After Fang Hui confirmed this guess in his heart, his face changed wildly several times, and his heart was even more like a stormy wave, motionless in the air, stunned.

A moment later, he actually directly removed the Heavenly Spell Weapon and landed from the sky.

His face was full of horror and bitterness, and he clenched his fists full of begging for mercy and said, "Fellow Daoist...... This matter is Fang's fault, and I also ask Daoyou to ......"

That look, I can't wait to bend my waist to the ground.

As for the Wandering Realm monks who were killed by his own subordinates, and the five murders on the island who were wiped out in an instant, Fang Hui didn't even mention a word, and he didn't even dare to complain about his own natal war spirit being swallowed.

When those Liubo Island monks and wild cultivators who took the ferry saw this scene, instead of feeling that Fang Hui was in any discomfort, they felt that it should be so.

After all, strength has always been respected in the cultivation realm, and this point is even more vividly reflected in this "Tianyuan Fourteen Islands" where wild cultivators gather and do not obey control.

At this moment, everyone secretly looked at the white-haired young man in front of them, this terrifying and mysterious monk who had made a monstrous noise in the Fourteen Islands in recent months.

Famous, alone, ruthless, murderous, these have become the image of the market, and even some rumors, it is even rumored that this person likes to devour human blood and eat the heart and lungs, which is no different from the murderous demon.

Zhao Shenbi was also quite speechless about this, and he didn't even know where his name "white-haired ghost" came from.

On the few occasions when he had been out to sea to hunt the Kraken, he had often encountered some monks passing by, and whenever he saw him from afar, he immediately fled with a look of panic on his face, which made him feel quite puzzled.

At that moment, Zhao Shenbi smiled unabated, and looked at Fang Hui with a look of sincere fear. It's just that this smile fell in Fang Hui's eyes, but it looked extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Zhao Shenbi waved his hand, and the afterglow immediately turned into a black-red streamer, which hung on his back in a flash, and it was still trembling, as if he was a little unsatisfied because he had not tasted blood.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi didn't speak, Fang Hui was even more trembling, and continued to speak: "Fellow Daoist, today is really a misunderstanding...... Misunderstand...... The old man is willing to take out a little spirit stone as compensation for his fellow Daoists. ”

As if he was afraid that Zhao Shenbi would burst out and kill someone, Fang Hui hurriedly took out a gold-colored storage bag from his waist, gritted his teeth fiercely, and handed it to Zhao Shenbi with a heartache.

Zhao Shenbi took the storage bag, and after a slight sweep of his soul power, he nodded noncommittally and took it into his arms.

Although the number of them is not much, there are only less than three hundred lower-grade spirit stones, but for these people who have no sect and can only rely on the island forces behind them, like wild dogs to eat, it is already a huge number.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi put away the storage bag, although Fang Hui's flesh was in pain, his old face also showed an obvious sense of relief.

The rules of the rivers and lakes are to take people's money and spare people's lives, and the same is true in the cultivation realm, since he has already accepted his storage bag, generally speaking, there is absolutely no reason to make another move.

Although he is also a Manifestation Realm monk, in front of this very famous "white-haired ghost", he can't raise the slightest fighting spirit, after all, those several Manifestation Monks who died in his hands are the best examples.

And although he is worshiped by the Keqing Elder of Liubo Island, in fact, there are no sectarian family forces among the Fourteen Islands, but they are all some Shan Ze Ye Xiu who have no sect and no sect.

It's just that there are some organizations and forces on each island that are relatively loose and only have some interests with each other, such as the "Liubo Island" where he is located, which is formed by the union of more than a dozen manifestation monks and monopolizes the fairy ferry boat traffic in this sea area.

If he was killed here by the "white-haired ghost", I am afraid that those old monsters in the Manifestation Realm on Liubo Island would not have any sadness at all, and would even smile happily, and hurriedly take a few ferries and beautiful furnaces under his command as their own, and feast on them.

Zhao Shenbi naturally didn't know what the old man in front of him was thinking, and after groaning slightly, he said in a cold voice: "Why did you give me such a name, is it just because of my white hair?"

Fang Hui was stunned when he heard this, and said with a surprised face: "Daoyou really doesn't know?"

Zhao Shenbi frowned, there was a faint displeasure on his face, and he was immediately frightened Fang Hui replied with a wry smile: "Actually, I don't know about the old decay, but I heard that Daoyou has hunted countless third-order demon beasts in the sea area recently, and there are more than a dozen famous manifest old ghosts, which have been lost in the hands of Daoyou one after another, and the name of Daoyou has gradually spread among the fourteen islands." ”

When Zhao Shenbi heard this, he was a little surprised.

Presumably, it was he who hunted demon beasts near Zizhu Island, and the killing thoughts in his heart broke through the shackles for a while, causing his mind to lose his mind, and the scene of killing was recorded in the jade tube after being seen by some passing monks, and it was only then that it was falsely spread.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi fell into silence again, and there was still a little irritability in his expression, Fang Hui couldn't help but tremble a little, and his back was completely wet with cold sweat, for fear that this moody, murderous white-haired ghost would be killed here if he didn't like it a little.

