Everyone in the car was watching the scene outside.

Yangzhou and Jingzhou want to compare, more rivers and less mountains, plains many, the immortals outside the city live by the river, one comes to the river water veins to drive the flow of spiritual air, in contrast, the density of the spiritual energy by the river is higher than other places, and the second can rely on fishing for a living, but there are also many water beasts and monsters in the river, some even have Jindan level strength, and the matter of attacking the immortals on the shore also happens from time to time.

Look at these flying cars in the air that are not too far apart, although the shapes are different, but the structure is not too much, occasionally there are people on different flying cars to greet each other, but there will also be flying cars and other flying cars to conflict, after all, the magic weapons on Penglai Immortal Island are limited, there are so many people, the smaller the chance for their own people to get, some conspiracies and calculations occur from time to time, and conflicts are also common, but fortunately, Long Xiangtian and their flying cars are now surrounded by flying cars from various counties in Jingzhou to protect in the middle, and the flying cars of the same state go together, so there is no danger along the way, and the flying cars of other states have seen them, and they have followed suit, so that there are a lot less disputes。

After another three or five days, everyone finally came to the shore of the East China Sea.

The sky is still bright, a touch of morning sun, slowly rising from the sea level, in the sea and sky between the red eye-catching, but not dazzling.

Everyone got off the flying car and walked to the seaside, only to see the tide rolling one after another, rhythmically from back to front, and then slowly retreating, repeatedly, washing the sand grains for thousands of years, has long been ground to pieces, stepping on it, is an incomparably soft feeling.

In a short time, hundreds of people had already arrived on this part of the beach.

The wind gradually rose on the sea, driving the waves to rush towards the shore overlappingly, gradually blowing away the layers of fog on the sea, and gradually, a vague figure appeared on the sea surface in the distance.

"That'...... That's, that's Penglai Immortal Island!" someone exclaimed.

The fog almost dissipated, and then looked at the past, the figure of Penglai Xiandao had already appeared, even from such a distance, I felt that the fairy island was very large, with a tall mountain peak on it, and other places were surrounded by clouds and mist, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

"Penglai Immortal Island has appeared, and the treasure is in front of you, everyone rush!" someone shouted excitedly.

"Idiot, do you really think that what you see is Penglai Immortal Island, what if it is a mirage? Maybe there is some danger waiting for you ahead!" someone said loudly.

I saw that the person who spoke was an extraordinary-looking young man, dressed in white, standing on the shore, letting the sea breeze blow on his face, his hair and the corners of his clothes fluttering, his hands clasped around his chest, and his face showed a look of disdain.

"Is this man?" someone muttered.

"You don't know that, he's a descendant of the Gun God!" said someone who knew him.

"Gun God?" Long Xiangtian muttered to himself.

Liu Bei, who was on the side, explained: "It is said that in Xianhan, there are three existences that can be crowned as gods, and the gun god is one of them, and the marksmanship is the best in the universe, known as the god of the gun, in addition to the sword god and the bow god, these three, the world does not know their whereabouts, nor does they know their names, but they only know that they are the immortal power in the realm of returning to the void." ”

Although Tong Yuan is just a fictional historical figure on the earth, in this world, since there are even three immortals in the clouds, then Tong Yuan is also very likely to exist, but if it is Tong Yuan, then is this successor of the gun god Zhang Xiu, Zhang Ren or Zhao Yun?

Then I heard someone ask, "Since it is the descendant of the Gun God, what is the surname?"

"Zhao Yun!" the man said lazily.

It turned out to be Zhao Yun! Long Xiangtian exclaimed in his heart.

Zhao Yun: There was a lot of discussion.

Someone said disdainfully: "The heir of the Spear God is not the same as us in the foundation building realm, what's the big deal!"

Zhao Yun was furious when he heard this, took out a spear from the storage bag and shouted: "If someone is not convinced, I will ask me about the spear in my hand, and I will defeat you here, so as to save you from going to Penglai Immortal Island to be embarrassed." ”

These words immediately annoyed everyone, so someone said: "What about the successor of the gun god, I will meet you!"

Seeing someone challenging himself, Zhao Yunwu smiled and said, "Haha! It's good to come, just try my new marksmanship with you!"

Said to fight, Zhao Yun had no scruples to move with people, it was completely the appearance of a young man's blood and strength, but it was worthy of being the heir of the spear god, with the spear in hand, and the monks who stepped forward to challenge him were not Zhao Yun's opponents at all, although there was only the realm of Dacheng in the middle stage of foundation building, but even the monks in the realm of Dacheng at the end of foundation building were not opponents, and the gun was also extraordinary, it was a Xuan soldier, the body of the gun was also rigid and soft, and it danced with the sound of the wind, Long Xiangtian observed that Zhao Yun should be urging the Yuan Force of the wind to make the gun faster, and soon Zhao Yun knocked down a group of people with one shot。

"Hahahaha! With this bit of strength, you are also worthy of going to Penglai Immortal Island with me!" Zhao Yun laughed.

"Damn, too arrogant!" someone said unwillingly.

Someone said helplessly: "No way, he is the heir of the spear god!"

