Sects of Tiandong, and the Xueyuan people were invited to help, and they spent a high price.

Qiu Yanke himself has received a reward. Xiahou Old Monster said that he gave a Chunyuan lotus root as a reward. This is actually an extra bonus. The purpose is to make Qiu Yanke sell more strength and work harder. Moreover, he is a big cake painted by the painting. Chunyuan lotus root is pretending to be on Ding Xing's body, and he thinks he can definitely get it.

Little did I know that Qiu Yanke had a lot of bad water and was about to reverse the plot.

"Brother Xiahou wants to take action, then as soon as possible!" Qiu Yanke took the ally posture: "Daobi Island is only two or three thousand miles away from Tiandong Yue Paper Kingdom. If we delay it, we will see the land of Yue Paper Kingdom! The Yue Paper Kingdom is now occupied by the Yusha Sect. Mei Ying's witch in this sect is a mid-stage cultivator, just like you and me. If she is allowed to join forces with Zhong Jianwei, it will not be easy to deal with!"

"Jointly? It's unlikely!" Xiahou old monster was confident: "Your Xueyuan and my Hetao coalition forces have entered Binghua Mountain. When the witch Meiying received the news, she must go to Binghua Mountain to participate in the battle. Even if we fight Zhong Jian on the land, we are not afraid of encountering powerful reinforcements!"

But after all, the land is the old nest of monk Tiandong. If you can solve the battle at sea, try not to log in.

The old monster Xiahou did not say much nonsense, suddenly raised his arm and pointed, threw out his spirit-eating fire umbrella, landed directly on the sea, and smashed the Tiandong Dharma ship.

As soon as the old monster Xiahou's natal magic weapon came out, Qiu Yanke's smile also stopped, and he set off the sailboat he was riding on, and crashed into the cloud boat of the Hetao people.
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