Hearing that someone would take the place of Xu Fu and Qiu Wuzhen's divine sense, the one who had already squatted up and immediately lay down directly on the deck. whispered to the cheap son beside him: "If he calls you daddy and me, he will say that I am not there ...... old man"

Although the voice was not loud, it was still heard by Xu Fu. After the generous master smiled, he said, "If you don't return, don't you want to take this opportunity to break the seal?" Think about it, you won't lose. ”

"I know that Master Dafang, you can't forget my old man" After getting up from the deck, he continued to Xu Fu, who had been completely shrouded in a huge black shadow: "Actually, I think it's good old man, not to mention, although there is no magic, but my old man suddenly had an epiphany. In the past, when the old man and my magic were overflowing, I always thought that the monks in the world talked about magic, and you were the first in the world. Xi Yingzhen's father is second, and my old man is the third. At that time, he also did bullying things with his own magic, and now his magic is gone. Only then did I realize that everything was in the past......"

"That's enough, no more nonsense. The person I'm talking about isn't you, old fellow, you're in the way. Before he could finish the nonsense, the huge figure that enveloped Xu Fu had already waved his hand to avoid it. After a pause, he pointed to the white-haired man standing behind him and said, "It's you, Wu Mian, don't you also want to seal the spell to avoid disaster like the one who can't return, right?" In that case, I can seal your spell together, and by the way, return the seed—...... me."

When it came to the seeds, 'Qiu Wuzhen', who was still on the boat, turned sharply to look at the white-haired man on the deck of the big ship in the distance. After a pause, he turned his head and said to Xu Fu, who was hiding in the shadows, "It turns out that the seed you got from me was given to him by you. Is there anything different about him, though? Why would it be this person. ”

"You'll know right away," Xu Fu replied, and then continued to say to Wu Mian: "How is it?" You haven't answered yet, did you go for me? Or do you want to give back everything you took from me? ”

Wu Mian stretched out his hand to push away the return in front of him, and after sneering, he said in the direction of Xu Fu: "There has never been a precedent for returning what was given to me." What is given to me is mine. ”

As he spoke, the white-haired man used the method of taking off, and his body flew high from the big ship. Just as he was about to fly over and make a move with 'Qiu Wuzhen', a fairly familiar voice came from the big boat next to 'Qiu Wuzhen': "Master, a little monk, you don't need to do it. Give it to the disciple to imprison the dragon, it just so happens that the disciple has a little holiday with this person, and it can be regarded as a grievance between the disciple and this person. ”

Seeing that Xu Fu didn't have anything to say, Qiu Wuzhen nodded and said, "It's okay for you to share my worries, but be careful of the seeds in this person's body." Xu Fu has been at sea for more than 200 years, and this seed was given to this person named Wu Mian before he went to sea. It's time for the 200-year-old seed to do something. Prisoner Dragon, be careful yourself......"

When the words of "Thank you Master for your fulfillment" fell, the body of a man dressed in white like Wu Mian rose into the air. stopped Wu Mian, who had already flown to the front, in mid-air, the man in his thirties. With a short beard on his chin, he stopped in front of Wu Mian and said to the white-haired man, "I thought that after we went out, we would end the grudge against you who killed my junior brother Ming." I can't imagine that God will make it ......"

As he spoke, Wu Mian was still approaching the man. When he flew three or four feet away, the white-haired man suddenly waved his hand at the imprisoned dragon who was still staring at him. At the same time as Wu Mian made a move, he watched the imprisoned dragon who seemed to be chattering endlessly make an almost touch-like action towards Wu Mian.

At the same time as the imprisoned dragon waved his hand, the scene of his distance from Wu Mian suddenly distorted. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. The imprisoned dragon was originally a murderous death row inmate, and he was extremely sensitive to the dangers of death. After realizing that there was a problem, he immediately stopped the method of taking off, and saw his body plunging straight into the sea.

A moment later, when the imprisoned dragon sprang up from the sea forty or fifty feet away, he saw a half-foot blood groove appear in his chest. Blood was constantly flowing out of it, and if the imprisoned dragon's movements had slowed down by half a beat just now, he would have split into two halves and floated on the sea at this time.

