When Li Qiye heard Peng Zhuang's words, he felt confident. This was exactly what he had guessed. Now he could feel relieved. As long as he opened the first murderous tomb, he would be able to find the lost souls.
Island of Gods.
"Ha, Brother Li, don't listen to Peng Zhuang's boasting. At that time, when it got dark, there was nothing, let alone the stars, the sun and the moon. Everyone saw that the sky was pitch black. Listen to Zhi Lao and the others.
, they can’t even see through the sky when they open their eyes. Where do the stars come from?” A disciple shook his head and said with a smile.
"What I said is true." Peng Zhuang couldn't help but said loudly.
Li Qiye said with a smile: "I believe what Peng Zhuang said. The world is full of wonders. Strange things happen every day. It's not surprising that he sees strange things."
"Right, Brother Li believes in me, unlike you little brats." Peng Zhuang couldn't help but said proudly.
The other five disciples laughed, and one of the female disciples pursed her lips and chuckled, saying: "Brother Li just doesn't want to embarrass you, you still take it seriously."
They are from the same clan and have grown up together since childhood. They have a good relationship and it doesn't matter what kind of jokes they make.
"Are you guys deliberately making enemies of me?" Peng Zhuang glared and said, "Are you itchy and want me to beat you up?"
"Tch, you challenge five of us? Can you do it?" Another disciple laughed and said disdainfully.
Peng Zhuang looked fierce and said with a smile: "What's so great about fighting one against five? Today I will let you have a taste of my power."
Seeing the six of them bickering, Li Qiye couldn't help but smile. It was also a very happy thing to have several friends growing up together since childhood.
"Hey, aren't these a bunch of bumpkins from the Xueying Clan? How dare you run here." At this time, a sarcastic voice sounded.
I saw more than a dozen young people walking towards this side. There were both men and women. There was a cold air emanating from these more than a dozen young people, and there was a black cloud gathering above each of their heads.
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"Hmph, it turns out they are a group of boys from the Heiyun Ghost Clan. Could it be that Yehai is your place!" Upon seeing this group of young people, Peng Zhuang and the other six of them had no good expressions, and there was an atmosphere of tension between the two sides.
This group of young people are from the Black Cloud Ghost Clan. This clan is adjacent to the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, and the relationship between the two parties is not very good. Moreover, the Black Cloud Ghost Clan is stronger than the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan. In several conflicts, the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan was defeated.
This small loss made the disciples of the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan feel filled with anger.
The leader of this group of young people was the young master of the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan. He came forward with his disciples. He looked at Peng Zhuang and the others with disdain, and said proudly: "Ye Hai
This is not the place of our Black Cloud Ghost Clan, but even with the skills of you three-legged cats, you still dare to come to Fengdu City. Hey, listen to my kind advice. Go back to your hometown, otherwise you will die in Fengdu City.
It is a place where death has no burial.”
"None of your business." Peng Zhuang said with a sneer: "We can go wherever we like. Hey, you should be careful about your own safety!"
The group of young people laughed, with a provocative attitude. Among them, Young Master Heiyun looked at Peng Zhuang and the six of them, then at Li Qiye, smiled, shook his head, and said: "Peng Zhuang, we have strength in numbers.
, if we fight against you here, if word spreads, others will laugh at us for bullying the few."
"Sixteen or seventeen people are amazing." Peng Zhuang said angrily: "Seven of us can pick on you. We can fight three against each other. It's not a problem."
"Seven people?" A disciple of the Black Cloud Ghost Clan glanced at Li Qiye, laughed, pointed at Li Qiye and said: "Plus this human kid? Hey, Peng Zhuang, you Snow Shadow Ghost Clan are getting more and more...
He has no future, he is mixed up with the weak human race, he has lost the face of our ghost race."
"So what about the human race!" A disciple of the Xueying Clan said angrily: "As a ghost tribe, you are great. If you think you are great, go and challenge the Qianli River in Nanyaoyun or the Old Fairy Kingdom of Yushan!"
"Hey, why, you're not convinced." Young Master Heiyun said with a sneer: "You even protected a human boy with just a few words. Isn't it possible that you, the Snow Shadow Clan, can no longer survive in our Netherland, so you plan to go
Yaoyun joins the human race?"
In response to the provocation from Young Master Heiyun and the others, Li Qiye just smiled and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. For juniors of this level, he didn't even bother to argue with them.
"Bah, little nigger, if you have the ability, come out and challenge me." Peng Zhuang is also an outspoken person. The Black Cloud Ghost Clan and the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan have always been enemies. Now that Young Master Heiyun is so provocative, Peng Zhuang suddenly becomes confused.
He was furious in his heart and jumped out to fight Young Master Heiyun.
"Hey, Peng Zhuang, am I afraid that you won't succeed? Let's fight. I'll knock you down within three moves." Young Master Heiyun also had an imposing manner, stood up and said with a sneer.
"This is not the place to resolve the grievances between the two clans." At this moment, a cold and sweet voice sounded, and Qiurong Wanxue had already returned.
