Above the first level, it is no longer just a magical weapon, but can be called an immortal weapon.

This calamity-fighting sword is a veritable fairy sword. Unfortunately, only one sword head is left here.

However, this was also the first time that Chen Qiang came into contact with an immortal weapon. Just such a sword head caused Niu Bo to suffer so much pain that even his soul was imprisoned in his body, and he could not even transform.

The next moment.

Chen Qiang has returned to the sea, and beside him is a middle-aged man who bows his head to the bottom.

"Sin beast Niu Bo, thank you for saving my life!" Niu Bo said in a trembling voice, feeling both excited and in awe.

"No need to be polite. You can't help yourself. I can't blame you."

"Now that I have killed the culprit, and you have regained your freedom, I believe you will not attack human monks for no reason in the future."

Chen Qiang knew that the giant bulls in the deep sea only surfaced once in a thousand years, so he said this.

But after hearing this, Niu Bo was deeply moved by Chen Qiang's trust.

A flash of light flew over, and Xie Cheng walked over carefully, looked at Niu Bo quietly for a few times, and said respectfully to Chen Qiang: "That... senior."

"The acceleration formation of the sea ship has been destroyed. I would like to ask if senior can repair the formation?"

Formation was a blind spot in Chen Qiang's knowledge, and he could only shake his head helplessly at the moment.

Xie Cheng said quickly: "It doesn't matter, I just took a look here and it's not too far from Nanxi Island."

"I ordered everyone on the boat to use oars and use the wind. Although it will be slower, we should be able to catch up with the auction."

"Sir, are you going to Nanxi Island?" Niu Bo took the initiative and said, "Please let me escort you there!"

Niu Bo returned to his original shape and pulled the huge sea ship in just one night.

When it was daylight, they had arrived near the port of Nanxi Island.

At this time, many ships have been moored at the port of Nanxi Island, and more ships are approaching the port from all directions.

"Hey, look, why did the color of the sea water suddenly become darker?"

"It's not that the color is darker, it's that there are giant sea monsters underneath!"

"Look! That ship is so fast."

"Really, wait! That sea beast underwater seems to be pulling the boat?!"

"His! You can actually let sea beasts pull the boat. What a great feat. Where is the boat?"

"Moo!"

Along with everyone's discussion, Niu Bo suddenly let out a long roar, and then his huge body jumped out of the water and flicked his tail.

The ship Chen Qiang was on cut through the waves and rushed straight to the dock, where it happened to stop in an open space.

This precise mooring technique is simply miraculous. Seeing the nearby boats, the monks on the shore cheered and applauded.

"That's that...that's the giant bull of the deep sea!"

"Look! It's true! It's said to be a rare sight in a thousand years, but I didn't expect it to be pulled by someone!"

Just like that, in the eyes of everyone with astonishment, Chen Qiang and the Xie family walked off the boat.

In front of you is a town built on the mountain. You can vaguely see it. There is an endless stream of traders and soldiers in the city. Although the city is not big, it is very lively.

The mountains outside the city gradually become steeper, and the trees are lush and lush. One of the straight peaks reaches into the sky, which is spectacular and eye-catching.

There is plenty of spiritual power in the air, and just a slight breath, accompanied by the sea breeze, is refreshing.

Chen Qiang felt that the speed of condensation of true energy in his body was much faster.

"Senior, this is Nanxi City." Xie Cheng pointed to the small town ahead: "This is a town that only accepts monks. Mortals cannot reach here. Let's stay in the town for the time being and wait for the trade fair and auction to start. ."

Chen Qiang nodded slightly and asked curiously: "The spiritual power here is very abundant. Are there any spiritual veins?"

"Yes, senior, please take a look." Xie Cheng pointed to the mountain peak in front of him: "This peak is called Nanxi Peak. The peak itself is a third-grade spiritual vein. That's why Wanbao Tower chose to set up the Daqian branch here. , and develop Nanxi Island by the way.”

"By the way, senior, trade fairs and auctions are also held on that peak."

"The trade fair will be held every night starting from tomorrow for three consecutive nights, and the fourth night after that will be the auction."

After listening to Xie Cheng's words, Chen Qiang was amazed and couldn't help but sigh at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature. At the same time, he also lamented the strength of Wanbao Tower.

At this time, Xie Cheng suddenly whispered: "Senior, look over there!"

Following Xie Cheng's gaze, Chen Qiang saw a luxurious carriage slowly driving in.

This carriage was very large, occupying half of the street. The family emblem on the carriage was a cloud, and the carriage was surrounded by guards, which looked very majestic.

Moreover, the temperament of these guards is different from ordinary people.

The most obvious thing is the short sword they wear on their waists. The scabbard is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the blade shines with cold light and is extremely sharp.

Chen Qiang could tell at a glance that the lowest among these guards was at the peak of Nascent Soul, and the highest one had reached the third level of Void Refining.

The most important thing is that the horses pulling the cart are not ordinary horses, but a kind of monster called Wind and Thunder Horse, which can travel thousands of miles in a day. There are eight horses in total, and they are all at the peak of the Demonic Core!

"The three imperial families of the Great Qin Empire, Feiyun Palace!" Xie Cheng murmured.

And at this moment, a slightly hoarse voice resounded throughout the audience: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Whoever dares to block my young master's way will die!"

Along with the words, a figure in a green shirt jumped out of the carriage and stepped firmly on the ground.

This green-shirted young man looks quite handsome, but his eyes are narrow and narrow, and there is a hint of viciousness between his eyebrows, which is unpleasant.

Apparently many people around him recognized this young man, and they all gave way to him, lowering their heads and not daring to look at him.

"Who are you?"

At this time, an old man was unmoved and spoke calmly.

"How dare you speak to my young master like that!"

An old servant jumped down from the carriage, glared at the old man and shouted.

"Haha, how can I let you wait for my name to be called out!" The green-shirted young man traced an evil smile on his lips and said: "Why are you still standing there? Take him down and throw him into the sea for me!"

As soon as the young man in green shirt finished speaking, the old servant snorted coldly and jumped towards the old man.

However, the plot of reversal and slap in the face did not happen. The old servant's cultivation level has reached the first level of integration. It is too easy to deal with an old man who can't transform into a god.

The result is.

The old man was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was held up by two guards and thrown into the sea. It took him a long time to climb ashore.

"Hahahaha!" After seeing the old man's embarrassed appearance, the young man in green shirt smiled cheerfully and said: "Let's go to the city!"

soon.

The carriage disappeared into the streets of the city, and Chen Qiang shook his head repeatedly.

"Senior, this person is the young master of Feiyun Palace, Han Shengbin."

"He comes to the auction every year. He has a perverse temperament and acts domineeringly."

"No matter how powerful his background is, no one dares to provoke him." Xie Cheng said cautiously.

Chen Qiang nodded, and he also knew that Han Shengbin was only sixty-nine years old and had already reached the eighth level of spiritual transformation!
Chapter completed!