Chapter 297

"Liu Dianzhu." The young woman in grey skirt and the man with scar saluted Liu An.

"Hall master, since the three vast boats you are responsible for are full, let's go." Liu An looked at the grey skirt young woman and said.

"What about you, Lord Liu?" The young woman in grey skirt hesitated and asked.

"Lord Luo and I are responsible for receiving the last group of disciples. You go first and we will meet at sea." Liu An said and looked at the direction of the gray corpse mountain in the distance.

The fog over there seems a little thinner than before.

The young woman in the gray skirt gave a little meditation, whispered a promise, turned and boarded the No. 22 Hanhai giant boat where Shi Mu was located.

"Let's go!"

The young woman in grey skirt stood in the bow and gave an order.

Three huge black boats immediately opened their sails, slowly turned their direction and sailed away from the coast.

The young woman in the gray skirt turned over her hand and took out a gray compass. She recited words and gave directions on the compass.

At the next moment, the mysterious runes on the surface of the three vast ships lit up one after another, and cyan lines appeared on the sails. The air automatically flowed and propped up the sails.

The sailing speed of the three huge boats in the vast sea immediately increased greatly, looked at each other head and tail, and quickly sailed in the direction of the three giant boats that had gone farther and farther ahead.

"There are still three ships left. I hope it's time."

Seeing three huge boats slowly driving away, Liu An was a little relieved.

Together with the three Han Hai giant boats where Shi Mu is located, a total of 22 Han Hai giant boats have gone to sea, that is, more than 4000 elite disciples of Mingyue sect have been sent away.

It is by no means an easy task to do this without any trouble under the external worries and internal troubles of today's Ming Yue East cult, which is almost falling apart.

For this, he also paid a high price.

In this way, even if the Xixia state was destroyed, the Mingyue religion retained its inheritance and had a glimmer of hope for a comeback.

"Lord Liu, please leave quickly. The last group of disciples, I promise I will send them away safely. " The scar man took back his eyes from the three giant boats that had left and said.

"It doesn't matter. I've just received the news from the venue. The competition is all over. The last batch of disciples are on their way." Liu An said.

Not long after Liu An's voice fell, there came a sound of footsteps from far to near in the distance.

They followed the prestige. Sure enough, about 500 or 600 disciples came here under the leadership of a middle-aged man in gray robe.

The middle-aged man in grey robe saw Liu An from a distance. His figure flashed. He flew over first and said to Liu An and the scar man:

"Two temple masters, the competition has ended so far. The last batch of disciples, a total of 567, have all been brought, and the rest stay in Quyang city. "

"Good, let everyone board the ship as soon as possible and set sail at once!" Liu An nodded and ordered.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man in grey robe quickly agreed and summoned more than 500 people to arrange boarding.

Liu An's eyes turned to the direction of the general altar of Mingyue cult in Pangu peak of Yinshi mountain. His eyebrows were frowned. For some reason, he always felt nervous.

As time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

He turned his head and looked aside. In less than half an hour, two huge boats in the vast sea had been fully loaded, and the last dozens of people were busy boarding the last huge boat.

At this moment, the three huge boats in the vast sea where Shi Mu and others are located have also driven a long distance.

"It's the last minute, but I'm much less daring." Liu An took back his eyes, looked safe, and muttered to himself.

At present, the plan should be smooth. The main force of Tongtian immortal sect and Tianmo sect should have been involved by the general forum of Mingyue sect. Although the enemy is powerful, there is a mountain protection array and a right Dharma protector in person. It is impossible to be broken immediately.

Just wait a little longer, and when the last group of disciples completely sail into the West Sea, the two great forces can only sigh with admiration no matter how powerful they are.

A moment later, the last disciple finally boarded the huge boat in the vast sea. The scar man jumped onto the last huge boat and looked at Liu An:

"Lord Liu, all aboard!"

"Start now!" Liu An got on the huge boat, stood side by side with the scar man and gave an order.

"Don't go away!"

A fierce drink came from a distance, full of dignity and anger.

Then a thick white light flew from the distant sky, with a very fast speed. At the same time, an unspeakable amazing divine consciousness swept in, covering hundreds of feet of space nearby in an instant.

In the white light package, there is a huge blue gourd, on which three or four figures can be vaguely seen. The first person is a man with crane hair and childlike face, dressed in a blue Bagua Taoist robe, holding a dust brush, with fine eyes and bright eyes.

"Dust free old road!" Liu An's face changed greatly.

When the scar man on one side heard the name, a trace of panic flashed on his face.

"Lord Luo, I'll hold the old Taoist Wuchen. The disciples of these three giant boats depend on you!" Liu an immediately said without thinking.

"But..." the scar man hesitated.

"Nothing, but it's too late if you don't go!" When Liu An spoke, his body was like an arrow and met the white light.

The scar man looked at Liu An's back, stamped his feet, suddenly turned around and shouted:

"Set sail at full speed!"

The Deacon disciples in charge of controlling the three huge boats in the vast sea immediately became busy. After a few breaths, the runes on the huge boat lit up, and the bow turned slowly towards the deep sea.

Liu An was in the air and spit out a dark red mini flag. The blood flash soared to half a Zhang long.

