Chapter 589

Qingye opened his mouth and left a sentence: "I'll inform the Lord first."

He left.

It was an underwater city, enveloped by a huge array of Dharma. It is estimated at first that it can live in hundreds of thousands of sea people.

Outside the city, coral, agate cluster, in the secular priceless treasures everywhere, chaotic growth between the fish.

"Is that the Pearl of the night? We We're in the water. " Zhuo Jiao looks at the light source in the water and finds her own situation.

Tang Chuan's eyes fixed, the corner of his mouth rose, and said, "enjoy it This is the first and last time. "

Zhou Yuanjun came over and pointed to the blood coral which was several meters away. He said with a smile, "can I get those things back?"

Tang Chuan looked at him quietly: "maybe they are not interested in human flesh..."

A shiver, Zhou Yuanjun honest again. The shoe wearer is always afraid of death than the barefoot, not to mention that he is still young, 25 years old.

Night like water, a bright moon sprinkled on the city, a piece of fish scales reflecting the silver white moonlight, extremely cold and gorgeous.

What's more gratifying is that the Mermaids who appear from time to time are not as ferocious as other sea people. Their smiling dimples echoed in the sea water with the laughter like silver bells.

"Mermaid..." Zhou Yuanjun whispered, his voice trembled slightly, and he was a real pig.

Tang Chuan's eyes also moved with the mermaid's posture, patted his shoulder and comforted him: "for you to have a thought, I decided not to cut your memory."

"Sister His brother-in-law "

he was not only trembling, but also the eyes of people around him who looked at Tang Chuan changed. There was less eagerness and more fear.

Human beings are mostly afraid of what they can't fight against, and they are no exception. They are afraid of Tang Chuan, a powerful guy who is barely an ally.

"All right, all right." Tang Chuan smile, is to take into account the feelings of Zhou xiaonuo.

As time went by, occasionally a Marine Patrol Team came by to see Tang Chuan and his party. They were surprised and did not forget to ask questions before leaving.

With the deepening of the night, the city of Hai nationality did not become dead and noisy.

Not far away, the seahorse Knight pulls the chariot to drive slowly, each foot has stepped on numerous blisters.

Come to get off the car, one character: "tangchuan?"

Tang Chuan looked at him up and down. His golden armor and white cloak were still on his body: "are you the adult in their mouth?"

He nodded, staring at Tang Chuan, said sonorously and forcefully: "I heard you are the strongest in the dark sky? I don't believe it. "

"Keng!"

He drew out his spear, which was like a dragon, swift and swift as the wind.

After several steps back, Tang Chuan blocked it with his sword case. After the collision, the dim stars on the blade were dazzling.

"This is... Seven star Kunwu sword?" He stares at Tang Chuan's sword. The first star changes from black to gold.

Carrying the Seven Star Kunwu sword, Tang Chuan was a little surprised. It seemed that the sword was not as ordinary as he thought.

Indeed, the long sword was originally used by him to abuse vegetables. Neither the sword nor the ghost's Halberd was a weapon of the world.

"Only this sword can absorb other people's strength and strengthen itself... It's a pity that you let the famous sword get dust." He sighed, and the heat in his eyes proved that he didn't look plain.

Tang Chuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and killed him directly. His cold eyes became colder with the impact of the blade.

His movements are very fast, every shot of the spear is perfect, skill and strong sense of attack coexist.

Tang Chuan did not retreat, but advanced. The blade of his sword was dancing. He was sweating profusely and had to be taken seriously.

"My name is Canglang." He said coldly, and his hands kept moving. Just for a moment, the gun flowers composed of several auras burst in the air, just like the fireworks in full bloom on festivals. That kind of artistic conception is not something that can be experienced by tangchuan.

The sword of the right hand breaks through the air, and Tang Chuansheng grinds several spearflowers nearest to him. Then, he drew a circle with his left hand, which represented the white color of life and the killing intention on the sword. He protected Tang Chuan and a large group of people behind him.

In the distance, standing in the air, the silver white hair was scattered on his head, and the golden armor was more holy under the baptism of the moon. The spear turned into a long snake, and the cold eyes made Tang Chuan more murderous.

"I hate you very much." Tang Chuan said without any scruples and threw it casually. Dozens of sword Qi penetrated the snake's body. It was only a second before he was damaged.

Canglang said with a smile: "if I hadn't heard Zhao Xiaoyun mention you, I would have thought that you were the sword cultivation of that major sect. You could have cultivated ten thousand swords so fiercely with one move."

"Zhao Xiaoyun? Where's the little fat man Tang Chuan is stunned, but did not expect that ya'er sometimes conceals Zhao Xiaoyun to be able to get involved with this guy.

His body trembled. Canglang looked at Tang Chuan strangely and said truthfully, "he stole master's wine and was suppressed by..."

