The other three men and one woman stepped out of the flying boat one after another, offering magic weapons, and their bodies shook and separated in all directions, as if they wanted to surround the aquatic and yellow-robed men in the middle, as if they wanted to attack the aquatic two.

The green-robed old man actually took out a thick pile of talisman seals, shook his hand and sacrificed them, and more than a dozen talisman seals scattered flowers scattered in the air, and a foul smell came to him, and the thick gray clouds spread out around him, and immediately wrapped the old man and the other two monks beside the old man in the gray clouds.

These dozen runes seem to be a kind of auxiliary rune seals, used to conceal the form, but there is also a palm-sized pale silver rune seal, lightning like flying towards the water, the rune crackled, the silver rune flickered, the rune flew, and a cloud of black light the size of a head burst out from the rune seal, condensed in the air, and transformed into a lifelike spotted giant spider.

The body of the giant spider was the size of a basin, with its teeth and claws and hideous appearance, Fang Yi transformed into a shape, and suddenly squeaked and screamed and pounced towards the water, twenty or thirty zhang away, and the mouth could not wait to spew out gray light filaments.

Looking at the appearance of this giant spider and talisman, it was similar to the spirit scorpion talisman that Shui Sheng got from the poison venerable in Langyuan City back then, but he didn't expect that this old man not only practiced magic skills, but also made poison talismans.

Seeing the gray mist scattering and coming towards him, the blue light sculpture did not wait for the aquatic command, let out a chirp from his mouth, flapped his wings and flew towards the clouds, with the wave of the wings, a cyan light blade of a certain length flew out densely from between the blue light flashing wings, at least one or two hundred, flying towards the five monks in the distance, and even many light blades flew towards the yellow-robed man hiding behind the aquatic life.

"Look for death!" said Shui Sheng in a cold voice.

One mouth. A silver light flew out of his mouth and turned into a glittering silver wheel in the air. Spun and crashed into the giant spider flying out of the rune.

With a wave of the sleeve of his right hand, a cloud of white light and shadow flew out of the sleeve. The space within dozens of zhang around suddenly became cold and piercing, and white ice needles three or four inches long quickly condensed in the light and shadow.

"Go", Shui Sheng let out a low cry, and hundreds of crystal clear white ice needles scattered in all directions, flying towards the five monks.

A black three-edged spike seven or eight inches long flew out of the gray clouds, whistling, and the black gas on the spike swirled and whined.

Seeing the spike stabbing at the door of the aquatic surface, the aquatic left hand stretched out. Unhurriedly, he made a move towards the black three-shuttle spike, and the spike suddenly changed direction and fell into the hands of the aquatic life.

In the gray mist, a young man with thin cheeks and a fierce appearance noticed that Shui Sheng dared to pick up his flying nail magic weapon empty-handed, and his heart suddenly rejoiced, and he waved a five-foot-long black chain to block the ice needles and wind blades that rushed into the gray mist, and his mouth opened, and a black light spewed out from his mouth again. In the air, it turned into another three-edged flying nail that shone with black light.

Unexpectedly, one of Shui Sheng's left hands instantly turned into golden light, and two fingers that seemed to be made of pure gold firmly held the black three-edged flying needle. No matter how much he shakes, he can't break free, and the sharp three-edged blade can't cut through the aquatic fingers at all.

Shui Sheng casually glanced at the flying nail twice, and threw it with shaking hands. With a "buzz", the flying nails were like lightning. At a distance of 100 feet, he suddenly arrived in front of the young man.

The sound of Ding Ding Dangdang was endless. The wind blade struck out by the blue light carving and the ice needle condensed by the aquatic life were like a materialized magic weapon, forcing the five monks to scramble.

The Cold Moon Wheel delicately cut the giant spider soul that rushed out of the talisman in half, turned around and hit an ugly-looking middle-aged man on the side.

In the midst of the terrible screams, the young man who had sacrificed the magic weapon of the flying nails lowered his head and looked at a large hole in his chest in disbelief - the three-edged flying nails he had sacrificed turned upside down and pierced his body's true qi, piercing through his chest.

The second flying nail was caught in Shui Sheng's hand again, glanced at the red-shirted woman led by him, and threw it with shaking hands.

The yellow-robed man was originally the closest to the aquatic life, and when he felt the cold chill rushing out of the aquatic body, Ji Ling Ling shivered, and hurriedly fled into the distance, urging the earthy yellow shield in his hand to block the cyan light blade rushing from the wings of the blue light sculpture. glanced at the unstoppable cold moon wheel that was circling and flying from afar, and then looked at the blue light sculpture that spread its wings and flew high in the sky overhead, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated.

The screams rang out again, and the ugly-looking middle-aged man sacrificed three magic weapons one after another, but they couldn't stop the cutting of the Cold Moon Wheel, and the Cold Moon Wheel flew again, crashing into the belly of the person, cutting his tall body in half.

The white bone fork sacrificed by the red-shirted woman turned into two zhang long, and the tip of the fork was gloomy, black fog was swirling, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls flew out from the skull on the bone fork, carrying a cold and piercing breath to the water, which looked terrifying.

