"Senior Brother, what are you doing? You were having a really comfortable drive."
Yan Zheng was somewhat disappointed because the cloud boat was forcibly stopped.
Wu Er, who was sitting steadily on the cloud boat, patted his chest and said, "You're comfortable, but I'm about to become a ghost."
"Senior Brother, what are you saying? If you become a ghost, even Yama, the King of Hell, wouldn't dare to take you in."
Yan Zheng waved his hand and said.
"I don't care whether Yama will accept me or not, I'm going down."
As he spoke, Wu Er stood up, used brute force to lift the upper deck of the cloud boat, and then flew out, breathing in the fresh air outside.
Yan Zheng also flew out of the cloud boat, looked at Wu Er, and said, "Senior Brother, why are you dizzy? I haven't even reached the highest speed yet."
Listen to this, is this even human language?
Not driving at top speed?
Even without going at top speed, Wu Er was already thrown into internal injury. If it went at top speed, he might just be knocked out.
"Um?"
Just as he was taking a deep breath, Wu Er sensed something was wrong.
The air around here is filled with a smell—the smell of demons.
Wu Er was puzzled. There were usually very few people here, and it was near Pengshan Gate, so how could there be a demonic smell?
Thinking he had smelled something wrong, Wu Er took another careful sniff of the surrounding air.
This time it's confirmed, there must be a monster around here!
Moreover, such a strong demonic aura could not have been emitted by a mere minor demon; this demon seemed to be a demon king at the Dao Integration Realm.
At this point, Wu Er remembered something else.
When he returned from exorcising the demon, he met Xiao Mingmu.
Xiao Mingmu said that Wu Er had missed a Dao-level demon king...
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