Liang Kai wanted to shout loudly: Don’t come, don’t get close, wait for the big army!

But firstly, it is afraid of death, especially fear of death, and secondly, it is afraid of being calm in the South China Sea.

Liang Kai saw the boat, and Nan Haijing also saw it. He sneered and waved his hand, the demon bone skeleton jumped and spread out the formation, while other flesh and blood puppets entered the sea like dumplings.

After unfolding his defense, the South China Sea quietly walked into the stone formation, and the moving chanting sounded.

The stone formation throbbed and trembled, and the engraved talismans lit up one after another, and the program began to be activated.

Liang Kai didn't know how long it would take to read the post, but it must be very long. Her reaction has already explained.

If reinforcements do not stop and let her read the note, it will be too late...

Only when she casts spells and reads the note, she has no time to care about anything else.

So, does it seem like there is an advantage to do it now?

Advantageous size!

Don’t forget that reading can be stopped, and casting can be interrupted. Once the situation is not good, Nan Haijing can cancel the casting at any time to participate in the battle. Her casting is not a disadvantage, but a sword, the sword of Damocles hanging on everyone’s heads at any time.

Unless you arrive before the magic array is assembled, it will be the situation in front of you. You have to fight and you have to fight!

The Yuanjing Gongzi was very fast, even if it was stormy, it ran smoothly and approached the island.

However, the price is also huge. In just over a dozen sea routes, several valuable high-quality source crystals were consumed, and the great families of the aristocratic families were not so luxurious.

"It's still... it's too late. The magic circle has been activated, and Nanhai Jing is casting spells." On the mast, the jungle's eyes wrinkled, their eyes widened to the maximum, their pupils narrowed to a little, and they report the situation at any time. "It's the location of the last space folding point."

"Tsk!" The man on the boat sighed almost at the same time.

When they came for a few hours, they could not have done any idea of ​​what was going on except preparing for the battle.

Not the worst...

The worst case is that the casting has ended, the space folding point is opened, and the demon army is pouring in.

But it is never optimistic. If you accidentally evolve into the worst case in minutes.

"Everyone is fixed, ready to log in!" Feimina shouted loudly, and everyone grabbed the hull to fix it.

She turned her head and refused to Dongfang: "How long will it take?"

Dongfang refused to close his old eyes and completely sensed the casting of the South China Sea in the distance with his touch.

I immediately opened my eyes: "A meal!"

The meal time is about one quarter of an hour. This is the time it takes to open the space folding point with the casting intensity of Nanhaijing.

"Just..." The old mage looked strange and puzzled.

But Fimina had no time to care about it, and raised her head to the jungle and shushed: "Ask Boer, when did the casting start."

The jungle nodded, picked up a bow and took an arrow.

"Be careful! Don't log in directly! There are fishmen in the water! Don't log in directly! There are fishmen in the water!"

On the quiet boat in Nanhai, Liang Kai finally broke free from his restraints and stood at the bow of the boat and shouted at the Yuanjing Young Master.

Half an hour ago, the sailor group under Nanhaijing was destroyed like this.

Nanhai Jingmin Art and Soul Art are both practicing corpse art, and you can ignore the damage to the battle. The Yuanjing Gongzi will definitely not be able to do it. If you fall into the trap, you will lose before you even fight...

However, the opposite side obviously didn't hear it.

The luxurious boat speed did not decrease at all, and it vaguely accelerated a little bit, rushed to the relatively flat bay at high speed, then turned a corner and continued to move forward.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack..." The sound of the hull, reefs and sand and gravel grinding came earth-shaking, and you could hear the position of the beam opening.

The Yuanjing Gongzi did not take the ordinary road and rushed directly to the island along an insignificant shallow water slit. The entire ship ran aground and crossed the waters where the fishman ambushed.

Liang Kai: "..."

OK...this is OK.

Of course it's OK! The suicide squad used this method to cross the demon's defense line, rushed to the island in one go, and erased the portal.

Liang Kai had no time to take care of that. While the Yuanjing Young Master was landing friction, a sudden arrow shot from the storm. "Damn!" was nailed to the bow of the ship, which scared Liang Kai to sweat profusely.

It's almost a little! It's just one or two feet away, and I'm about to be pierced and die...

