Some people die, some give up, and some people are still pursuing. It is really the spiritual source on Wang Baole's body. Its brightness exceeds the concept of torch, just like a burning volcano. Any monk within a radius of two thousand miles can instantly detect the sensing.

It would be fine if it was a little farther away, but those within hundreds of miles were all feeling the spiritual source and became furious. Even though they knew that there might not be any result, the greed in their hearts and the possibility that they thought that it would cause everyone to flock to the direction where the spiritual source was coming.

For example, there were seventy or eighty people in the range of the other disciples of the Xinghe Sunset Sect at this moment. Although they were scattered, they all acted alone in the secret realm of the moon. However, at this moment, a cold light flashed in their eyes and roared towards a position.

In addition to the Xinghe Sunset Sect, there are also the Five-generation Heavenly Clan. Obviously, not all the Five-generation Heavenly Clan disciples know that what is going on on the back of the moon is happening. After all, the Five-generation Heavenly Clan is composed of many families, and in fact there are also competition and disagreements with each other. So at this moment, there are also many Five-generation Heavenly Clan disciples looking for opportunities and searching for fragments in this secret realm. Now that they are aware of this spiritual source, they are all frenzied and heading there.

The Yuhua Innate Sect is the same. In addition to these three forces, there are also the descendants of the city lords of the Council and the small forces affiliated to the Council. Within this 2,000-mile radius, there are about a hundred people. Even if they are dispersed, they can choose the same choice as other forces and rush towards the direction where the spiritual source is.

Among the noble people, such as Li Xiu, there are two other people, one is the nephew of the Lord of Qiantian City, and the other is the nephew of the Lord of Yongle City.

These two people have always been domineering and participated in the Piaomiao Fruit Banquet. Now that they have come here, they are determined to build a foundation. Now that they have noticed the spiritual source, how can they give up?

In this way, the forces of all parties gathered, as if they were centered on Wang Baole, forming a huge vortex. The vortex rumbled and spread thousands of miles.

Now, Wang Baole, who is the center of this vortex, is roaring forward in the jungle, calculating time silently. Although he does not care about the battle between life and death, he is not a bloodthirsty person after all, so if he can solve the current crisis without relying on killing, then this will be his first choice.

Originally, he had planned that as long as he could find an opportunity to squeeze out three days of free time, he could build a foundation immediately. However, although his ideas were good, he was still a little troublesome in actual operation.

Just like this, Wang Baole was galloping, his eyes flashed, and his right hand suddenly raised and waved it behind him. The spiritual power was dissipated, and an arc of electricity spread across his right hand, grabbing the flying sword that was roaring.

The flying sword was all black, especially the blade of the sword, which seemed to contain a very poison. At this moment, while Wang Baole was blocked by spiritual power, an arc of electric wave was also wandering on the flying sword. His right hand did not hesitate at all, and he swung it violently, and the flying sword came back as soon as it came...

All this was flowing and flowing, and in an instant, a shrill scream came from the jungle, followed by a figure rushing out of the jungle, covering his chest, and quickly retreating.

But before he could retreat, the person's body trembled, his whole body turned blue, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and died directly.

A gap broke from his eyebrows, and a gray mosquito flew out directly from it and disappeared into the jungle around Wang Baole.

"Another one." Wang Baole's face turned cold. He recognized the other party's clothes and knew that he was a disciple of the Xinghe Sunset Sect. Along the way, the disciple of the Xinghe Sunset Sect was not the boy in black. This was the seventh one.

They all have strange figures, are very capable of hiding, and are good at sneak attacks. If Wang Baole had not had the perspective of a mosquito, it would be difficult to detect so clearly and specifically.

Without looking at the corpse, Wang Baole was about to continue moving towards the depths, but his eyes flashed soon, and his body suddenly retreated. Almost as soon as he retreated, dozens of magic lights suddenly came from the left and right sides, roaring, with a fast speed that directly shattered the surrounding vegetation, shaking the earth and splattering the grass and trees where Wang Baole was before.

If Wang Baole had not dodged quickly, he would have been hit by these dozens of magic tricks.

Just as he retreated, more than 20 people immediately rushed out of the jungle on both sides. Most of them were the fifth-generation heavenly clans. Although they were not the same family as those Wang Baole had seen, there were many murderous intent and greed in their eyes.