Long Xiangtian didn't expect Zhao Yun to be so arrogant, which completely subverted his image in Long Xiangtian's mind, but Long Xiangtian thought about it later, and was also relieved: Zhao Yun is still too young, because he is young, he is vigorous, this is normal, it is because he is the descendant of the gun god that there is no one in his eyes, he is not like himself, he has always had Liu Guanzhang by his side as an example, and it is precisely because he can clearly see the gap between himself and them, so he will not be complacent because he is an immortal disciple, so Zhao Yun still has a lot of room for growth, the reason why he feels that he is not like the image in his own imageIt's because he hasn't grown to that point yet.

"This guy is a little interesting, eldest brother, second brother, do you want me to go up and teach this kid a lesson!" Zhang Fei stared at Zhao Yun, who was showing off his martial arts not far away.

Long Xiangtian thought to himself: If the future of this world can develop as in the history of the earth, then Zhao Yun will be one of the five tiger generals under Brother Bei in the future, but can't Brother Bei and them make enemies with Zhao Yun now!

But I saw Liu Bei wave his hand and said: "No, he will only be isolated by others if he does this, when the time comes to Penglai Immortal Island, some people will embarrass him, we don't have to care about him, besides, I think his marksmanship is very good, and he also has a Xuan soldier, I'm afraid the third brother, you can't easily subdue him, so there is no need to fight with him, it's not good to have multiple opponents for no reason." ”

"The Spear God Descendant is this kind of goods, and that's it!" Lu Bu said disdainfully.

"Big brother, are you supposed to ......," Long Xiangtian asked in shock.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in him. Lu Bu said.

Fortunately, Liu Bei didn't let Zhang Fei do it, and Lu Bu was not interested in Zhao Yun, Long Xiangtian put his mind at ease, and suddenly asked Liu Bei curiously: "Since the descendants of the Spear God have already come, I wonder if the descendants of the Sword God and the Bow God will come?"

Liu Bei smiled when he heard this: "It is possible that the heirs of the Bow God will come, but the heirs of the Sword God will not come back!"

"Ah, why now?" asked Long Xiangtian suspiciously.

Liu Bei explained: "The sword god is the emperor, and the heir of the sword master is naturally the prince. ”

"Where is the heir of the bow god?"

I don't know who roared, and then it caused everyone to coax, Long Xiangtian knew that someone was deliberately provoking an incident, like letting the heirs of the spear god and the heir of the bow god fight against each other, and Zhao Yun was spear stuck on the ground beside him, his hands were wrapped, his white clothes were flying, and his cold eyes were facing each other, so he was naturally not afraid of any challenge.

Just when everyone was commotioning, a crisp female voice suddenly came from afar and shouted: "The heir of the bow god is here!"

Then he saw a young man and a girl coming from a distant hill.

I saw that the man looked like he was only in his twenties, and he was also very young, with a dark iron longbow on his back, tall, wearing an open red shirt with short sleeves, revealing the muscles of his upper body, looking powerful, and his head was not tied with hair, his long black hair fluttered with the sea breeze, and a pair of eyes were always staring at the girl beside him.

And the girl was wearing a brocade green jacket, with a short bow pinned to her waist, and she looked seventeen or eighteen years old, jumping up and down, smiling and walking towards everyone, looking very cute.

"This girl, I am the descendant of the bow god, which one called me?" the girl asked as she came to the crowd.

"Senior sister, why did you forget me, senior brother?" the young man said softly to the girl.

The girl laughed, "Yes, and so is my brother!" the girl added.

It is rare to see the arrival of a beautiful woman, and it is also the descendant of the bow god, which immediately aroused everyone's attention, and a good person came forward to ask the girl: "Since you are the descendant of the bow god, dare to ask the name and surname of the young lady?"

"You deserve to know my sister's name?" the young man said to the man at once.

"Senior brother, it's okay!" After the girl comforted her senior brother, she said to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, this eldest lady is the daughter of Sun Wentai, the Taishou of Yangzhou, the descendant of the bow god, Sun Shangxiang, and the one next to me is Miss Ben's senior brother Huang Zhong!"

I didn't expect these two to be the famous Huang Zhong and Sun Shangxiang in history, and they were actually junior sisters, and Yangzhou Taishou would actually be Sun Jian, it seems that the history of the earth is still very inapplicable here! Long Xiangtian exclaimed in his heart.

However, Long Xiangtian thought about it later, if Sun Jian was the lord of Yangzhou, then his official position should be the assassin history, how could he be called the Taishou? It was not until he asked Liu Bei that he knew that after the previous lord of Yangzhou turned into dust, no assassin history had been appointed so far, so that several county guards were dominant, especially Sun Jian of Wu County was the strongest, so people called him Yangzhou Taishou.

Everyone exclaimed, I didn't expect this girl to be the daughter of Yangzhou Taishou, this identity is enough to be higher than most people, and suddenly countless people want to come to the eldest lady, and they all fantasize that if they can get Miss Sun's favor and go to the big tree of Yangzhou Sun, there will be endless benefits, but seeing the burly man beside her who is looking at them coldly, thinking that he is also the heir of the bow god, everyone has to be timid.

"I didn't expect Miss Sun to be so young and beautiful, and she is also the descendant of the bow god, she can really be described as a heroine among women!" said a monk flatteringly.

"What's the matter, my eldest brother is still an immortal disciple?" Sun Shangxiang said disapprerovingly.

"What, Immortal Disciple!" Long Xiangtian and Liu Bei blurted out in unison.