"alright."

Seeing that Chao Yue and others had completely disappeared into the clouds, Daoyu Zhenren changed his mind and said, "Continue to set out, go east and pass through this West Sea area to the destination!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples were a little excited.

Ji Huanchen's eyes shone with a hint of desire, and said, "We have been in this journey for more than two months without realizing it, and it is finally coming."

Zhu Ling subconsciously reached out and touched the five or six bulging storage bags hanging around her waist, smiled and said, "After arriving, you must first sell the spirit beast materials and magic spirits in the storage bag on your body, and you can make a lot of money again!"

"Junior Brother Mo Bei, you should have brought a lot of spiritual beast materials, right?"

As Zhu Ling spoke, she slowly turned her head and looked at Mo Bei with a close smile on her face.

"I don't know which family Is this Mo Bei's disciple or the closed disciple of an elder. He actually has a third-level fourth-level divine sword!" This thought passed by Zhu Ling's mind.

Her eyes looked at Mo Bei became more and more hot.

"Me? It's okay." Mo Bei replied lightly. As he spoke, he glanced at the storage bag wrapped around Zhu Ling's waist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart:

"This Zhu Ling is interesting. It turns out that this is moving. She brings so many sword spirit materials. If she gives her enough storage bags, would she move the entire Taixu Sect to sell?"

At this time, Chen Xuanyuan came over, smiled apologized to everyone, and interrupted, "Yes, when we arrive at the destination, we can have a good rest."

But as soon as he spoke, the whole giant elephant flying boat calmed down.

All the disciples turned sideways and chatted with each other, as if they hadn't heard Chen Xuanyuan talking at all, completely ignoring him.

For a moment, Chen Xuanyuan felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and stood there without knowing what to do.

Zhu Ling's eyes swept across him, and a hint of contempt flowed out of her eyes. She snorted and ignored her. She approached Mo Bei and smiled charmingly:

"Hehe, Junior Brother Mo Bei, you are so powerful, unlike some people who are greedy for life and fear of death. Thanks to your care along the way, how should you thank you?"

Mo Bei waved his hand and smiled lightly, "It's not worth mentioning. You and I are brothers from the same school, so it's time to take care of each other."

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. Chen Xuanyuan was secretly mocked by Zhu Ling, and his heart was already filled with anger. Hearing Mo Bei say this, his whole face suddenly pulled down, he snorted heavily, narrowed his eyes and glared at him, and walked to the side.

"Senior Sister has nothing to repay you here, so why not do this, well... After you arrive at your destination, you come to your senior sister. Senior Sister happened to practice a secret technique of furnace and cauldron, which can help your junior brother increase his strength..." Zhu Ling's eyes appeared in her eyes, deliberately approaching Mo Bei, her eyes were as water, and she looked at Mo Bei with a soft voice.

"Ahem!"

Mo Bei almost choked in one breath, coughed twice, and looked at Zhu Ling in surprise. He thought to himself: "This senior sister is too casual."

However, Mo Bei is not a conservative and old-fashioned person after all. He probably understands the world of immortal cultivation: "The cruelty of this world of immortal cultivation, and the principle that the strong are respectful is fully expressed here."

"I'm afraid that this Zhu Ling's kindness is false. After seeing my third and fourth-level divine sword, I thought I was a child of a certain family or a closed disciple of the elder. I wanted to get close to me, right?"

"It's nothing wrong with her. The world of cultivation is not bound by worldly customs. Female people are ultimately weak in the world of cultivation."

"However, just saying this in front of everyone. Zhu Ling is indeed a bit shocking." Mo Bei smiled bitterly in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about how to answer her.

suddenly--

A powerful pressure, from far to near, was like a surging wave, pressing towards everyone. It suppressed everyone's hearts, making people feel so depressed that they could not breathe.

In an instant, Mo Bei and others' faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly looked at the source of the pressure.

Then I saw the clouds floating above the sky suddenly burst open.

Then, several human figures turned into light and broke free from the clouds and mist, and rushed towards the giant elephant flying boat where they were.

As they approached, the power also turned into thunder. The sky was buzzing, and the explosions kept making. If the muffled thunder sounded, the souls of Mo Bei and others felt a little trembling.

I don’t know whether this dull explosion sound was the sound of the powerful force tearing the air apart during the process of controlling the air, or the invisible pressure, or the thunder bursting sound that turned into.

The eyes of Daoyu Zhenren narrowed, and the indifference on his face was restrained, and replaced by an extremely serious expression.

Without the instructions from Tao Yu Zhenren, all the disciples on the Giant Elephant Flying Boat subconsciously sacrificed their own magic sword, grabbed the magic sword, and began to make gestures in their hands.

There was an idea in everyone's mind - the person who came was not kind.

Mo Bei controlled the magic sword in his hand, and then he felt that he had some support. He took advantage of the slowdown of the oncoming cultivators and looked carefully.

