"Uncle Yang, thank you so much this time! If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of those people?" In the boundless sea, two people stood on a talisman boat the size of a fishing boat.

The ** who spoke was in his early twenties, and his white clothes were indeed a little broken at this time.

His face was also pitch black, his hair seemed to have been burned, and a few fears flashed in the man's eyes from time to time.

It's obvious that something terrible has happened, and it's still a state of horror.

The other person was wearing a yellow robe, with a small beard on his face with a small handful of characters, although his eyes were not big, but they were blazing, with an iron gourd-like material tied around his waist, and his hands were behind his back, standing in front of Fu Zhou, looking ahead, but there was a subtle divine sense on his body controlling Fu Zhou.

For the young man's words, that Uncle Yang directly ignored it, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He secretly said in his heart: "Damn, if it weren't for your master to be useful to me, Lao Tzu would be willing to save you, and you are still chattering here, what nonsense!"

However, although Yang Lai thought so in her heart, she didn't say it, but said to the young man: "Senior nephew Huang, you will go to the area of the sword beast in front, take good precautions for me, let's go over together!"

As soon as he heard the words of the sword beast, this yellow essence was stunned, and then a fear flashed in his eyes, but it was not embarrassed to show it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and did not say anything, but it did take a few steps back, closer to the center of the rune boat.

Seeing Huang Jing's performance, Yang Lai's heart was even more contemptuous.

Fu Zhou's speed is very fast, and it is a good tool to replace the pace, turning into a breeze, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the sword beast area.

The traces of the battle here have long since disappeared between the fluctuations of the sea, and the giant monster beast from earlier has also disappeared, turning into a calm appearance.

"No, it's a little strange!" "Far away, Yang Lai stopped Fu Zhou there, he was cautious by nature, he had already used his divine sense to probe the area where the sword beast lived, but to his surprise, this place was too calm, which made him wonder at the same time, and at the same time, he was a little undecided.

According to his thoughts, there must have been something unusual going on under this calm, which made him reluctant to pass through this place.

But if he doesn't pass through this place, Nadabi can't keep up, and his purpose this time is to participate in Dabi on behalf of Xuantian Sect.

If he didn't go down this path, the time couldn't keep up, which made him a little overwhelmed.

After all, Dabi, compared with his name, he can still distinguish which is more important.

Just as he was hesitating, Huang Jing, who was also a little puzzled at this time, took a few steps forward and said to Yang, "What's wrong with Uncle Yang?"

Yang came to see Huang Jing, and originally didn't want to pay attention to Huang Jing, but still said: "This place is too calm, it has changed a lot compared to before, I don't know if there is any danger in the road!"

"That's it, what do I think is the matter? With Uncle Shi's skills, are you afraid of those ordinary sword beasts?" After Huang Jing heard this, he immediately said a flattering word to Yang Lai.

For this kind of nice words, who doesn't want to listen to them, especially Yang Lai, who prefers others to say that he is powerful, Huang Jing's words made him a little fluttering, and he thought in his heart: "Yes! I am a dignified master of Jindan Great Perfection, how can I be afraid of some weak sword beasts! Hmph! Let's go, or let this junior underestimate himself!"

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Lai felt as if he had eaten bear bile, and his courage suddenly increased.

stopped talking nonsense, drove the Fu Zhou, and walked towards the front.

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In the middle of the world.

As soon as he entered Qiankun Ding, Fan Xiaodong breathed a long sigh of relief.

And those flying swords that surrounded Fan Xiaodong's Mixed Yuan Four Formation also suddenly seemed to have lost their backbone, and they became at a loss, a little dazed, and floated in the Qiankun Ding.

Fan Xiaodong took a general look at these flying swords and found that there were more than thirty of them, and the quality was not comparable to those flying swords before.

This time, Fan Xiaodong counted a total and found that he had obtained more than 200 flying swords, although it seemed like a lot, but Fan Xiaodong was not satisfied, in Fan Xiaodong's opinion, there were still so many sword beasts and flying swords that he hadn't gotten yet?

But when he thought of that big guy, Fan Xiaodong was a little afraid.

"Boss, where did you find so many flying swords?" At this moment, a familiar voice came, and with a swish, a golden light appeared, landing on Fan Xiaodong's shoulder, and said to this Fan Xiaodong, who else is this thing not a small worm?

"Cut! I don't know what to do! I can tell at a glance that this thing is from the sword beast!" At this moment, the guy Yin Spirit also ran out, and said with contempt for the little worm.

After Fan Xiaodong left Qiankun Ding, the idle worm and the yin spirit chatted, and for a while, the two chatted very speculatively, and with Fan Xiaodong's entry, the two ran out together.

"Hey, Yin Spirit, how do you know that this thing was unloaded from the sword beast's body?" Fan Xiaodong said to Yin Spirit.

"This is simple, you can see that there is some blood red on the hilt of these flying swords, and there is also a special smell!

According to what Yin Ling said, Fan Xiaodong really found these characteristics on it.

Then Fan Xiaodong talked with the Yin Spirit for a while, according to what the Yin Spirit said, this sword beast is a mutated demon beast, and this flying sword is absorbed by absorbing some iron substances in the sea, and after accumulating over time, coupled with their way of catching things, it is slowly formed.

After talking for a while, Fan Xiaodong slowly probed his divine sense out of the Qiankun Ding, wanting to see the situation outside.

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At this time, above that sea area, a rune boat was walking quickly.

Although Yang Lai passed by here, he adjusted the speed of Fu Zhou to the maximum, because he still had the same feeling in his heart, he always felt that something was going to happen.

But now that he is about to leave this area, the danger has not yet come, so Yang Lai is a little quiet.

"It seems that I have made a big fuss!" Yang Lai thought in his heart.

But suddenly, his face changed dramatically.