"Whoa~!"

A frost warship rode the wind and waves, and in the blink of an eye, it was thousands of miles away, and in less than a stick of incense, the frost warship had already docked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whoosh~!"

Three hundred people flew out of the frost warship in order, and the frost warship also turned into the size of a palm, and fell into the hands of the silver-haired old man standing at the sea level.

The three hundred people all set their eyes on the silver-haired old man, waiting for the silver-haired old man's order.

The silver-haired old man put away the frost warship and looked into the distance, as if he was looking for something, but unfortunately he found nothing, and couldn't help but wonder: "It's strange, Senior Brother Han Peng sent a message that he has been reborn, and he is on this Hundred Plague Continent, but why can't you see him?"

"Buzz~!"

In the middle of his hand, the silver-haired old man had an extra Ice Spirit Crystal Ball in his hand, and the mana was entered into the Ice Spirit Crystal Ball, but it was blank, which made the silver-haired old man frown even more: "Damn~! This is impossible! I can't even find Senior Brother Han Peng with the Soul Chasing Ball, this is simply too strange!"

Soul Chasing Ball, one of the top treasures of the Cold Soul Holy Land!

"Whew~!"

The silver-haired old man flipped through his hand, and there was an oil lamp in his left hand, and there was a small green flame burning on the oil lamp; seeing the small green flame, the silver-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior Brother Han Peng's soul lamp is still on, which means that Senior Brother Han Peng is still alive." However, where is Senior Brother Han Peng, why can't he even find him with the Soul Chasing Ball, it's really evil!"

"Whew~!" The silver-haired old man put away the Soul Chasing Ball and Han Peng's Soul Lamp, and the huge immortal consciousness covered the entire Baiyu Continent at once, but he still didn't find Han Peng, but he also found a lot of secrets, and the silver-haired old man's face became solemn: "What a big immortal gate, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

"Huh, the Peony Chamber of Commerce, the Dragon and Tiger Holy Land, the Huoyun Holy Land, the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, the Xuantian Holy Land, the East China Sea Dragon Clan, the Purple Bamboo Holy Land, the West Sea Dragon Clan, the North Sea Dragon Clan, the South China Sea Dragon Clan, the Chaosman of the Land of Chaos, and the Black Heaven Elder of the Xuanyuan Sect?

"It's really strange, what are they doing here?" the silver-haired old man became more and more curious, "Senior Brother Han Peng has just woken up, presumably he was reborn, but why didn't you see him?"

Retracting the immortal sense, the silver-haired old man did not dare to continue to be arrogant, because he had already received a warning from the resident ambassadors of the major forces, and he could only happily put away the immortal sense.

Han Peng was not found, and the silver-haired old man saw that the resident ambassadors of the major forces were all heading to the Great Immortal City, and couldn't help but guess: "Isn't it... Senior Brother Han Peng is also in that Great Immortal City?"

After thinking about it, the silver-haired old man gave an order: "Go, go to the Great Immortal City!"

"Yes, hall master!" said the three hundred respectfully.

"Whoosh~!"

The silver-haired old man led three hundred people towards the Great Immortal Gate with great momentum, and the people below looked at them with strange smiles on their faces.

"Well, what's going on, are they stupid?" the silver-haired old man was a little upset, he had a feeling of being played like a monkey, this feeling was very bad, very bad.

Soon, the silver-haired old man caught up with the dragons of the North Sea Dragon Clan, he looked at the silver-haired old man led by him, and said, "Hey, Ao Bingliu, why are you here?"

Ao Bingliu walked on the ground unhurriedly, looked up at the silver-haired old man strangely, and said with a smile: "Han Chong, you are really getting more and more powerful, you can't accept it!"

Getting more and more powerful?

"Hmm, what do you mean?" the silver-haired old man 'Han Chong' did not fall, and continued to walk in the void, becoming more and more powerful?

Seeing this, Ao Bingliu admired: "Han Chong, I'm not as good as you!Oh, by the way, you're also here for that Jianluo River?"

"Jianluo River?" Han Chong was stunned, he was just about to go down, but he felt a ruthless aura, but he saw that there was already a group of ghosts in black robes around him, and he couldn't help but say coldly, "Get out!"

"Wow~!"

The nine hundred ghosts were not frightened away, but got out of the way, and a black-haired young man in a black dragon robe slowly stepped forward, glanced at Ao Bingliu, his gloomy gaze stared at Han Chong, and said coldly: "Han Chong, a hall master of the Han Spirit Holy Land, Okay, looking at General Han Peng's face, the punishment can be waived, but you must walk on the ground!"

