According to the rules set by the Great Immortals, the Yin and Yang will meet once every 30 years as the water of the Lechuan River flows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But Chaos Island is different from Yin and Yang, and only stays in a corner of the gourd world.

The world only knows that Chaos Island is in the northwest of Yin Yang Island. But the specific location is something that only the two Earth Emperors on Chaos Island and the people on the island can tell.

At the beginning, Yu Lei Shendi's request to Wang Mei was to go to the island to explore. Therefore, the primary goal of the three of them now is to find out each other's location.

Since it is in the northwest, it is inevitable to go west. If they want to go west, they will go to the White Emperor City.

"Is that the White Emperor who has a good reputation?" Zheng Mo picked a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the huge pure Jun sword was not hanging on his waist at this time, but was grabbed by him with his bare hands, but his white and slender fingers were not damaged at all.

"Hmm. The one who answered him was Meng Seal.

Zheng Mo pursed his lips as if dissatisfied, but he was still used to it—they had been gone for three days, and Wang Mei was the least talkative of the three. As soon as she had a break, she closed her eyes and recuperated, as if the rush had consumed all her spirit.

And after the run-in between Meng Zhen and Zheng Mo in the past few days, the strange tacit understanding that they had has gradually escalated, and gradually turned into a relationship that seems to be friends but not friends.

At this time, they had just finished a day's journey and found a ruined temple as a place to spend the night. Wang Mei sat on the side, her face closed and slaughtered, as if she was not recuperating but fighting at this time.

Outside the ruined temple, there was a sudden sound of three long and one short wooden fish percussion, reflecting the red sun slowly falling in the sun at this time, which made people feel a different kind of monster.

But the three of them here are not ordinary mortals, except for Wang Mei, who was already full of slaughter, Meng Zhu and Zheng Mo didn't even have extra expressions, one still sat cross-legged with an honest face, and the other also maintained his usual casualness, leaning on the offering table of the broken temple.

"I said big Meng, you said that there are really lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world?"

Zheng Mo squinted and asked, he knew that Meng Zhen must understand that the world he called was just a small world in the gourd world.

"Probably not. "Even if there were, they were taken away from hell. There are not as many souls in this world as there are in the Canglan Realm......

"Then you say, is this pretending to be a god stick, or a god stick, or a god stick?"

Zheng Mo asked in the tone of a child in a small town two days ago.

Meng Zhu was obviously not as boring as him, and he didn't bother to glance at Zheng Mo, so he also closed his eyes and went to cultivate. Zheng Mo was left alone, dressed in red against a sunset, lonely and splendid.

"Hey, it seems that I am the only one who can do this kind of drudgery. ”

As if sighing, Zheng Mo swept the hem of his clothes and walked towards the gate of the broken temple, but as his footsteps approached, the sound of the wooden fish became anxious.

It wasn't until Zheng Mo's white hand rested on the door frame that a white-faced monk wearing a gray monk's robe with long eyebrows over his knees said a Buddha name: "Amitabha!

"Old monk, you were actually sent from Chaos Island, right?"

Zheng Mo has never played according to the routine, when he saw the other party for the first time, he clearly felt the aura emanating from the other party, which was very similar to the previous killers - a breath that was neither yin nor yang.

When the monk heard this, his long eyebrows trembled, but there was no more waves on his face, he shook his head helplessly, folded his hands and bowed before saying:

"The donor has good eyesight, but for some reason he doesn't want to visit the island with the poor monks?"

Zheng Mobo's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and when the monk thought he wanted to argue, the Chunjun he held in his hand was shocked, and he stabbed at the gray-clothed monk without warning.

The monk obviously didn't expect Zheng Mo to raise his sword and stab, according to what his previous companion said, this Zheng Mo should be a man with a sharp tongue and a desperate bravery, but why did he use a blind eye to confuse himself this time?

Although the monk was surprised, but after all, he was experienced in battle, and he didn't see any preparations, a huge wooden fish appeared in front of him, and as soon as the wooden fish appeared, the wind rose, and in an instant it was the size of a human head, blocking the tip of Zheng Mo's sword.

"Donor ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the monk snorted, and when he looked down, he saw a huge handprint clearly imprinted on his gray monk's robe, and the burning heat from his chest made him understand that he had fallen into the other party's way.

This blow alone made the monk suspicious. Even though the news given to him by his companion was five years ago, he still couldn't believe that a wandering person in the yang world could be promoted to such a level in just five years!

You must know that the one who pursued Zheng Mo five years ago was a Chaos Envoy who was comparable to him......

However, the monk thought about it for a while, and suddenly relieved, if the other party was not such a rebellious seedling, why did the island owner repeatedly ask the other party to be "invited" back to the island.

Thinking of this, the monk couldn't help but smile bitterly, the island owner asked to "invite" someone to go back, which meant that this person had to go back with all his tails. He fought with the other party, but he became more and more frightened.

With his current ability, it is possible to injure the other party. But to bring the other party back unscathed, it is almost an impossible task.

However, thinking of the consequences of failing to complete the task, the monk was ruthless, even if he died at the hands of the other party, he was unwilling to go back and be punished.

It's too late, it's too soon. All these thoughts of his were nothing but lightning and flint. He and Zheng Mo have already done no less than 100 tricks.

Zheng Mo's feeling was completely different, since he came out of the reincarnation well, because of some of his own thoughts, he repeatedly postponed the matter of finding Wang Mei, and this postponed time was all used by him to cultivate.

Being able to be accepted by the Daojun of Love, Zheng Mo was already gifted and intelligent, and under the cultivation of forgetting sleep and food, his cultivation naturally improved by leaps and bounds, and in just five years, he broke through from the middle stage of foundation building to the realm of foundation building.

When he finally felt that his state of mind gradually stabilized with the rise of cultivation, and wanted to find Wang Mei to complete the agreement with Yu Lei Shentu, he suddenly found that he had lost Wang Mei's news.

At this time, he suddenly panicked. Until he found Meng Seal, and then the two fought happily, it was the first time he had a chess battle with an opponent since he had achieved cultivation.

I thought that it was a rare miracle in the world to be able to meet Meng Seal, who had the same cultivation as him. Who knows, all his ambitions were full of ambition, and he was hit by Wang Mei again as soon as he appeared.

From that day on, while admiring Wang Mei, he also held his breath. Now that he sees this monk, he is doing his best, anyway, the other party is an enemy, even if he is killed or disabled, he has no scruples.