"Bear with it for the time being, and when you get to the Shura battlefield, it's not too late to deal with this demon!"

Cihang thought for a moment, looked at Kong Wenqiu, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Kong is right, since everyone has come here, they must all want to go to the Shura battlefield and kill the demons in the Shura Demon Realm, since this is the case, then no matter what grievances there are, they should be put aside for the time being!"

Seeing that Cihang said so, Bai Junchen and Xia Renjie glanced at each other, but they had to acquiesce.

Seeing such a situation, Kong Wenqiu suddenly smiled faintly and said, "That's the best!"

Kong Wenqiu said, looking at the Shura battlefield in the distance, where mana fluctuations were constantly coming, and said to everyone: "Since everyone is willing to turn war into jade silk, then let's set off immediately and go to the Shura battlefield!"

Hearing this, Bai Junchen suddenly snorted coldly, returned to his previous warship, greeted Xia Renjie and Cihang, beckoned them to board the ship, and prepared to go to the Shura battlefield.

At the same time, Hua Manlou also greeted Tang Yi and them to their own painting boat.

Obviously, because of Cihang's face, although these people temporarily pressed their grievances, the first-class sect disciples and those second-rate sect disciples did not work together, but split into two small groups.

Seeing this scene, Kong Wenqiu couldn't help frowning.

"Senior Brother Kong, please get on the boat for a while!"

At this moment, Cihang greeted Kong Wenqiu.

Kong Wenqiu paused slightly, glanced at the painting boat where Tang Yi and they were, thought for a moment, but turned his head and led people to Bai Junchen and the warship where they were.

Two groups of people and horses, respectively riding warships and painting boats, slowly marched towards the Shura battlefield in the distance.

"After entering the Shura battlefield, you must not only be careful of the demons in the Shura Demon Realm, but also Bai Junchen and them!"

As soon as they got on the painting boat, Tang Yi instructed Jian Thirteen Lang and them.

"How?"

Xuanyuan Wuguang looked puzzled and asked, "That Senior Brother Kong, didn't you say that we turned hostility into jade silk?"

"Idiot!"

The flowers on the side were full of buildings, and he suddenly despised Xuanyuan Wuguang with a glance: "How can grievances be so easy to resolve!"

"The reason why they agreed was because they were afraid that the nerd surnamed Kong would fall to us, so they agreed to come down!"

"When they get to the Shura battlefield, they may be able to use some kind of moth!"

"That's right!"

Tang Yi nodded slightly, but at the same time, he was standing on the side of the ship, looking into the distance.

I saw the Shura battlefield in the distance, getting closer and closer.

It's just that with the Shura battlefield, the distance is getting closer and closer, and the aftermath of the big war back then has also begun to appear.

Whoosh!Whoosh......

I saw that from time to time, there were supernatural aftermaths, or residual imperial power, overflowing from the Shura battlefield.

Faced with these aftermaths, Hua Manlou hurriedly lowered his speed and let his painting boat follow Bai Junchen and their warship.

In this way, these aftermaths will be blocked by Bai Junchen's warships, but there will be no loss on their side.

And as the Shura battlefield gets closer and closer, the aftermath of that battlefield is getting heavier and heavier.

At the same time, the wreckage and relics left behind by the war began to increase gradually.

"Look, what is this?"

In the distance, I saw a small mountain-like metal fragment slowly floating over.

The leader is Bai Junchen's warship, all of which are from first-class sects, these people are naturally well-informed, and some people recognize them in an instant.

"This is the five-color divine gold, which is generally the least scattered immortal-level power, and uses this five-color divine gold to refine magic weapons!"

"Five-color divine gold, I heard the master say that one pound of five-color divine gold is equivalent to 10,000 spirit stones, such a large piece of five-color divine gold, to say the least, must have tens of thousands of catties, how many spirit stones should it be worth?"

Hearing this, there were many people on the warship, all greedy, their eyes fiery, looking at the five-colored divine gold floating past from the side of the warship.

"No, you can't let the disciples of the second-rate sect behind you take advantage!"

On the warship, looking at the five-colored divine gold slowly floating by his side, he suddenly couldn't hold back the greed in his heart, got up and flew out of the warship, wanting to pocket the five-colored divine gold.

"Don't move!"

Kong Wenqiu on the side suddenly changed his face, and as soon as he spoke, the man had already stretched out his hand to the five-colored divine gold.

Rumble!

In an instant, I saw that on the five-colored divine gold, one after another formation inscriptions emerged, like sharp arrows, instantly shooting the person directly into a hornet's nest, and the form and spirit were destroyed.

Fortunately, Kong Wenqiu reminded him before, and Bai Junchen hurriedly let the warship dodge, otherwise he would probably have to be hit by the formation inscriptions.

"This place is getting closer and closer to the Shura battlefield, no matter what you see, you can't act rashly!"

Kong Wenqiu frowned suddenly, and reminded: "Don't forget, this is the place where the power of the cultivation realm fought with the Shura Demon Emperor back then, even if it is a grass or a tree, it is not something that can be touched at will!"

Hearing Kong Wenqiu's words, he saw again that the person who had tried to collect the five-colored divine gold, but was instead shot into a hornet's nest, on the warship, the disciples of those first-class sects were suddenly terrified, and no one dared to be greedy anymore, allowing the mountain-like five-colored divine gold to float to the rear.

When he saw the five-colored divine gold, floating to the painting boat where he was, Jian Shisanlang and Hua Manlou, as well as those second-rate sect disciples, couldn't help but want to collect this five-color divine gold.

But when they thought of what they had seen before, they couldn't help but be too frightened to move.

Sou!

However, at this moment, Tang Yi, who saw him on the side, suddenly made a move, without saying a word, with a big hand, he grabbed the five-color divine gold directly.

"Don't!"

Seeing this scene, they were suddenly frightened.

However, I saw Tang Yi grabbing the five-color divine gold, which was also strange to say, the five-color divine gold that had burst out with countless formation inscriptions before, but there was no movement at this time, allowing Tang Yi to easily take it into his pocket.

"This ......"

Seeing this scene, not only on the painting boat, Jian Shisanlang and Hua Manlou, but also on the warship in front, Bai Junchen and the others were also dumbfounded, with an incredible face.

I saw Tang Yi casually throw this mountain-like five-colored divine gold into the storage magic weapon, and then returned to the painting boat.

"This is just the remains of a magic weapon, the power contained in it has long been gone, the previous person, inspired the only remaining formation inscription inside, now, this is just the purest five-color divine gold, collect it, there is no risk!"

Tang Yi smiled faintly and explained to Jian Shisanlang and Hua Manlou.

The warship ahead, hearing Tang Yi's words, the people above immediately regretted it.

(End of chapter)