Seeing Qiurong Wanxue, Young Master Heiyun couldn't help but change his expression. Although Qiurong Wanxue is of the younger generation, she is the leader of the Xueying Ghost Clan. Her strength is the same as that of the elder of the Heiyun Ghost Clan.
quite.
"If you, the Black Cloud Ghost Clan, want to decide the outcome, I, the Xueying Clan, will be with you at any time." Qiurong Wanxue said slowly and solemnly, "I won't bully you as juniors, just call your clan leader."
"After leaving Fengdu City, our clan leader will ask the Qiurong clan leader for advice." Finally, Young Master Heiyun left these words and fled in despair with the other disciples.
"Humph, you coward." Peng Zhuang was still angry. If the clan leader hadn't been here, he would have given this pretty boy a lesson.
"Let's go, we have found a ferry boat." Qiurong Wanxue said to everyone.
Li Qiye and the others followed Qiurong Wanxue. There was already a ferry boat parked at a corner of the sea. At this time, there was a ferryman sitting on the ferryboat. The ferryman looked tall and thin like a bamboo pole. He wore a
With his head in his hat, he sat quietly at the stern of the boat.
When Qiu Rong Wanxue and the others approached, the ferryman glanced at Li Qiye and the others with his sinister eyes. Peng Zhuang and the others were glanced at by the ferryman, and they couldn't help but feel that their hair stood on end and their spines trembled.
"One drop of longevity blood per person per day, and the day ends, if you can gather enough for five people, you can go to sea." The ferryman said, his voice was like frost, cold and ruthless, making people feel chills down their spines.
"Everyone takes a drop of longevity blood." Qiurong Wanxue ordered everyone. As she said that, she took out a drop of her own longevity blood.
Peng Zhuang and the others all imitated the patriarch and took out a drop of their own longevity blood. For monks, longevity blood is very precious. However, Peng Zhuang and the others are all young people, and they will accumulate more longevity blood in the future.
, unlike the older generation of monks, whose longevity blood dries up as their vitality decreases after reaching a certain age.
If you want to take a ferry boat out to the Night Sea, you must pay the ferryman, and the reward the ferryman wants is neither the fine jade common among monks nor the night-yang fish common in Fengdu City, but longevity blood.
After everyone took out a drop of longevity blood and gave it to the ferryman, the ferryman opened his mouth and swallowed all the longevity blood. Seeing such a scene made Peng Zhuang and the other six young people feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.
Seeing the ferryman swallowing longevity blood, Peng Zhuang and the others understood why the ferryman looked different from the other people in Fengdu City. The original residents of Fengdu City looked bloodless, but the ferryman looked different.
They had weak blood energy. It turned out that they had eaten the longevity blood of the monks. No wonder they had weak blood energy.
After receiving longevity blood, the ferryman allowed Qiurong Wanxue and others to board the ship.
"Miss Qiurong, it's been a long time." Just when they first boarded the boat, they saw a group of people coming from a distance. This was another group of young people, both men and women.
This group of young people arrived at the beach in the blink of an eye. This group of young people was very energetic, and it was obvious at first glance that they were a group of good players. The leader of this group of young people was a young man wearing a dragon robe. This young man had a faint moonlight color on his body, which made him
The whole person looks handsome and eye-catching, and this young man has great blood and is definitely a master.
When the young man saw Qiurong Wanxue, he was immediately overjoyed. He was obviously very happy. He clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Miss Qiurong, you also want to go to sea. It happens that we are also going to sea. Why don't we go to the same boat?"
Qiurong Wanxue looked at them, shook her head gently and said, "Prince Yinyue, our boat can only hold seven or eight people. The prince should find another bigger ferry boat."
However, the prince still refused to give up. He looked at Li Qiye and said with a smile: "Brother from the human race, I am anxious to go out to sea to catch night fish. Why don't you give up your position to me and I will reward you."
Li Qiye looked at the prince, then at Qiurong Wanxue. The old god was there. He shook his head gently and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to go to sea."
When Li Qiye said this, the prince was obviously displeased, but he didn't get angry.
"Prince Yin Yue, I'd like to say goodbye. I'll take the first step." Qiurong Wanxue didn't want to entangle any more and ordered the ferryman to sail the boat.
Although the prince was not very willing, he had no choice but to clasp his fists and say goodbye.
The ferryman sat at the stern of the boat and gently rocked the ferry boat into the night sea.
"Who were those people just now?" Li Qiye sat with Peng Zhuang, glanced at Qiurong Wanxue sitting on the bow of the boat, and said with a smile.
"He is the prince of the Yinyue Ghost Clan. The Yinyue Ghost Clan is considered a second-rate sect in Youjiang, and its strength is very impressive." After saying this, Peng Zhuang glanced at the clan leader sitting in front, and then lowered his voice.
He said in a low voice: "The prince of the Yinyue Ghost Clan likes our clan leader very much and always wants to pursue our clan leader..."
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