Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Lu Qingye bowed his hands to the group of people.

"Thank you!"

Shang Yue waved his hand.

"Let's go quickly. There is a small spiritual boat inside. It has a special formation that can glide in this ice slag."

Lu Qingye stopped wasting time and took out the spirit boat inside.

Seeing her disappearing figure quickly, other people on the merchant ship couldn't help but look at Shang Yue.

"Sir, do you... know that monk?"

He wondered in his heart, since he knew him and helped him, why not help him to the end and send Buddha to the West?
Shangyue withdrew his gaze.

He knew that people like him could not save Lu Qingye, who was a half-step integration monk.

And it is said that that person has many methods.

But it can't be saved, but there should be some help.

He is a businessman and has been running for profit almost all his life. He is also selfish and has blood on his hands.

He Shang Yue is not a righteous monk, but he is not. There are always people in this world of immortality who are.

"It seems that the Miliu Sea is not going to be peaceful! Set up the sails! Return to the Chamber of Commerce as quickly as possible!"

Shang Yue did not spread the news that he met a monk here who was most likely Lu Qingye.

When the cultivators in the world of immortality know about it, it also means that the monk is very likely to receive the news.

Compared to those powerful seniors of Shangyao Sect who may still be in the southwest, that monk may be closer to here!

However, he passed the news to an elder from Shangyao Sect, with whom he had some friendship.

When Le Feng received the news, he immediately sent a message to Fu Yichen and the others.

Both parties are rushing to the far east.

Keng Kenan looked at the spinning mystery disk, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Seeing him like this, Zhenjun Yanshu, who was following him, couldn't help but ask. "Senior Brother Guannan? What happened?"

Yanshu was a little nervous, he was afraid of hearing bad news.

Guan Nan looked at the dark sky. In the distance, he had already reached the boundary of MiLiuHaiti.

Fu Yichen and Gu Changheng had already set off in advance, and Song Qingwu and the others followed closely.

The fastest one is still the half-step integration stage ancestor of Shangyao Sect.

Those who stayed behind were mostly those with low combat power.

Guan Nan did not answer Yan Shu's question because he didn't know how to answer it himself.

But the uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. At this moment, Tianji is showing signs of chaos. Is it good or bad?
"Boom!"

For some reason, thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, and the energy in the air seemed to become a little violent.

This made the monks living on the islands nearby raise their heads.

"What's going on? Why does it feel like my scalp is about to explode?"

"This was good, why did everything change?"

"But I remember that thunderstorms rarely occur in the Far East. Could this sudden thunder and lightning be a sign? The world of immortality has not been very peaceful recently..."

"You crow's mouth! Stop talking nonsense. The chaos in the world of immortality is all gathered in the area where demons and demons meet. What does it have to do with the area near our outlying island?"

"Although we also live in this enchantment, and our spiritual power is thin, it is much more comfortable here than those places where the demons and demons meet. The environment is a bit harsh, but fortunately we can survive."

"That's right! I heard that the oppression there is very severe. But here, ordinary people can go to sea and make a living by fishing..."

"Hey, stop talking, stop talking. I always feel a little uneasy, and my eyelids keep jumping up and down. Why don't we pack up quickly and go home!"

"Hahaha! You are just too cowardly! It's not as serious as you say! Why are we in this corner..."

"Boom! Zila!"

Deafening thunder exploded.