"Where on earth did they go?"
"It's impossible for them to have vanished from the face of the earth. They must be hiding somewhere."
The group of people scanned the void, their eyes full of bewilderment.
The old man in white also scanned the surroundings, not missing any part of the void.
Bang!
Ah!
All of a sudden.
A terrifying aura emerged.
Following closely.
A shrill scream reverberated in the sky above the sea.
The next moment after the scream, the aura disappeared in an instant.
The white-haired old man and the rest heard the scream and immediately turned to look, only to see a middle-aged man falling into the sea below.
There was a thumb-sized bloody hole between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
It was penetrated from the front to the back and blood spurted out like a fountain!
"How is this possible?"
The group of people turned pale with fright.
The middle-aged man was their companion.
He was in the middle of the group, but no one saw how he died.
"It must be them!"
"Where are they hiding?"
"Come out quickly!"
"Don't hide!"
In addition to being angry, the group of people was extremely panicked.
They could not see the other party and could not fight back.
Bang!
Ah!
Suddenly.
That terrifying aura emerged again.
The previous situation happened again. Another middle-aged man spattered blood in the sky and quickly fell into the sea, swallowed by the sea.
"B * stard!"
"If you have the ability, come out and fight fair and square. What kind of man are you if you hide and scheme?"
The white-haired old man gritted his teeth.
In less than three breaths, two Nine-star Battle-Saints had fallen. Such a loss was heart-wrenching.
"Previously, when I asked you to fight one-on-one with me, you were unwilling. Now that you can't do anything to me, you want me to go out and fight fair and square with you. Do you think it's possible?"
Wang Zicheng's mocking voice reverberated in the void.
"Die!"
The white-haired old man said coldly. He waved his big old hand and his battle aura was like a dragon, roaring in the direction of the voice.
But in the end, there was no reaction.
Instead, one of his companions was killed. His head was penetrated and he died on the spot.
The remaining 32 Battle-Saints were completely in a panic and their hearts were drowned by fear.
The other party had been hiding in the dark and there was no way to guard against them.
Moreover, after attacking, they immediately concealed their aura. They could not detect the location of the two at all. If this went on, they would be wiped out!
"Ah …"
Following a painful scream, the fourth Nine Star Battle-Saint was killed.
"I can't take it anymore! Run!"
A thin middle-aged man could no longer bear the torture. He turned around and fled frantically.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, killing intent reappeared.
A stream of Battle Qi appeared out of thin air and shot into the middle of the middle-aged man's forehead.
Blood instantly dyed the sky red!
The middle-aged man died in despair.
"Bastards, I'm going to tear you all apart!"
The white-haired old man roared.
A dignified Battle Emperor could only watch as his subordinates were killed one by one.
This kind of grievance, this kind of powerlessness, made him go mad!
Boom!
A world-shaking Emperor's aura roared in all directions!
The space within a radius of a dozen miles began to twist and contort violently.
In the sea below, huge waves that were hundreds of feet high rose up, covering the sky and the sun!
Suddenly!
Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng appeared in the void a few miles away, looking rather miserable.
His face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"The Concealment Art was actually forcefully broken?"
Qin Feiyang found it hard to believe.
But he didn't have time to think about it.
Because the white-haired old man had already discovered them.
And like an enraged beast, he charged over crazily.
"Retreat!"
Wang Zicheng's pupils contracted. He grabbed Qin Feiyang and rushed into the sea below with a thud.
"Chase after them!"
The white-haired old man roared and took the lead to chase into the sea.
"Did you see that?"
However, the remaining thirty-one Nine-Star Battle Saints did not immediately chase after them. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
"I saw it!"
"The blood at the corner of Ancestor Mu's mouth is purplish-gold!"
"Purplish-Gold blood, is there such a color in the world?"
"What kind of monster is he?"
"Could it be that he's a monster?"
"It's possible. It's said that some ferocious beasts, after cultivating to a certain extent, can transform into human form."
"Don't think about it, chase after them!"
In an instant.
Everyone rushed into the sea, setting off huge waves!
In the sea!
Qin Feiyang and Wang Zicheng did not look back as they rushed to the bottom of the sea. The water pressure was surging from all directions.
Wang Zicheng said anxiously, "Brother, quickly try, can you still activate that invisibility technique?"
Qin Feiyang immediately activated the Concealment Art, but it was useless. He shook his head and said, "No."
"This is troublesome."
Wang Zicheng's eyes darkened.
The white-robed old man was a war emperor, and his speed far surpassed theirs. If they did not think of a way, they would definitely be in trouble.
Qin Feiyang's face was also extremely gloomy.
He did not expect that the Concealment Art would be broken by the Emperor's Might.
It seemed that this battle art was not invincible. There was a limit to it.
"Let's see where you can escape to today!"
Suddenly.
The white-haired old man's murderous voice entered their ears.
The two of them turned around and their expressions changed.
The white-haired old man had already caught up. He was probably only about a hundred feet away.
"Don't be afraid."
"The water pressure in the deep sea is very high. It will limit his speed, and I have the Water Avoidance Pearl."
Wang Zicheng flipped his hand and a crystal clear water droplet appeared, emitting a hazy luster.
