Ah Hai rushed out of the village with hundreds of natives and ran to the sea.

The boats had also docked, and dozens of vicious Rakshasa pirates had jumped ashore. One by one, they were holding sharp spirit swords, and they were obviously not too concerned about the hundreds of natives who rushed over.

"There are a lot of natives on this island, it seems that it is a small tribe, and it can earn a small amount of money from the natives, and obediently offer fifty natives, fifty natives, and all the goods of your tribe, otherwise, destroy your tribe, and leave no one behind."

A Rakshasa pirate leader looked around the island, and the arrogant Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, shouting at the natives of Ahai.

"Reflection"

Ah Hai roared, his arms were bruised, he clutched a rusty iron fork, and said to the natives, "There are only dozens of pirates in this group, and our natives are born with divine power, and they are the most brave wrestlers to kill

"Kill"

The natives suppressed their fear, raised their weapons one after another, and rushed towards those Rakshasa pirates. Although they have not practiced martial arts, they are born with divine powers, which makes their movements extremely fast, and they can defeat the tigers.

"Hmph, since the ants who don't know whether they are alive or dead want to die, then you will be able to kill me, kill all the old and young, and leave the female slaves"

A cold light flashed in the pirate leader's eyes, and he waved his spirit sword and said in a cold voice.

"Kill"

Dozens of pirates roared wildly and rushed towards the natives.

Although the number of this group of Rakshasa pirates is small, they are all monks in the Qi cultivation period, and the spirit sword in their hands is powerful, and the cold sword qi of the Dao Dao bursts out. One spell after another, it blasted out from a distance, flying towards the people who had not yet approached dozens of feet away.

"Flutter"

"Boom"

"Ah, burn me"

Arrows flew wildly, fireballs exploded in the crowd of earth, bursting with flames, blood surging out, and severed limbs and arms were horribly severe. The wind blade whistled through the crowd, taking the lives of the natives one by one. The ice was biting, and the middle one turned into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Although the natives on this island are born with divine power, they are really too weak compared to the spells of these Qi cultivation monks. Their strength can only be compared with the high-level martial artists of the Kyushu Terran Race, and they are not at the same level as this group of pirates.

On the island, the Rakshasa pirates slaughtered the natives

More than ten miles away in the sky, Ye Mo and Ah Shui were watching this small indigenous island. Because the distance is still far away, although you can see the general outline of the natives on the island, many natives are faintly moving, but they can't see many details clearly.

Suddenly, Ye Mo's face changed.

Bursts of magical light erupted from the island, as if it was fighting. It seems that the immortal cultivators slaughtered the soil on the island

But ordinary immortal cultivators would not kill the natives for no reason, after all, it was also one of the branches of the human race. It was also one of the strengths of the East Sea Demon Clan tribe against immortal cultivators.

Unless it is. Pirates will plunder the natives to sell.

"Could it be that the sea ship is a rakshasa pirate?

Ye Mo thought of this possibility, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly.

"What"

When Ah Shui heard this, his face changed drastically. She was well aware of the ferocity of the Rakshasa pirates.

In an instant, the two of them turned into two bursts of swords, flying towards the island at an extremely fast speed.

Getting closer and closer, the two of them were shocked by the scene.

In just a few moments, the island's natives were already strewn with corpses, and blood was flowing like a sea. Almost all of the dead were natives of the island, and the pirates suffered almost no casualties.

The remaining hundred or so dark-skinned natives had been beaten and incapacitated, and the cruel facts shattered their illusions of dying and gave up resistance. Driven into a horde by pirates, they slaughter indiscriminately.

"The Master"

Ah Shui trembled with anger, her face changed color, tears welled up in her bright eyes, and there was an irrepressible sadness and hatred in her heart.

And those who were killed were all natives of the East China Sea.

