Letting him disappear would be a relief for him.
Wang Xuan looked at the fishing rod. Without the formation diagram and the Imperial Flag in his hand, even someone as special as him might suffer a great loss. After all, this rotten corpse was close to heavenly perfection.
“When he was alive, he must have been a very capable person who could break limits, otherwise he wouldn’t have given me such a dangerous feeling. What a pity.” Wang Xuan shook his head.
It's really tragic that this person ended up like this after his death and became a fishing bait.
Wang Xuan had to admit the fact that choosing a fishing rod here really depended on luck. He had carried it home the last two times.
He was a little skeptical. If he went to choose a fishing rod, would he bring up a dangerous bait of alien level? He felt like he was being targeted.
He looked up at the sky, then at the strange sea, and became a little cautious.
"Hmm?!" Suddenly, when he scanned the strange sea, he saw the fiery red figure again, with brilliant scales, sliding across the water. It was a Huanzhen fish.
No matter what fishing rod you choose now, who knows what bait will be used when you bring it up again, and it’s too late in the game.
With a bang, he disappeared from the spot, controlling the first killing formation diagram and rushing directly to the sea two hundred miles away, increasing the speed to the limit.
What sonic boom? It was insignificant. The crack in the void and the fragments of order were all chasing him from behind. The first killing array involved prohibited-level power. Two hundred miles was like standing opposite him. He could reach it in one step.
At this time, Wang Xuan reached the highest level of fishing. He had no rod, no wire, and no hook in his hand, and he plunged his body directly into the sea.
What surprised him was that the fish was actually even faster. As expected, it carried a faint breath of the rules of time. It flashed by and ran dozens or hundreds of miles away.
Wang Xuan controlled the formation and chased at high speed, determined not to let him go no matter what.
During this period, the fish was actually crossing the void and crossing the vast waters, but Wang Xuan was activating the first killing formation diagram and caught up with it.
The waves surged as Wang Xuan broke free from the sea, carrying a three-meter-long fiery red fish. Its scales were shining brightly, like a stream of red light, illuminating the sea and the gray sky.
In the distance, a silver fish was watching, looking indignant and complaining, "Is this a fisherman?" Not at all. After throwing the rod, it jumped into the water and fought with the fish.
Wang Xuan was very satisfied. Did he really think that he couldn't fish without bait? Now he got what he wanted. This was a priceless Huanzhen fish, and he had it in his hands!
What made him a little regretful was that this fish was much smaller than the previous one. The one swallowed by the silver monster was at least eight meters long.
"Don't let me catch you, otherwise, I will have to make fish head soup!" Wang Xuan landed on the island reef holding a three-meter-long red fish.
In the distance, a strange silver fish dived silently and ran away decisively. It was really scared. The evil man who had no fish ethics made it very uneasy.
According to the mobile phone wonder, the eight-meter-long red fish that Wang Xuan caught for the first time can be used to extract several drops of "Return Liquid".
Now, he estimated that he could at least guarantee to extract one drop, which means that a brand new imperial texture could be created.
Moreover, it will be a texture that belongs exclusively to him, the embodiment of his understanding of Tao, and will be born from then on.
"If I'm lucky, maybe I can extract three drops." He was filled with satisfaction from the harvest, which meant that his own cultivation level would be improved again.
He decided to guard this sea area, improve his strength, and seriously "fish", and he won't go anywhere recently.
He adjusted himself and his whole body became sparkling. All he needed to do was take a shower and change his clothes.
Wang Xuan prepared food supplements, using the spirituality contained in this Huanzhen fish as a catalyzer to create his own unique imperial texture.
On the other side of the strange sea, on the so-called sea surface, countless stars were scattered, extremely brilliant. Even the sea surface far away was white and hazy, surrounded by starlight.
"This is a drifting bottle. Is someone calling for help? This fish bone...hiss!" The woman who caught the bronze bottle has amazing curves, which can be called a devilish figure. Her face is very delicate and pure.
"Zhuo Yanran, what's going on?" asked the big roc who was fishing in the distance. His huge body squatted on a tall sea cliff, giving a sense of oppression.
"What's wrong with Yanran?" Another woman in purple spoke up. She was very familiar with Zhuo Yanran and was a close friend of hers. She had an extraordinary temperament and her name was Ye Lin.
"What's the message in a bottle?" Next to it, a huge beast poked its huge head out. It turned out to be a triangular snake head with a snow-white tortoise-shell body, surrounded by murderous aura.
"Someone is asking for help. He says he is trapped at the bottom of the sea. There are many monsters in the sea. He dare not move. He doesn't know how to come back, so he asks for help from the outside world." Zhuo Yanran spoke and calmly put away the silver fish bones.
"That's dangerous. Different areas and depths in the alien sea correspond to different big monsters and different tribes of monster palaces. It will be very difficult for him to come back." A black crane said beside him.
On the cliff, the huge Peng bird was filled with murderous aura and said, "Who knows whether it is true or not? Maybe the slaves who surrendered to the sea monster deliberately set a trap, waiting for the people in the starry sky to rescue them, and then ambush them."
There is no doubt that the creatures near the Alien Sea all come from an extremely mysterious ethnic group, and are related to the Aliens. They are either their descendants or their disciples.
"It makes sense, but it's nothing. I don't take it seriously. I'll talk to him first and get his words." Zhuo Yanran spoke, her hot body couldn't be concealed by her black dress, and her innocent face was filled with a smile.
In fact, she did not tell all the information. The person trapped at the bottom of the sea left behind a lot of miscellaneous messages, including some words of homesickness, such as "my body is at the bottom of the sea, but my heart is in the starry sky." He missed his hometown and hoped that the outside world would throw more drifting bottles to give him feedback.
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