Tempered Immortal

And against him is a flawless old man, even a little camel on his back, giving the feeling as if a gust of wind could blow down.

He can't be taller than a normal person. He has more than a short head. He doesn't seem to have any strength at all. He uses extremely heavy weapons.

A pair of one-legged coppers dance up and down, driven by the elderly as clever as embroidered needles, fighting the wand of the headmaster.

Slightly further afield, there are two similarly resembling monks, who appear to be twin brothers, driving two giant shuttles, one yin and one yang, against whom is a couple of Haitians, each holding a mixed dollar gourd, and a strange wind sweeps out of it.

Both sides are happy to fight!

As the saying goes, the brothers concentrate, and their interest is cut off, but since the two of them can become double monks and live together, the will is naturally also connected.

Who is strong and who is weak, for a moment, is not so good to say.

In short, both parties are in the same position.

Near the left, a massive blood-red fog poured over, something even weirder against him. It was actually a black translucent liquid, a shady wind array, and an evil smell. At first glance, it was some weird magic trick.

Without mentioning the strength of the shrimp rice for the time being, the two sides' masterful showdown was an even enemy, but the ugly headmaster's face was incredible: “Tang Daoyou, you Hai people, really ignoring, even our messenger in the Holy City dare to attack? ”

Headmaster's heart was frightened and angry. These seamen, too, were insane. Their brothers in Al-Quds, who had just arrived on the island of Quyeh, had been raided by the strange soldiers of the mad shark clan and had suffered enormous losses.

Fortunately, on this island of Kuaiyeh, there are also several large and famous factions in the wilderness, which are not as defeated as the mountains. Otherwise, it is impossible to imagine the consequences.

“Hey, this is the end of the story, why do you think Daoyou said all this useless crap? Do you think there is room for the two communities to circle when the situation develops here? Since the war is definitely about to break out, let's start with the strong one...”

Speaking of which, the old man flashed a bit of anger in his eyes, which is one of the strategies devised by the Mad Shark King.

The mad shark family, Ben was the best battlefield in the sea, not to mention the descent of his son. Later, one of the elders of the Cave Xuan dynasty also disappeared somehow.

I don't know if it's life or death, but it's more likely to be less violent.

Shark King was furious and angry. Almost mad. He had a few concerns and was thrown out of the Nine Scales Cloud.

Eye to eye, teeth to teeth, blood debt can only be washed with blood, so he, unaware of the other forces of the seas, acts alone, the first step being to occupy the wild waters bordering him.

Heard that Al-Quds Al-Sharif sent people here, they would be considered the target of the first wave of raids, so long as the messengers of Al-Quds Al-Sharif were killed, the wild waters would be their own contents.

The barren but vast size of the place and the conflict with the people will be a strategic area.

Strategically, Shark King is right and progressing very well.

The great wilderness is vast, and the number of monks is extremely large. Unfortunately, most of them are scattered and some of the less conspicuous clans.

Weak strength and very low cohesion, simply put as if it were different from a plate of scattered sand.

Of course, it's just that in general, if you can gather all the monks together and screw them into one strand like a rope, the power that erupts is not weak, after all, the ashes won't be of any use, and in many cases ants can bite the dead.

And the difficulty of so many sects trying to get them together is also scary, looking at the whole people, and only Al-Quds can do that.

As one of the great leaders of the Sea Nation, wouldn't he not understand the logic of it, so he started by attacking the Messenger of Al-Quds City directly, preparing the first wave to take down the wild waters first.

At this time, the old Haitian people can be called bamboo, the attack is also fierce to the extreme, the unicorn copper man is brilliant, the sound of bursting into the ear, as if each hit can punch a hole in the mountain.

However, as the Messenger of Al-Quds Al-Sharif, he is naturally not pinched, and he knows that the will of his opponents in this battle is necessary, much less negligible.

Otherwise, once the wilderness falls into the hands of the enemy, even if he is destined to escape, the city owner will never let himself go, and it is only then that he will die.

It's just a question that's been bothering me for a long time. If they're determined to cut themselves off, why don't they send more people?

At this moment, although the fighting is intense to the extreme, but the wind falls only slightly on its own side, and the sharks do so, inevitably not in accordance with the style they have always acted in. Is there any strange conspiracy here?

Thinking about it, he had to withdraw his business. But think about the punishment of Al-Quds City. He couldn't stop thinking about it.

But anyway, his momentum began to diminish, and the old Haitian people began to take the upper hand a little bit, but if they wanted to win, they could still not do it for a moment.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows were wrinkled together. When will this battle be fought?

If you dare not go, the goal of the Spiritual Boat is too big, the movement will attract the attention of both parties!

Lin Xuan sighed, the only thing that can be done now is to wait here.

Lin Xuan didn't think to do it, although he wanted to win on the people's side, but the Hai people, as a party to the sneak attack, behaved a little strange.

This, even the headmaster is aware, how can Lin Xuan not discover anything.

After another half tea kung fu, the war was still glued, and a demonic mist suddenly appeared in the sky.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed and his eyes revealed some confusion. Is it the demon tribe?

No way!

Although people clash with the Haitians, the demons will surely have a chance to touch the fish, it is too early to join the regiment now.

Lin Xuan was confused, and the human brothers were even more shocked. Soon they would not discover the true face of the fog. It was a bar of sharks coming out of the fog.

But it's not the ordinary kind in the ocean, it's the real beast, from the foundations to the shapes, but oddly enough, the shapes are still shark-shaped.

These are shark wrestlers.

Lin Xuan soon came to a conclusion.

Just as mankind's fairy cultivators can sign contracts with demonic beasts, so too do the seamen hold many spiritual beasts.

And this demonic fog is huge, and there are tens of thousands of sharks in it, so that the situation of the people is very unfavourable, apart from a few clutch level experts, almost everyone has to face several beasts of the same level as themselves.

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