"Little guy, come on, the face of our Night Hades Army will be earned by you, and when I brag to a group of old guys, I will also have a light on my face. Song Qiu said to Yechen while drinking.

Yechen said lightly: "Don't worry, with me, our Night Hades Army is the most face-saving this time." ”

Song Qiu smiled bitterly: "Didn't you hear, am I encouraging you?"

Yechen said lightly: "According to my strength, can your encouragement or disencouragement affect the ending?"

"Hahaha, okay. Little guy, you're really good enough. Song Qiu laughed.

Yechen said lightly: "Old man Song, how many years have you been cultivating, how come you are still just a martial artist." ”

Song Jia said unevenly on the side: "What do you know, martial arts are strong, respected by the world, grandpa Tai has this achievement is already very remarkable." ”

Yechen said lightly: "Adults speak, children don't interject." ”

"You!" Song Jia was furious.

"Alright, Jiajia. Song Qiu smiled, "Wuzun, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed powerful, but it is not a top powerhouse, alas, my talent is limited, this last step is difficult to take, staying in this realm, it has been a hundred years." ”

"It's been a hundred years, and you haven't understood it?" Yechen said.

"It's hard, it's hard. Song Qiu shook his head, "I obviously feel that there is a piece of paper separated from the Martial Saint, but this paper is difficult to pierce, perhaps, I will not be able to reach the Martial Saint in my life." ”

Yechen said: "If you don't reach the Martial Saint, you only have six hundred years to live, and you only have a few decades to live." ”

"What?" Song Jia on the side was shocked, Song Qiu is the pillar of the Song family, and he is the Dinghai Divine Needle, could it be that Song Qiu will die in a few decades, this is a loss that the Song family can't afford.

"Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense, you will definitely be able to live a thousand years. Song Jiadao.

"Hehe, Yechen is right, in the past few decades, I have felt my body functions regress, I, ah, I am really old. Song Qiu sighed, "Ten years ago, I already thought about it, the old man was just a horseman, if it wasn't for the chance to get the on-demand broadcast of that great man back then, he wouldn't have today's achievements, compared to others, I was already very lucky." ”

"Grandpa, as long as you break through, you can live for many years, right?" Song Jia said, "You will definitely be able to break through the Martial Saint." ”

"Just let it be, maybe you'll break through at some point. Song Qiu said, "Don't think about it too much, the Song family in the future will rely on you to be prosperous." ”

Song Qiu said to Yechen: "Little guy, the future of the empire in the future depends on you." ”

Below, a big river appeared, Yechen turned around, leaned on the side of the boat, and said softly: "It's Lanjiang." ”

The Lan River, which spans the entire Empire of Death, divides the empire into two halves.

The Lanjiang River here is calm and calm, far from being comparable to Jiangyin City near the entrance to the sea, of course, for the resources in the water, the Lanjiang River on the edge of Jiangyin City is far within 6, but it is not much open now.

"Lan Jiang. Song Qiu walked to Yechen's side and whispered, "The old man has dealt with this Lanjiang all his life, he has brought a lot of wealth to our empire, and he has also brought a lot of dangers, I really love and hate it." ”

The main duty of the Night Hades is to defend the sea to the east, and everyone in the Night Hades has a deep hatred for the Water Tribe.

A whirlpool appeared from the Lanjiang River, and the whirlpool swept up into the sky, turning into a huge column of water and rushing out of a height of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Song Qiu's face on the side of the ship changed slightly, and he said sharply: "It's not good." ”

Song Qiu's right foot slammed on the deck of the treasure ship, and the entire treasure ship glowed with a silver light.

Yechen didn't have time to think about it, his hands immediately hugged Song Jia's waist, and the two of them leaned against each other and threw themselves towards the middle of the deck.

"Boom!" the water column slammed into the Wyvern Treasure Ship, and this supreme-level treasure as huge as a small mountain actually flipped several times in the sky under the impact of this current.

The people on the treasure ship were constantly hitting the treasure ship on the deck with the roll of the treasure ship, and if Song Qiu hadn't turned on the treasure ship's defense force, they would have already fallen off the treasure ship.

But now he has also been hit dizzy, and his strength is not strong, and he has suffered serious injuries.

Song Jia only felt that the world was spinning, and her body was held by a big hand, so that she would not crash into the hard deck of the treasure ship.

Yechen held Song Jia in one hand and grabbed a protruding position on the treasure ship with the other, but he was shocked in his heart.

Being able to fly the flying dragon treasure ship controlled by Song Qiu, Yechen knew that he was in big trouble.

Song Qiu is the pinnacle of Martial Saint, only one step away from Martial Saint, if he can make him so embarrassed, then the opponent is likely to be Martial Saint.

After the flying dragon treasure ship turned several times in the sky, it finally stayed in the air, Song Jia and Yechen were close together, Yechen's hand was around her waist, and her chest was attached to Yechen's chest, Song Jia looked up at Yechen, and now the other party was lowering his head, looking at his chest position.

The original gratitude instantly came to naught, and Song Jia said viciously: "Stinky rascal, have you seen enough?" ”

Yechen said very seriously: "Don't make a sound, we have encountered a strong enemy, and your grandfather is afraid that he is not an opponent." ”

"Oh!" Song Jia wanted to break free and see the situation, but she was still hugged by Yechen.

Song Jia glared at Yechen angrily: "What are you still holding me for?"

Yechen smiled awkwardly: "It feels good, I forgot it for a while." ”

Song Jia broke free and immediately got up, but saw that Song Qiu was already standing on the ship of the Feiyun Treasure Ship, and the entire treasure ship exuded a fierce sword light.

In front of the treasure ship, there stood a sea tribe with a face that looked like a middle-aged human man, covered with light blue scales, and with fish fins on his hands, feet and back.

After seeing this figure, Song Qiu's face changed greatly, and he said in a deep voice: "Li Jia, you actually stepped into the Martial Saint." ”

Li Jia floated in the air, the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer, the palm of his right hand was slowly held up, and there was a blue energy mass in the palm of his hand exuding majestic power, making everyone feel a burst of horror, and the violent air flow was stirring around Li Jia, Li Jia slowly spoke: "Song Qiu, you have killed my aquatic child for so many years, and today is your death date." ”

Yechen looked ahead in the treasure ship, the expression on his face was cloudy, this is really a master of the martial saint level.

"Guys, get into the room and grab what you can. Martial King Qi Hong'an, at this moment, shouted at the people on the treasure boat, this battle, except for Song Qiu and Song Qiu, no one can share it for him.

Song Qiu's face was extremely solemn, standing in front of the treasure ship, driving the treasure ship to crash in the direction of Li Jia.

(End of chapter)