However, just as Fang Hui was going up and down in his heart, he suddenly felt that a violent wind was rushing into the sky, and the person in front of him had disappeared without a trace, turning into a point of light that broke through the sky and gradually disappeared into the sky.

"Today's event, you are not allowed to mention it to anyone!" Just as everyone on the boat was relieved, a cold and ruthless voice was like a cold winter wind, instantly blowing on the ship.

Fang Hui wiped his sweat, and hurriedly looked in the direction where Zhao Shenbi was going, nodding like a chicken pecking rice, and said with bitterness in his heart: "Where is this Manifestation Monk...... I'm afraid this is a Jindan old monster who has hidden his cultivation......"

After Zhao Shenbi was far away, his body was like a wisp of black light smoke, as if he was slowly and urgently walking through the air, and his heart was full of a little irritability.

I didn't expect that a battle that I was involved in in helplessness at the beginning would cause such a big storm between the fourteen islands, I am afraid that today, my rumors and portraits have long been known, so Fang Hui will recognize them at a glance.

It seems that in the future, it is indispensable to change your face and disguise.

However, speaking of which, those spiritual monks who died in their own hands really killed themselves, and they actually wanted to take advantage of him to hunt the third-order demon beasts, and just after the end of the war, the huge consumption of spiritual power made a sneak attack on him.

As a result, he was forced to cultivate in the flesh, and under the joint efforts of Kunpeng Qingyu, who also stepped into the third order, he was all killed, and only a mid-stage monk who was good at the art of water escape did not hesitate to retrograde the meridians to escape from the melee.

However, it doesn't have much impact now, because he has hunted an incomparably large number of demon beasts and sea beasts in the past three years, thus obtaining countless demon beast inner pills, and by selling demon beast bodies and spiritual materials, he has already earned enough to pay for the entire 10,000 spirit stones required for the giant ferry across the continent.

Today, he was returning from overseas, preparing to go to Pearl Island, and after selling the last batch of demon beast materials in his hand, he went to the Tian Yuan Continent, turned to the next continent, and slowly moved towards the Central Mountain and Sea World.

Thinking of Zhao Xiuyun, who was still unconscious and in danger of his life anytime and anywhere, and his cultivation who was still in the realm of opening the mansion, Zhao Shenbi couldn't help but feel even more annoyed.

With a flick of his fingers, an elixir like a black bean disappeared into his mouth in a flash, turning into a chaotic stream of heat, and then began to swim among the hundreds of limbs.

"Alas, what is wrong with my alchemy technique, why is it that I have been able to refine the second-grade pills, but the effect is not as good as some of the first-grade pills given by the sect at the beginning. Zhao Shenbi sighed sadly and sighed in his heart.

In the past three years, compared to the rapid progress of his cultivation when he was in the Tianhe Continent, now compared to it, it is like a turtle crawling.

On the one hand, it is because, after leaving the Donglin Sect's blessed land full of spiritual energy, above this vast sea, the spiritual energy is thin and scarce, and it is simply outrageous.

Especially between these fourteen islands, wild cultivators gathered like locusts, and the few places where they were full of spiritual energy had already been carved up, leaving the later generations with nowhere to cultivate.

On the other hand, it was because Zhao Shenbi deliberately suppressed his own cultivation realm, constantly condensing the spiritual power in the Qi Mansion Dao Platform, and constantly extracting a large part of the power to continuously consume and wear out the blood power that remained in the body at the beginning.

After coming and going, a full three years have passed, and Zhao Shenbi has slowly stepped from the middle stage of the journey to the late stage of the journey, but fortunately, the cultivation of the realm has been thoroughly polished and stabilized, and there will never be anything that breaks through the realm too quickly and causes the foundation to be unstable.

However, I am afraid that eighty percent of all this is due to the art of alchemy.

Thinking of alchemy, Zhao Shenbi's already cold face now resurfaced a layer of gloom, and muttered in his mouth: "Forget it, it's a big deal to bleed a little more, and this time I must buy a few high-quality alchemy experiences from the old man, otherwise I will rely on myself to grope for such a headless and brainless way, and the consumption is so huge, who can withstand it." ”

As Zhao Shenbi gradually walked away, in the distance, a round and exquisite island suddenly appeared in the field of vision, like a bright pearl on the blue sea, shrouded by a layer of brilliant light curtain, exuding an intoxicating brilliance.

After Zhao Shenbi paused slightly, there was a huge shadow in the sea water below, breaking through the sea and rising into the sky, shrinking sharply in the air, turning into the size of a fingernail, and immediately submerged into Zhao Shenbi's sleeve.

He smiled slightly, took out the hat from the storage bag, and hid all the gray hair in it, and his body was like a ghost, and he entered it in a flash.

And that formation, which was obviously not of low grade, was not able to detect the slightest.

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