We, being tricked?

This is the first reaction.

No matter how you look at it, the area that Fubo refers to is an ordinary sea.

The terrain is featureless.

The color of the water is unusual.

There are also no hydrological fluctuations such as whirlpools and huge waves.

There are no strange beasts and spirit birds wandering around.

The eyes of all the disciples of the three sects converged on Zhao Gongming, waiting for his decision.

If it is true, then there is no need to say, the friends of the disciples of the three sects should be decided.

If it is fake, the coast of the West Sea is turbulent, and it is also a good place to break bones and raise ashes.

"Brother Dao Da Niu, where is Gongming's chance?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the ordinary sea area, showing a hint of reminiscence, and said lightly: "Brother Dao Niu has heard of the story of the Chaos Stone?"

At the beginning of the flood and famine, the spiritual materials of heaven and earth are all pitched, and the innate spiritual materials are also available.

First, at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, the chaotic qi evolved into innate aura, so that all things in the wilderness had a trace of innate aura.

The second is chaos outside the sky, and there are often small pieces of chaos stones that pass through the fetal membrane of the flood and enter the flood world.

These Chaos Stones all carry a strong chaotic aura, and after entering the Flood Wilderness, they continue to evolve into innate spiritual energy, and eventually a lot of innate spiritual materials will be generated and dropped by the Flood Wilderness.

In the sea area in front of you, there were also many Chaos Stones falling, attracting a large number of Taobao customers, and Zhao Gongming was also one of them.

But that was tens of thousands of years ago.

Perhaps there were countless spiritual materials and treasures in this sea area in the past, but in the salvage and excavation of diligent Taobao customers day after day, even the last trace of innate spiritual energy has long been exhausted.

After a long time, all that remains of this sea is the incomparably hard and stony seabed, and it has become a useless wasteland.

As long as the immortal cultivators who have been in the flood famine for a long time have basically heard the story of the chaotic wasteland of the West Sea.

This area is famous in the wilderness, and most people walk around it!

Today, Fubo looks like a master.

But he went around and around, and hit this wasteland.

It's really puzzling.

......

Someone laughed: "Sure enough, I said he was a liar!"

After laughing, he turned to Zhao Gongming and saluted respectfully: "Senior Brother Zhao, you also know that this area is a well-known wasteland, and he still asks Senior Brother to show him how to deal with it." ”

"Rest easy. Zhao Gongming waved his hand.

He looked at Fubo and persuaded softly: "Da Niu Daoyou, where is Gongming's chance? Do you want to change places?"

The Honghuang monk has a long life, and it is nothing if he has no chance for a while, but if he becomes a laughing stock in the mouth of others for thousands of years......

Even if it is a bold and generous person like the black-faced God of Wealth, I shudder to think about it.

His inner subconscious, trust in Fubo had begun to waver.

Fu Bo smiled faintly: "Although Daoist friends start, if you can't find a chance, I will lose." ”

One thing to say, in the current situation, the black-faced God of Wealth has not been in a hurry to use force, to Fubo's surprise, he is also a little moved.

I thought that the big man in the wilderness was upright and not good at planning, but Zhao Gongming gave him a performance of what is called "I believe in you, and the swords, mountains, fires, and seas will accompany you"!

Let Fu Bo feel that the previous flickering effect was too good, and at the same time, he was also a little moved.

But this also shows from a certain aspect that Zhao Gongming's ending in the Battle of the Gods was not just a simple bad luck.

With your current performance, in the future battle of the gods, how about saving Daoist Kong Xuan and pulling you along?

Suddenly, another person came out and stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Gongming: "Senior Brother Zhao, everyone knows about this wasteland, so forget it." ”

After speaking, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Fu Bo: "Fu Da Niu, you have to think clearly, if Senior Brother Zhao really went to the sea but didn't find the opportunity in your mouth, what the consequences would be." ”

Obviously, as a member of the people who knew the details of this sea, he already thought that Fubo was a deception.

