"There is a monster attack. Everyone, hurry up and get to the deck!"
"The monsters are rioting, everyone should be careful."
Waves of noisy sounds came, and before Wang Fan had time to make a move, his mental power swept away countless monks and rushed towards the deck crazily.
Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, and without any hesitation, he rushed out with Su Luoyan.
He had some doubts in his heart. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't there be very few bandits and monsters interested in trading ships like this?
Why did this merchant ship suffer two waves of attacks in less than a year?
The most important thing is that, according to Su Luoyan, this is far from reaching the dangerous area.
Before reaching the dangerous area, we have already been attacked by two waves of bandits and monsters. If we reach the dangerous area, is it okay?
When Wang Fan and others rushed onto the deck, they saw countless monks crowded on the deck.
In front of the merchant ship, hundreds of huge monster beasts were blocking the way, giving people an extremely heavy sense of oppression.
Each of these hundreds of monsters is as big as a small mountain, and their bodies are filled with a violent and ferocious aura, which is extremely penetrating.
Among them, there are tigers with two heads, giant apes, and vultures that look like dark clouds.
In short, all of them are ferocious birds and beasts, as if they come from ancient times, and they are very terrifying.
In front of these monsters is a strong man with the head of a bear and the body of a bear. The strong man is obviously a monster, but he can already half-transform into a human form.
The aura on his body is even more terrifying. According to Wang Fan's guess, he has reached at least the seventh level of the Holy Realm, and may even have reached the eighth level of the Holy Realm.
"Heimeng, what do you mean by this? Do you want to break the agreement and start a war with us?"
An extremely angry voice came, and Wang Fan discovered that there were more than ten people in front of the monster with a bear head and body.
These dozen people were all wearing the robes of merchant marine deacons, and the leader was a middle-aged male cultivator.
The middle-aged male cultivator exudes a powerful aura, and his strength has reached the eighth level of the Holy Realm. He is obviously the top guardian strongman on the merchant ship.
As for the deacons around the middle-aged male cultivator, although they are slightly weaker, they are all strong men at the fifth and sixth levels of the Holy Realm. They are also a tyrannical force that cannot be ignored.
The demonic beast with a bear head and body heard the middle-aged male cultivator's words, grinned and laughed, "Hu Qi, this time I acted privately and has nothing to do with the mountains."
"I heard that there are wealthy monks on your merchant ship, and they actually have tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones."
"My requirements are not high. As long as I produce 10 million low-grade immortal stones, I will stop meddling and retreat immediately. How about that?"
The black sound of the monster beast was like a loud bell, and the sound spread out like thunder, even penetrating the sound insulation restrictions on the merchant ship.
Some of the weaker ones on the deck could only feel their blood boiling uncontrollably, and almost coughed up blood and fell to the ground.
The middle-aged monk, Hu Qi, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when he heard this, and shouted angrily, "Who did you hear this from? Why didn't I know?"
"Hu Qi, don't let anyone provoke you. After all, we have a deal and an agreement. If we break up, it will be bad for everyone."
While Hu Qi was talking, he was also cursing in his heart, which bastard was harming him?
Even he would be jealous of tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones, let alone others. If this kind of thing spreads, I am afraid that all kinds of ghosts and snakes will come to fight against the autumn wind.
"Hu Qi, so you are not willing to give the Immortal Stone to me?" Heimeng's tone became deeper, and he was filled with murderous intent.
At the same time, the monsters around him also exuded murderous intent and were cruel and violent.
The war seems to be about to break out!
Hu Qi's face was even more ugly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I don't know about it at all. What's more, if there is really such a wealthy monk, he will take our merchant ship?"
Facing such a large group of monsters, he did have a headache. After all, it was difficult to deal with them.
This Heimeng is a beast king in the wild mountains hundreds of millions of miles away. His conduct is comparable to that of an eighth-level monk in the Holy Realm.
It appears here now. It is obviously prepared and does not want other beast kings to know about it.
If it were just a black man, it would be easy to say that it would not be impossible to kill him if we tried all our means.
But there is a more powerful beast king behind Heimeng. It is said that Dao Xing is already comparable to a ninth-level Saint Realm powerhouse. Once that beast king takes action, they will really be doomed.
"Don't know?" Heimeng's nose was filled with smoke and he looked very disdainful. "Since you don't know, how about you let me go up and search for it myself?"
"I promise that as long as you don't do anything, I will never hurt anyone. As long as I can't find anything, I will evacuate immediately without any nonsense."
Hu Qi frowned slightly and asked the Heimeng merchant ship to search. Wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house?
What if someone without eyesight offends this guy and is slapped to death?
If ordinary monks were shot to death, Hu Qi might not care, but he knew that there were a few people on the merchant ship with very unusual identities. Once they were shot to death, he would also be in great trouble.
"Lord Heimeng, I know who is most likely to have tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones!"
Just when Hu Qi was riding a tiger and didn't know how to deal with it, suddenly, a sudden voice came, attracting all their attention.
Hearing this voice, Wang Fan couldn't help but feel his heart sink, and immediately felt that something was wrong.
Because he knew this person, it was Mo Tian, the second-level deacon of the Holy Realm who had a problem with him before.
Although Mo Tian is also a merchant ship steward, his cultivation is only at the second level of the Saint Realm. Facing a terrifying and powerful monster like Heimeng, he is not qualified at all. Perhaps he dare not go out and can only stay on the deck.
"Mo Tian, don't be ridiculous. Do you know the consequences of lying?" After Hu Qi came to his senses, he scolded Mo Tian coldly, looking very unhappy.
After all, this kind of thing is no joke, if it goes wrong, it will lead to a bloody battle.
Heimeng also grinned and gave a weird laugh, and looked at Mo Tian, "Oh, really, then tell me, who is most likely to have tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones?"
Although he was smiling, he gave Mo Tian a creepy feeling.
Especially the eyes like bells and the teeth as white as snow made Mo Tian, a second-level Saint Realm expert, feel so uncomfortable that he almost didn't dare to move.
Despite this, Mo Tian still gritted his teeth and pointed at Wang Fan, "It's him, it's him. He most likely has tens of millions of low-grade immortal stones."
Now that things have happened, it is useless for Mo Tian to regret it anymore. He has finally given up.
Wang Fan couldn't help but become furious after hearing this.
This bastard obviously wants to kill the beast king with the help of his hands.
He didn't even wait for Heimeng to look at him, and rushed to the front of the merchant ship. He said respectfully to Heimeng, "Sir, he is spitting blood. I am willing to go out and let you check."
Wang Fan said, already walking out of the deck, and at the same time said again, "I accidentally offended him on the merchant ship before. He obviously thinks that you are easy to fool, and wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife!"
As soon as Wang Fan said these words, Mo Tian's entire face turned pale.
Wang Fan actually said that he thought Heimeng was easy to fool and wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife. This was simply harming him!
It is conceivable that once the black hole cannot find low-grade immortal stones on Wang Fan, then he, Mo Tian, will be the first to be beheaded.
Compared to Mo Tian's fear, Su Luoyan was even more worried.
That was the Beast King at the eighth level of the Holy Realm, and now Wang Fan actually took the initiative to step forward and let him check.
Let's not say that Wang Fan really has a low-grade immortal stone on his body. Even if he doesn't, once the beast king slaps Wang Fan to death out of displeasure, Wang Fan's death will be in vain.