Slaying the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttles

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongying was slightly taken aback.

She turned around, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"You found it?"

They searched this sea area for eighteen days, but didn't even see a trace of the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle.

How long has it been?

The whole thing took less than half an hour.

Wang Mengde nodded, his tone certain. "Most likely."

Zhao Hongying's eyes flashed, and without the slightest hesitation, she immediately transmitted her voice to the other five people.

The five Flying Swords in the distance all stopped at the same time.

In the next instant, five Flying Sword streaked across the sky, encircling the location of the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle.

Yun Jingshan tilted his head and asked Wang Mengde telepathically, "Fellow Daoist Wang, are you sure?"

The other cultivators also turned to look at Wang Mengde.

Wang Mengde transmitted his voice to the group, his tone resolute. "Confirmed."

Yun Jingshan and Fan Yunzheng simultaneously patted their Storage Bag, and two dark iron rods appeared in front of each of them.

The iron rod was about the thickness of an arm, completely black, and its surface was engraved with dense runes, with a faint spiritual light flowing through it.

Yun Jingshan and Fan Yunzheng hand Hand Seals, and their spiritual energy surged wildly into the iron rod.

In the next instant, the iron rod transformed into four streaks of dark light, silently piercing the surface of the sea and plunging into the deep ocean.

At the same time, Zhao Hongying patted her Storage Bag, took out a cyan Talisman, and handed it to Wang Mengde:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this is a second-tier Lightness Talisman. After you activate it, retreat a bit further away. Leave this to me."

Wang Mengde nodded, took the Talisman, and activated it with spiritual power.

The Talisman transformed into countless blue light spots, enveloping him.

Wang Mengde felt his body was unusually light. He walked on air and flew away quickly, covering two thousand meters in one breath before turning back.

The Spirit Eye Technique was activated silently, and the gaze pierced through the seawater and the thick silt, landing directly on the four iron rods.

Four iron rods were silently inserted into the deep sea at a depth of fifty meters, precisely positioned in the four corners where the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle was hiding.

Countless runes on the iron rod flashed wildly, bursting forth with dazzling spiritual light.

The spiritual light spread rapidly, forming four pillars of spiritual energy, each a hundred meters long, that shot straight toward the sea.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible light curtain rapidly condensed around the four iron rods, forming a giant transparent box that was quickly taking shape.

Just then, the two Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle hidden in the mud finally sensed something was wrong.

Their previously concealed Demon Power suddenly erupted.

The Yao Qi of Eighth-Level Lesser Demon soared into the sky, causing the surrounding mud to churn violently.

The two Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle twisted and darted wildly through the deep-sea mud and sand, attempting to escape the area.

However, it was too late.

The spiritual energy Light Barrier around the iron rod is now complete.

A square Light Barrier, 200 meters long and wide and 100 meters deep, with four iron rods as its edges, completely sealed off that area.

Bang.

A Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle slammed violently into the light barrier.

The light screen flickered violently, bursting forth with dazzling spiritual light.

Yun Jingshan and Fan Yunzheng's faces turned pale at the same time, clearly indicating that the impact of this attack on the Light Barrier had also affected them.

"Attack quickly!"

Yun Jingshan gritted his teeth and shouted.

Hou Qing, the monkey-faced cultivator with a pointed mouth, was already ready.

He waved his hand, and a pure silver rope shot out.

The rope, as thin as a finger, emanated astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations. It transformed into a silver lightning bolt in the air, instantly piercing through the Light Barrier and burrowing into the turbid seabed mud and sand.

The rope snaked like a serpent, and in the blink of an eye, it tightly bound a Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle.

"Rise!"

Hou Qing shouted loudly, and his spiritual power surged wildly.

The Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle, which was more than ten meters long, was forcibly dragged out of the mud by ropes.

It writhed wildly, spewing out a stream of blood-red Yao Qi, but the rope remained completely still.

At the same time.

Zhao Hongying, Zhou Zhenshan (a middle-aged cultivator with a square face), and Li Han taciturn cultivator in black) all simultaneously launched their mid-grade magic Law Artifact Flying Sword.

Three Flying Sword, like three bolts of lightning, shot simultaneously toward the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle that was entangled by ropes.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

Swords flashed, and blood splattered.

In the blink of an eye, the head of the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle was severed by three Flying Swords.

The enormous head plunged into the sea, while the headless body continued to writhe violently, its blood staining large swaths of seawater.

However, there was no time for everyone to rejoice.

Because another Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle was currently crashing wildly against the Light Barrier.

It had already sensed the death of its companion, and its eyes were filled with ferocity and madness.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Each impact was more ferocious than the last, the Light Barrier flickered violently, and the runes flickered on and off.

Yun Jingshan and Fan Yunzheng's faces grew paler and paler.

"Hou Qing, hurry!"

Yun Jingshan gritted his teeth and shouted.

Hou Qing's forehead was covered in sweat, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

The silver rope darted rapidly across the seabed, catching up with the frantically fleeing Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle.

"They've got me entangled!"

Hou Qing shouted, and his spiritual power surged wildly into the rope.

The silver rope tightly bound the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle, forcibly dragging it out of the mud.

Three Flying Sword shot out once more.

This time, there were no surprises whatsoever.

With a flash of sword light, the head of the Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle detached from its body.

His body twitched violently a few times, then finally stopped moving.

Yun Jingshan waved his hand, and spiritual power surged out, taking the bodies and heads of the two Blood-Spirit Flying Shuttle into his Storage Bag.

He let out a long sigh of relief, a joyful smile spreading across his pale face.

"Good, after searching for more than ten days, we finally found and killed that beast."

Fan Yunzheng also breathed a sigh of relief, the fierce look in her eyes fading away, replaced by excitement.

"At least our efforts weren't in vain."

Zhou Zhenshan sheathed his Flying Sword, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

Li Han remained silent, but the slight upturn at the corners of his mouth betrayed his feelings.

Hou Qing wiped the sweat from his brow and grinned, "These two beasts are really damn hard to deal with."

Zhao Hongying smiled too.

She was already extremely beautiful, and with this smile, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and her whole demeanor softened.

She raised her hand and summoned Flying Sword that shot back from the light barrier and landed steadily at her feet.

Wang Mengde hovered in the sky, taking in all of this.

His pupils contracted slightly.

These six people have terrifying combat power.

His strength is far inferior to that of the six people.

His gaze fell on the few mid-grade magic Law Artifact Flying Sword, and then he looked at the figures of the group.

His eyes were full of envy.

Mid-grade Buddhist Law Artifact.

Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement.

Wang Mengde sighed inwardly.

I don't know when I will be able to cultivate to the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement.

When will I be able to acquire a mid-grade magic Law Artifact?

When will we be able to possess such terrifying combat power?

He looked away, took a deep breath, and suppressed the envy in his heart.

Zhao Hongying and the others flew over on their swords and stopped in front of Wang Mengde.

Zhao Hongying looked at Wang Mengde, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, we owe you a great debt this time."

Wang Mengde took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoists, your combat prowess is astonishing; I admire you."

Zhao Hongying waved her hand and laughed, "Fellow Daoist Wang, you flatter me. If it weren't for you, we'd still be wandering aimlessly at sea."

She paused, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared intently at Wang Mengde:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, your Spirit Eye Technique is so remarkable, why don't you come with us to the Shattered Star Archipelago?"

That place is rich in Spiritual Qi, teeming with Demon Fish, and also home to deep-sea Spirit Plant.

You'll be in charge of searching for the Demon Fish and Spirit Plant. With a few of us working together, we guarantee a bigger harvest than if you went out to sea alone.