Of course, Zhong Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He looked at Wang Jing and smiled: "Your Qianshan Sect is not bad either. Three stones from other mountains are the heaviest one, the 137,600 kilograms, which is the Senluo ship that can bear. If you change to other warships, you may have sank to the bottom of the sea long ago..."

"..." Wang Jing immediately cursed, Damn, you Netherworld Sect can do it. I got three stones from other mountains before my Qianshan Sect. You know how heavy your Netherworld Sect is, and there are also zero or not. Your spies are almost becoming a true disciple, right?

Too rampant!

When you go back, you must investigate strictly!

Wang Jing was gritting his teeth, but Zhong Yang smiled brightly and tried his best to squeeze Wang Jing with his words: "By the way, Brother Wang, this stone from another mountain is priceless. You Qianshan Sect should be careful, don't be snatched away halfway. You know, Wu Hai is not very peaceful..."

"Haha..." Wang Jing sneered: "Who dares?"

"This is hard to say..." Zhong Yang smiled strangely and looked at the north of Haicheng. There was the mountain gate of Lishan Jian Sect: "For example, in the north..."

"They..." Wang Jing was about to speak, but suddenly realized, Damn, this fat man is a little sinister, and he actually provoked Qianshan Sect and Lishan Sword Sect in just a few words. Thinking of this, Wang Jing quickly put the words back, stared at Zhong Yang for a long time, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Junior Brother Zhong, this time your Netherworld Sect has obtained eighteen dragon balls, and I am afraid that you can sacrifice and refine the eighteen levels of Netherworld Ghost Prison, right?"

Everyone is one of the three major sects of Wuhai. Qianshan Sect naturally knows that, thousands of years ago, the Netherworld Sect has been trying to sacrifice and refine the eighteen layers of Netherworld Ghost Prison, but has not found the right materials. Now that we have obtained these eighteen dragon balls containing the world, the eighteen layers of Netherworld Ghost Prison are probably not far away. At that time, the Netherworld Sect’s speed of refining corpses and raising ghosts will probably be increased to an amazing level.

Zhong Yang didn't deny it either, but just smiled.

"However, I heard that Huang Xi from the Lishan Sword Sect has always wanted to build the eighteen sword domain. It's quite suitable for you to wear eighteen dragon balls..."

"Haha, Senior Brother Wang is joking." Zhong Yang smiled, as if he didn't hear what Wang Jing was saying, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart. Huang Xi practiced the true interpretation of the Great Yin and Yang, which can be said to be known to everyone in Wu Hai. He has always been looking for treasures like Dragon Ball. He wants to transform the true interpretation of the Great Yin and Yang into the eighteenth sword domain. Maybe he really has the possibility of targeting my Netherworld Sect fleet...

"I said, Junior Brother Zhong, be careful, this Huang Xi..."

Wang Jing was so experienced. When he saw Zhong Yang like this, he knew that his provocation had taken effect. When he was about to use another force to scare the fat man, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Two, why are you so free today? You came here to arrange my Lishan Sword Sect..."

It was Huang Xi who came...

Wang Jing was a little embarrassed.

"This, the weather is really good today, right, Junior Brother Zhong..."

“Yes, yes, the weather is really good.”

Huang Xi shook his head and walked straight by the two of them, as if they were standing there, not two true disciples, but two ants.

For Huang Xi, this is very normal. As the first true disciple of the three major sects of Wu Hai, Huang Xi's eyes have long been no longer on his peers.

But the moment Huang Xi walked, whether it was Zhong Yang or Wang Jing, they both looked at each other, and saw a hint of resentment in the other's eyes.

Yes, everyone is a true disciple, why should we be afraid of him?

That's right, Huang Xi is indeed overwhelming his contemporaries. Looking at Wu Hai, none of the true disciples of the three major sects is Huang Xi's opponent, but this gap is far from the point of despair. Why do we have to see him like a mouse or a cat?

It's this glance...

The two people who were still provoking each other just now actually developed a bit of hatred for the enemy.

"Senior Brother Huang..." Wang Jing was the first to speak.

"Um?"

"I have something unknown." Wang Jing took a step forward and stood less than three feet in front of Huang Xi. His eyes looked at Huang Xi without hesitation: "This time, the Lishan Sword Sect sank the three Senluo ships of my Qianshan Sect on the Wu Hai. I wonder what the Lishan Sword Sect said?"

"And my Netherworld Sect!" Since Wang Jing started, Zhong Yang was not polite: "I want to ask Senior Brother Huang, where is the Ghost Crying Island of my Netherworld Sect that the Lishan Sword Sect disliked? Why was it sunk by the Feixian Fleet overnight?"

Speaking of this, Zhong Yang glanced at the Feixian Fleet in the distance: "It doesn't matter if Brother Huang doesn't want to say it. I can go and ask other disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect..."

When Zhong Yang said this, there was no smile on his fat face. Wang Jing next to him sneered and looked at Huang Xi with his eyes, and the provocative intention was undoubtedly revealed. At this time, the two of them shared the same hatred of the enemy, and they wanted to force Huang Xi to take action. With the advantage of two against one, they forced Huang Xi to be forced to pull Huang Xi from the position of Wu Hai's No. 1 True Legend.

There is no way. Huang Xi has been invincible for too long in the true teachings of Wu Hai, so that almost all the true teachings disciples have developed a little fear of Huang Xi. What the two of them have to do now is to break this fear, and for this, they even join forces with the other one.

However, just as the two were talking, another ship returned on the sea. It was a flying fairy ship. But at this moment, the mast of the flying fairy ship had broken sails, and there was a crack of more than ten feet long on one side of the hull, and the sea water was constantly pouring into it...

It was almost approaching the port, but the flying immortal ship showed no sign of slowing down and was still sprinting wildly. Everyone at the port was shocked. If they did not slow down at this speed, they would definitely crash into the port directly.

People near the port retreated in horror...

Almost as the Feixian Ship hit the port, the cabin behind suddenly exploded with a "boom". A deep-sea giant beast hundreds of feet long jumped up from it and rushed towards the port...

The giant beast looks like an octopus, with a head of twenty feet long, with a mouth at the top of the head, and a mouth of dozens of feet wide open. The mouth is densely packed with rows of interlaced sharp teeth. Behind the sea beast, there are dozens of extremely thick tentacles.
Chapter completed!