In the direction of the bow of the hundred-sailed treasure ship, there were already eight blue-ridged blood sharks bound by talismans, with purple light shining all over their bodies.

"Swim for me!" Zihuang smiled innocently like a child.

The eight blue-ridged blood sharks swam forward helplessly, each feeling extremely depressed in their hearts. What kind of world is this? They came out to hunt but were subjugated by a little girl like Zihuang. They were really speechless.

"Eh!"

In such a joyful atmosphere, Bai Mo's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he discovered that four of the eight blue-ridged blood sharks bound by the talisman exploded. While the blood sprayed in all directions, a cloud of blood spread over the water.

There was a strong smell of blood.

"He who comes is stopped!"

The remaining four blue-ridged blood sharks quickly dodged backwards and retreated to both sides of the hundred-sail treasure ship. They did not want to suffer an unreasonable disaster and turn into blood corpses.

The Yuchi bloodline and others were practicing in the Hundred-Sail Treasure Ship. After hearing such a sound, they quickly jumped out and looked at the few people who appeared in front of them, with playful expressions on their faces.

Are there really people who are not afraid of death these days?

There are only six spiritual masters, the strongest one is only the sixth-level spiritual master, and the rest are all third- and fourth-level spiritual masters. How dare they block the road and rob?

Bai Mo and Zi Huang stood side by side, and Zi Huang looked very excited. She looked at the six people who suddenly appeared and killed the Blue Ridge Blood Shark. The smile on her face had been replaced by anger.

As long as it was a monster that Zi Huang could subdue, she would treat it as just for fun, and would eventually choose to release it.

And now?

These six people actually killed her toys indiscriminately. How could Zihuang calm down?

"Hey, I didn't expect there to be a little beauty with such an iconic mark."

"That's right, what we saw before were simply crooked melons and cracked dates."

"It's better to keep this little beauty and kill the rest."

"This ship looks good. It should be a good thing. I want it!"

…

The more he said it, the less decent it became. In Bai Mo's ears, strong murderous intent flashed across his brows. Anyone who dared to humiliate Zi Huang would never end well.

"Who are you?" Zihuang asked angrily.

"They are from the Seventh Hall of the Ice Emperor Sect!"

The one who spoke was not Bai Mo, but one of the remaining four blue-ridged blood sharks. He was only at the early stage of the fourth level and had just broken through. His strength was no different from that of a spiritual master at the first level.

"The Seventh Hall of the Ice Emperor Sect!" A murderous intent flashed across Zi Huang's eyes.

"You are really from the Ice Emperor Sect. It seems that what I just said is not wrong at all. A sect like the Ice Emperor Sect is already rotten from the roots, and there is no need to exist at all." Bai Mo said indifferently.

"I said, boy, you are quite impudent, how dare you say such a thing."

"Why do I feel like this guy looks familiar?"

"Familiar? Don't tell me, if you say that, I feel a little familiar."

…

Deja vu?

Such elegant words came out of the mouth of the butcher with bloody hands in front of him, which really made Bai Mo disdain him.

Bai Mo took a step forward, with a sharp fighting spirit on his face, "Zihuang, you were the one who took action on the dragon before, so let me do it this time.

Yuchi bloodline, don’t you really want to see my spiritual power? Today I will let you know how I defied the heavens and took my life in the Thunder Hell Sea of ​​Spirits. There are some of you who think I look familiar.

Right? That's right, because I am Bai Mo. When you get there, remember not to forget who sent you on your way!"

White ink!
Chapter completed!