There was no nonsense between them. The moment they appeared, these twenty people rushed straight to Wang Baole with greed. They had never met each other and had no hatred. But now, whoever holds such a spiritual source here is the enemy in the eyes of others! As for what kind of situation they would face after snatching from Wang Baole, in the face of strong greed, these people seemed to have not considered it, and they would grab it first.

Wang Baole is not an indecisive person. Even if he does not have the habit of bloodthirsty, since he cannot squeeze out for three days, there is only one choice in front of him.

"Since you can't squeeze out time, then kill the time!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed instantly. The moment the more than 20 fifth-generation disciples of the Heavenly Clan were roaring, his body shook out. While he was pinching his right hand, he immediately flashed an arc burst out, and even more thunder magnets spread. Then a lightning sword formed and roared towards everyone.

It was not over. As the deputy head of the Magic Army Pavilion, Wang Baole had many spiritual treasures. Even though it had been consumed a little, it was enough. With a wave of his hand, there were dozens of flying frost swords and self-destructive beads that spread in an instant. For a moment, the roar was shocking and shocking the world.

In this chaos, in the confusion of more than 20, fifth-generation disciples of the Heavenly Clan, one by one, were filled with murderous intent, and they took out spiritual treasures and used magic to fight. Wang Baole's figure moved. His movement was like a thunder dragon burst out, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air came in an instant. His figure swayed directly in front of a man, without any hesitation, and directly rang over.

No matter how the person's expression changed, he quickly retreated and tried to resist, but it was useless. Wang Baole hit the chest directly. Blood was spurted out, and his chest was broken and sunken. His whole person screamed in a shrill scream. His body was rolled back like a kite with a broken string. Wang Baole did not pause at all. When he turned around, he kicked the other person's crotch. Even if this person was blocked with his right hand, it would have no effect at all.

With a click, his arm shattered, and then he kicked the man directly into the crotch. As the screams echoed in almost no human voice, the monk twitched all over and died.

After killing two people in a row, Wang Baole's evil spirit was stronger. He knew very well that these people were going to kill themselves. The current situation was either you die or I died!

"Kill!" Wang Baole roared and rushed out again. His speed was so fast that he would die wherever he passed through the more than 20 people.

After half a stick of incense, I saw corpses scattered all over the ground. The only two remaining people in the fifth generation of Heavenly Clan were pale, with fear and confusion in their eyes. They seemed to have woken up from the previous fanaticism and greed, screamed, and fled quickly.

Wang Baole was a little gasping. Although he did not have much injuries on his body, he was still fighting with more than 20 true breaths. The consumption was as great as that, but this consumption was obviously far weaker than the backlash of the magic weapon, and it was within the range that Wang Baole could bear.

As for the two escaped people, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and did not intend to chase and was about to leave, but at this moment, he heard a scream, and soon after, he heard another sound.

This made Wang Baole's eyes flash. He did not give the mosquito the order to chase him...

Soon, the gray mosquito flew over and floated in front of Wang Baole. After experiencing these consecutive killings, the aura of the mosquito was obviously different. After feeling it carefully, you could clearly feel the bloodthirsty meaning emitted by the gray mosquito.

For the first time, in front of Wang Baole, it made waves of buzzing sounds as if it was about to backlash, with a hint of hostility. Almost the moment the sound appeared, nine other mosquitoes around immediately arrived suddenly, surrounding Wang Baole, confronting the gray mosquito with hostility.

"I refined it, how dare you become the Lord to devour? Is it so brave?" Wang Baole snorted coldly, and the sword sheath in his body suddenly ran. Suddenly, a force of restraint came out, directly covering the gray mosquito, causing the mosquito to tremble suddenly, and the body was about to break!!

Wang Baole, who has the scabbard, has the power to control his fate of life and death for this mosquito!!

After a while, the gray mosquito was begging for mercy, and the thoughts were clearly transmitted into Wang Baole's mind, causing a strange look to appear in his eyes and the power of the sword sheath was restrained.

"If there is a next time, I will break your mouth!" Wang Baole spoke lightly, turned around and shook, and left again.
Chapter completed!