Dozens of times more flying boats and warships surrounded Chu Tian’s fleet from three sides.

Although the enemy's flying boats and warships were huge in number, Chu Tian's Duxu Shenzhou had an absolute advantage in size. These flying boats were like a group of naughty sardines surrounding a group of predatory blue whales, and did not pose any sense of threat to the people around Chu Tian.

As if they were aware of the huge difference in size between the flying boats and warships, hundreds of figures flew up from a Wanli warship on the opposite side, and in a few flashes they were in front of Chu Tian and the others. Waves of powerful auras of coercion rolled over, forcing countless rubble and metal debris from far and near to roll back in all directions.

Chu Tian and others were suspended in the air, looking coldly at these people who came with ill intentions.

On the flagship that Chu Tian was riding, a large group of figures flew into the air and quickly came to reinforce Chu Tian. Six hundred of the strongest blood sea puppets, thousands of ordinary blood sea puppets, and a large group of dragon demons, they had just escaped from the protective barrier set up by the flagship defense formation, and waves of terrifying aura spread everywhere like a tsunami.

The aura emitted by the hundreds of people on the opposite side only made the surrounding rubble and metal debris retreat, but as soon as this group of tyrannical guys under Chu Tian appeared, countless rubble was silently shattered, and countless metal debris were crushed into all kinds of strange shapes with a harsh twisting sound, and then exploded into fine metal dust.

The hundreds of figures who were originally trying to surround Chu Tian and others were overwhelmed by this breath. Their loud dragon roars were suddenly interrupted, and they retreated backwards with pale faces.

Chu Tian smiled.

Among the hundred or so people on the opposite side, there is only one powerful person in the Hedao realm, an old man with a dragon head and a human body, who retains strong dragon appearance features. Among the other hundred or so people, the strongest one is only at the half-step Hedao realm.

As for the old man who deliberately retained the appearance features of the dragon clan and had a huge dragon head on his head, his strength was at most the seventh or eighth level of the Hedao realm. Any of Chu Tian's blood sea puppets could easily suppress him.

With such a comparison of strength, Chu Tian couldn't help but sneer: "Everyone, what do you mean by being so aggressive?"

The old dragon man looked at Chu Tian and his group in horror. He rubbed his eyes hard and stared at the large group of blood sea puppets and dragon demon warriors behind Chu Tian for a long time. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

His eyes were originally filled with furious malice, but with the appearance of these powerful men under Chu Tian's command, the anger in his heart was forcibly suppressed, and even the last bit of spark was extinguished by itself.

The power Chu Tian possesses is too terrifying.

After a long silence, the old man solemnly bowed to Chu Tian, ​​looked at the eye-catching blue lotus mark on Chu Tian's forehead, and asked in doubt: "Excuse me, is the Blue Lotus Saint here? I, Ao Mo, and Elder Ao Xie have been ordered to lead our clansmen to the Chaos Realm on official business to investigate the incident in which our dragon clan members were attacked and killed in the Chaos Realm."

Ao Mo opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he couldn't say the next words.

He just stared blankly at the huge corpse of Ao Xie floating in the air, two rows of fist-sized tears kept pouring out of his eyes and sliding down his huge head. Suddenly, this Hedao-level dragon elder actually squatted down, holding his head and crying bitterly.

Chu Tian was stunned.

Zi Tianzun strode forward, holding Ao Xiu's token of love tightly in his hand, and looked at Ao Mo and said in tears: "Is it Ancestor Ao Mo? I heard Ao Xiu talk about you... I am Zi Tianzun, do you know me?"

Ao Mo was an elder of the Dragon Clan after all. He wiped the tears from his face, raised his head, and looked deeply at Zi Tianzun: "Oh, you are that kid Zi Tianzun? Ao Xiu, this kid, has very few friends he can talk to... You, Feng Hongye, and a few other little guys are his only friends. Of course, I have heard of you..."

Zi Tianzun's expression was extremely gloomy. His face twitched and he pointed at the mess on the battlefield and said sadly, "What exactly happened? Ancestor Ao Xie, and Ao Xiu and the others, how long have you been separated from them?"

Ao Mo took a deep breath, then he raised two fingers.

Zi Tianzun was shocked and said, "Two days? You were only separated from them for two days?"

Ao Mo laughed miserably. He looked at the tragically dead body of Ao Xie and said with gritted teeth: "Two hours... Ao Xie and I were only separated for two hours. We each brought half of our men and split into two groups to search this chaotic sky area... We were only separated for two hours. I sensed that his breath suddenly disappeared, so I hurriedly brought people here, but..."

Ao Mo turned around and looked at the huge fleet behind him.

"I know something happened. I want to rush over to reinforce... but there are still so many little guys here. If I leave, if they are attacked..." Ao Mo turned around and looked at Zi Tianzun, Chu Tian and others with a blank face: "What happened? In recent years, too many children of my dragon clan have been attacked and died outside... This time, Ao Xie also..."

As Ao Mo spoke, tears the size of fists gushed out of his eyes again, like two streams flowing down.

Chu Tian remained silent, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, but no inspiration came to him.

Daluo Heaven was in chaos, and Shengling Heaven had also experienced such an incident. Was it the sisters Youhu Wuyou and Youhu Susu who were behind the scenes? The old girls around them always gave Chu Tian a strange feeling. He always felt that they were capable of doing these things.

Whether it was assassinating those demon giants who dominated the Daluo Heaven, or easily killing a dragon elder in the chaotic sky realm at the junction of the Holy Spirit Heaven and the Daluo Heaven, or skinning and chopping a large group of dragon clansmen into pieces.

Seeing Ao Mo so sad, Chu Tian inexplicably felt that a dark cloud was covering the sky and earth.

I can't explain the awkwardness. I always feel like there is a sharp knife pressing against the back of my heart, and my whole body is uncomfortable.

At this moment, a dark golden light flashed in the distance, and a "meteor" with a diameter of ten thousand miles and made entirely of metal whistled all the way, smashing countless rubble along the way. It rushed straight towards this side like a mad beast.

Ao Mo quickly stopped crying, wiped the tears from his face, straightened his clothes, turned around with a stern face, and looked at the golden meteor that was rushing towards him.

"Oh, I knew it was you, Old Man Sa, who is here? Besides you, who else is so arrogant and domineering at such an old age?"

Ao Mao forced himself to laugh a few times, but his laughter sounded uglier than crying.

A voice with a hint of frivolity came from the golden meteor: "Ao Mo, it seems that you have suffered heavy losses... Hehe, this is... the Holy Lord Qing Lian, right? Why are you here if you are not going to kill the Venerable Blood Spirit?"

The tone suddenly changed, and the voice sneered: "Could it be that you colluded with the enemy and murdered this member of the Dragon Clan?"