Unexpectedly, Shui Sheng didn't look at the flying fork, shook his right hand, and punched out lightly, and the golden fist shadow the size of the bowl mouth hit the white bone fork, and with a "bang", the white bone fork shattered into pieces.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and the red-shirted woman's throat was sweet, and she couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Hearing the screams of the two comrades, the red-shirted woman was terrified, had no intention of fighting again, let out a scream from her mouth, didn't care about taking back the magic weapon of the flying boat, turned around and fled into the distance, and struck her palm on her dantian, a thick black fog rushed out of the body, and submerged into the white bone fork under her feet.

The old man hiding in the gray mist was working with another slender young woman to stimulate a huge crimson rune, and as the two of them continued to spray essence blood into the rune seal, injecting true qi, a dragon three or four zhang long slowly emerged from the red flame flying rune seal, the dragon was blood-red all over, lifelike, with teeth and claws, and his eyes were bursting.

Hearing the screaming sound of the red-shirted woman when she ran away, the old and the young looked at each other, a fierce light flashed in the old man's eyes, and whispered something to the young woman, and then opened his mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood at the head of the blood Jiao, and the true qi of the young woman's whole body gathered on the tip of her right finger and pointed at the back of the blood Jiao.

A red light flew out from the girl's fingers and sank into the back of the blood jiao, and with the roar of a dragon, the blood jiao rushed out of the gray mist, shaking its head and swinging its tail towards the aquatic life in the air.

At the same time as the blood Jiao flew out, an old man and a young man rushed in the opposite direction, sprang out of the gray mist, and fled into the distance.

Seeing the blood dragon meandering and pounced, the yellow-robed monk's pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure flew away into the distance again, shouting at Shui Sheng, as if reminding Shui Sheng to be careful.

Regardless of the red-shirted woman's speed, the three-edged flying nail was like a maggot attached to the bone, and the red-shirted woman only stopped in the air for a moment, and the flying nail had already chased over, and with a muffled "bang", the red-shirted woman's good head was hit by the flying nail like a watermelon.

Hearing the shouting of the yellow-robed monk, and then seeing a blood Jiao pounce out of the black mist, the aquatic pupils shrank, and before thinking about it, he punched out at the blood Jiao, and after the golden fist shadow flew out for more than thirty zhang, it suddenly became a five-colored brilliance flickering, turning into a five-colored light and shadow the size of a head, and crashing into the back of the blood Jiao.

The toes lightly touched the back of the Qingguang Eagle, and the broad wings of the Qingguang Sculpture slammed towards the void below, the wind howled, brushing the ground, and the figure of the Qingguang Eagle had reached more than a hundred zhang away.

The five-colored light and shadow collided with the blood Jiao, and a muffled sound of "bang" came, and the majestic blood Jiao was like a paper paste without being hit, and instantly shattered into a fist-sized red ball, hundreds of blood balls flew in all directions, and more than a dozen of them flew towards the aquatic and green light sculptures, and the air was full of a strong smell of blood, and the smell was disgusting.

Shui Sheng snorted coldly, waved his big sleeve, and a ball of golden light flew out of his sleeve, forming a huge golden light shield around his body, protecting himself and the Qingguang Sculpture in the light shield.

The blood ball hit the light mask, and shattered with a "bang" sound again, turning into a ball of blood-like things, sticking to the light mask, and in the sound of "snort", the golden light mask was burned out of a large hole, and the disgusting fishy smell spread.

Shui Sheng frowned secretly, if this blood Jiao exploded around his body, even if the skin was thick and thick, he was afraid that it would be burned to the ground.

The divine sense swept over the old man and the girl who had fled far away, a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his hands were stretched out, and between the flickering light and shadow, there was an extra silver longbow and two golden arrows, bending the bow and arrows.

Two screams came from two directions one after another, and the two golden arrows flew back upside down with one blow, turning into two golden filaments of light and disappearing into the aquatic body.

The yellow-robed man only saw the light and shadow flickering, and he didn't even see what kind of magic weapon the aquatic sacrifice was, and the next moment, he had already heard a scream from a distance.

Moved by his heart, the Cold Moon Wheel also flew back upside down, and when it landed in the palm of the aquatic palm, it had already turned into the size of a palm.

Above the sea, the black flying boat with two sharp ends and a short length hovered quietly in the air, motionless, and in the distance, two three-edged flying nails and a white bone fork were also suspended in the air, witnessing the fall of the master, as for the five corpses, they had already fallen into the sea.

Shui Sheng made a move towards a few magic weapons and put them away one by one.

The magic weapons used by these five monks, except for the two white bone forks in the hands of the red-shirted woman, had strong spiritual pressure, which seemed to be similar to the high-level magic weapons, and none of the high-level magic weapons existed in the hands of the other monks, and even this black flying boat was only a low-level magic weapon. Naturally, the aquatic people could not afford to waste their efforts looking for the storage bags on these people.

The yellow-robed man dodged far away, neither daring to escape, nor daring to fly to the side of the water, the earthy yellow shield in his hand first resisted several attacks by the five monks, and then was attacked by the light blade that rushed out between the wings of the blue light eagle in turn, and it had already cracked one after another, and it was no longer usable, and his body was hit by the two balls of blood, his clothes were tattered, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)