She is a descendant of the native slaves of the East China Sea, and half of her blood comes from the natives. Although she was born to a Kyushu nobleman and a female slave, she was raised by natives from childhood to adulthood. For her, the natives are her relatives

And now her relatives are being slaughtered by pirates, and it is like cutting flesh on her, and it hurts to the heart.

But without Ye Mo's order, even if she had monstrous hatred, she couldn't do it.

"Kill None and Leave Behind"

Ye Mo's tone was unusually cold.

Not only for Ah Shui, but also full of anger in his heart.

Although the natives of the East China Sea have no status to speak of, they cannot be killed like ants like this.

With Ye Mo's consent, Ah Shui immediately quickly sent out a few sword tricks with both hands, and the incomparable flying sword brilliance soared, rushing towards the Rakshasa pirates on the island.

Poof

Before several Rakshasa pirates could react, they had already been killed by flying swords.

"Who is it? Monk Zhuji? No, two seniors, we didn't offend our seniors, why did you kill us?"

The pirate leader looked up at the sky, and the figure of the second monk suddenly fell down in horror, extremely desperate, deeply frightened, and begged for mercy.

The monks in the foundation building period are the dreams of all monks in the Qi cultivation period

A small watershed in the world of cultivating immortals.

It can be said that all Qi cultivation period cultivators have only just begun to cultivate the Yuan Shen, but their longevity has not changed, and they still have a lifespan of one hundred years like ordinary people.

But after the breakthrough enters the foundation building period, they can be regarded as real immortal cultivators, they have a two-hundred-year lifespan, can fly with a sword, and go to the sky and the earth

When the monk in the Qi training period encounters the foundation monk, there is no way to escape, and there is a dead end

The flying sword that fell from the sky was not something they could resist.

Ah Shui bit his red lip and didn't say anything at all, and he didn't intend to let go of any of the Rakshasa pirates here.

"Poof"

Another head flew high, and the face still retained the horror of the pirate before he died, all kinds of indescribable horror.

Bloody, brutal

Ye Mo knew very well that Ah Shui's heart had been surrounded by hatred and had fallen into real madness, and the slaughter was the best way for her to vent the resentment in her heart.

He didn't stop or kill the little pirates.

Ah Shui alone cleaned up this small group of Rakshasa pirates in the Qi training period was enough.

This was just the beginning, and her killing was far from stopping. The sword light flew by, piercing through the chests of the Rakshasa pirates who had not reacted. Sixth, eighth...... The slaughter was faster than the Rakshasa pirates slaughtered the natives.

All the pirates were so stunned that they forgot to flee for their lives.

Those who survived were stunned, when had they ever seen this kind of flying sword slaughter, killing people hundreds of kilometers away. And it was the Rakshasa pirates who slaughtered them that terrified them.

The smell of death permeates the islands, and the smell of blood masks the salty sea breeze, making people feel sick to their stomachs.

"Run"

"Run"

The Rakshasa pirates finally woke up, looked frightened, and turned and fled desperately towards the boat by the beach.

But where can they escape under the slaughter of the flying swords of the Tsukiji monks? Those Rakshasa pirates who tried to escape only ran a few hundred steps away before they were shot through by the swift flying swords.

The last pirate leader, with round eyes wide open, fell on the beach with unwillingness.

Ah Shui finally stopped killing and pulled his flying sword from the corpse of the pirate leader.

Ye Mo flew down on the island.

Ah Shui finally came back to her senses, controlled her emotions, and saw the corpses of pirates everywhere, and she couldn't help but feel at a loss. She's never been so desperate to kill.

She knelt down on one knee, "Master, I'm sorry Ah Shui was too excited just now" A crystal tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

Ye Mo gently helped her up, his eyes showed a soft light, and said, "Girl, I know what to do." He knew very well that although Ah Shui didn't talk much and was calm, he was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Ah Hai took the other natives who were still alive and came to Ye Mo and the others, knelt on the ground, and said with great respect: "Xie Lu Xie two immortal elders, saved our natives tribe"

All the natives who were still alive bowed down one after another, with great awe and respect.

