The Great Void Cultivation Method in Bai Chen's body accelerated slightly, and most of the spiritual scans that shrouded everyone's heads disappeared in an instant.

The rest of the psychic scans fell on everyone.

Everyone felt a hint of warmth in the intimate clothing printed with the basic moments.

"Smoke and rain pirate Zuo Miao. ”

"Smoke and rain pirates foam a thousand stars. ”

"The Pirate King Botang. ”

The statue read their message.

Everyone kept frowning.

Bai Chen really expected things like a god, and he had already prepared special clothes to deal with any form of mental scanning, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with it.

At this time, a second psychic scan struck again.

But this time, the target is only Bai Chen.

However, it is the same as the first course. As soon as all the spiritual power approached Bai Chen, it was sucked away by the Great Void Cultivation Method as a resource.

If the statue had life at the moment, it would have been confused.

But now it doesn't have a mind.

According to the preset, one spirit scan after another struck Bai Chen, but he was swallowed up by the Great Void Cultivation Method again and again.

After unleashing all the spiritual power, the statue fell silent in vain.

Although he felt the movement of the Great Void Cultivation Method.

But Bai Chen, who didn't know that the statue was gone, was still vigilant enough.

"It's a little hot. ”

He said to Zuo Miao.

"It was a bit hot but bearable. ”

Senior Sister Zuo Miao replied seriously.

In this seemingly ordinary exchange, Bai Chen had already received the information passed by Senior Sister Zuo Miao.

Heat, indicating that the ancient gods have spiritual temptations.

If it is acceptable, it means that the other party's mental strength is not high.

The fishman warrior glanced at Bai Chen, these two legged beasts talked a lot.

"Old Teh. ”

Wang Botang patted Turk's fish braincase.

"Listen to my companion, there's a tavern here?"

Old Turk nodded and shook his head.

"After the king's expedition, the tavern was closed. ”

Wang Botang pretended to be frustrated. "Forget it, we're going to go around somewhere else, and we don't need so many people to move things. ”

The fish-man warrior looked curiously at the foodie sister who couldn't stop patting around with a selfie stick.

Finding that there was no movement in the statue, he chose to ignore it.

"Let's go, let's move things. ”

Bai Chen said to Wei Changkong, Zuo Miao, Mo Qianxing, and several seniors with big shoulders and round waists.

"Let's go around. ”

The old witch monster with his hands behind his back motioned for a bald head, and the foodie senior sister and others followed him.

The twenty or so teachers and students were divided into two groups in front of the fish-man warriors.

"Don't make a fuss!"

The Fishman Warrior warned.

"Don't worry, we know the rules, let's go. ”

The old witch monster took the first step towards the depths of the ancient city under the sea.

The fish-man warrior shook his head, these two-legged beasts were really weird.

It turned to Bai Chen and said, "Since the king has confessed, we won't follow you, but don't ink." ”

Bai Chen raised his chin with an impatient expression.

He shook his hand and motioned for the Fish-Man Warrior and his men to get out.

The fish-man warrior was not angry, he had long been accustomed to the fact that human pirates were such a group of goods, and he walked towards the light mask with the fish-man squad.

They will continue to patrol.

"Turk, don't go!"

Bai Chen stopped the fish-man Teke, who was also about to leave.

Zuo Miao took out a bottle of unbranded medical alcohol from the space equipment and threw it over.

The old fishman's dead fish eyes suddenly became brighter than a light bulb. It opened its large, fanged mouth, and took it with its mouth, and then clicked open the glass bottle.

"Wow, that's good!"

The old fishman was very satisfied and spat out the glass shards.

"New kid, what do you want to know, give me three more bottles, no, give me five more, and I promise to tell everything I know. ”

Zuo Miao directly took out a dozen or twelve bottles of medical alcohol.

"Wow, lala, old Turk's life is yours!"

Mo Qianxing picked up a selfie stick and started the live broadcast.

Looking at the old fishman who poured beans for the sake of medical alcohol bamboo tubes and explained the old bottom of the ancient city under the sea clearly, the corners of the mouths of the bigwigs in the genius center twitched.

"The pirate who gave the fish-man a drink, and the pirate who came up with this idea is really a genius. ”

The chief archaeological expert, Fang Ziqiang, burst into foul language.

A few bottles of medical alcohol were drunk.

The old fishman is drunk and hazy.

It's like a fish-man question and answer machine, no matter what questions Bai Chen asks, he will answer them one by one.

The age of this ancient city is unknown, the aborigines are unknown, and it is unknown when it fell into the hands of the fishmen.

The total resident population of the ancient city is 1,000, most of whom are fish-people, and a small number of other deep-sea creatures. After the departure of King Mogo Mogo, there are now only two fish-man squads left, led by two fish-man warriors whose highest combat power is no more than the eighth order of the Awakened, and a group of weak chickens and deep-ocean creatures who live near the light shield of the ancient city no more than 100.

Other than that, there are no other living beings in this ancient city of thirty square kilometers.

Zuo Miaomo Qianxing exchanged glances.

Is this an undefended ancient city?

Seeing that the old fishman was already drunk, Bai Chen went straight to the point: "What are the good things in the ancient city." ”

The old fishman couldn't help but shake his head: "No, nothing, I've searched every building, and it's all empty!"

"No gems, no metal, no antiques that you two-legged beasts love. ”

"Nothing that can be sold for money. ”

Bai Chen pouted.

Such a result was actually expected by him.

Such a pirate station, if there is anything at all, it would have been looted by the pirates long ago.

What's more, God knows how many fish-man kings and pirate leaders like Mogo Mogo have occupied this ancient city over a long period of time.

However, in any case, the warehouses of Mogo and Mogo are still there.

"Take us to the king's treasure place. ”

Bai Chen ordered to the old fishman.

"Yes!"

The old fishman carried alcohol in one hand and gave Bai Chen a Western military salute that he had learned from Rand in the other.

The bigwigs of the genius center were speechless.

This fish-man is just a little away from Mr., go this way.

Just as Bai Chen followed the old fishman who led the way towards the statue.

The live broadcast of the witch monster and his party also appeared in the genius center.

"There are no psionic fluctuations, no life fluctuations. ”

"There is no trace of any living being!"

Knowing that he was safe, the old witch monster screamed and rushed into the nearest building to him.

Bald, foodies, teachers and students rushed into their respective goals.

"Nope!"

"Empty!"

After some searching, the teachers and students who had not even found a copper plate walked out in frustration.

The old witch monster depressedly opened the space equipment.

"Forget it, now let's start Puran B. ”

"Lay these dark iron substrates up. ”

The bald king Bo Tang sighed lovelessly.

It's obviously a pirate character, but in the end you have to move bricks.

"Remember, if anything comes over us and interrogates them, tell them we don't know anything, and that it was the fish-man king Mogo Mogo who asked us to set up the Darkiron Matrix. ”

Although I think this place is more haunted than a ghost town.

But the old witch still reminded everyone.

"I only hope that Junior Brother Bai Chen's Xuantie Matrix will let us know what exactly is in this city. ”

The foodie senior sister stands a selfie stick on the street. Roll up your sleeves and lift the black iron substrate with everyone.