Chapter 5281

"What are you doing?" Lu Yu frowned.

An embarrassed smile suddenly appeared on Wei Mu's face: "Elder, this place is too dangerous. The disciple just gave the sect a response talisman and asked the sect to come to us in advance."

"With me here, what are you worried about?"

Lu Yu smiled lightly, but did not scold him.

Maybe it was too nervous, Lu Yu thought about it, but he felt that he was a little confused.

Wei Mu whispered: "I heard that the giant worms in the worm-tailed sea are extremely ferocious. Every year, many monks are buried in the belly of the worm."

"How can it be fierce? As long as it is a living creature, it can be killed." Lu Yu said.

"The disciple has been taught." Wei Mu lowered his head, his long hair covering his eyes.

The flying boat continued to gallop.

A seabed giant worm rose into the air, intending to sneak up on the flying boat above the path, but was repelled by Lu Yu's spell, which was considered a near miss.

"what--"

Suddenly, a woman's terrified cry resounded in all directions.

I saw not far from the flying boat, a ragged female revisionist was being chased and killed. Her clothes had been torn, and her fair jade legs were swaying on the flying sword.

"Don't run, get it for the Daoists."

Behind the female cultivator, there were a group of men in Taoist robes, with wretched smiles on their faces.

"One Qi Daoist?" Lu Yu frowned.

These people are all monks of the right way, and they are incompatible with "magic cultivators" like him, Lu Yu.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" the female cultivator begged bitterly.

But this begging for mercy, not only did not stop the Taoist priests behind him, but made them even more excited.

"Quick! Come over and give the Taoist some comfort and it's over. This is your destiny!" The faces of several Taoists showed excitement.

They moved quickly, grabbed the nun in the blink of an eye, and tore her clothes off.

On the deck of the flying boat, both Lu Yu and Wei Mu noticed this scene.

"Elder!" Wei Mu turned around and looked at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Keep going!"

He always had a feeling that these people suddenly appeared, not by accident, but by the deliberate arrangement of the prehistoric creatures.

There are countless choices in life.

But no one knows what would have happened if another option had been chosen at that time.

Wei Mu controlled the flying boat to move forward, but the speed gradually slowed down.

"Elder, the flying boat seems to be malfunctioning," Wei Mu said.

At this moment, outside the flying boat, there was a shrill scream from the female nun.

"Failure?" Lu Yu frowned.

He immediately stood up, put his hand on the deck of the flying boat, and the power of his soul penetrated into the depths of the flying boat to find the fault point.

Lu Yu is far from the strength of later generations. Now he has not obtained the inheritance of the ghost emperor, and can only be regarded as a relatively good monk.

Without a strong enough spirit power, Lu Yu could only observe a little bit to see what was wrong.

"Let's go out and save her, this female cultivator is too pitiful!" Wei Mu's voice came again.

"Don't worry about it!" Lu Yu said solemnly.

Wei Mu looked a little anxious: "Elder, those Taoist priests are all bastards, that woman is about to die, we can't wait for her to die!"

"Found the fault!"

Lu Yu's eyes lit up, and he directly found a wooden stick stuck in the flying formation.

The flying boat regained its power.

"Leave here immediately and return to the sect!" Lu Yu controlled the flying boat, and regardless of Wei Mu's obstruction, he immediately started it.

But when Wei Mu saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he clenched his teeth and jumped out of the flying boat, heading straight for the group of Taoist priests.

At this moment, several Taoist priests were excited when they suddenly saw a cultivator of the Blood Soul Sect rushing towards them, and they immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Bold magic cultivator, courting death!" a Taoist scolded.

Unexpectedly, Wei Mu didn't do anything to them at all. Instead, he took out a pair of waist cards from his waist and shouted loudly:

"I'm not a blood soul cultivator, I'm a disciple of the One Qi Dao Sect!"

"Several senior brothers, the Xuanming Demon Head is on the flying boat, and he also carries the heavy treasure of the Blood Soul Sect! He must not be allowed to run away!"