No, not only deceived the world and stole fame, but also dared to take Zhao Gongming, the elder brother of the sect of interception.

It's just a matter of deceiving the world and stealing his name, it's nothing more than a lesson, and the next bad luck curse will make him lie in bed for ten days and half a month.

But if Zhao Gongming, the elder brother of the outer sect of the sect, was deceived into going to sea, he did not find any chance in the follow-up.

Then, Fubo needs at least a one-way ticket to the Nine Netherworlds.

Before being reincarnated, you have to go to the eighteenth layer of hell to live for a few years.

After listening to the words of the righteous senior brother, the disciples of the three sects suddenly surged.

"I see, I thought I was a simple liar, but I wanted to fall into the face of our three religions. ”

"Actually playing this kind of trick, with sinister intentions!"

"Setting a trap for Senior Brother Zhao is insidious and obscene, it must be a ghost caused by those people in the West!"

"Yes, it must be the idea of the poor people taught by the West!"

......

The voice of condemnation is getting louder and louder, and the direction is gradually sliding towards sectarian disputes, and the anger is getting heavier and heavier.

Even Zhao Gongming's brows furrowed involuntarily and looked at Fubo.

Would such a handsome and extraordinary person have anything to do with Western teaching?

His first reaction was impossible, the Western Church is located in the West, the land is barren, the spiritual veins are scarce, and most of the Western monks follow the path of asceticism, all of them have yellow muscles and thin clothes.

There is no such handsome and dashing man as Fubo.

But it is not excluded that the West teaches and cultivates such a peerless beautiful man, relying on his prosperous beauty to bring talents to the East.

After switching to the thinking mode of the elder brother of the sect of interception, Zhao Gongming began to hesitate.

Fu Bo looked calm, looking at the surging disciples of the Three Sects, he said indifferently: "Fellow Daoists, I have evidence to prove that I am not a member of the Western Sect. ”

Senior Brother Zhanyi smiled indifferently: "Please take care of yourself." ”

Fu Bo pulled Kong Xuan to the side, gave her a reassuring look, and said with a smile: "As we all know, apart from the two sect masters, the Western Sect does not have a quasi-saint and powerful monk. ”

Senior Brother Yiyi nodded: "I haven't heard of this, but what does this have to do with you, Daoist?"

Fu Bo stretched out two fingers: "First, this one next to me is my Taoist companion, who swore to the Heavenly Dao Alliance. ”

"Second. ”

He turned to Kong Xuan and said softly, "It's up to you." ”

Senior Brother Righteous scoffed: "What about your Taoist companion, can you still conjure up a quasi-saint power out of thin air, if you can, I will ...... it in public."

Rumble!

Bang Bang ......

Mountains of terrifying pressure fell from the sky, and almost everyone present was pressed into the ground.

The sudden terrifying coercion made even Zhao Gongming's face change.

"Who's here?"

No one answered

As time passed, the pressure of this horror grew.

The air around him seemed to turn into a transparent hand in an instant, holding everyone in their hands and swearing not to give up until they were squeezed into powder.

The bodies of the disciples of the three sects were sour and soft, and the exercises they had cultivated hard almost stopped at this moment, like a mountain under the weight of the mountain, which was almost suffocating.

Zhao Gongming's black face gradually turned white, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, at this moment, the similar coercion that he had once felt on Senior Brother Duobao Daoist lit up his mind like lightning.

Quasi-saint, must be quasi-saint!

So, who is it?

Zhao Gongming was very panicked, panicked to death, who knew that he would come out to give some benefits to his brothers and sisters, and he would actually toss to the point where the quasi-saint power came out?

If you go back to know to your three younger sisters, you can only sign a gentleman's agreement that will not run around for thousands of years under the gentle gaze of Yunxiao's helplessness.

It will also become a source of jokes for the next thousand years.

No, save yourself!

He tried to stand up straight, showed an extremely ugly smile to Kong Xuan, and saluted: "Please also ask the virtuous couple to spare me and other sins of disrespect, and accept the supernatural powers." ”