Qingge got up and walked to the front of the ship, hung the flags in the Hefeng Sea on the pole, and the wind blew and kept swaying.
She looked up and saw that the flag reflected the word "he wind".
"It's time to set off." Liu Yan'er stood beside Qingge, looked at the flag with him, and said.
Behind Qingge, Xiao Shanyan, Feng Guardian and others were also there.
Qingge smiled slightly, his voice as clear as cold. He saw her raising her jade hand lightly and shouting loudly: "Set the sail, set sail."
The ship made a dull thunderous rumbling sound, and the hull trembled, heading towards the sea, heading towards the Fuling Land.
The size of the ships of the major lords symbolizes the identity of the lords in the sea.
Among them, King Apocalypse has six large ships, which are extremely large, sprayed with black paint, and then carved the three words King Apocalypse with gilded carvings. When the battle is fought, the horn sounds and sets sail in the wind.
Each of these six large ships can accommodate 50,000 cultivators. Even so, the inside of the ship is not crowded.
The steamship in the Hefeng Sea can accommodate thousands of people, and is considered the lowest-ranked ship among the thirty-one lords.
In the boundless sea, this ship with thousands of cultivators looks like a leaf, swinging with the wind.
The wind full of dreams leaps across the sea and mountains.
Everyone is looking forward to tomorrow and hates the future.
Qingge pursed her lips and clasped her hands tightly.
There is no right or wrong in the world, good or evil, only strong or weak.
Everyone feels that they are the most innocent and will never see the disgusting side.
It is precisely because of this that those evil people who are unforgivable and disgusted will be clamoring with justice.
"Do you believe in the cycle of reincarnation in the heavens, and the king of the underworld will take the lives of evil people?" Liu Yan'er asked.
Qingge curled her lips and smiled coldly, "I believe." However, when she met a villain, all she had to do was to send the other party to see the King of Hell within her ability.
"I heard from the older generation of people in the Holy Dragon Continent that if people do bad things, they will go to hell. Hell is divided into eighteen levels. People like me who kill countless people should go to hell.
?”
Liu Yan'er stepped on the railing at the front of the ship. The sea breeze hit, and her black hair floated back like algae, and her wide red sleeves were filled with wind.
Xiao Shanyan looked at Liu Yan'er from afar.
He had never had close contact with Liu Yan'er. These days, he and Liu Yan'er faced each other day, and the feeling that was about to emerge was getting stronger and more obvious.
Qingge turned around and looked at Liu Yan'er and smiled, "If we can go to hell together, what's the point?"
She is never afraid of hardships, she is only left after all the hardships.
The loneliness that is so cold that it is too cold to think about it is terrible.
Liu Yan'er didn't say anything, but she smiled even more happily.
Heroes always appreciate each other, such as her and Ye Qingge.
The Apocalypse Sea is very big, and the sailboat has not encountered any other lord's ship two days ago.
On the third day, I was getting closer and closer to the Fuling Land, and you could see the outline of the Fuling Land when you stood on the bow of the boat.
The Fuling Land is located in the North Sea of Tianqi, and covers a large area. The most peculiar thing is that the Fuling Land is located on the Tianqi Sea, with jungle and mountains and desert rainforests. It is said that the Fuling Land has the inheritance of ancient treasures.
The Mansion Land is close to the Jiuzhou Empire. It was originally the territory of Jiuzhou, but it was seized by the King of Apocalypse.
The Eleventh Reconciliation Frost Flowers went to find the place where the Sankeng Grass was also Beihai.
Singing lightly stood in the wind, standing with your hands behind your back, looking into the distance.
Finally, the ship arrived at the Fuling Land.
He and the sailboat were about to lean against each other, but a double-large ship hit directly.
The singer held the railing and stabilized his body. He looked at him with a slanted look. Huang Dalong on the other ship smiled so much that he was so exaggerating that he showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.
"The spiritual land of the mansion, the ruthless battlefield for the survival of pirates and cultivators. Master Yue, listen to my advice from Brother Long, where can I go back? Don't embarrass you here." Huang Dalong looked at Hefeng, full of all his eyes."
He looked disdainful, "I am so embarrassed to take it out just like this broken ship? I'm really not afraid of being embarrassed."
Qingge looked up at Huang Dalong, and pulled the corner of his mouth, and a bitter sound came out of his lips, "It seems that Lord Huang can only find a sense of existence from us. Indeed, Brother Huang, you are in the 35th Lord of the Apocalypse Sea.
, If there are any problems in the sea in the future, I will have to find Brother Huang to seek the scriptures." Qingge's cheeks were covered with a cold mask.
Wearing a mask, she is the moon master in the Hefeng Sea.
Taking off her mask, she was a cultivator from the lower plane.
Qingge turned his head and looked at Liu Yan'er. The two of them smiled tacitly. Qingge said, "I have heard that Huang Dalong, the 35th Lord of the Apocalypse Sea, has had a few deals with Brother Huang. I really feel famous.
It’s better to meet, and meeting is even better. Brother Huang deserves to be the 35th lord, and it’s no exaggeration to be.”
Liu Yan'er stepped on the railing, revealing her slender and white legs. She raised her jaw and glanced at Huang Dalong. Her smile was full of beauty and charming face. Her thin lips moved and said, "My Master Xiahefeng, I have seen the 35th Sea of Apocalypse
Lord.”
Huang Dalong's face turned black, and the smile on his cheeks completely frozen.
He loves to play with the weak ones the most. If one day he is teased by the weak ones, he will never agree!
Qingge shrugged, took Liu Yan'er's words, and looked at Huang Dalong innocently, "Brother Huang, please tell me how you can become the 35th Lord of the Apocalypse Sea? Brother Huang's successful experience,
I have to listen carefully.”
Huang Dalong was originally a irritable person. He was constantly ridiculed by Qingge and Liu Yan'er with the words "Thirty-five Lords" as a joke. He was furious and furious. A pair of eyes ignited a raging flame, and he was so angry that one Buddha left his body.
Ascension to heaven.
What he despised the most was the last rank of the Thirty-six Lords of the Apocalypse Sea. Ye Qingge and the others were fine. How could they bear it if they were left and right?
He Xilou stood in front of the door, looking at Qingge who blocked Huang Dalong speechlessly, and smiled helplessly.
What a dark-hearted little girl, she has the ability to make people angry and not worth their life.
She knew where Huang Dalong's sore spot was, so she stepped on it while chatting and laughing.
Huang Dalong is a man with a high mind and low vision. Although he is the fate of the thirty-five lords, he has always fantasized about one day becoming the leader of the Eight Kings of the Apocalypse Sea.
After all, this person is always a good thing to have dreams, which means he is young.
The reason why Huang Dalong had such a dream was because of his name.
Dragon or big dragon, it sounds like an extraordinary person, and he is destined to have an extraordinary life.
He, Huang Dalong, was destined to be vigorous and vigorous.
But at this moment, Qingge's eyes turned pale, and she wanted to jump over the steamer and kill the girl opposite.
Especially Qingge's smile, it looks so dazzling.
"The stinky girls are stinky girls, and you don't know until they die." Huang Dalong said sarcastically: "After going to the spiritual land of the mansion, you will know how cruel this battlefield is. The Sea of Apocalypse cannot tolerate you people at all."