Along the way, Han Yu encountered several low-level demon beasts frolicking on the sea, and he didn't pay attention to them, and flew directly overhead.

Occasionally, when he encountered a human monk, he also ignored the casual cultivators, but any demon monk would unceremoniously destroy them.

Half a month later, Han Yu finally approached the sea marked on the jade slip.

At this time, he began to rein in his breath and hid his tracks.

There were several teams of demon hunters searching for the remnants of the Sun City here, and Han Yu was cautious and didn't dare to have the slightest big heart.

His current cultivation is not afraid of ordinary knots, but if he encounters a clever person who escapes directly, it will be difficult to catch up.

In the following journey, he encountered several more teams of demons, and he just silently observed and continued to move towards the core area.

A few days later, Han Yu stopped advancing, and there was a loud rumbling sound in the sea not far ahead, and two Yudan and a dozen Zhuji were hunting a crouching tiger shark.

Those foundation building monks held the array flags around a sea area, and the blue and white array flags in their hands formed a shield, and the gust of wind swept towards the middle, slowly pressing towards the tiger shark.

The leader was an old man with crane hair and a Confucian with messy hair and a shawl, who were using a red glazed bronze mirror and a bronze sword full of monuments to assist in the attack.

The tiger shark trapped on the surface of the sea also understood its situation, and after a light roar, the demonic energy on its body rose violently, twisting the sea water beside it into a whirlpool, forming a water curtain shield.

The color of the water curtain was slowly turning from sea blue to dark gray, and there was a muffled sound from inside, and several monks who were arranging a formation near Zhenzhen were deaf and buzzing in their ears, and their qi and blood were constantly tumbling, and their hearts were terrified.

Suddenly, the muffled sound stopped!

Then the water curtain conjured up in the air in the form of a tiger, and with a roar, it crashed into the light shield in midair. The astonishing momentum made the foundation of the formation feel nervous.

At a distance of only ten zhang away from the light mask, a blue and white light mask appeared out of thin air, which looked extremely solid, and when the tiger collided with it, some of it was dissolved.

But this crouching tiger shark was a demon beast that was about to advance to the seventh level, and it was impossible to stop it with the formation alone, and the two-color light shield was quickly broken through.

Suddenly, the phantom of the tiger slammed into the light mask, and it was directly shattered. The entire light mask trembled violently, and two colors of light poured out from the array flag, desperately filling the big hole that had just been knocked out.

"You all cheer me up, destroying this demon is not your benefit, if anyone steals and cheats without dead power, the old man will skin him alive!" shouted loudly, and at the same time recited a few mantras in his hand, and the bronze sword in his hand slashed downward, restraining this demon.

The group of foundation building period monks who set up the formation secretly complained in their hearts, but under the gaze of the two monks of the foundation building period, no one dared to cheat and play tricks? They cast spells to infuse all their mana into it, and forcibly make up for the big hole that was pretended.

These gray seawater waters have a corrosive effect, and the desperate instillation of mana by this group of foundation builders can only barely keep up with the speed of corrosion.

Han Yu was a little surprised when he hid on the side, but he didn't expect that it would be a little difficult for the two Jiedanjia and a group of Zhuji to take down a sixth-level demon beast.

The corrosive power on the formation was dissipating warmly, and the large array was gradually beginning to heal again. These two Jiedan monks were in high spirits all of a sudden, and they no longer skimped on the crazy injection of mana? Glass mirror upside down? Firmly lock on to the tiger shark on the sea.

The tiger shark that was cruising on the surface of the sea also sensed the danger, and a white light flashed in the tiger's mouth, as if it wanted to kill him.

"Not good? This demon wants to spit out the demon pill and blow it up? Stop him!" said the old man, who was forming a strange handprint, with hot sweat oozing from his forehead, and roaring wildly.

All the monks know that the demon pill is the most valuable thing on the demon beast? If the demon pill blew itself up, it would be a big loss.

When did the Confucian in the hair hear this? Anxious on your face? His face flashed, and he poured all his mana into the bronze sword? Suddenly, the patina on the bronze sword was gone? The size is also inch by inch, and it is slashed down.

The tiger was in pain, but he couldn't spit out a fist-sized demon pill and slammed it into the air.

The foundation building stage monk, whose mana had been consumed for most of his mana, was frightened as white as paper, but he did not dare to take a step back.

If you don't run away, you may still have a chance to live, if you don't care about escaping, you will definitely be skinned and torn apart by the two who are angry, and you will never be able to live forever.

They glanced at each other in despair, holding the formation flag with both hands, and injected all the remaining spiritual energy into the flagpole, and suddenly several pillars of light shot out from the tip of the flag, reinforcing to the side where the demon pill hit. The speed of this demon pill was extremely fast, and it crashed into it as soon as it was completed.

Cracking, screaming, and roaring came at the same time.

This formation didn't even last for a moment, and it collapsed with a rattling sound.

Those monks who supported the formation were thrown out in the explosion, and the lucky ones fell to the surface of the sea with blood spurting out of their mouths, and the unlucky ones were swept to death by the aftermath.

Just when the sea was in chaos, a loud shout was heard in the sky.

"Slash!"