As soon as the Water Avoidance Pearl appeared, the water pressure in the surroundings immediately disappeared. The two of them instantly sped up by a large margin.
"In this deep sea, even a war emperor would find it difficult to do anything without the Water Avoidance Pearl."
"Moreover, we even killed four nine-star war saints. It's not a loss."
Wang Zicheng smiled proudly.
Qin Feiyang's face also revealed a trace of a smile.
However, in the next moment.
The smile on their faces froze.
Because they sensed that the white-haired old man's aura not only did not pull away, but was instead getting closer and closer.
Swoosh!
The two of them turned around in surprise and their expressions changed drastically.
They saw that the white-haired old man was also holding a crystal clear pearl in his hand. If that was not the Water Avoidance Pearl, then what was it?
"They even prepared the Water Avoidance Pearl in advance. It seems that this time they are determined to kill me."
Qin Feiyang's eyes were hazy.
Wang Zicheng said angrily, "Brother, who exactly did you offend?"
Qin Feiyang said, "I am still unable to confirm their identity. Moreover, even if I tell you, you may not know."
"Alright!"
"Although it's a headache, who asked me to have a brother like you?"
Wang Zicheng smiled helplessly, glanced at the white-robed old man behind him, and said: "It seems that if we want to survive today, we have to show our trump card."
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
The difference in speed between a nine-star war saint and a war emperor was more than one or two times.
Even a perfect battle art would not be able to make up for this difference.
But this person was actually so confident?
Wang Zicheng said: "Grab my shoulder."
Qin Feiyang was stunned, then followed his words and firmly grabbed Wang Zicheng's shoulder.
Next.
Wang Zicheng's face was solemn, his hands placed in front of his chest, and shouted: "With blood as the plan, with life as the guide, as the law orders, go!"
Qin Feiyang looked at him in a daze. Why did he suddenly feel that this guy was like a fraud?
Immediately after.
He looked at the white-robed old man behind him.
That's not right!
His speed was still the same as before. What the hell was going on?
He looked at Wang Zicheng strangely.
"This …"
"I haven't used this move in a long time. It seems like the posture is wrong. Let's do it again."
Wang Zicheng laughed embarrassedly.
"The posture is wrong?"
Qin Feiyang's face twitched.
This was the first time he heard that to use a certain battle art, one needed the correct posture?
Wang Zicheng glanced at Qin Feiyang awkwardly, then raised his right hand and stretched it forward.
His left hand was placed in front of his chest.
"What kind of posture is this?"
Qin Feiyang looked at him blankly.
He didn't even know how to describe this posture. It was as if Ultraman was fighting a monster. It was rather comical.
"Don't hold it in. If you want to laugh, then laugh."
Wang Zicheng snorted coldly. His comical expression also made people not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Cough!"
Qin Feiyang coughed dryly, held back his laughter, and urged: "Don't dawdle, hurry up."
"Humph!"
Wang Zicheng snorted coldly, and chanted: "With blood as the plan, with life as the guide, as the law orders, go!"
As soon as he finished speaking!
A bloody mist suddenly rose from his body.
Whoosh!
Following closely.
The speed of the two soared like a bolt of lightning, crazily shuttling in the sea. In the blink of an eye, they left the white-haired old man behind.
"So fast!"
Qin Feiyang was dumbfounded.
At this moment, their speed was definitely faster than a perfect battle art. It even gave people the illusion that they were teleporting!
The white-haired old man and the group of Nine-star Battle-Saints behind were also dumbfounded.
What the hell?
This speed is too abnormal, isn't it?
When they came to their senses, the two had already disappeared without a trace.
"What should we do?"
The group of Nine-star Battle-Saints looked at each other, somewhat at a loss. Finally, they looked at the white-robed old man.
"Go to the inland sea!"
"His target is the alchemy fire!"
"As long as we go to the inland sea first, we will see him sooner or later!"
The white-haired old man said gloomily.
"That makes sense."
The group nodded.
One of them suddenly looked at the white-haired old man and asked: "By the way, did you see that the blood at the corner of Ancestor Mu's mouth was purplish gold?"
"Hmm?"
"Purplish gold?"
The white-haired old man was bewildered.
Because he was too angry at that time, he did not notice this.
The thirty-one Nine-star Battle-Saints nodded.
The white-robed old man frowned and said: "Impossible, how can there be such blood in this world? You must have seen wrongly. "
"Did we really see wrongly?"
The group of people frowned.
…
At the same time.
Wang Zicheng was still shuttling through the sea with Qin Feiyang at an extremely fast speed.
About fifty breaths later.
Suddenly.
Wang Zicheng stopped and looked back. Seeing that the white-robed old man did not follow, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The blood mist on his body also dissipated.
But just as Wang Zicheng turned back, Qin Feiyang looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face was full of horror.
At this moment, Wang Zicheng's face was full of wrinkles, like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
Moreover.
His originally strong body seemed to have been hollowed out. He was as thin as a matchstick and his temples were full of white hair.
"Isn't it just old? What's there to look at?"
Wang Zicheng did not care at all, as if it was a very normal thing. He raised his head and looked around, then continued to fly forward.
But his speed was not as fast as before. It was his usual speed, or even slower, as if he was very weak now.
"What's going on?"
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