The ancient shipwreck and the surrounding miles of sea were chaotic.

In addition to Lou Jiejun, Du City Lord and others who made timely moves, arranged a way to retreat, and calmly retreated with the spirit box they obtained, although several other city lords also got the mutilated spirit box, they also had a fierce melee with the village monk when they left.

Ren Haiping was wearing a third-order spirit armor at this time, holding a third-order spirit sword, which stimulated a long sword light, forced the two small village monks who were in front of him to retreat, personally opened the way, and led a group of Ren Village guards to carry the heavy spirit box, and rushed out with difficulty.

However, the surroundings had long been surrounded by many small village monks, just imagine how could they easily leave with the spirit box under the burning eyes of hundreds of monks?

Ren Haiping repelled the two with his sword, and rushed out a few new roadblockers in front of him.

"Death to those who stand in my way"

Ren Haiping sneered twice, his eyes were fierce, and he roared hideously.

With a roar of rage, his momentum skyrocketed, and an invisible pressure instantly pressed on the three monks who were the first to stand in the way.

These three cultivators were all mid-stage Qi cultivators, and two of them were even as high as six levels.

But under this domineering momentum, the three monks shrank their eyes at the same time, barely suppressing the fear in their hearts, and one of them shouted loudly as if he were bold: "Put down the box, let you out." ”

This shout was echoed by the other monks around him, who began to clamore.

"Find the Dead Sea Spirit Slash"

Ren Haiping smiled coldly, and the spirit sword in his hand suddenly exploded, soaring from one zhang to three zhang, and a water blue sword qi slashed out.

In the exclamation of several monks on the opposite side, the three spirit swords broke at the waist, and the sword slashed towards a monk without hindrance. The monk was horrified, but he could not react, and was cut in two by a sword, and his flesh was scattered to the ground.

The other two monks turned pale with fright, and they all retreated.

The other monks of the surrounding village were also shocked, frightened by this sword, and did not dare to step forward.

"Who dares to stop again?"

Ren Haiping crossed the spirit sword and asked coldly.

This is the strongest low-level combat skill of the Ren family, and it is very suitable for water system qi cultivation period cultivators. Ren Haiping, as a descendant of the Ren family, naturally learned the essence of jīng, and the power of it was amazing.

However, the mana consumed by this combat skill is also quite amazing.

The sword just now, with Ren Haiping's cultivation in the late stage of Qi cultivation, can only cast more than ten swords, and it will consume all mana.

On the deck of the ancient shipwreck, there were naturally well-informed Qi cultivation period monks, and one of the monks in the small village suddenly shouted: "This kind of powerful combat skill needs to consume a lot of mana, don't be afraid of him, he can't produce a few swords." ”

His agitation, but no one responded.

One sword, one life, this sword move is too terrifying. If you want to stop it, you have to use your life to consume Ren Haiping's mana, and there are no less than a dozen monks.

Who wants to rush to their deaths first?

After all, these small village monks came from hundreds of immortal villages, and they almost didn't know each other, so they were naturally very active when they came to grab things.

But for this reason, few people are willing to accompany xìng's life.

"Go"

Ren Haiping yelled, no one dared to stop him wherever he passed.

He slaughtered out of the deck of the ancient shipwreck in one go, and led his men to evacuate quickly, until he walked out of more than ten zhang, and a monk with unknown circumstances came out to stop him, and it was another tragic fight.

The situation on Bai Xijun's side was even worse, he grabbed two spirit boxes, but was stopped when he left.

The Bai family was inferior in terms of combat strength, and was surrounded by many small village monks, tired of dealing with the incoming attack, and it was difficult to carry away these two spirit boxes.

"City Lord, if you can't kill Lu, what should I do?"

One of the guards shook his hand and slashed at a sword that came from the side, his face full of anxiety.

Bai Xijun's face was covered with blood.

He frowned and looked around, his eyes were full of crazy roadblockers, and he turned his head to look at the two boxes beside him, snorted, and opened one of the spirit boxes directly, revealing bottles and cans inside.

It was a box full of pills.

However, how could the Bai Clan Immortal Village be short of pills

The pill was the least valuable to him, and he had no way before, so he just grabbed this spirit box containing the pill.

Bai Xijun didn't close the lid of the box, kicked the box out of the box, and shouted loudly: "This place is full of second-order and third-order vitality pills, take what you want."

The spirit box suddenly fell to the ground, and the elixir bottle rolled all over the deck.

The dozens of small village monks around them suddenly exploded, their eyes red, and they abandoned their respective opponents and snatched the pill bottles on the deck. In these small villages, it is hopeless to grab a whole spirit box, but snatching some scattered pill bottles can also make them satisfied.

Bai Xijun took his own monk to escort him, guarding another box, and left while he was in chaos.

The other city lords were even more unbearable, only two or three city lords brought out a box, and the rest were surrounded by chaotic monks, and they couldn't get out at all.

The remaining three strong village city lords with the weakest strength couldn't even take a box with them, so they had to learn Bai Xijun's method, open the box and take some of it first, leaving most of it for the small village monks, so that they could get out.

The box that the city lord of the strong village had no time to take away was directly broken, and all the monks coaxed it together, and a bloody killing broke out among the monks of the small village.

At this point, I couldn't tell the enemy at all.

Sky.

Ye Mo rode Dajin, took the nine spirit eagles of Ye's Immortal Village to ride in the air, and took three Xuantie boxes and a golden spirit box to safely evacuate the chaotic ancient shipwreck sea area from the sky, and no one could stop him.

