The vast sea is boundless and the waves are rising and falling from all directions, which can easily make people lose their direction and then feel lonely and panic.

Mo Yu has been hiding on this small island for eleven days, deviating from the original direction but not leaving too far. If a powerful aura appears, it can be sensed.

Unfortunately, the Black Bull Fairy has not appeared until today. Although Mo Yu does not have much feelings for this cheap master, he still doesn't want him to have an accident in his heart. Now, I can only wish him good luck in my heart.

Since he is sure that the Black Bull Immortal will not arrive, Mo Yu has to consider his next itinerary, and he cannot stay in the sea all the time.

At this moment, Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked up and looked into the distance. More than a dozen breaths appeared in his senses, but at this moment he seemed quite panicked, as if he was avoiding some danger.

They didn't want to cause trouble in their hearts, but these people obviously wouldn't think about Mo Yu's thoughts. When they saw the island, their tired eyes lit up and they called each other and flew over.

"Everyone hurry up and restore your magic power. We don't have much time!" A handsome monk spoke in a deep voice. He had a good status among these people, and several monks sat around him.

The rest of the people sat down around another monk with a cold-looking face. Obviously, even when they were escaping, there were differences in the team.

The two sides were clearly separated, each at one end of the island, and the cave where Mo Yu was hiding was on the dividing line in the center. In addition, the fatigue, panic and rough investigations were found, no one noticed his existence.

Of course, the most important reason is that the ten dark stars in the Dantian Sea locked all his energy, and even the monks in the Creation Realm could not find it, let alone them.

Mo Yu felt a little relieved. This result was very good. He was not a savior or a bad person. Naturally, he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. When these people were resting, they left. Everyone would not interfere with the river and go their own way.

However, imagination is always beautiful, but reality is very skinny and hard and uncomfortable!

A black cloud appeared in the distance, bursts of strange laughter broke the soul and heart, like a demonic sound that penetrated the ears and made people feel dull, as if they were about to faint.

More than a dozen monks on the island looked panicked, "He's catching up again, run away!"

They had just flew up, and the island below had a loud "bang" sound, and Mo Yu's figure shot out like lightning, and his gloomy face soared into the sky.

It’s not that he wants to expose it, but that it is his existence, which has been locked by an existence in the black cloud. Although he can’t figure out how he was discovered, it’s meaningless.

The evil cultivator between the Tongtian Realm and the Creation Realm is a hundred times stronger than Wu Zhou. Even if he takes all his strength, he will have no way to compete with it.

In this way, you can only escape naturally.

He caught up with more than a dozen monks in a flash. Mo Yu stepped under his feet, and the fluctuations in space began.

Just then, a female cultivator next to her screamed, "Don't teleport, otherwise you will die soon!"

Mo Yu was stunned and stopped his next move without hesitation, because the monks in the team were at least at the Yuanshi Realm level, but no one teleported.

The honest monk smiled bitterly, "I have seen fellow Taoists in Shen Yi. It seems that fellow Taoists have been on the island for a long time, so they must have been implicated by us unintentionally."

His words immediately relaxed the vigilance in the eyes of the people around him. Indeed, they were like headless flies, running around in the vast sea, and they didn't even know where they were going. How could anyone hide in advance? Besides, at this time, they couldn't hide in time, so who would take the initiative to come up?

Mo Yu ignored the changes in the expressions of these people and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Chen Yi, can you tell me what happened?"

"Of course, even if I don't say it, fellow Taoists will know soon." Chen Yi spoke very quickly. "We are physical trainers from Xilingzhou and Nanxiaozhou. This time we set off for Xishengzhou to participate in the Yanqing ceremony in Kuiuniu Mountain. We do not want to be chased by this evil demon in the sea..."

Speaking of this, his face showed fear, "This is a real evil demon. The capture of the body refiner is to refine puppets for experiments. Several of our companions have been poisoned. If it weren't for some reason, if he had taken action every once in a while, we would have been arrested."