"Forget it." Tang Chuan shook his head and said, "take them to visit this area. You take me to see your master. "Once again, the identity was exchanged by Tang Chuan, and he almost put the sword that had just lit up three stars on Canglang's neck, and treated Canglang with a winner's voice.

"Yes"

without the expected hesitation, Canglang readily agreed, and Tang Chuan was still stunned.

"I just came out from my master."

In a word, he solved Tang Chuan's confusion.

Leaving a mark on Zhou xiaonuo, Tang Chuan follows Canglang to his master's residence. Although Tang Chuan was sure that the sea people did not dare to mess around, he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Looking at the time, it is already three o'clock in the morning, the ground is covered with silver white moonlight, illuminating the way forward.

They pass through the city of Hai nationality, which is similar to the city of human beings.

"In the past, there was almost no nightlife of the sea people. Until Mordor gradually became the largest city in East Asia, we learned a lot of experience from it to build this city." The city in the middle of the whirlpool introduces the history of the city.

Five minutes later, Tang Chuan looked at the whirlpool at the bottom of the sea, but his divine sense could not be penetrated, and he could not see what was on the other side of the sea.

"The bottom vortex can suck everything to his destination, including divinity." It seems to have seen Tang Chuan's move, Canglang reminded.

With that, he jumped into the bottom vortex and disappeared.

"Forget it." with a bitter smile, Tang Chuan calmed down and pulled out a long sword: "if you come, you will be at ease."

He is not a fool. He will not trust anyone easily. Even if Zhao Xiaoyun has anything to do with him? You know that little fat guy? Tang Chuan secret Road, but has not been exposed.

With one jump, the suction of the bottom vortex is incomparable. Tang Chuan was in the whirlpool. After releasing his consciousness, he lost all contact.

After less than a minute, Tang Chuan looked at the time before entering the whirlpool of the sea.

Also in the water, at the moment the water is not so salty, like fresh water. No, this is fresh water!

Although he didn't know where he was, Tang Chuan's only certainty was that he was in the fresh water, not the sea water just now.

Before swimming upward, Tang Chuan took back the mustard seed of the Seven Star Kunwu sword. After all, the sword was extraordinary in that Canglang.

According to Tang Chuan's knowledge, the so-called artifact or aura is either accompanied by bloody rains or sleeping in firewood rooms and barracks.

This long sword is obviously the latter. If not for today's wanton collision lighting up Yao Guang, Tang Chuan really did not know that this sword has a very long history. From its quantity, he thought it was quite sharp.

There are more and more fish around, and there are a lot of lotus leaves and lotus flowers floating on the water surface. With a few Koi, the painting style changes too fast, so that tangchuan is cloudy and sunny.

No way, Tang Chuan came out of the water, a glance, just to see youyouyouyouyou eating fruit Zhao Xiaoyun and with an old man behind, a face of respectful Canglang.

"Big brother!" Zhao Xiaoyun rushed over, eager to let just go ashore. Tang Chuan, who was drying clothes with Lingli, could not help mentioning a name: "ya'er helped you fix a cemetery."

"Ah... Big brother, you save me, it's not my fault!" The little fat man looked at his master with a snot and tears and cried out that his eyes were full of bitterness.

Tang Chuan touched his forehead: "calm down, stay away from me, or..."

the little fat man opened his mouth and chose to retreat. In the tomb, Tang Chuan's ferocity echoed the reputation of the great demon king. His first thought was not to spit out, to draw a line, but to hold his thighs.

The world is very realistic. Without the hypocrisy of the earthly world, there is only naked exchange of interests. If there is no interest, only life and death are left.

The strong dominate everything, the weak are dominated, and allow to kill and beg.

Zhao Xiaoyun knows whether Tang Chuan intimidates himself or can only choose to retreat. He doesn't dare to bet. If the master himself has no friendship with Tang Chuan himself... Just think about it, Zhao Xiaoyun's scalp is numb.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Tang!" Canglang in front of the white Hanfu old man smilingly invited, waving, the original empty Pavilion on the display of a variety of rare fruit plates, many of them are spiritual fruit.

Surprised, Tang Chuan took some fruits picked from the grave from mustard seeds as gifts.

Whether it is the secular world or the true world, they all stress face. The stronger the strength, the more emphasis on face.

If you go to visit others without gifts, you will definitely be rejected.

Therefore, when Tang Chuan first heard the unwritten regulations of the Xiuzhen world, he refused. Most of them don't really care about the attitude of most of them.

"A few days ago, I heard that I, a villain, knew my husband. Today, it's true. Canglang, go and get some spirit wine that I treasure! By the way, my road name is Yuanhu. " Yuan fan looked at his apprentice with a smile, but at last he ordered Canglang."Yuanyi Taoist friend." Tang Chuan light road.

His strength is not weaker than that of others, but also comes as a guest, which directly oppresses the small fat man.

It seems that he knows Tang Chuan's idea. Yuan Yi smiles and says, "I haven't seen your uncle tangchuan yet." ＜/p

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