In the middle of the flag, a vivid ferocious pale gold Ghost Head pattern is engraved. The surface is surrounded by many purple holy patterns and some strange patterns, giving people a mysterious and abnormal feeling.

Liu An stretched out his hand to hold the flag and flagpole and waved in the wind!

Boom!

The flag took off and rose to several feet in the storm. Suddenly, it turned into a burning blood flame in the rolling of blood runes. There was a creaking sound in the flame, as if someone was crying inside.

With an amazing spirit pressure, a huge pale gold Ghost Head of two or three feet appeared in the blood flame, and the original blood colored flag disappeared.

"Hiss!"!

The pale golden ghost's head opened wide, and a thick and thin blood flame column of the water tank spewed out from it and met the white light.

The figure in the white light seemed surprised and stopped at once.

At the next moment, a blue ancient sword flew out of the white light, rapidly increased to several feet, and turned into a heavy sword shadow after a slight circling.

The shadow of the sword collided with the bloody flame column, and two great auras, one red and one green, collided in the air.

A huge sharp roar rose into the sky, the air rolled violently, and the invisible green and red vigorous wind swept in all directions.

In an instant, within a radius of tens of feet, all trees and weeds were affected by the fierce wind and waves, and were uprooted one after another. Countless horizontal cracks appeared on the ground, like being ploughed hard, and dust everywhere.

On the sea surface, the three nearest vast boats were swept by the fierce wind and waves, the light symbols on the surface turned down, shook violently, and there were bursts of exclamations.

Fortunately, the distance is quite far, and as a spirit vessel, the Hanhai giant boat seems to be blessed with some kind of defense prohibition, which has not been greatly affected after all.

Boom!

The blood flame column collapsed, and the blue ancient sword was also bounced off.

Liu An made a move with one hand. The pale golden ghost flew back and circled over his head.

The white light on the opposite side converged, showing the figure of the clean Taoist sitting on the blue gourd. Behind the blue gourd, there were three figures, a refined Taoist, a strange young Taoist, and a beautiful Taoist.

"Sky Ghost flag, I haven't seen it for years!"

Taoist Lintian looked at the pale golden ghost on Liu An's head and muttered to himself.

"Old Taoist Wuchen, you came very quickly, but that's all." Liu'an road.

"Hehe, in those days, Dongfang Xian Tian used the cultivation of heaven to drive this treasure, and he is not my opponent. You dare to use the mantis arm as a cart today. It's really awesome for later generations!" Taoist Wuchen said, his arm crossed the void. The blue ancient sword felt the master's state of mind and trembled slightly. The head of the sword turned and pointed directly at Liu An.

Liu An chuckled, and the pale golden ghost flew towards Taoist Wuchen, with a huge blood color in his mouth, and beheaded at Taoist Wuchen.

With one hand waved by Taoist Wuchen, the blue ancient sword suddenly turned into a heavy blue sword shadow and met the light golden ghost. At the same time, he said to the three people behind him:

"Give this man to me, and the three of you will stop all those huge boats!"

The three agreed, flashed and rushed towards the three giant boats where the scar man was located.

Liu An was surprised and said something in his mouth. He wanted to use any means to stop the three people.

However, at this time, the ten fingers of Taoist Wuchen moved together, and green lights flew out of his fingertips and integrated into the blue ancient sword one after another.

The surface of the blue ancient sword was shining. The continuous blue sword Qi was like silk. It was wrapped around the light golden ghost's head and couldn't move.

Liu An's heart was cold, and he hurried to take his mind. He didn't dare to have any other ideas, so he concentrated his mind on fighting against the clean Taoist.

But seeing his mouth, he spewed out a stream of blood essence and disappeared into the pale golden ghost head.

Countless small runes appeared on the surface of the ghost head, and a "boom" ignited a burning blood flame, burned most of the blue sword Qi and got out of trouble.

"I really underestimate you!" Seeing this, Taoist Wuchen gave a cold hum and put away his slight contempt for Liu An.

Two figures, one blue and one white, sometimes rise into the sky, sometimes fall down, and fight up and down, making an earth shaking noise from time to time.

On the other side, three terraces, such as the elegant Taoist priest, jumped at the huge boat in the vast sea closest to the shore.

Although the huge boat in the vast sea is driven by magic force and its sailing speed is far higher than that of ordinary ships, it is still far worse than the existence of earth steps. It was caught up after only a dozen breaths. The elegant Taoist priest waved with one hand, and a purple light burst into the sky. It flashed into a purple flying sword, emitting a strong aura fluctuation. It is a spiritual tool. The purple flying sword gave out a clear and crisp sword sound, emitted dazzling purple sword Qi, condensed into a virtual shadow of a purple giant sword several feet in size, and cleaved down at the head of the giant boat. Two hundred disciples on the huge boat turned pale. Once they were hit by the purple sword, the boat would be destroyed and people would die“ Stop! " A gray figure flashed in front of the purple giant sword. It was the master of the hall of Luo, the scar man. As soon as the voice fell, a black light flew out of his hand, and a bone white ring flew out of the black light, which seemed to be refined from some kind of animal bone. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.