The Wyvern slowly docked at the edge of the harbor, and the edges of the islands were lined with gray rock buildings that looked like dilapidated iron prisons, like staircases.

The harbor was a long bridge that sprawled, and the wyvern ship deck was raised and set up on the long bridge, and the parasitic people leaped down from it.

Chen Fan no longer grabbed the wooden willow, since he was here, then the wooden willow would not be able to run anywhere. Mu Liu kept looking around, looking very calm, and didn't seem to plan to make any special moves here.

The surging currents crashed against the strange reef, and the splash wet the trouser legs, giving a chill to the people. Chen Fan dragged the green kite and walked in the center of the crowd, looking inconspicuous, just like an ordinary spirit person.

Shen Ming and Jacaranda followed behind Chen Fan, and the smiling little fat man looked kind, which was also not noticeable.

Chen Fan looked at the entire island, countless lights flashed in the perspective of the Soul Suppression System, although some of the light was suppressed by the group, it was still very bright.

"It seems that this group of spirit hosts in the southern district of Soul Town Street are not particularly strong......" A sneer with disdain slowly sounded: "The trial of Dead Soul Island still has to wait for these people, what a waste of time!" ”

At the end of the long bridge, a group of parasites stood at the edge of the island.

The speaker was a man in his twenties dressed like a Taoist priest, wearing a rather flowing cyan robe, his long hair was coiled up with a hairpin, his handsome face had an unruly expression, and his eyebrows and eyes looked very frivolous.

His gaze swept unscrupulously at Chen Fan and the others who were walking over.

"Senior brother, be a little more restrained...... Don't forget to cultivate your mind and cultivate the Tao......" Behind the handsome Taoist priest, there stood a simple and unpretentious little Taoist priest, who reminded him softly.

This little Taoist priest looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with an ordinary face and a simple robe, the only thing that is special is his eyes, which look very pure. However, on the whole, compared to the handsome Taoist, the little Taoist priest is like gravel under the bright moon.

"Senior brother, am I wrong, besides, what kind of ghost Taoist priest is this, I don't want to be a Taoist for a long time, is it still a spiritual parasitist with a pure heart and few desires all day long, and after becoming a soul suppressor on one side, Lao Tzu will not continue to be a Taoist priest!"

The handsome Taoist priest sneered, unconcerned about the dissuasion of his junior brother, he opened the placket of his robe slightly, and his gaze suddenly stayed somewhere.

The dozen or so spirit hosts who walked down from the flying dragon ship all frowned at the flamboyant and handsome Taoist priest in front of them, but no one who had just arrived planned to make trouble.

The handsome Taoist priest looked for a strong man who was enough to make him pay attention, and his pupils became very strange, with a turtle shadow in one eye and a snake shadow in the other. His eyes flashed with a different kind of glimmer, and finally his gaze stayed on Chen Fan's side.

Although it is inconspicuous, Chen Fan's side has unconsciously gathered the strongest group of people in the south district of Zhensoul Street.

"This guy who looks like a dead fat house, but it's a bit interesting, and there is such an undead beauty around him, hehe...... It would be a pity if you accidentally died on Dead Souls Island......"

Shen Ming laughed and rubbed his hands, but there was no other reaction.

Seeing that his provocation had not been answered, the handsome Taoist priest pursed his lips and continued to walk towards Chen Fan's position.

The little Taoist priest sighed lightly, looking a little helpless, he was always staring at his senior brother, but there was no concern for his senior brother's safety in his eyes, but it seemed that he was worried about what he was doing out of the ordinary.

He's a senior brother, but he's very strong.

"And this little beauty, the long sword in her hand is very unusual. It's a pity that the people around you are too weak, hey, do you want to follow Dao Ye and me, I guarantee that you can pass this trial and become a soul suppressor! The handsome Taoist priest played and abused the green kite.

Although he was hanging, the left hand of the handsome Taoist had always maintained the preparatory style of the Taoist gesture, and he was obviously ready to shoot at any time.

To deliberately provoke a fight?

"This guy started again, he's already fought several people before."

"Although his personality is bad, this guy's strength is really strong, and he doesn't seem to have tasted defeat so far, but he does have arrogant capital."

Among the parasitics who had arrived earlier at the port, there was a loud voice.

The green kite tugged at the corner of Chen Fan's clothes, her delicate face had no expression, she didn't look at the handsome Taoist, she clenched the long sword in her hand, blinked her eyes wide, and seemed to be waiting for Chen Fan's instructions.

Chen Fan didn't seem to have any reaction to the handsome Taoist priest who was about to walk in front of him, he turned his head slightly to look at Shen Ming and asked, "Can you kill someone now?" ”

When he said this, his expression was very calm, and he looked like an ordinary spirit person from the Four Realms.

Shen Ming on the side jumped his eyebrows, and inexplicably felt that a dangerous aura began to fill Chen Fan's body.

The handsome Taoist priest looked at Chen Fan, whose spiritual power was not even in the Four Realms under the suppression of Dead Soul Island, and laughed disdainfully: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, you miscellaneous fish in the Four Realms, you don't even have the value of letting me kill!" I really don't know what kind of trials a miscellaneous fish like you have to participate in, get out of the way! ”

He stretched out his arm suddenly, and with the whistling wind in his right hand, the strong air flow formed a dragon and tiger shadow behind the handsome Taoist priest, and it looked amazing with just one palm.

This palm carried the phantom of the dragon and tiger, and came to Chen Fan's side in an instant, and it seemed that he was about to slap Chen Fan away with one palm.

Chen Fan stood in place and didn't dodge, as if he was scared stupid, this kind of performance couldn't help but many people shook their heads, and they couldn't bear to look at his fate.

Qing Kite didn't move, because Chen Fan held her hand and dragged her behind him.

At this moment, Mu Liu looked at the handsome Taoist priest, and his pupils instantly turned into golden vertical pupils again.

With a cold gaze in the golden vertical pupils, a mere Taoist disciple, would he dare to be presumptuous in front of him?

Perhaps because Chen Fan had repeatedly offended him but "protected" him before, Mu Liu suddenly felt a little reluctant for Chen Fan to be insulted by others.

insulted Chen Fan, wouldn't it be a disguised insult to him?

This naïve guy can only be killed by me!

Xiang Liu's fingers were about to move slightly, but someone chose to make a move faster than him.

A golden treasure pot suddenly appeared in front of Chen Fan, blocking this palm blow carrying the momentum of dragon and tiger for Chen Fan.

The handsome Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and suddenly took a step back.

His palm fell on the golden treasure pot, like mud into the sea, and most of his momentum and even spiritual power disappeared, completely blocked by it.

Shen Ming's figure suddenly rushed in front of Chen Fan, and swung his fist at the handsome Taoist!

The golden treasure pot shook slightly, and a strange power was transmitted to Shen Ming, and the little fat man's punch actually carried the momentum of the dragon and tiger!

Rebound?