General Han Peng?

Han Chong was stunned for a moment, his original killing intent suddenly disappeared, he stared at Emperor Song, and asked, "Han Peng... What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Ao Bingliu was also a little puzzled, and said secretly: "Strange, this Emperor Song is notoriously ruthless, and some little guys who dare to fly unscrupulously in his realm have been killed by them, how can they be so kind to persuade him? Also, General Han Peng? Who is this?"

Emperor Song frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Hall Master Hanchong, this king has already sent someone to inform General Han Peng, and please wait on the ground for a while, or go to the Southern Dragon Gate!"

Southern Dragon Gate?

Gantry?

Ao Bingliu's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "Sure enough, just like the legend, I'm afraid that the dragon real person has already obtained the inheritance of the Outer Heaven Dragon God, and even obtained the treasure of the Outer Heaven Dragon God-Dragon Gate!"

Han Chong glanced at the excited Ao Bingliu, frowned, and said, "Southern Dragon Gate, so Han Peng is in the Southern Dragon Gate?" At this time, his immortal sense also locked the Southern Dragon Gate, but he found nothing.

"That's right, General Han Peng is the gatekeeper of the Southern Dragon Gate!" Emperor Song explained.

Goalkeeper?

Han Chong glared, stared at Emperor Song in disbelief, and stammered a little: "I'm having fun, what are you kid talking about?

"Buzz~!"

Emperor Song had an extra black seal in his hand, the Song Emperor Seal, and suddenly a huge coercion pressed Han Chong and the three hundred Han Spirit Holy Land disciples.

"Qiang Qiang~!" The three hundred disciples of the Cold Spirit Holy Land were so shocked that they pulled out their cold ice swords and locked on Emperor Song one by one.

Han Chong's expression froze, he glanced at Emperor Song with some solemnity, and frowned: "Boy, what do you mean by this?"

Emperor Song said in a deep voice: "Han Chong Hall Master, the generals of the Quartet are not something that anyone can humiliate, even if you are a disciple of the Cold Spirit Holy Land, you can not humiliate the Quartet General! However, if you are a disciple of the Cold Spirit Holy Land, this king can not be blamed in the past, but you must fall to the ground and walk! This is the third warning!"

The Quartet's general?

Isn't that just a janitor, as far as it goes?

Also, what is the third warning?! Lao Tzu won't go down, what can you do to Lao Tzu! Han Chong's heart was full of disdain.

Ao Bingliu said with a little thought in his heart: "The general of the Quartet? The status of the four generals of the Quartet Dragon Gate is so high, even the Song Emperor, one of the Ten Palaces of Yama, respects them so much, it's not easy!" Ao Bingliu also became a little interested in the Quartet Generals.

Emperor Song took a deep breath, his eyes became more and more indifferent, and he sneered: "Heh, Hall Master Hanchong, since this is the case, don't blame this king for being polite!"

"Go~!"

"Boom~!"

As soon as Emperor Song threw the Song Emperor Seal in his hand, with a bang, the Song Emperor Seal immediately changed from small to large, and in an instant it became a huge mountain, and then Mount Tai smashed into Han Chong and the disciples of the Three Hundred Han Spirit Holy Land.

"It's not good! Run~!"

"Whoosh~!"

Ao Bingliu immediately fled hundreds of miles away with his subordinates before he stopped, and looked at the black Emperor Song Seal with solemn eyes: "What a Song Emperor Seal! Such a magic weapon, I'm afraid it won't be so simple!"

"Cut, carving insect technique!" Han Chong was very disdainful, but then his face suddenly changed wildly, because he felt a sense of spatial oppression, and this spatial oppression also carried an extremely sharp sword intent, which seemed to pierce the sky, and Han Chong trembled all over, "Well, what is this!"

"Buzz~~!"

The three hundred disciples of the Cold Spirit Holy Land, the cold ice swords in their hands trembled wildly at this moment, as if they were about to break away from the master's control and fly towards Emperor Song's seal.

"Ah~!"

"No~!"

"Hall Master, we can't control the Ice Sword in our hands!"

"What?" Han Chong was taken aback, and turned his head in disbelief, only to see the three hundred disciples blushing, all desperately clutching their swords, but they were still trembling violently, and it seemed that they could fly away anytime and anywhere.

Fly away?

Han Chong glared: "・・・・・・・" (to be continued.) )