As soon as the words fell, the bronze sword slashed down and stuck into the tiger shark's body.

The roar from the tiger shark's mouth returned, but no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't move half an inch.

At the same time, several fiery pillars of fire descended from the sky, smashing accurately on the tiger demon, and suddenly a scorching smell came.

After the two men subdued the tiger shark, their faces were full of exhaustion. They didn't go to collect the magic weapon for the time being, their eyes searched the sky, and they flew towards a certain place with a look of ecstasy.

The few foundation building monks who were lucky enough not to die also breathed a sigh of relief, and they also saw the dim demon pill suspended in mid-air, and the envy on their faces flashed, and they all took out the healing pill and swallowed it.

Killing a demon beast that is close to the seventh level will definitely get no less, and the few people who are alive are slightly excited in their hearts.

Just as these two monks were flying to the Demon Pill in a hurry, a sword light suddenly struck from a distance, directly grinding the few surviving Zhuji into minced meat. Immediately after that, the aftermath continued to slash towards the old man.

The face of the Confucian with hair is bloodless!

"Flash!" When Confucius saw the sword light, it was like seeing a snake and scorpion, and he dodged to the side without saying a word, but the old man was a little unwilling to take out the gray rock shield and go up to it.

With a crisp "click", the rock shield was directly cut in two, and then turned into thirty-two sword shadows and twisted away from different directions.

The Clothed Confucian was in a hurry, and was about to use some means to rescue, but in the void not far away, countless wind blades slashed towards him.

The old man was horrified in his heart, gritted his teeth and pinched a spell, and a blazing purple flame appeared in front of him. His hand flicked again, and the purple flame turned into a sea of purple fire in the sky, pressing towards the fire shadow in the sky.

Seeing the wind blade coming, the wholesale Confucian priest faintly flashed yellow light in his clothes, forming an illusory earthy yellow inner armor. After doing all this, he was a little uneasy, revealing the blue light chain wrapped around his arm, and after urging the spell, the blue light chain turned into a light blue light curtain, protecting him to death.

The old man's purple demonic flame pierced through most of the sword shadows, but it was not shattered, which made him feel strange in his heart and secretly strengthen his vigilance.

He shook his hand and recognized a white talisman and turned into an ice spear to meet it.

The white and crystalline ice spear pierced through several phantoms, but it still didn't disperse, and it was obvious that these were all illusions.

At this moment, a sword shadow turned in a very dexterous direction, wanting to attack from the side.

The white-haired old man was overjoyed, and the purple fire in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he magically trapped this sword shadow in the center.

This sword light slowly condensed into an entity, rushing left and right in the purple fire, but it could not pierce the purple fire, and was slowly entwined.

"Puff puff puff...."

A series of muffled sounds came, and the shield formed by the blue light chain could not stop the continuous slashing of the wind blade at all, and the blue light dimmed in a moment.

The Clothed Confucian was shocked in his heart, and secretly complained, he had squandered most of his mana by hunting the Crouching Tiger Shark just now, and now his mana was faintly weak.

Before he could take out the other treasures, the blue light curtain made a crisp sound, and the whole piece shattered, and the other wind blades continued to surge.

The white-haired old man caught a glimpse of this scene, and although he had the ability to rescue, he was vigilant and did not take action.

The Jiedan monk who attacked them had not yet been seen, and he did not dare to act rashly, forcibly extracting the mana in the dantian to refine the flying sword, forcing the sneak attack villain to appear.

The purple fireball sped up its burning speed, and it didn't take long for it to refine onto the body of the flying sword, but the moment the purple flame and the flying sword came into contact, he was stunned.

The condensed body of the flying sword suddenly became transparent and disappeared without a trace.

"Not good!" A bad thought flashed in the minds of the phantom old men who were looking at him, but before he could make any movements, an illusory shadow had already solidified and circled around his neck.

The aura of the body protection couldn't stop the sharp flying sword at all, and a blood mark loomed on his neck, and then the old man's head was crooked, and a cavity of blood splashed high!

The skull was about to fall to the surface of the sea, a blue light appeared, he stretched out his hand to grab the skull, and then appeared several feet away, not a drop of blood was touched.

Immediately after that, he pointed at it casually, and the sword light twisted the old man's body into minced meat, and rolled up the thumb-sized golden pill and the storage bag.

"You... Who are you, do you know who we are!" The bearded Confucian turned pale and immediately shouted angrily and anxiously.

"Aren't you demon monks, I don't know if I dare to do it? I'm not interested in talking to you, I just want to know what kind of soul search. Han Yu smiled brightly at the Confucian student, said lightly, and with a wave of one hand, countless sword lights slashed down wildly.

The light of the earthy yellow armor became more and more dim, and it was shattered in the desperate gaze of Confucius, and then countless sword lights came to him, and he had no way to resist when his mana was exhausted, so he could only be unwilling to be beheaded.

Han Yu skillfully put away all the storage bags, and then took out the soul search talisman that had been prepared long ago and pasted it on the old man's head.

After half a cup of tea, Han Yu then threw the head, and the head was blown to pieces, spraying red and white things everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, he searched the soul of Confucian Sheng, and his face showed satisfaction.