All the obstructive beings have been sent away, and anyone can play with the tentacle monster with confidence and boldness.

The tentacle monster seemed to know that he was not to be messed with, and had already gone into hiding, and all the tentacles were never seen again.

Looking at the chilling black lake, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

What the fate of this will be, we will see in the future.

And in the lap of the bay, any of their large ships are quietly moored here.

The cabin opened, and out came a stout man, who stretched out his arms, and heard only the musculoskeletal crackling like a cannon.

"Hahaha...... Comfortable, it's so fucking cool!"

This person is Wu Shixun, because he is addicted to cultivation, he is unwilling to go ashore with everyone to play, and chooses to cultivate on the boat.

At this time, his cultivation had already entered the second stage from the Sprouting Spirit Stage to the second stage, the Soul Cultivation Stage.

With a pinch of the finger, a faint cluster of small flames appeared on the tips of the fingers, which made people ecstatic.

Originally, he was just a martial artist, but he didn't think that one day he would have such an adventure and embarked on the path of cultivation.

"Hey, people, come out and talk. ”

Such a big happy event, he was eager to find someone to share. However, after walking around the boat, I found no other hair except a few pieces of bird droppings.

"It's been a few days, and these people haven't come back yet, is there so much fun on this island? ”

Wu Shixun stood at the bow of the boat, raised his foot and was about to jump into the water, but unexpectedly, when he looked up, he asked him to retract his leg.

"What's going on? That's ...... A boat?"

Not far away, the vast mist covered my eyes, looming, and it seemed that a big ship was heading towards here.

The speed of the ship was very fast, and before he could think about it, it had already appeared in front of him.

At the bow of the boat were three men standing with their hands in their hands, staring at him with burning eyes.

A jade tree is in the wind, with a majestic atmosphere, and he is a very handsome young man. A beautiful flower, with a weak willow posture, and a slender waist full of hand, giving people the desire to protect the weak wind.

The other is an old man with gray hair and a square face, giving people a very trustworthy image that feels upright and full of righteousness.

There are many people on the other side, and Wu Shixun is only one person, but instead of panicking, he has a feeling of wanting to try, and a restless gene in his bones is shouting, which makes him shout.

"Who's coming? Stop! There's no place here. ”

The handsome man raised his sword eyebrows and sneered, "This big brother, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly, do you have to say it again?"

Who is he? He is the Venerable Lord of the Realm, Memphiin. In the Yunmeng Realm, no one dared to speak to him like this

However, this is also a height that many monks have not reached in this life, and now they are so despised by a little monk, how can they bear it?

Especially when there was a flower-like Song girl standing next to him, as soon as this delicate beauty appeared, it completely attracted his heart.

He can be treated as he pleases, and beauties must not be wronged.

Wu Shixun is a steel man with no twists and turns, and his original intention was just to stop the ship, so as not to squeeze the two ships together, but he didn't really want to stir up trouble.

Of course, even if it is to provoke trouble, he is fearless and does not refuse to come.

Moving his wrist bones and neck bones, he hooked his fingers at the people on the boat, "I mean ......"

"Hey...... It's a big place, feel free to do whatever you want, as long as you don't damage our ship. ”

"Cut!" Meng Feiyin gave Wu Shixun a disdainful look, and even secretly compared his middle finger.

He was ready to have a big fight with this person, but the other party suddenly coaxed, how did he heroically save the beauty?

How else did he win the hearts of beauties?

How else does he present himself?

He......

Alas, forget it, it's hard to say!

The woman next to him looks delicate and weak, and if she wants to get the heart of a beauty, she can't just hook up casually.

At least, he thinks he is suave, empathetic, and funny, such a man with a dick who has been with a beauty for a month, why can't he?

Unable to figure it out, he leaned on the side of the boat, and said without a word: "Miss Song, the scenery of this place looks good, but the terrain is a little strange, I don't know why?"

Miss Song is not a stranger, but the eldest lady of the Song family in Zijin City, a woman with no name, and people who know her are used to calling her a petite.

As for why there is no name, because the eldest daughter of the Song family usually has an identity, that is, the tool person for marriage.

Only when she is married can she have the name given by her husband's family. It is only the big families in Purple City that there are such strange rules.

At this time, when Meng Feiyin asked, the old man on the side seemed to dislike him and did not answer his question.

Jiaoke had to politely take over the topic, "Mr. Dream has a vicious eye, even this can be seen, the little woman admires it." ”

Meng Feiyin frowned, such a statement was suffocating. However, he just kept it in his heart and didn't show it.

Jiaoke looked at his nose and nose, and ignored this, and continued to add: "This place actually has a teleportation array that was abandoned in ancient times. It is said that it takes 100,000 years for the energy blocks inside to be filled. ”

"As long as it is full, you can be sent to a large world, where it is said that there is abundant spiritual energy, and even if you lie still, your cultivation can automatically increase, and it is the paradise that all monks dream of. ”

"My master Wu Zhenren and I came here with all our might, naturally we wanted to try our luck, in case we ...... It's just full, isn't it?"

Meng Fei is not keen on cultivation, and his cultivation has long been the Great Perfection of the God King Mirror, and it is difficult to survive.

He said indifferently: "Even if you can't go to the big world, you can still practice, so why bother to go near and far?"

If the other party was a man, he would have to spray him to be full. For the sake of Jiaoke, he has been very restrained.

"This ......" Jiaoke looked at the man in front of him seriously for the first time, "Don't you know?"

"What should I know?" Meng Fei glanced at her inexplicably.

"One thing that the monks of the Lingyin Continent know, you don't know? Don't tell me, you're not a monk?

Then he thought of something, and said to himself: "Impossible, this is impossible, how can there be such a big demon, this world, not only monks, but also demons are also restricted, and they can't advance at all." ”

"So......" she stared at Meng Fei Yin with stern eyes, "who are you, why don't you even know the most basic cultivation knowledge?"