Xu Maogong stroked his beard lightly, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he sighed.
"Brother Luo Cheng in the past has reached the peak of the Golden Immortal in strength, and is one step away from the Great Luo Golden Immortal!"
Hiss~
When Lin Hai heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his face full of shock.
Luo Cheng turned out to be the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal, a quasi-Great Luo Golden Immortal-like existence!
I'll be a good boy!
Lin Hai originally thought that Luo Chenghui would be a golden immortal, but he was only at the first or second level at most.
But even so, Lin Hai already felt that he underestimated Luo Cheng.
Unexpectedly, Luo Cheng's cultivation realm was countless times higher than he expected.
Lin Hai couldn't help but think of Luo Cheng's current strength, and suddenly sighed.
It is not an exaggeration to describe Brother Luo Cheng's level of cultivation as plummeting.
I really don’t know how brutal that battle was before Luo Cheng, who was at the top of the Golden Immortal, suddenly fell to the realm of the True Immortal.
Fortunately, Luo Cheng encountered an opportunity at this moment, and it was possible to return to his former cultivation state.
Otherwise, Lin Hai felt extremely sorry and sad for Luo Cheng.
If it were someone with a poor psychological quality, there might be such a big gap and they wouldn't want to live anymore.
"correct!"
Suddenly, Lin Hai's heart skipped a beat and he remembered something.
Just now, Duke Xu Maogong said that even the kings of hell in the ten palaces treated Luo Cheng with great courtesy.
Doesn't that mean that the Ten Palaces of Hell and Luo Cheng are acquaintances?
In this case, will Luo Cheng have the WeChat account of the Tenth Palace King of Hell?
At the thought, Lin Hai became excited again. He quickly took out his phone again and found Luo Cheng's WeChat account.
Little Muddle-headed Fairy: Brother Luo Cheng, excuse me, do you have the WeChat account of the Ten O’clock King of Hell?
Luo Cheng: Sorry, although I know the Tenth Palace King of Hell, we have no friendship and have never added him on WeChat.
"Alas!" Lin Hai was suddenly disappointed, but there was nothing he could do.
Putting away his cell phone, Lin Hai suddenly said to Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin.
"Thank you two brothers for your hospitality. I have to say goodbye now!"
Seeing Lin Hai getting up to leave, Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin both stood up with surprised expressions on their faces.
"Brother Lin, why are you so urgent?"
Lin Hai gave a bitter smile and said to Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin.
"To be honest with you two brothers, I want to cross the Strait of Desolation and find the horse-faced and sinister commander on the battlefield."
"I have something important to ask to see King Qin Guang, and I want a handsome and sinister person to recommend him."
Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin were suddenly startled, with solemn expressions on their faces.
"You want to cross the Strait of Desolation?"
"Not bad!" Lin Hai nodded.
"The Desolate Strait is extremely dangerous. I'm afraid that if you go there, you will escape death!" Xu Maogong said with a worried look on his face.
Lin Hai narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, resolute and determined.
"Even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will go there!"
After Cheng Yaojin heard this, he slapped his thigh suddenly and said with an unhappy look on his face.
"If it weren't for the monk tribe still needing me, Old Cheng, to protect you, I would really like to come with you!"
Lin Hai smiled gratefully and hugged Cheng Yaojin.
"Brother Cheng, thank you for your kindness, but we need you more here!"
From the wine table just now, Lin Hai already knew how dangerous the situation of the Monk Alliance was.
The surrounding forces almost all want to engulf this smallest alliance.
If it weren't for Xu Maogong's city defense formation and Cheng Yaojin, who was a fourth-grade true immortal, I'm afraid the cultivators would have been wiped out long ago.
Xu Maogong suddenly raised his head and said towards Lin Haida.
"I have a friend in the Strait of Desolation. When you get there, you can ask him for help if you encounter danger."
"It's just that we haven't seen each other for many years, and I don't know how much of the old friendship is left."
"Better than nothing!"
As he spoke, Xu Maogong took out a token. A large word "Xu" above the token shone with a mysterious light.
"This is my token. If you are in danger or need help when you arrive at the Desolate Strait, you can go find a man named Gongsun Zhenjiang."
Lin Hai stretched out his hand, took the token, and gave Xu Maogong a fist.
"Thank you, Brother Xu!"
After saying that, Lin Hai clasped his fists towards Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin again.
"Brothers, Lin Hai takes leave!"
"We'll send you off!"
Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin stood up, sent Lin Hai to the door, opened the city defense formation, and walked out.
"Two brothers, Qingshan will not change..."
"Who is Cheng Yaojin? Get out of here!" Before Lin Hai finished speaking, a sharp shout suddenly sounded.
Then, a terrifying aura approached quickly, making San Cang suddenly startled.
He turned his head quickly and looked around, only to see a black fog sweeping in like a whirlwind, approaching in the blink of an eye.
Surrounded by black mist, a vague figure with sinister eyes was suspended in the air.
The rich death energy was swirling around his body like a substance, giving people a strong feeling of suffocation.
"Master!"
Lin Hai's pupils shrank, and he immediately felt an extremely dangerous aura from this person.
Cheng Yaojin, on the other hand, stared, took a step forward, and said with an unruly expression.
"I am Cheng Yaojin, what the hell are you!"
The blurry figure was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Cheng Yaojin curiously, showing disdain.
"I thought Cheng Yaojin was some great person. After all the trouble, he turned out to be a fourth-grade true immortal."
Phew~
Cheng Yaojin danced the double ax in his hand and shouted at the blurry figure.
"His grandma, stop pretending, who are you and what do you want with Lao Cheng?"
Whoosh!
Before the blurry figure could speak, another figure came quickly, approaching in the blink of an eye.
"Ancestor, your speed is too fast. I can't catch up even if I try my best!"
The visitor was panting and looked at the blurry figure with a flattering look on his face.
"Ghost King?!"
When Cheng Yaojin saw the visitor, his face suddenly changed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The Ghost King turned his head, looked at Cheng Yaojin, and smiled coldly.
"Lao Cheng, my ancestor came here in person, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
"Bah!" Cheng Yaojin immediately spat, his face full of sneers.
"Whoever comes over here, I, Old Cheng, are not vegetarians!"
The Ghost King heard this and hurriedly said to the blurry figure.
"Ancestor, if you kill Cheng Yaojin, no one in the cultivator tribe will be my opponent."
"I can guarantee that we will capture the ascetic tribe within a week and kill them all!"
"Very good!" The vague figure nodded, and then suddenly murderous intent rose into the sky.
"In that case, I will kill Cheng Yaojin!"
suck!
As soon as he finished speaking, the blurry figure suddenly disappeared, making Cheng Yaojin suddenly startled.
What a fast speed!
boom!
At this time, pressure as heavy as a mountain suddenly fell on Cheng Yaojin's head.
Then, a sharp black light came from the void and instantly enveloped Cheng Yaojin.
"open!!!"
Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly, and swung the ax in his hand. The tiger and the tiger were full of wind, and there was a sound of wind and thunder!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a powerful shock wave shook the sea water, causing the waves to surge into the sky.
The black light was struck by Cheng Yaojin's axe, and flew directly into the air, turning into a figure and falling back to the original place.
Cheng Yaojin also took half a step back, his body swaying, and fighting spirit boiling in his eyes!
"Made, you are so strong!"
“Come again!!!”
This time, Cheng Yaojin didn't wait for the blurry figure to take action, waving his ax and actually took the initiative to attack!
"Cut on the forehead!!!"
Cheng Yaojin roared, and the ax in his hand struck down sharply with a whistling sound like wind and thunder!