Chapter 717: Traveling Together 2



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"Fuck his grandma!" Tiger Dad stood on the deck of the flying boat, staring at Yun Mengyao and Zi Tianzun in amazement. He muttered subconsciously, "Which man dares to look at my son like this? Which man dares to think about my son's mother like this? I will tear off his balls and feed them to wild dogs!"

The Dragon King sat on the edge of the guardrail of the ship's tower, holding an ancient book in his hand, and looked at Yun Mengyao with a gloomy face: "What a pity, a man of such stature has become so sentimental, and his heroic spirit has been wasted for no reason!"

The old fox lay on the guardrail beside the Dragon King, tiptoed and looked at Yun Mengyao, and laughed: "Dragon King, you don't understand... Tsk tsk, when you meet a woman who can keep you awake at night and toss and turn, you will understand..."

The Dragon King interrupted the old fox and glanced at him with disdain: "If there is a girl like this, he would just take her back to the village and marry her, and spend the wedding night that night. Why would he go through so much trouble?"

The old fox glanced at the Dragon King speechlessly, then turned around and walked away, shaking his head with his hands behind his back. 【△网.】

"Rough people, a bunch of rough people, how could I forget that you and Lao San are both rough people! Damn, you hold books all day long and pretend to be a gentleman, but have you read all those years of books and nothing else?"

The Dragon King snorted coldly, stuffed the scroll into his sleeve, and said proudly: "I read because I like reading... not because I am a scholar... Second brother, you must remember that I am always the leader of the three states! Humph, whether it is gold, silver, jewelry, or beautiful women, if you like it, as long as it does not harm the moral principles of the martial arts world, just grab it, haha!"

Yun Mengyao killed several flying boats with one palm. The star dust that stretched for tens of millions of miles suddenly rolled up, and from behind the dust, the shadows of hundreds of flying boats appeared.

A low clapper sounded, and hundreds of flying boats hundreds of miles long broke through the stardust, pulling out long flame tails and rushing out from the stardust. Accompanied by a low whistling sound, hundreds of thousands of ghost warriors with black smoke all over their bodies stood on the deck, pulling their longbows and shooting waves of arrows at Chu Tian.

Countless three-foot-long arrows with strange shapes like black crow feathers, pulling long and thin black smoke, whistling towards the flying boat of Chu Tian and others.

Chu Tian let out a long roar, and with a point of his right hand, the Sun Creation Bell suddenly flew out. The golden bell turned into a thousand feet high, and countless black arrows hit the golden bell. Then a loud bell sound was heard, and waves of bell sounds continued to spread in all directions.

The sound of the bell turned into circles of golden flames that surged in all directions. Hundreds of flying boats surrounded by black smoke were rushed by the golden flames, just like the thin layer of frost in the grass on an autumn morning being covered by molten iron. The black smoke dissipated directly, and countless twisted ghost warriors were directly exposed to the true fire of the sun, and burned into wisps of green smoke in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of ghost warriors on the flying boats were swept away, and the flying boats themselves also burned rapidly. [△网.] In the blazing flames, the flying boats exuded thick red smoke, and a pungent smell of blood spread in all directions.

Dozens of powerful and cold auras rushed out from the burning flying boat. They were all evil ghosts. Judging from their auras, they were only at the initial stage of entering the Dao Transformation Realm. Large amounts of ghost energy were constantly spewing out of their bodies, and countless ice and thunders were entangled around them.

Chu Tian was just about to activate the Sun Creation Bell to crush all these ghosts to death, but Chu Jie had already gone to meet him joyfully. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to Their Father rushed out with a roar, and transformed into a thick cloud of dark wind and fog that enveloped these dozens of evil creatures.

Huge whirlpools appeared on the diagram of Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor, and the surrounding void seemed to collapse and rushed into the diagram. Dozens of ghosts in the Dao Transformation Realm only let out a shrill scream before being forcefully swallowed by the diagram of Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor.

"I like Daluotian, really! There are demons and monsters everywhere. This is really my blessed land!" Chu Jie smiled happily, then turned around and said to Chu Tian in a serious tone: "Brother, you were too cruel... Although these guys are ugly, you should learn to be gentle. Hey, what good ghosts they are, you killed so many of them!"

Before Chu Jie could finish his words, another large black shadow rushed out from the stardust ahead.

With a sharp and long whistle, dozens of flying boats hundreds of miles long, strung together with iron chains and pieced together like a small land, rushed out from the stardust. An angry voice screamed loudly: "Who intercepted my goods? Bastard, hand over the Green Female Pearl, and I will let you die more painfully!"

A huge demon with a bull's head and a human body, emitting a terrifying bloody aura, stood in front of the flying boats, waving a huge battle axe and roaring towards the sky.

He had already seen Chu Tian and the others clearly, thousands of miles away. He swung his right hand violently, and the huge battle axe turned into a circle of blood light, whistling towards Chu Tian and the others to kill them.

This giant bull-headed monster has the cultivation level of half a step into the Dao He realm.

Although his aura was fluctuating and restless, and it was obvious that he had just entered this realm not long ago, he was indeed a master who had reached the half-step Hedao realm.

The blood light transformed by the battle axe was only a hundred feet in size when it was first used. After crossing tens of thousands of miles of void, the blood light had expanded to a radius of ten thousand feet, like a blood-red sun sweeping towards Chu Tian and others.

Before Chu Tian could make a move, Yun Mengyao pressed down with another palm.

The minotaur, the battle axe, and dozens of large flying boats disappeared at the same time, leaving no trace.

Yun Mengyao continued to look at Zi Tianzun tenderly and said gently: "Tianzun, don't worry, even if this Daluo Heaven is full of demons and monsters, and it is a dangerous place where people fight and eat each other all day long, I am here and will definitely protect you!"

He looked at Zi Tianzun gently, and suddenly sneered a few times: "I must let Yao'er know that I am much better than the man she chose! Look, you are a son who has come out to take risks, and the person who follows you is not your so-called heroic and domineering father, but me!"

Zi Tianzun stared blankly at the void that was flattened by Yun Mengyao's palm, and then looked at Yun Mengyao with a tender face. He looked up to the sky and sighed, then shook his head, walked back to the flying boat step by step, walked back to his own cabin step by step, and closed the door heavily.

Yun Mengyao followed behind Zi Tianzun and followed him to the door of his cabin. When Zi Tianzun closed the door, he carefully reminded him: "Tianzun, if you want to rest, remember to cover yourself with a blanket..."

The brothers Chu Tian and Chu Jie looked at each other.

Hu Dali, Agou, Aque and Laohei all laughed strangely at the same time.

The Dragon King, Old Fox, and Tiger Dad shook their heads helplessly and sighed in confusion.

The flying boat continued to move forward. Along the way, Chu Jie made some artistic processing to the flying boat. He hung some objects such as skulls and human skin banners on the flying boat, thus giving the flying boat some characteristics of being produced in Daluotian!

They moved forward like this for nearly half a month. In the void ahead, countless demons, ghosts, and monks gathered together and fought frantically around a small carriage.

Pink mist swirled in the air, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. Mobile users please visit m.read for a better reading experience.


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