Unsure of the shock, the arrow suddenly spoke: "Bol, when did Nanhaijing launch the magic circle?"

Dongfang Reject can estimate the length of the reading bar. As long as you know the starting point, you can calculate how much time is left.

Liang Kai was still in shock and looked at the long arrow with his tail feather trembling violently, and found that there was a wristband tied to the arrow, which was clearly from the Yuanjing card.

So that's it! This is not what I'm killing myself... but it's too exciting, right? If you're a little bit tilted, you're not asking yourself a question, but collecting the body for yourself.

Arrows are not really killing him, but...

"Wulala! I know you have a problem, you are caught by Wulala!" With a shout, the fishman waved his bone rod and jumped onto the boat, and once again hit Liang Kai.

This guy seemed to be on the verge of Liang Kai, and he would pounce on him like a mad dog whenever he had the chance.

Where did he offend him? Liang Kai couldn't figure it out.

[Killing you is safer than killing that ship, right?]

[It may also be venting your anger and letting you bury his companions.]

[Or silence, because you saw him killing his companion, and the rest of the people, except for the Minatoi of Nanhai, are dead.]

In an instant, the experts gave three answers, but Liang Kai could not refute it.

"Just when you show up." The force field hand moved, pulled down the wristband on the arrow shaft, and the beam opened and jumped off the deck, barely avoiding the fishman's attack.

"Wow, where can I run!" The fishman shouted loudly and pounced down fiercely.

Then, he watched the beam hanging on the outer edge of the deck like a gecko, and waved goodbye.

Of course Liang Kai was not that idle. He took the wristband and volleyed on the air, exerted force on his arm, turned over and returned to the deck.

He was afraid of heights, but he shouldn't have been so cool. But the ship was not tall, only four or five meters high, and there was sea water below, which directly cured his fear of heights.

"Puu!" The fishman fell into the water heavily, screaming in anger. He activated his talent and sea water gushed back to the deck, but the deck was empty... Liang Kai had already taken the opportunity to flip off the other side of the ship.

He was at least two levels away from this fishman, and he was so stupid that he turned head-on.

The battle in the distance has begun...

Although the fishman defense line has passed, there is a team of demon bones and skeletons behind it.

Not only that, the futile fishman and sailors who were resurrected will not disappear just because they passed by. They all surfaced one after another, approaching the warships that were moving more and more slowly from behind, and double-teaming them from front to back!

Although this trick is taken by stranding, it is also a risk, because I voluntarily gave up the retreat!

This is the case with the suicide squad three years ago. There were more than 80 people in a boat, and in the end, less than double digits survived, and more survived, but fewer legs and no combat power. Now, many of these are summoned, but many of them are not real suicide squads, but the rear teams responsible for covering and tearing the enemy's formation back then.

Although surrounded, the boat was not panicked.

Leading by Montenegro Era, several cultivators wore ground-dragging robes and peasant-like wide-edged straw hats. The strange-looking cultivators all put their hands together and prayed, singing unknown spells. In a blink of an eye, they shook the waist arrow bags at the jungle, the ejected crossbow on the side of the bow and ship, and the weapons in everyone's hands, sprinkled with raindrops of inspiration.

With blessings, the suicide squad launched a long-range strike at the approaching enemy.

According to the theory, the puppets controlled by the corpse and soul technique are almost not afraid of physical strikes, and even if the body is penetrated and chopped, it will not affect the combat effectiveness.

Stronger than zombies.

At least zombies still have weaknesses in their heads, but they don’t have one; zombies only have beastly instincts, and they retain more consciousness, which is even more terrifying.

However, once the arrows hit, the black gas was squeezed and repelled from the body from the point of the attack, and they cried and howled with ghosts...

The revived bodies of the puppets became stiff and inconvenient to move. If some cut and dismembered corpses were shot, they would collapse and disintegrate directly. The magic power that maintained the body at the split disappeared, and then they dissipated again into minced meat.

Creation, purification technique!

Dispel the corpse technique that is contrary to common sense and purify the unwilling soul.

Several straw hats and robes, including Montenegro Era, were originally believers of Creation.

Also known as the Father God, it believes in the huge Jupiter in the sky. It is the oldest religion and it is even earlier than the Light Sect.
Chapter completed!