The slovenly Taoist who called himself Lao Daojiang Parade was shaken from his knees, and then he trembled and cried out.
"The three Immortal Lords didn't know something, and the little old Taoist was forced to do nothing. He was intercepted by them and had no other choice, so he had no choice but to seek refuge. If the three immortal monarchs were still extremely angry, they could kill the little old Dao at any time.
kill."
Jian Wushuang and Jiang Liyan looked at each other and said coldly, "Leave."
"Thank you to the three immortal kings for their kindness." The sloppy Taoist bowed deeply before getting up from the sky, his face full of gratitude.
Only then did Jian Wushuang see the true face of this veteran.
A head of disheveled withered hair was casually pulled back by a bone hairpin, revealing a face with sunken eyes and dry yellow eyes, and two mustaches that added a bit of wretchedness.
And under the open Taoist robe, a pair of lean ribs were exposed, which made Jian Wushuang a little doubtful as to how this guy had survived to this day.
Yan Hui curled his lips, then turned around to leave.
Just when they all started to leave, Lao Daojiang Xingxing, who was standing there with no intention of leaving, suddenly said, "Three Immortal Lords, what do you have to do?"
"If you don't want to die, just leave on your own." Jian Wushuang left these words without looking back, and then set off.
Lao Dao Jiangxing seemed to be hesitating about something. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Three Immortal Lords, Xiao Lao Dao has been traveling here for several years and is familiar with every place. If necessary, I am willing to follow you."
Jian Wushuang quietly stopped.
The next moment, 36,000 sword intents burst out from his body, strangulating Xiang Jiangxing directly.
Seeing the overwhelming terrifying sword intent, Lao Daojiang Xingxing did not run away in a hurry, but closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.
The sky and the earth shook, and the endless sea stirred up huge waves.
Time seemed to have stopped. At this moment, the thirty-six thousand sword intent did not slash towards Jiang Xing, but hovered in front of him.
Then thousands of sword intentions converged into one.
Jian Wushuang came to him, reached out and grabbed the collar of his Taoist robe, and lifted it up.
"What is your purpose?"
Jiang Youyou even said something awkward, "I, I have no purpose, I just want to repay the life-saving grace of the three immortal kings..."
"No need, if you say any more nonsense, the sword will strike you." Jian Wushuang said coldly, and then threw it away.
Jiang Youyou was speechless, and finally murmured, "But I..."
Jian Wushuang turned around and was about to leave, but he stopped and said in a solemn voice, "How sure are you that you will find a Dayan Immortal in this endless sea?"
He was startled, then quickly reacted and said, "It's difficult to return to Immortal Lord, but if the conditions are extended to this area, it shouldn't be a particularly difficult task, because this is a place where Yanxian can stay.
Not many, and I happen to know them all.”
"Who does the Immortal Lord want to find?"
Jian Wushuang ignored him and said, "Don't ask so many questions if you shouldn't know. Come with us."
…
On the boundless sea surface, the sloppy old Dao Jiang parade followed closely behind Jian Wushuang and the others.
At the same time, he waved his hand and took out something from the tattered robe, and then threw it on the sea. In an instant, it rose a hundred feet in the storm, forming a true treasure ship.
"The three Immortal Lords will board the real ship. In order to avoid some blind Dayan Immortals interrupting the trip, it is the best choice to go by boat."
Jian Wushuang did not hesitate too much, and then took Jiang Liyan back to board the ship.
A million miles away in the blink of an eye, the real treasure ship shuttled back and forth at extremely fast speeds.
Jiang Youyou sat on the bow of the boat and concentrated on controlling the direction. Jian Wushuang immediately walked forward and asked.
"Have you ever seen a nine-turn Dayan Immortal in this heaven who has been traumatized and has nine colorful feathers in his hair?"
"I've never seen it, but in the next sea area we reach, there should be the person that the Immortal Lord wants to find." Jiang Youyou said very simply.
Jian Wushuang was not too disappointed when he heard this. After all, the news about Di Qing was too insignificant for this endless sea.
"Don't worry. If your friend has suffered some trauma, he probably won't be too far away from here. Maybe he can find him when he gets to the next place." Yan Hui patted his shoulder and consoled him.
Jian Wushuang nodded. At this point, he could only go looking for it under the guidance of Jiang Youyou.
However, after traveling through the vast sea plane, Jiang Xingxing, who was concentrating on controlling the real ship, suddenly changed his expression drastically.
"No, there are changes ahead."
As his words fell, the extremely vast sea plane suddenly shook, as if a terrifying existence had awakened under the sea!
Billions of feet of dust surged up, like a heavenly gate rising from the sea. It was terrifying and strange to the extreme.
An unimaginable force of oppression came, and the sea water gate composed of hundreds of millions of feet of dust completely surrounded the True Treasure Ship.
At this moment, even the sky darkened.
Standing at the bow of the ship, except for Jian Wushuang, Jiang Liyanhui looked solemn, and his palms had quietly clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"How could such a strange phenomenon occur, and how could there be Yanxian controlling this sea area?" Yan Hui murmured, and then looked at Jiang Xingyou who was sitting on the bow of the boat.
But he quickly denied that it was Jiang Youyou who was causing trouble. After all, he was only a Level 6 Dayan Immortal, and he couldn't afford to cause such a big splash.
Jiang Youyou also said in a trembling voice at this time, "Fellow Immortal Lords, what should we do next?"
Yan Hui ignored him and looked at Jian Wushuang, "You will follow us later, be sure not to get contaminated by the sea water."
Jian Wushuang nodded, and his whole body had quietly gathered an invisible momentum.
At this moment, Jiang Liyan returned, all ready to go, ready to cut through the sea curtain.
There is almost no possibility of evading the Tianmen Sea Curtain, which is hundreds of millions of feet high. The only option is to resist forcefully.
While they were all extremely solemn, only Lao Daojiang, who was lying on the bow of the boat, showed an unusually calm look on his face.
Behind, to the left, to the left, and on all sides, the sea curtain of the Tianmen, hundreds of millions of feet high, crashed down at this moment.
The situation was as terrifying as the mountains and the sea were about to collapse, and it was like facing the siege of thousands of Dayan Immortals, so Jian Wushuang did not dare to slack off at all.
But the next moment, something unexpected happened. Jiang Xingxing, who was originally lying in the boat, suddenly swooped down on him and shouted, "There is something unexpected happening in the boundless sea, and none of us can escape!"
It was not until this moment that Jian Wushuang suddenly realized that this terrifying and strange scene was not real, but an illusion!
Such a heavenly illusion actually deceived them all!
"You old dog, I can't spare you!" Jian Wushuang was extremely angry.