Huangfu Wu was said a little embarrassed. He really thought so. In his opinion, among these people, the one who poses the greatest threat to the demon cultivator is actually not Zuo Yundong, who looks the most fierce, nor is Ye Nantian who almost became the closed disciple of the Tiansheng of the Universe.

But Nangong Xing, the last prince of Qingtian Kingdom, holding a great magic mirror.

With Nangong Xing by his side, his sense of security suddenly doubled.

Of course, he would never tell Nangong Xing about this idea.

With a smile on his face, Huangfu Wu took out the jerky meat and handed it to Nangong Xing.

He took out another pot of wine and smiled and said, "Drink two glasses,"

Nangong Xing smiled even happier and nodded, "Why not do it?"

After saying that, the two of them really sat on the boat and started to eat and drink.

It seemed as if this was not a dangerous assassination of the demon cultivator, but an outing.

Above, Han Feng and others sneaked into the demon boat.

A puppet, before he could react, was cut off his head by Zuo Yundong.

At the same time, Ye Nantian accurately caught the mummy-like head and completely destroyed it in his hands.

Several people gathered together, and the power of the Dao Realm still covered them and covered their bodies.

Zuo Yundong's lips moved slightly, and he said to everyone: "The strength of these puppets is around Tiangang. Everyone should be extra careful."

As they walked slowly forward, the patrolling puppets stood almost every blind spot.

But puppets are puppets after all, and their weaknesses are still very obvious.

The way puppets that have lost their vitality is obviously different from that of living people.

They are full of death and are very sensitive to all those who have vitality.

But once the other party's vitality is covered by other forces, even if you walk by in front of them.

They will also regard it as a puppet like them.

Senior Brother Han Feng and others obviously knew this.

They carefully restrained all their breath, including vitality, and slowly passed through the defense of these puppets.

The magic cultivator's boat was very big, and it turned out to be a three-story building.

Senior Brother Han Feng and others quickly passed through the first floor of the puppet alert.

But when they arrived at the second floor, they immediately saw the nightmare floating in the entire second floor.

These nightmares also seem to be different from other nightmares, each with a strange blue-purple color.

Moreover, the aura of these nightmare seems to be too powerful.

Their bodies were almost condensed into substance. They just floated there, and the power of heaven and earth and Tao around them felt distorted.

"Are these still nightmares? Why are they so strong?"

Senior Brother Han Feng was the first to exclaim.

Immediately, the nightmare around seemed to have discovered something and began to get restless.

The eldest brother covered Han Feng's mouth and yelled loudly: "Don't talk nonsense. Say one more thing, be careful I'll throw you in."

Han Feng just closed his mouth, and Ye Nantian frowned and said, "If all the nightmares of demon cultivators are so strong, then the Western Leadership Alliance really doesn't need to fight. Just admit defeat. What a terrible existence. Which one of you can understand how these nightmares are refined?"

Everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

If they can understand it, they will become top qi refiners.

However, when you see these nightmare, everyone can be sure that the demon cultivator here must be a powerful existence.

Senior Brother Han Feng began to feel a little nervous and said in a voice transmission: "Let's keep moving forward. I feel that with the strength of us, will we go in and be strangled into scumbags."

Senior Brother Han Feng’s worries are quite reasonable. Everyone was also hesitant.

But at this moment, suddenly, footsteps sounded in the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a black robe walked out with a wine bag and staggered.

He seemed a little drunk, his face flushed, and his beard was covered with wine stains.

The strong smell of alcohol was extremely pungent, which immediately made Han Feng and others frown.

"What a big smell of wine. This wine is not ordinary."

Feng Xiaojian was also a drunkard. He knew as soon as he smelled it. The wine the old man drank was probably a little stronger than the wine brewed by his uncle Dong Fatty.

Moreover, there is a different kind of smell in the wine. Feng Xiaojian can't tell what it is. But it is definitely not an ordinary product.

"Go, go, go, don't float here. It's a swaying place. Young men, how long will it take for us to go abroad in the Dingyu? Didn't we agree that after the war, all the corpses of the strong will be left to us to deal with? Until now, no one has come to pick me up. It makes people angry. When I arrive, I will definitely search it well and not leave much for other old guys. I have to be the first to arrive and get it."

While talking, the old man poured himself a sip of strong wine.

He shook his eight-character steps and walked towards Han Feng and others who were hiding in the same place.

Listening to his murmuring, the senior brother said, "Disposing the corpse, this person is either a magic alchemist or a puppet master. Everyone, it seems that we have caught a big fish."

Ye Nantian followed and said, "He is a puppet master. The magic alchemist's desire for corpses is not as great as him. He actually wants the corpses of all the strong. We are so lucky that we actually caught a puppet master who wanted to rush in front of others to steal the corpses. Capturing him alive, he can definitely tell us a lot about the weaknesses of the magic cultivator's puppets. With him, at least it will be much easier for us to deal with the magic cultivator's puppets in the future."

Everyone nodded, and Senior Brother Han Feng gently stroked his Bishui Changtian Sword with his palm and said, "I'm so lucky. This made us bump into it. Everyone, it seems that it's not a mistake for me to take a detour this time. If I really follow the original route, I will definitely not be able to hit this big fish."

The others laughed, and the senior brother chuckled helplessly.

I can only say that it was really luck.

Zuo Yundong raised his sword and said, "Wait, wait a little longer. When he gets closer, we will take him down at the same time. We must hit him with one blow. Otherwise, these nightmares will be a big trouble."

Everyone nodded in understanding, closed their mouths one after another, and their expressions became solemn.

But at this moment, the puppet master suddenly stopped.

As he was about to approach Senior Brother Han Feng and others, he suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped his head and said, "Oh, by the way. I have to release the new puppet and let him move."

As he said this, he turned around and wanted to walk back.

Ye Nantian said loudly: "You can't let him go, everyone, kill me."

With a shout, Han Feng and others rushed out suddenly.

Outside, Huangfu Wu and Nangong Xing, who were drinking and eating meat, suddenly heard a loud noise.

Huangfu Wudao: "The fight started."

Nangong Xing said: "Well, wait, I'll finish this sip of wine. Your wine is really good."

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Chapter completed!