The slovenly Taoist who claimed to be the old Daojiang parade shook his body to the ground, and then trembled and lamented.
"The three immortals don't know. The little Taoist priest is also forced to be helpless. They have no choice but to ask for talents to seek asylum. If the three immortals are still very angry, they can kill the little Taoist priest at any time."
Jian Wushuang and Jiang liyanhui looked at each other and said in a cold voice, "leave."
"Thank you for your kindness." The slovenly Taoist worshipped heavily, and then climbed up from the void with gratitude on his face.
Until then, Jian Wushuang could see the true face of the old Taoist priest.
A disheveled and withered hair was casually pulled behind his head by a bone hairpin, revealing a sunken and dry yellow face with sunken eyes, and two skimmed mustaches added a bit of obscenity.
And under the open Taoist robe, the bare thin ribs make the sword unparalleled. They all doubt how this guy lived to the present.
Yan Hui skimmed his mouth, and then turned first to leave.
Just as they all started to leave, the old Daojiang parade, who stood in the same place and did not intend to leave, suddenly said, "three Xianjun, what do you have to do?"
"If you don't want to die, leave by yourself." After the sword left this sentence without two heads or return, he set out to move forward.
The old Taoist River Tour seemed to be hesitating. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "three Xianjun, the little old Taoist has traveled here for several years and knows every place well. If necessary, I am willing to follow."
Sword peerless quietly stopped.
At the next moment, 36000 sword ideas burst out from his body and directly hanged him to march towards the river.
Looking at the overwhelming horror of the sword, Lao Daojiang didn't flee in a hurry, but closed his eyes and didn't move.
The world shakes, and the boundless sea sets off thousands of waves.
Time seemed to be at a standstill. 36000 swords were meant to march towards the river at this moment, but hovered in front of him.
Then thousands of swords came to one.
The sword matchless came to him, reached out and grabbed the collar of his Taoist robe and raised it.
"What's your purpose?"
Jiang Youxing's words were not sharp, "I, I have no purpose, just want to report the saving grace of the three immortal kings..."
"No, if you say more nonsense, the sword will cut you." The sword said in a cold voice, and then threw it away.
Jiang was dumb and finally muttered, "but I..."
The sword that Ben turned to leave was unparalleled, but he stopped and said, "how sure are you to find a Dayan fairy in this boundless sea?"
He was stunned and quickly responded and said, "it's difficult to return to Xianjun, but if you delimit the conditions to this area, it should not be a particularly difficult thing, because there are not many places for Yanxian to settle here, and I happen to know."
"Who is Xianjun looking for?"
Jian Wushuang ignored him. "Don't ask so many questions if you shouldn't know. Come with us."
……
On the boundless sea, the sloppy old Daojiang parade followed closely behind jianmatchless three.
At the same time, he waved and took out a thing from the ragged Taoist robe, and then threw it on the sea. In a moment, it rose a hundred feet in the storm, forming a treasure ship.
"The three immortals also boarded the real boat. In order to avoid some unsightly Dayan immortals disturbing the trip, it is the best choice to travel by boat."
Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate too much, and then he left Yanjiang and returned to the boat.
In an instant, the Zhibao real ship shuttled back and forth at a very fast speed.
Jiang Youxing sat in the bow of the boat and focused on controlling the direction. Jianwushuang immediately went forward and asked.
"Have you ever seen a wounded jiuzhuan Dayan immortal with nine colorful feathers between the ends of his hair in this heaven?"
"No, but there should be the one Xianjun wants to find in the next sea area we reach." Jiang Youxing has a very simple way.
The sword is matchless, and there is no too much disappointment. After all, the news about Diqing is too small for the boundless sea.
"Don't worry. If your friend is going to suffer some trauma, he won't leave here too far. Maybe he can find it in the next place." Yan Hui patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.
Jianwushuang nodded. So far, he can only go to find it under the guidance of Jiang parade.
However, after shuttling out of the vast sea area, the river tour, which is dedicated to controlling the real ship, suddenly changed its face.
"No, there are changes ahead."
As his voice fell, the vast and extreme sea level suddenly shook, like a terrible existence under the sea!
Hundreds of millions of feet of dust surged up, like the gate of heaven rising from the sea, terrible and treacherous to the extreme.
An unimaginable oppressive force squeezed from the sea, which was composed of hundreds of millions of feet of dust waves. The Tianmen gate completely surrounded the zhibaozhen ship.
At this moment, even the sky darkened.
Standing at the bow of the boat, except for the unparalleled sword, Jiang Liyan's face was dignified, and his palm had quietly clenched the handle of the sword around his waist.
"How can such a strange phenomenon occur? Can Yan Xian manipulate the sea area?" Yan Hui murmured and looked at the river parade sitting in the bow of the boat.
But he soon denied that it was Jiang Youxing who was causing trouble. After all, it was just a six turn big Yanxian, and he couldn't turn over such a big spray.
At this time, the Jiang parade trembled and said, "Dear Xianjun, what shall we do next?"
Yan Hui ignored him, but looked at the sword. "Later, you follow behind us. Remember not to be contaminated with the sea water."
The sword is matchless and nods. The whole body has quietly condensed an invisible trend.
At this moment, Jiang Liyan returns, all ready to cut off the sea curtain.
The Tianmen sea curtain, which is hundreds of millions of feet high, has little possibility to avoid, so we can only choose hard resistance.
When they were all very dignified, only the old river swimming on the bow of the boat showed an unusual calm color.
Around the front and back, hundreds of millions of feet high Tianmen sea curtain fell at this moment.
As the mountains and seas are about to fall, the terrible general trend is like facing the siege of thousands of Dayan immortals, which makes the sword unparalleled and dare not relax.
But the next moment, there was a sudden change. The river tour that was lying in the boat suddenly swooped down on him and shouted, "there is a change in the boundless sea. None of us can escape!"
Until this moment, jianwushuang suddenly noticed that this terrible and treacherous scene was not a real existence, but a fantasy!
Such a great illusion deceived them all!
"You old dog, I can't spare you!" The sword is unparalleled, and its anger is unparalleled.