Three days later.

Dai Xiong still drives with Shen Lang and other elite disciples of the seven holy palaces at full speed.

In recent days, Dai Xiong's Qi and color have changed a lot.

The main reason is that his "blood cloud soars" is the immortal skill. The immortal monk needs to use the immortal skill, not only to consume a huge amount of chaotic spiritual power, but also to consume a small amount of his own vitality, so as to meet the requirements of casting.

Although only a little energy is needed to use the skill of flying clouds every time, the skill is used too frequently, which will cause a serious load on the body.

Dai Xiong is barely able to support him. He has traveled nearly a quarter of the distance. He can reach the South China Sea in the Tianyuan on August 9.

Even if he spared his life, as long as he could take these elite disciples of the seven holy palaces away safely, it would be worthwhile for Dai Xiong.

Three days have passed since Yuan Fei sent out the notes. Yuan Fei feels that he will continue to follow Dai Xiong. He is afraid that there will be some danger. He suddenly gives birth to the idea of escaping.

Yuan Fei's eyes are cold, his purpose is to kill Shen Lang! As long as Shen Lang can be killed, Yuan Fei is lazy to pay attention to other people's lives.

Without Dai Tian and Zhu tou and other descendants of the Seven Saints, they have fewer competitors, and no one will ever take the position of the leader of the Seven Saints palace with them in the future. While Dai Xiong was resting again and releasing the spirit boat, Yuan Fei said: "Lord Dai, we have been walking for three days. My nephew asked for help and went to the rear to check if there were any suspicious friars or tracking birds, so as to ensure our safety."

Dai Xiong frowned and said: "little nephew yuan Fei, you can stay on the boat safely. Don't go out to do anything! If you encounter monk Liusha, the consequences are unimaginable! " "Lord Dai is relieved. We have been going so far. Friars liushamen really want to come and kill us. They have already started against us. I just want to eliminate the risk as much as possible, so as not to be followed by the spies and birds of Liusha gate. As long as I don't do this, I'd better have other disciples to patrol. "

"But my nephew is the little Lord of the seven holy palaces. He should take some responsibility. I hope Lord Dai will give me a chance!"

Yuan Fei said with a deep voice and a fist, pretending to be Chen Chen.

Dai Xiong said quietly: "little nephew yuan Fei, you are ready. You can patrol behind the spirit boat for a while, but don't take too long to make sure you can catch up with the spirit boat. "

"Don't worry, Lord Dai. I will finish the task!" Yuan Fei said with flying eyebrows.

"Go ahead, and go home early." Dai Xiong waved.

"Yes!"

Yuan Fei pretended to hold his fist and take command. The whole human body turned into a golden light and fled from the back of the boat.

Shen Lang glances at Yuan Fei, who is running away. He always feels that Yuan Fei's mind is not so simple, and he doesn't know what medicine this guy sells in his gourd.

Jin Hong, Yang Wei, Bai Weiwei and several other posterity of the seventh sage also wondered, is this the sun coming out to the west? How could yuan Fei be so kind?

Shen Lang is not interested in these matters and continues to keep his eyes closed.

It turns out that Yuan Fei was not well intentioned. He just had a premonition that friar liushamen would come after him, so he wanted to find an excuse to escape first, so as not to let himself fall into danger.

After flying out of the spirit boat, Yuan Fei quickly pulled away from the spirit boat.

When he got out of the range of Dai Xiong's divinity, Yuan Fei made a detour to the northwest.

"Ha ha, Shen Lang bastard, don't you know you're going to die soon? You bastard should be content to have so many Seven Saints buried with you! "

Yuan Fei looked back at the direction of the disappearance of the boat, and there was a cruel light in his eyes.

He can even imagine the scene where the friars of Liusha gate surrounded and killed Shen Lang. Yuan Fei was extremely satisfied with the loan he had played and laughed wildly. Since being trampled on by Shen Lang in the Holy Spirit mountains, Yuan Fei has been hostile to Shen Lang. The martial arts association lost to Shen Lang again. Yuan Fei's hatred for Shen Lang increased by one point due to his strong humiliation. Until the ancestral inheritance of Tianying was given to

SHEN Lang, Yuan Fei's jealousy also expanded to the extreme.

Only when Shen Lang dies will his jealousy subside.

Yuan Fei didn't return to the seven holy palaces. He cared about his life most and didn't want to go back to be cannon fodder.

He is going to find a place to hide from the wind. After the seven holy palaces defeat Liusha gate, he will go back to be the leader of the seven holy palaces.

It has to be said that yuan Feiliu is really timely.

Less than half an hour after Yuan Fei left, when Dai Xiong was still recovering the chaotic spiritual power on the spirit boat, a golden dot suddenly flashed in the back.

"What!"

Dai Xiong had the highest spiritual cultivation. He took the lead in noticing this and immediately opened his eyes from meditation.

"Holy eye, open!"

Shen Lang's heart was very sharp. There was a brilliant purple and gold halo at the center of his eyebrow. He showed the insight of the saint devil's eye and observed the gold spots in the back.

In a flash, Shen Lang found that the golden spot coming from behind was a magnificent golden cart with the eyes of the holy devil!

When the treasure cart was moving, it was full of golden awns. Nine huge five clawed Golden Dragon shadows were pulling the treasure cart to catch up with the spirit boat where they were.

This is not the point. The point is that there are twenty-one immortals on the treasure cart!

The first great old man in black robe has the same breath as Dai Xiong. He seems to be the best of the immortals!

The old man in black robe is xuanming. He originally thought that there was a sect leader's reclusive heavenly chariot, and it would not take him half a day to catch up with the elite disciples of the seven holy palaces who fled. However, he did not expect that he could catch up with each other for three days.

Xuanming almost thought that the previous notes convey false information, until he saw the spiritual boat of the seven holy palace friars, he was relieved.

Fortunately, I didn't work in vain, otherwise the sect leader would surely punish myself.

"Brother xuanming, those guys in the spirit boat in front are the seven holy palace monks you said?"

"Ha ha, they are all immortal children. This job is simple!"

The worship of all Liu salmones looks relaxed, and they secretly congratulate that they can get such a simple task, which is better than risking their lives to fight with the friars of the seven holy palaces!

"Yes, I'd like to invite you to kill all the friars of the seven holy palaces on the spiritual boat. Don't let one go." Xuanming said not coldly.

"This is easy!"

All the offerings are called "yes".

At this time, a strange purple light flashed through the tiny spiritual boat like sesame seeds in front, which seemed to be a kind of insight, peering at the Dun crown block.

"How dare you show off your poor skills in front of me? Hum! "

Xuanming suddenly shot a gray light in his eyes, and hit the purple light with a sudden thunder.

"Hiss!!!"

At this moment, the holy devil's eyes on the soul boat and Shen Lang's eyebrows were stinging strongly, and his brain fell into a brief vertigo. A group of glaze light rushed into the forehead from the heart vein, and Shen Lang recovered his consciousness and his face was as earthy as earth.