The immortals who flew high into the sky and the earth in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm were actually willing to help them when they were in danger, which was definitely a great honor for them, a small tribe of native people.

"Get up, clean up the corpses"

Ye Mo waved one hand, and with a force of force, he helped all the natives who fell to the ground up.

The people of the land involuntarily stood up, and they couldn't help but be frightened and shocked, and their hearts were even more in awe of this miraculous power.

Although the indigenous tribe of the island was saved, the grief did not dissipate.

The whole village was filled with an atmosphere of grief as hundreds of their clansmen died, all sacrificed to protect their clans.

Tribal shamans saw off these sacrificial natives with ancient rituals, women and children only wept, and among the dead, there were their men, fathers.

The remains of all the dead natives were piled up together, piled up with firewood from the island, and set on fire.

At the end of the day, the ashes left behind by all the burned corpses were put on rafts by the natives, and the rafts were rowed to the distant sea, and the ashes of the dead natives were thrown into the sea and buried in the sea.

The people of the land saw off the dead people.

Ye Mo had been watching silently from the sidelines.

He could understand the feelings of these natives, his father also died on the battlefield for the Wu Kingdom, although he was still very young at that time, but he already knew what grief was.

"Respected Immortal Chief, thank you two for saving the old decay of Turen Village and have no property, so you can only kowtow to thank you. ”

The old wizard respectfully thanked Ye Mo and the others.

Ye Mo nodded, and said lightly: "Old wizard, please get up, we are looking for some islands that have disappeared in ancient times in this area, and we happened to meet you in trouble, so we made a move." It's a trifle, and there's no need to be polite. ”

"The island that disappeared from antiquity?"

The old wizard was taken aback, thought for a moment, got up and said, "The two immortal elders, please come with the old man, although our clan has no treasures, but there are some ancient records, which may be useful to the two immortal masters."

Ye Mo and Ah Shui glanced at each other, both puzzled, and followed.

The old wizard took the two of them to a sacrificial cave on the side of the island.

Soon, enter a cave hundreds of zhang deep.

This cave is very simple, it is a sacred place for the sacrifice of the Tu tribe, only the old wizard can enter, and other tribesmen are not allowed to enter.

"Two immortal masters, please look at these murals, there are many murals from ancient times. They were all carved by generations of wizards of our native people 10,000 years ago. One of them is a map of the islands in the surrounding sea area, and there are also some legends of the ancient immortals."

The old wizard pointed to the rock on the cave wall, a large number of carved ancient maps, and explained.

Ye Mo looked at the murals carefully and was pleasantly surprised.

This map of ancient islands actually depicts dozens of islands. One of them is the small island where the slaves now live. With this small island as the coordinates, you can more accurately guess the location of other islands.

"Where are the other islands? I've searched for thousands of miles around, why is this little island of yours the only thing left to exist?"

Ye Mo's eyes lit up and he asked the old wizard.

"The ancient legend of our tribe is that there used to be a fairy island here, and there were countless magnificent fairy palaces and immortals on the island. Countless years ago, there was an earth-shattering battle between the immortals and demons here in this sea area, and that battle spread to the surrounding sea for thousands of miles, many islands collapsed, and the entire sea area was like purgatory. Our native tribe had to flee this sea to escape the scourge. ”

The old wizard sighed.

"According to the records of the old wizards of our tribe, the last big battle lasted for three years, and the red clouds rose and the earth-shaking sound almost never stopped. After this battle is over, when it calms down, we natives slowly migrate back here, but those big islands and the endless Baili Immortal Palace have completely disappeared."

"Really gone?"

Ye Mo was stunned.

This is undoubtedly a bolt from the clear sky, and I can't imagine that the exact address of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace has finally been confirmed, and it has completely disappeared. Could it be that he really has nothing to do with this legendary Ancient Immortal Palace?