Mo Zun and others were standing on the Mo family's warship, holding on to the side of the boat with both hands. Their faces were pale and there was indescribable fear in their eyes amid the waves that were more than ten meters high.
"What on earth is going on? How could such terrifying waves appear in Wonderland? What on earth is going on?!!!!!!!!!"
Mo Zun opened his mouth wide and let out a hoarse roar.
They have never seen such terrifying natural ocean changes in the South China Sea Wonderland.
This is simply the power to destroy heaven and earth!
In addition to the shock that the ocean storm brought to him, what made him feel even more dizzy was that such a terrifying natural scene had never appeared in the wonderland of the South China Sea.
His thoughts at the moment were exactly the same as Mr. Long and Bu Yingjiu.
Could it be said that the innate formation has failed and the South China Sea Wonderland will no longer exist?
"Look, even God won't let you go, where are you going to go?"
Ming Fang, who knew the truth about the formation, stood on the pier with a smile and his hands behind his hands, looking playfully at the Mo family masters who were lifted more than ten meters into the air by the huge waves and who were on the boat, unconscious.
As a low-level monk, he would always grovel when he saw these people, wishing he could kneel on the ground to say hello.
When have you ever seen these powerful men who are usually aloof and arrogant looking like this?
Moreover, it was still in front of him.
"You, what on earth are you going to do?!"
Mo Zun couldn't stand it anymore. The attack of natural disasters and the fear deep in his heart made him completely abandon his identity at this moment. He stared at Mingfang with red eyes: "Don't tell me that you caused this wave.
Yes! This is impossible! You can’t lie to me!”
How could such a horrific natural disaster occur in the South China Sea Wonderland protected by the innate magic circle?
How can this be?!
Mo Zun couldn't believe it, and he was even less willing to accept it.
"It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. If you insist on leaving, then go ahead. I have to go back and call some people over. There are so many people on your boat and there are so many corpses in a while. Just a few of us can't do it."
It’s so good…”
Mingfang gave a mocking laugh, turned around and walked out.
"Stop! I'll give you all these goods!"
"But the premise is that you can make this storm stop! Can you do it?"
Mo Zun roared.
He did not believe that the casual cultivator in front of him, who lived at the bottom of the island and was not even an ant in his eyes, could control such a terrifying sea storm.
But now, he had to give it a try.
Otherwise, this storm will not only tear his body to pieces, but also destroy his nerves.
"Are you sure?"
Mingkata stopped and looked back: "There is a lot of cargo on this ship. Just leave it to me. Aren't you afraid that Mo Wanqian will cause trouble for you when we go back?"
After all, Mo Zun is just a manager under Mo Wanqian. He is only responsible for the transportation and handover of these goods, but does not have direct processing rights.
If he just dumped all the cargo on the ship at Longhu Island, he would definitely be questioned by Mo Wanqian when he went back.
"You don't need to worry about it. I have been following Island Master Mo for decades, and I can still do this. But if you dare to break your promise..."
He also wanted to threaten Mingfang, but Mingfang smiled and shook his head in disappointment at him: "I like what my island master said. You don't even look like begging for help. Why should I listen to you?"
, I’d better go call someone and prepare to collect the body for you.”