Compared with the embarrassment of other strong village city lords, Ye Mo can be regarded as easy.

The whole sky, without any opponents. The hundreds of sea ships and thousands of Qi cultivation cultivators on the ground could not threaten the Eagle Riders who were hundreds of feet in the air.

Even a monk who owned one or two spirit birds would not dare to release the spirit birds to death.

However, although the monks of the small village on the sea could not stop it, they tried their best to pass on the information by various means. Let the monks outside intercept them.

The monks on the periphery, who couldn't squeeze close to the ancient shipwreck, all raised their heads and noticed the ten golden eagles flying through the sky.

The three huge and eye-catching Xuantie spirit boxes have become the focus, and they have been stared at by countless monks, desperately eager that the three valuable spirit boxes can fall into their own pockets.

Ye Mo flew several miles on the Spirit Eagle and landed first on the Ye Clan's light armor warship.

These three spirit boxes were too heavy, and the spirit eagles couldn't fly fast in the sky, and they couldn't fly far, and their stamina couldn't support them enough to return to Ye Village with the heavy spirit boxes. You still have to rely on a sea boat to return to Ye's Immortal Village, which is thousands of miles away.

On the Ye clan's warship, all the monks were cheering and boiling, and Wang Hu, Yang You, Mo Ling and others were extremely excited, welcoming Ye Mo and the others back.

More than ten strong villages, hundreds of small fairy villages, hundreds of large ships, and thousands of monks gathered in this ancient shipwreck sea area, competing for the goods on the salvaged ancient shipwreck.

But the biggest harvest is the Ye Immortal Village.

With ten spirit eagle air riders, Ye Mo snatched three Xuantie spirit boxes and one golden spirit box in one fell swoop, accounting for more than one-fifth of all the benefits.

Ye Mo was also extremely excited.

How much is the value of these three Xuantie Spirit Chests?

The spiritual objects in each bite are worth about 100,000 spirit stones.

You must know that an ordinary new village city lord, if he is a child of a family of cultivating immortals, he can generally only support it with 10,000 or 20,000 financial resources.

Even if it was a city lord of Ao Lai No. 1 Immortal Village like Lou Jiejun, whose father was a Jindan-level city lord, the financial support he received from the Lou family would not exceed one or two hundred thousand spirit stones. Of course, Lou Jiejun also has a large number of family Qi cultivation period cultivators under him, which is another matter.

This also means that these three spirit boxes have exceeded the financial resources of Lou Jiejun who had just built the village.

This is definitely an amazing fortune, which can make the strength of Xiancun grow explosively.

In addition, the golden box could not be opened, and I didn't know what was inside the road.

However, he knew that it was not safe to return to the sea boat, and he had to return to Ye's Immortal Village to completely save this amazing property.

This place is thousands of miles away from Ye Village, and it is definitely an extremely difficult and dangerous journey back to the village.

Ye Mo immediately instructed Chang Fei, who greeted him: "Set sail immediately and return to Xiancun, without any delays along the way."

"Yes, Castle Lord"

Chang Fei Shen sè a Rin, commanding all the sailors to sail the ship.

Mo Yun stood at the bow of the boat, looking in the direction of the ancient ship with a look of regret. At this point, of course, he understood that his desire to go up close and see the ancient ship for himself had been frustrated.

The other nine eagle riders landed one after another with the spirit box.

"Quick, hurry up and leave the ancient shipwreck alone, Ye Cun has grabbed the three spirit boxes, let's catch up with them"

"Yes, hurry up and chase it"

In the distance, the nearest few large sea ships from other Xiaoxian villages moved stupidly and shouted anxiously.

However, they hurriedly started the sea boat, which was a little slower than the Ye sea ship.

Ye Mo had ordered before leaving, so that the Ye family's sea ships would stay in the outermost part of the world, away from the other sea ships, and not in the midst of the many chaotic sea ships.

The monks on the ship were even more ready at any time, and the sailors, helmsmen, and lookouts were always on standby.

Now that the order has been obtained, Ye's sea ship immediately set sail, which is naturally not comparable to other sea ships.

By the time the other ships were in motion, the Yip's ships had already increased their speed.

"Brothers, chase it, don't let Ye Cun escape with the spirit box"

The monks on the boats of the many small villages shouted loudly.

Those sea ships that were unable to kill the ancient shipwreck, they were already extremely anxious, and immediately joined the pursuit.

"There's big trouble"

Ye Mo looked at the more than twenty or thirty big sea ships chasing after him, his brows furrowed.

There are so many chasing ships alone. If it is overtaken, the Ye ship will definitely be smashed. It seems that grabbing the spirit box is only the beginning, and returning to Ye Village is an even more difficult challenge.

Mo Yun had already come back to his senses, and when he heard Ye Mo's words, he immediately said with confidence: "City Lord Ye, don't worry, we are a light-armored warship." Those big ships are too bulky to be as fast as ours. How can they imagine that our light sea ships are known for their speed? I will take the helm and make sure to get rid of their pursuers."

"Okay, then there's Master Raumo"

Ye Mo's expression improved slightly.

Mo Yun Jīng is a shipbuilder, and he knows the most about the light armored warships he built with his shipwrights.

Even those sailors may not know more about this ship than he does. With his hand, the speed of this light sea ship quickly increased to the limit.