Cheng Hao didn't say anything about Hong Yi's worries, still holding the fishing rod in his hand, staring at the deep and dim blue ocean.

Smack!

Suddenly, Cheng Hao's wrist was pulled suddenly, and a black object more than ten meters long was directly pulled out of the seawater.

Such a big black shark can not only exert a thousand catties of strength in the seawater, but even so, the ordinary fishing rod in Cheng Hao's hand did not look the slightest difficulty, and easily caught the behemoth.

Many soldiers who saw this scene were stunned, they knew that Cheng Hao was very strong, but they never expected that it would be so strong that even a martial saint could not do it if he caught a big black shark with an ordinary fishing rod, right?

"Cheng Hao, your control over the power of the divine soul has become more and more accurate!"

Hong Yi, who was on the side, witnessed the scene in front of him with his own eyes, and couldn't help but admire Cheng Hao's control of the power of the divine soul.

Others don't know the doorway, but Hong Yi is also a half-step ghost immortal immortal master, how can he not see the clues. At the location of the fishhook, in fact, there were waves of black divine soul power spread out, like dozens of invisible giant hands, dragging the body of the big black shark to death, so that no matter how the opponent's huge body struggled, it could not get rid of the fate of being captured.

"Come on, get this black shark down, let's eat shark fin tonight!"

Glancing at the big black shark that was still fluttering on the deck, Cheng Hao smiled, kicked it to the side of the surrounding soldiers, and then handed the fishing rod to the little golden spider on the side of the deck who had been a little eager to try.

After dealing with the big black shark, Cheng Hao and Hong Yi walked to the other end of the deck, looking at the endless blue ocean that made people panic, and was silent for a while.

"Hong Yi, do you believe in fate?" Cheng Hao suddenly spoke.

"Fate? I don't know if I believe it or not. In the sages I am familiar with, the ancient sages all don't believe in gods or fate!" Hong Yi was a little stunned, and then shook his head.

"In fact, everyone has their own destiny, and what achievements they can have in the future have been arranged by this world as early as the moment they were born. ”

"Cheng Hao, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly believe in fatalism?" Hong Yi was a little unclear about Cheng Hao's state.

Cheng Hao was a little speechless, looking at Hong Yi with a puzzled face, and in his heart, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Cheng Hao didn't know if there was a destiny avenue above all worlds in these heavens and ten thousand worlds, but he knew very well that in this Yang God world, there was indeed fate, and the Hong Yi in front of him was the best proof of the existence of fate.

During this time, he Cheng Hao has killed robbers, killed the demon girl of the Da Luo faction, and abolished the Wu steward at the level of martial saint, it stands to reason that this record is not bad, but the strange thing is that the power of luck in his body has not been increased in any way, and it seems that in this world, even if he kills all the strong people with luck on his body, it will not be of any use.

But Hong Yi is different, he hasn't done anything earth-shattering during this time, but in Cheng Hao's left vision, his red luck dragon, which was originally entrenched above his head and couldn't break out of the barrier, has now been freed from his confinement, although he has not completely soared into the sky, but he has stretched out his body, initially showing the flying dragon's qi luck in the sky.

Obviously, this Hong Yi is the illegitimate son of this world, the son of luck beloved by heaven and earth, as long as he does not die, as long as he stays in this world, his luck will continue to be enhanced, until he becomes the supreme of this world, and even reaches the other side.

"It's a pity, the time I can stay in this world is limited, otherwise I can follow this son of luck and get more opportunities, and the cultivation of the Yang Immortal Dao will definitely be much easier in the future. ”

Sighing in his heart, Cheng Hao couldn't help but feel a little helpless, the main world was relatively static for three years, that is to say, after he stayed in this Yang God World for three years, the time flow rate of the main world would change, maybe it was synchronized with the time of the Yang God World, maybe time disorder would occur, there were too many uncertain factors, Cheng Hao did not dare to take risks.

Stretching his waist and looking at the blue sky and sea that were connected, Cheng Hao patted Hong Yi's shoulder, "What I want to say is that the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, it is useless to worry, some things are destined, and you can't hide from them!"

As he spoke, Cheng Hao casually pointed to the front, "Look, speaking of trouble, isn't this trouble coming?"

Hearing this, Hong Yi's face suddenly changed greatly, and he looked in the direction of Cheng Hao's finger, the sea surface there changed in an instant, and the original blue ocean turned into a silver light, babbling like a flute-like sound, melodiously coming from the ocean in the distance.

"This is troublesome, the person who came is not Hong Xuanji and the people of the Da Luo faction, but the Silver Shark King, one of the eight demon immortals, Zen Silver Yarn!"

"Zen Silver Yarn, how did you provoke her?"

Hearing this name, Cheng Hao also had a headache, he was not worried that it was a martial arts powerhouse, but in this vast ocean, it was the home of the immortal Dao powerhouse, especially the old ghost immortals such as the Eight Great Demon Immortals, who could definitely exert a terrifying Dao technique far beyond their own strength in the ocean, which was definitely very difficult.

"This ...... I was out of my mind in the Jing Navy, swimming in the ocean, and took a pearl from her, but I didn't expect to be targeted. ”

"That's it!"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao was somewhat relieved, it seems that it is not without a price for endless luck and endless opportunities, at least along with the opportunity, there will be countless crises.

Although he Cheng Hao is unlucky, he usually doesn't come to himself by chance or anything, but at least as long as he doesn't die, he won't encounter any major crises. In the previous year or so, as long as he didn't stay with Hong Yi, his life had been very stable, which was obvious evidence.

There will be gains and losses, and there will be gains and losses, and one drink and one peck, which can be regarded as a causal cycle.

"Be on guard! Winding the ballista! Crossbowmen ready!"

There is no need for Hong Yi to give instructions, the soldiers who noticed the anomaly of the sea in the distance, under the command of a leader, made pre-war preparations in an orderly manner, as the elite soldiers of the Jing Navy in the South China Sea, their combat quality is quite strong.

At this time, on the surface of the sea, there is silence, a bright moon goes out to sea, hanging in the air, illuminating the heaven and the earth like washing, exceptionally clear, giving people the feeling of washing the body and mind.

Somehow, Hong Yi took a step to the front of the deck, looked at the snow-covered sea in the moonlight, and read a poem aloud.

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time, and the lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. ”

The poem is a good poem, but at this moment when the battle is about to break out, Hong Yi's poem has a hint of ridicule, which compares Zen Yinsha to his lover, and the other party came here to find him to complain about his lovesickness and resentment.

"You ...... guy"

Cheng Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes, Hong Yi's poem was simply the fuse, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly became completely violent, and an invisible murderous aura began to spread in Cheng Hao's perception.