At this time, Wu Mian's body also sank, and he almost fell into the sea like a prison dragon. The white-haired man's left chest was scorched as if it had been burned with a red-hot iron cannon. Although Wu Mian is an immortal system, the wound heals quickly after being burned. However, the methods of imprisoning the dragon are also strange, Wu Mian's wound healed not long ago, and the wound of the cannon burner began to expand. The immortal body and the scalding wounds began to compete for territory on Wu Mian's body, and in the end, it was Wu Mian's immortal system that won. Finally, he pressed the wound that was constantly expanding, and did not let an inch of soil restore Wu Mian's wound to normal.

"Good means...... After watching the last bit of burn on his chest disappear unwillingly, Wu Mian stared at the dragon who had been imprisoned from the sea and continued: "If it weren't for my system, I would have been burned to ashes just now, right?" Just now I relied on magic weapons, and you relied on magic. You're slightly on the upper hand......"

Prison Dragon didn't expect this white-haired man to evaluate himself like this, and after being slightly stunned at the moment, he said to Wu Mian: "Since you admit that you rely on the magic weapon, then you accept the magic weapon, and the two of us are fair ......."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Mian's body flashed, and he instantly arrived in front of the imprisoned dragon, and waved his hand again at the imprisoned dragon who was half of his body soaked in the sea, and threw the spider silk chain at him. It was also the imprisoned dragon's foresight of danger that was too strong, and the moment Wu Mian's body disappeared, his body fell sharply downward. sank to the bottom of the deep sea in front of Wu Mian's eyes.

When the Dao Prison Dragon once again emerged from the sea dozens of feet away, he shouted at Wu Mian: "Why did you sneak attack me!" I just said that I was going to receive the magic weapon, why don't you talk ......?"

"What you said just now was what you said, you said that you were going to collect the magic weapon, not me." Wu Mian looked at the already enraged imprisoned dragon in the distance, and continued in his characteristic tone: "My magic weapon is here, come and get it if you like." As he spoke, the white-haired man had already stretched out his hand to the dragon and made a gesture to give him something.

How could the imprisoned dragon, who had suffered two losses, be fooled again, and at that moment, a huge wave came out from under his feet, pushing the imprisoned dragon into the air more than ten zhang high. Before Wu Mian could make a move, he had already waved his hand and cast the spell just now on the white-haired man.

Compared with Wu Mian's boundary of only three zhang and three, the distance of the dragon prison spell is much longer. As long as the white-haired man is about to be hit, the body will inevitably affect the movements and spells in the case of recovery. When the time comes, he will solve this man in one go, and in the heart of the imprisoned dragon, his own skills will be higher than this white-haired man.

Things seemed to be calculated by the imprisoned dragon, and at the same time as he waved his hand, a spark appeared on Wu Mian's body. Then the white-haired man's body fell into the sea in a straight line, and the moment before he fell into the sea, Wu Mian's body was hit by the magic of the imprisoned dragon again. A former heart and a small abdomen, even if he is an immortal body, it will take a while to recover.

At this time, it is the best opportunity for the imprisoned dragon to take advantage of the opportunity to kill his hand. At that moment his body swooped into the sea, and both of them disappeared into the sea. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Ren He, one of the two Wu Mian and Prison Dragon, to surface to the sea, just when the divine consciousness of 'Qiu Wuzhen' was about to arrange for other disciples to go down to find it. Then he saw the body of the imprisoned dragon floating from the bottom of the sea, and his body was floating on the surface of the sea. Motionless is like dead.

At this time, there were other disciples of 'Qiu Wuzhen' who wanted to go over to check, and at this time, there was a sudden loud bang on the bottom of the sea, and then the body of the imprisoned dragon was blasted into the air. In the air, he flew in the direction of 'Qiu Wuzhen'. Seeing that he was about to reach Qiu Wuzhen's side, another figure flashed out from behind the imprisoned dragon and waved out the spider silk chain at the former great master.