Time flies, people fly thousands of miles all the way, and a huge Island looms in the distance.


    The size of the huge island is like a giant dragon lying on the sea level.


    This is not so much an island as a continent.


    "What a big island. I just don''t know if there are people on the island?"


    The dragon is a sound filled tunnel.


    "There are people, and a lot of them. I have smelled a strong smell of human blood."


    Ding MANSA''s eyes lit up and took a deep breath. She had to say that the girl''s nose was very sharp and could smell human blood all the way.


    "Follow me to the island."


    Yang Xuan had already found the huge island and rushed over without thinking.


    However, before flying far, a group of horses suddenly rushed out of the misty water mist and stopped Yang Xuan and others, "stop, who are you? How dare you break into Shendao without permission?"


    This is a line of five young men in their twenties, each with a bright silver sword hanging in the air, wearing a uniform white robe.


    Looking intently, five or eight stars were embroidered on their collars.


    "Shendao? Where?"


    Longyi asked in a loud voice.


    "Where did you come from? I don''t even know the name of our God Island."


    A short man shouted.


    "Dwarf, are you fucking tired of living? Believe it or not, Grandpa long screwed your head off and threw it into the sea to feed sharks."


    The Dragon roared.


    "Big man, you should pay attention to your words."


    A horse faced man with eight stars embroidered on his collar glanced at the Dragon coldly and said proudly: "God Island is the territory of our God sect. It can''t allow outsiders to be presumptuous."


    After that, he suddenly released a powerful spiritual force field.


    "Alchemist!"


    Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and knew that he had met a practitioner in the eternal world.


    According to the immortal Luling envoy, practitioners in the eternal world, whether refining God or body, are divided into ten stars.


    One star is the lowest and ten stars are the highest. If it can exceed ten stars, it can establish its own sect and be honored as holy.


    A supreme saint, whether a spirit refiner or a soul refiner, can be comparable to a multi heaven realm and has the ability to connect heaven and earth.


    Yang Xuan didn''t know whether there was a saint on this Holy Island, but there was a purgatory boy. Even if there was, he was happy and not afraid.


    However, he didn''t want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he said politely to the five people led by the horse faced man: "ladies and gentlemen, we come from the outside world. We just want to land on the island to inquire about the news. There is no intention of intrusion."


    The horse faced man has eight stars on his collar, which means he is an eight star alchemist.


    The cultivation accomplishments of the eight star alchemist are equivalent to those of the martial arts in the meteoric realm. However, their attack means are very different, so the strength gap between them can not be judged by cultivation accomplishments alone.


    In Yang Xuan''s view, an ordinary martial artist in the meteoric realm may not be the opponent of an eight star alchemist who only cultivates the spirit.


    After all, the alchemist majored in spiritual power and spiritual secret skills, which are famous for their strangeness and strength.


    "Hum, I''ll tell you why your breath is so strange. It''s from all heaven and all regions."


    When the horse faced man heard Yang Xuan''s words, he snorted coldly. He couldn''t help saying that the companions behind his opponent ordered: "Why are you still waiting? Catch these outsiders quickly."


    "Yes, brother Zhou!"


    The four companions of the horse faced man shouted in unison and tried to do it.


    "The tiger doesn''t get angry. He really thinks I''m a sick cat. It''s rare to see the sun again today. It''s also time to see blood."


    Long yiben is a cruel man who kills people without blinking an eye. How can others treat him like this.


    "Long Yi, don''t kill."


    Yang Xuan spoke and stopped.


    "Master, people are bullying to come to the door. You don''t have to be afraid of your head and feet. Let your subordinates kill these unsightly things for you and save them from flaunting their power here."


    Dragon is in a hurry.


    "Giggle, if you are a reckless man, you have to kill everyone. Let me do it."


    Ding MANSA smiled. She didn''t know what means she used. In an instant, she made the four people except the horse faced man unconscious and fell into the sea below.


    "Witch, what have you done?"


    The horse faced man was surprised and angry. Although his accomplishments were not high, his four companions were also experts of the younger generation in the sect. They were all very strong. Unexpectedly, they were made unconscious by Ding MANSA''s magic.


    "Don''t get excited. I just let them sleep. They can''t die."


    Timothy said and added, "of course, if I encounter any sea demons unfortunately, I can''t guarantee whether they can live."


    "You..."


    The horse faced man was livid and angry at Ding MANSA''s words.


    "What am I? Get over here."


    The Dragon moved, and the speed was incredible. Before the horse faced man recovered, he was tightly clasped down his throat by the big hand of Long Yi.


    This is the dragon one. The strength is strong. It is by no means an eight star alchemist who can fight against it. He can capture the other party effortlessly. Life and death are not up to him.


    "Long Yi, keep him alive."


    Yang Xuan shouted.


    "Little white face, you should be glad. If my master were not here today, you would have become a pool of rotten meat."


    While talking, Long Yi grabbed the horse faced man and returned to Yang Xuan like a chicken.


    "Ho Ho, you, you..."


    The horse faced man''s face turned red and he was very frightened. At this time, he realized how terrible Yang Xuan and his party were, and regretted that he had not sent the messenger jade charm in advance.


    "Pa!"


    Long Yi slapped the horse face man with a big mouth and said, "shut up and say more. I''ll let you see the Lord of hell right away."


    The horse faced man was blindfolded and his mouth purred. He was stunned and didn''t dare to speak.


    Yang Xuan saw it in his eyes and said, "I''ll give you two choices."


    The horse faced man looked at Long Yi and Yang Xuan. Cowardly, he said, "which two choices?"


    "First, death, second, life."


    Yang Xuan said casually.


    "I, I want to live. As long as you don''t kill me, just ask for anything."


    The horse faced man hurried.


    "A soft bone."


    Dingman shaman disdains.


    "All right, be quiet."


    Yang Xuan frowned and asked, "let me ask you, you..."


    Before the words fell, a group of more than a dozen people flew in front. Looking at their clothes, they were no different from Ma Mian and others. Obviously, they were also spiritual practitioners from Shenzong.


    "Stop, let Ma Siming go."


    A group of people flew with swords at a very fast speed. In the twinkling of an eye, they came to the void station more than ten meters away from Yang Xuan and others.


    "It''s OK to let people go, but I have to ask something first."


    Yang Xuan glanced at the group and his eyes fell on a young woman with a slim figure and a veil on her face.


    Although she doesn''t know her appearance, her spiritual fluctuation is very strong, and her cultivation level is definitely more than eight stars.