As soon as his voice fell, a shrill howl suddenly sounded, and a big black hand suddenly appeared and grabbed a body refiner. The man howled with despair, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get out.

call out--

The black big hand suddenly retracted and disappeared into the black clouds. Mo Yu found that Chen Yi and everyone turned pale. Before he could speak, a roar that was not like a human voice suddenly came from the black fog. Then the body refiner who had been caught in it rushed out like a mad demon.

His eyes turned scarlet, and there was no change in any way, but his breath was lighter than a few breaths, and it surged nearly twice as violently. The violent aura seemed to destroy everything.

Bang—

The man stepped heavily under his feet, and the surge of power and madness caused his feet and calves to burst, and the blood flowed out was black. His body brought a series of phantoms in the void, and in a blink of an eye he chased after him.

"He has become a corpse puppet, hurry up and kill him!" The cold-looking monk roared, raised his hand and punched him out, and the peak power of the Yuanshi Realm exploded.

With the loud bang, the corpse puppet was blown away, but it seemed that because of the angle of choice, the corpse puppet was not bombarded out of the crowd, but instead rolled towards another group of monks.

Chen Yi's face darkened, he raised his hand and pressed forward, and a mountain shadow suddenly appeared in the void, which hit the head of the corpse puppet heavily, pressing it into the sea.

However, the moment the corpse puppet touched the water surface, it seemed to stimulate its madness, and it exploded without hesitation. The only piece of broken arm, driven by the terrifying force, stabbed the female cultivator in the team like a gun.

The woman looked horrified and raised her hand in a hurry, but she had no time to defend herself. Just as she was about to be "crucidated", a figure suddenly moved one step, clenched her fist and knocked her broken arm away.

After escaping from death, the female cultivator had a pale face and said gratefully: "Thank you for your actions, otherwise I would be dead now."

Mo Yu's expression was calm, "You also reminded me before." He paused for a moment and frowned: "Being chased by this evil cultivator, we have no possibility of escaping in the vast sea. Could it be that we can only escape aimlessly and eventually be killed one by one?"

The female cultivator looked desperate, "There is no other way. Now we can only hope that we can be lucky enough to support other adults and take action after they notice it."

No one will cause trouble, even monks in the Creation Realm are no exception, so this hope can only be a meaningless luxury.

Mo Yu's eyes swept across Sun Yi and the other cold monk, his heart moved slightly, and then he shook his head secretly.

At this moment, the cold monk suddenly spoke, "We will run away separately, and there may be a glimmer of hope, otherwise no one will escape in the end!"

Without waiting for the speech, he suddenly turned around and left quickly regardless of the few people around him.

The eyes of the remaining monks immediately gathered, with a bit of begging. Because except for this person, only Chen Yi had the power to kill the corpse puppet, otherwise they would die soon!

Chen Yi smiled bitterly, "I don't have the decision of fellow Daoist Hou, and I will not give up everyone to run away alone. I will take you with me and everyone will be together!"

His words were immediately grateful to everyone.

Mo Yu seemed to have picked up the corner of his mouth, but said nothing.

The group continued to flee. In the dark cloud behind him, there seemed to be several figures chasing towards the monk surnamed Hou. This made the few people with other thoughts immediately extinguished their thoughts.

Perhaps because Mo Yu came to rescue him, the female cultivator took the initiative to come over and whispered: "My name is Xie Rong, I still want to thank you."

"What means did the evil cultivator behind lock your breath?"

"ah!"

Mo Yu frowned, "Do you know?"

Xie Rong calmed down and whispered: "I heard from fellow Taoist Chen that this evil cultivator seemed to be practicing the blood-refining magical power, which is extremely sensitive to flesh and blood, so after being locked by him, we cannot use teleportation, so we can't escape."

This explanation makes sense, and if nothing unexpected happens, Mo Yu's heart suddenly relaxed. He thought about sending a message and said, "Don't talk, wait until you are willing to go with me, just nod."
Chapter completed!