Those cultivators, three men and five women, were all wearing brocade robes and colorful ribbons. With every move, they exuded a vague fairy spirit and walked in the air with their feet. They seemed to be slow in their bodies, but in fact they were extremely fast!

This speed, if it shrinks into an inch, a distance of thousands of feet is actually a short breath, and the void has already passed by.

"Who are these people? Such an arrogant and terrifying arrogance. I'm afraid that the Foundation Establishment Cultivators are afraid of them." Mo Bei's thoughts changed sharply, and he subconsciously looked at the white-clothed deacon in the Foundation Establishment Period of Taixu Sect beside him.

The white-clothed deacon in the Foundation Establishment Period turned pale, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to sacrifice his magical sword, as if he was facing a great enemy!

The three male cultivators on the opposite side squinted their eyes and looked at the giant elephant flying boat together.

In his eyes, the light was light and dark, and there was a hint of badness.

But when their eyes swept over the giant elephant flying boat and finally fell on Daoyu Zhenren, they stiffened with the expression on their faces.

The arrogance as arrogant as terrifying waves emanated from them, and it disappeared a lot in a moment, but it did not all dissipate. Mo Bei and others still felt that their spiritual sense was suppressed and they were extremely uncomfortable.

The eight cultivators who came from bad luck also sacrificed their magical swords.

For a moment, the sword intent permeated.

Both sides didn't say a word, but-

The two auras rose wildly, almost overturning the sky, colliding with each other, suppressing it.

The atmosphere was tense in a line, and the temperature seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees, making people feel a sense of coldness falling into the ice cellar.

Both sides were on guard against each other and on guard. But in the end, neither side took action.

The group of people, like immortals, slowly passed by the giant elephant flying boat with their swords, and then activated their spiritual energy and rushed out wildly, disappearing from the edge of the sky in the blink of an eye.

It was not until they disappeared that everyone completely let go and showed a look of lingering fear.

Even Daoyu Zhenren subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and his expression returned to his usual calmness.

"Who are these people? Why do you feel that they are very bad to us?" Seeing this scene, Mo Bei asked in a low voice.

Zhu Ling and others also looked at Daoyu Zhenren.

Zhu Ling took over the conversation and nodded and said, "Yes, I saw that these people also use divine swords. I thought they were all Sword Sects, just like us, and they were people in the right path. They turned out to be Demon Sects."

Daoyu Zhenren stroked his beard, turned around, looked at the places where those people disappeared, and said with a heavy tone:

"Yes, these people are from the Sword Sect."

"Ah?" Mo Bei looked stunned: "There is also a Sword Sect in the Demon Sect?"

Daoyu Zhenren sighed, squinted his eyes, and sneered, "There are naturally sword sects among the Demon Sect. However, these people came from the righteous door, Penglai Sword Sect. They are not the Demon Sect."

"The disciples of this sect have elegant sword skills, like dreams, and like fairies. The poem in the sect is: the breeze and bright moon shine on the heart, and the sword immortal comes out of Penglai.

If you meet them in the future, remember to be careful everywhere. It is best to avoid it. Otherwise, the Penglai Sword Sect will most likely attack you." Daoyu Zhenren told everyone earnestly.

The disciples all showed strange expressions and looked at each other.

A disciple asked, "Uncle Master, the Penglai Sword Sect is the same as us, why should we attack us?"

The eyes of Daoyu Zhenren showed a cold light and sneered: "It is precisely because they are the right way. The people in the Penglai Sword Sect are cruel and ruthless. They have always wanted to replace our four major sword sects and become the leader of the sword sect. In terms of black heart, they are even better than those of the Demon Sect!"

"The Demon Sect is a real villain, but this Penglai Sword Sect is a typical hypocrite, so you need to be more careful!"

"Do you understand?" Daoyu Zhenren's eyes were like a torch, and he swept past everyone.

All the disciples lowered their heads and said respectfully: "I will remember what Uncle Master said in my heart."

"What a pity, it's a pity,"

Daoyu Zhenren nodded first, then shook his head, showing regret, and said, "The other party has only three Jindan Zhenren, and his cultivation is only at the first and second level. I originally wanted to kill them all!"

"But once the fight starts, you will definitely die. Otherwise, how could you let them go so cheaply? Hum!"

Zhenren Daoyu seemed a little angry: "Forget it, let them go for the mission this time. If I meet you next time, I will never stop!"

Listening to the words of Daoyu Zhenren from beginning to end, Mo Bei, who was standing on the deck of the giant elephant flying boat, couldn't help but tremble in his heart. For some reason, he felt a chill, spreading all over his body, and he had goose bumps.

"This world of immortal cultivation is really cruel! Not only is there a distinction between good and evil, but you have to be careful of people among the same paths. Hypocrites are always more terrifying and hateful than real villains!"

Mo Bei secretly reminded himself in his heart: "In the future, in this world of immortal cultivation, you must be cautious and not trust anyone easily, otherwise you will become a stepping stone for others to cultivate immortality!"
Chapter completed!