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Good news from the delivery room, it has risen again!

Xuanjun is at the eighth level, only two steps away from Emperor Xuan, and he is already close at hand.

This kind of hope that is close at hand is like an itch, tickling Fan Lang's itch, making him itch unbearably, and he can't wait to break through to Emperor Xuan now and gain new abilities.

According to his usual style, when he reaches the realm of Emperor Xuan, he should be able to beat the vast majority of Emperor Xuan, and only a few can compete with him.

"It's still quite impressive!"

Fan Lang was delighted.

While he was attacking this den of thieves, Old Man Hai and Han Beijing were also marching together, leading people to attack other rebel forces.

The battle on his side is over, and the battle on the side of the old man is in full swing.

Even if the two are far apart, the master-servant relationship still exists, and Fan Lang, the master, can remotely control the puppet slave of Old Man Hai.

"No, don't!"

"It's Emperor Xuan, it's terrible!"

"I recognize him, he is the King of Pingdong, and the King of Pingdong, who has been missing for many years, is back!"

Someone was screaming.

The old man of the sea levitated in the air, spread his hands, and exerted the power of the Xuan Emperor, and hundreds of acupuncture points erupted, creating a waterspout, engulfing all the enemies below.

The water waves are monstrous, spinning endlessly, and there are several water dragons shuttling and roaring, and the attack is so powerful and fierce that even Emperor Xuan can kill it.

As a puppet, after killing someone, Old Man Hai can also burst out experience points, and all of them belong to Fan Lang!

Fan Lang looked at the experience points in his account, and was secretly refreshed.

Old man Hai has good news from his side, eliminating a rebel force, this battle will spread like wildfire with the news of his strong return, and it will also greatly increase the deterrent power of the Hai family.

Looking at the territory of Haizhou, there is only one Xuanhuang on the table!

In the Seven Heroes Country, Emperor Xuan is already a top existence, and there are only a handful.

......

This is just the beginning.

In the next few days, the three groups of men and horses went separately to attack one rebel force after another, which was really a sweep all the way.

At first, there was some resistance, but then the resistance disappeared completely, and no one dared to fight against it anymore, either rolling up the covers and fleeing, or raising their hands and surrendering.

Haizhou cleared all kinds of thorns, the prestige was shocked, and the king's order was caused, so he didn't dare to disobey.

This is exactly the result that Fan Lang wants.

......

After achieving one goal, Fan Lang has the next goal.

Haizhou is close to the sea, Fan Lang wants to go to sea and go to a place called "Treasure Island Auction" to do things, there are two main things to do, which are directly related to the Jinyang War Lion.

It's not so easy to get the Golden Yang Battle Lion, a demon pet from the extraterrestrial starry sky.

There will also be a key person who can be of great help on this trip.

......

Crunch.

The door opened.

Hou Guangzu led the way in front and walked into the house, and Fan Lang followed.

There was a third person in the house.

This is a middle-aged man, with a mediocre appearance, mediocre strength, a dodgy gaze, nothing surprising in all aspects, and it is inconspicuous to throw into the crowd.

Until now, Hou Guangzu didn't understand why Fan Lang let him find this man, and he had to take care of him with good food and drink, and there could be no mistakes.

Even for the beautiful dancer named Yu Ji, Fan Lang never cared so much.

When the mediocre man saw someone coming in, he looked at it with fear, and then lowered his head, not daring to look at Fan Lang directly.

Fan Lang glanced at the man a few times, his eyes were full of attention, and he said kindly: "When we meet for the first time, I am Fan Lang, the leader of the Nebula Alliance. I know a thing or two about you. I'll do you a favor soon, and I need you to do me a favor in the same way. ”

"I—I don't understand what you're talking about, with my strength, I can't help anything at all. The mediocre man whispered.

"What I need is not your strength, but your identity. Fan Lang slowed down his speech and said an astonishing sentence, "I'm going to take you to the 'Treasure Island Auction', and when the time comes, your identity will come in handy." ”

Hearing this, the mediocre man's face changed suddenly, he screamed, and almost fell off his seat, reacting extremely violently.

People of his character were scared like this, which shows how much the word Treasure Island Auction had an impact on him.

Fan Lang smiled slightly, confirming the identity of the mediocre man even more.

This seemingly ordinary man is extremely valuable!

......

The Pengcheng is about to fly to the Treasure Island auction.

Fan Lang's novelty for the machine car basically retreated, and he planned to take the Pengcheng directly this time.

This trip requires considerable combat power, and Fan Lang has brought many masters in the Nebula Alliance, especially the right-hand man of Old Man Hai.

On the occasion of parting, Lord Hai saw everyone off, especially said a few more words to his father.

"Father, you have just come back, and you have started to run around, and your sons are very worried about you. I don't dare to interfere with your decision, I just hope that you can have a smooth journey and return triumphantly. Lord Hai said.

"Don't worry, I won't be like last time. Old man Hai said.

"That's good, Erchen is waiting for you in Haizhou. ”

"Don't worry about me, you just need to take care of Haizhou. ”

Old man Hai cherished words like gold, ended the conversation, stepped on the gangway, and walked to the Pengcheng.

When everything was ready, a rotating glowing formation emerged from the bottom of the Pengcheng's ship, rising directly from the ground, slowly accelerating, getting faster and faster, until it flew out of people's field of vision.

Fan Lang was on the boat and smiled bitterly.

Manipulating the old man to talk to the sea lord really feels like picking up a cheap son.

In fact, completely let go of the old man Hai, he can also answer with others, but he is rigid and easy to make mistakes.

......

On the way to the treasure island auction, you will pass by a kraken's lair, which has a high level of krakens, which is a good place to farm monsters and upgrade.

Since Fan Lang modified his six-fold experience, he has become more enthusiastic about monster farming and upgrading, full of motivation, and will never miss this place.

The Pengcheng flew in the sky, the speed was very fast, and it flew all the way out of the border of Haizhou and came to the vast sea.

The blue sea and blue sky are endless.

Endless waves are tumbling, and each wave is similar, but different. Legend has it that the Hai family's housekeeping skill, Tianhe Tide, was epiphany from the ancestor of the Hai family when he was watching the waves.

After several days and nights of sailing, the Pengcheng finally approached the Siren's lair.

Fan Lang had already had itchy hands, standing on the high bow of the boat, watching condescendingly.

The Kraken didn't see it, but saw a fleet of ships sailing on the sea, all carrying the same flags with flaming hammers painted on them.

This is the banner of the Hundred Refining Sect!

Seven Heroic Kingdoms, seven overlord forces, one of which is the Hundred Refining Sect.

The Hundred Refining Sect has similarities with the Wantong Chamber of Commerce, and does not have a large territory, but is scattered all over the country.

The Hundred Refining Sect focuses on a refining word, being proficient in alchemy and refining tools, and making a fortune by relying on this.

This fleet of the Hundred Refining Sect sailed here, and I didn't know what the purpose was.

Said the steam egg

ps: The fifth update, written in the middle of the night, 55555.