Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was speechless for a while and said, "It's really chaotic."

Ade chuckled: "You know, the Black Sea is so big that no one can completely control it. After the night, the Black Sea can be controlled by chance and coincidence, but in the final analysis, it is her strength. These thousands Over the years, there have been no shortage of powerful rebels, but without exception, they have all disappeared. However, the position after the night has stabilized, and now it has become almost impossible to shake."

Yang Qingxuan looked around and was making loud noises, talking about various topics unscrupulously.

The three people not far away even opened their voices and planned to seize the island and kill people.

"The chat atmosphere here seems to be very good." Yang Qingxuan mentioned the wine jar, took a few sips, and kept sweeping his eyes inside the ship.

Ade said: "Yes, this is the ferryman's own organization, you can talk about anything, there is no taboo."

Yang Qingxuan retracted his gaze and said, "So that's the case, then these people are all'smuggling'?"

"Smuggling? Hey, this word is interesting."

Ade smiled and said: "Almost. The Black Sea does not prohibit smuggling, so it is not considered to be'steal'. It may be more appropriate to say'crossing'. In addition to ferrymen organizations, there are many large organizations, and they often cross the inner and outer seas. And what happened to the major island chains. Because every teleportation in the Inland Sea requires a jade card of identity, and too many people don't want Yehou to control their whereabouts."

Yang Qingxuan groaned: "So, black households are not a big problem."

Ade said: "Even though the black households are troublesome, they are not unable to survive. Where there is light, there will be shadows. Even for daily transactions, in addition to the major island chains, there are countless underground transactions that can make the black households the same. It’s very nourishing to live. But you have already obtained the pass, so don’t worry about it. After all, a normal identity is also very important."

He pointed to a passage inside the ship and said: "Here used to be in many training chambers, one million middle-grade spirit stones were practiced for a day. If you feel bored, you can rent a retreat. However, you will arrive at Elephant Trunk Island in ten days. At that time, everyone must go to the island and stay for one day."

Yang Qingxuan asked in surprise: "Why?"

Ade smiled slightly and said, "You will know when the time comes."

Yang Qingxuan glanced at the inside of the ship, a mess and joy, he was not interested, so he walked straight to the passage.

Suddenly, a dark shadow leaned over, stopped in front of the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Ade."

Ade was shocked and said, "Duncan!"

"Hey, you remember me."

The black robe man's brim gleamed, and the two green eyes flashed away.

Adelaide said coldly: "You and me are just recognizing it, maybe I will forget it soon. I said it very clearly last time, don't come to me again, I am not interested in your affairs, I am alone I'm used to being alone."

"Oh? Are you used to being alone? So who is this young man? In the early days of Nirvana, haha, he couldn't win the gladiatorial contest, so did he take him to the inland sea waste?" Duncan sneered contemptuously.

Yang Qingxuan's footsteps stopped.

"Oh? This trash doesn't seem to be satisfied?"

Duncan turned slightly, looked at Yang Qingxuan, suddenly became stern, and scolded: "Trash, get out!"

There was a ripple in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, but he quickly returned to calmness, as if he had lost interest, stepped forward and continued to walk towards the passage.

A strange color appeared in Ade's eyes.

"Ade, you are already depraved. You can't make money from selling groceries. Have you started to make a living by smuggling?"

Duncan no longer paid attention to Yang Qingxuan, but slowly said to Ade: "Join us, you will have unimaginable power and wealth, and we can also realize your dreams."

"My dream? Ha ha."

Ade seemed to think of something ridiculous. He laughed a few times before stopping, his eyes fell on Yang Qingxuan's back, and he whispered to himself: "This kid is really scary. It seems I still underestimate him. ."

Duncan was taken aback, as if he was humiliated, and said angrily: "I'm talking to you, what are you talking about?"

He turned around abruptly, followed Ad's eyes and looked forward, and shot two murderous intents into the face covered by the black robe, "Boy, stop!"

Yang Qingxuan ignored it and continued to walk towards the passage.

"I asked you to stop, are you deaf? Or is it because your strength is so low that your ears and eyes are so dull that you can't even hear me!"

Duncan's figure flashed, bringing up a gust of wind, and at the same time his five fingers were like claws, grabbing Yang Qingxuan's shoulder.

The claws were silver-gray like wood, not like human palms at all.

The fingertips are as sharp as a knife, wherever they go, the space is torn apart, turning into countless black cracks.

Yang Qingxuan stopped and looked cold. From the strength of the silver claw and previous observations, he immediately judged that Duncan's strength should be the peak of Broken Nirvana, and there was still a line of distance from the heaven.

He stepped on his foot, turned his body slightly, and turned around with an eight-note string finger, which exuded eight beautiful colors in the air like a string, and then gathered into a line and turned into a **** strike.

Among all kinds of martial arts, in addition to the huge magical powers of the sky, the sky and the earth, the moves like this with a point to break the face are the nemesis of the thousands of palms.

This eight-tone string finger is filled with the two powers of true essence and original force, and his understanding of the rules of fingering.

Under the fingertips, power pierced the void like sword energy, as if to shoot through everything.

Duncan was horrified, and the silver claws shook, but in the midst of the battle, it was too late to change. Can only bite the bullet, strengthen the skill and blast past.

"boom!"

A dull sound broke out, and the finger light penetrated the silver claws directly through the back of Duncan's hand. A blood mist and air wave exploded and spread to the surrounding area.

Duncan stepped back two steps, frightened and angry, blood in his right robe dripping into the ship.

"What are you doing?!"

A majestic voice came from inside the battleship, and at the same time a wave of pressure fell, directly locking Duncan and Yang Qingxuan, making it difficult for them to move.

This coercion came from that passage, and Yang Qingxuan was shocked. There were countless strong people in the Inland Sea, and any strong one could easily suppress him.

Those who were looking for pleasure also all stopped, and hundreds of gazes came over and fell on the two of them.

At this time, Ade said: "Boss Zhong, Duncan shot my friend first."

Duncan furiously defended: "I just told this kid to stop, who knew that he suddenly killed the killer! If I wanted to do it, can he still stand here now?!"

Yang Qingxuan smiled coldly, disdainfully said: "I will ask you, what about your face?"