Chapter 182

Wang Xuan lost his way, and there was fog everywhere, which had never happened before. He couldn't tell the direction, so he walked forward by feeling.

As for the tearing pain on his body, the bleeding from his pores, and the shadowy shadows of monsters behind him, he was used to it and completely ignored it.

Soon, he found a faint golden glow, like a lighthouse in the black mist under the moon, guiding his way forward.

When he came close, as expected, it was the golden bump, more than five meters high, and the whole body was made of sun gold, shining brilliantly.

He went to find his position to see if his ranking had changed.

puff!

Suddenly, Wang Xuan spat out a big mouthful of blood, did he eat too much monster fruit this time? He felt that he was really going to fall apart.

He endured the pain by force, his will was firm, and he didn't worry about himself. On the contrary, he was a little afraid that Lao Chen would not be able to hold on, and that he would really die in death.

He stared at the golden bump to distract himself, and looked at the last line first, without his name, which meant that it was not the last one!

Last time, he practiced the first real figure on the golden bamboo boat, and his strength improved. Has this been reflected in the gold list?

Wang Xuan searched for his name from the bottom up, and he ranked fourteenth from the bottom, with more than thirteen people in a row!

He is very satisfied, can he rise so many places in one practice? He himself admired himself a little.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong.

Behind his name, there is a note like a ghostly symbol: Mortal bodies go all around and die, blaspheming anglers.

"Why doesn't it feel like a pure strength ranking?" He came to his senses.

Since ancient times, there is a high probability that there are not many creatures who can enter the Eight Great Death Lands in a single era, but the accumulation is definitely not small, and those who can leave their names belong to a very small number of heavenly figures.

Moreover, this list is based on the extraordinary level as the starting point.

Wang Xuan is self-aware, and right now he has no problem fighting against the most ordinary transcendent, but compared with this kind of person who has been named on the gold list, his strength is definitely not enough.

"There is an extra line of comments after my name. Is it because I blasphemed anglers, so the ranking has risen?" He was in a daze, can this work?

What is the use of ranking in the gold list?

...

Old Chen was covered in blood, and accidentally lost contact with Wang Xuan. As an old fisherman, he did not panic and moved forward calmly.

However, the mutation on his body made him a little unbearable. There were big horns all over his head, eighteen tails grew behind him, and all kinds of wings and claws crowded his body. Although they were all built with energy runes, It still made him dizzy and heavy-hearted.

Some parts of his body are torn, and things are really growing outwards. Fortunately, he has a strong heart and can hold his breath.

However, he looked inside, why did his heart swell several times, and it was as black as ink? What made him unbearable was that even his intestines were black!

Old Chen's face was gloomy, and he endured the severe pain as if his body was being cut open, leaving a line of bloody footprints, turning over the short mountain, and walking towards the small blue lake.

Generally speaking, although his physical body is not optimistic and may explode at any time, he has not died yet and is still suffering, so he is considered extremely strong.

Finally, he saw the vast sea formed by the lake, and one high platform after another appeared on the shore. Seeing those mythical and legendary creatures sitting cross-legged, although he was moved, he was sober, this was not his way!

"The real body, the road of demons, is not my way. In the future, I am Chen Jiaozu, and I shall control my own destiny. There are problems with the ancient practice methods, which have not been resolved until now. From alchemists to Taoism, and then to Buddhism, practice After several changes, it is not perfect. The method with hidden dangers will be corrected, and the feathered flying fairy will be redefined! The brightest era has not yet come, and it is waiting for me to write it, you all retreat!"

Lao Chen opened his mouth calmly, not being moved by foreign objects, but using one platform after another to rub off the traces of demons on his body.

When he finished speaking these words, one big monster after another on those high platforms suddenly opened their eyes and looked at him coldly.

"Aren't you all the remnants of extraordinary energy?" Lao Chen was beating his heart. This is not the same as what Wang Xuan said. Why are these people staring at him?

Fortunately, these mythical creatures slowly closed their eyes, and then gradually blurred.

There was a golden bamboo boat approaching quickly in the sea, and the punters were sitting there with their backs to him, motionless, ignoring him.

This is too indifferent, old Chen slandered, I didn't provoke you, I didn't do anything outrageous, why do you dislike me?

"Here we come..." the ferryman said, and then the voice stopped abruptly, and he turned around abruptly.

He is a keeper of the promise. He takes people across the lake on a ferry. He cannot use his telepathy, celestial vision, etc. to spy on people's hearts. He finally solves a certain problem. He is absent-minded.

"I've seen you, senior!" Old Chen stood on the shore, saluting from a distance.

"Young people are scary. There is something wrong with this era. Within a few days, people who succeeded in taking the secret path appeared in pairs?" the ferryman was suspicious.

For hundreds of years, no one cared about this place. As a result, in just a few days, that kid named Wang Xuan came here several times. Today, there is another person!

The ferryman let Lao Chen board the boat and became amiable and no longer indifferent.

Old Chen's eyelids twitched, is this boat made of feathered bamboo? And the teapot and teacups on the small table are so gorgeous, are they made of sun gold? Inscribed with flowers, birds, fish and insects, ancient beasts of different types, so bright that people can't keep their eyes open.

Even the lantern hanging on the bow is made of sun gold? Extravagant, it is worthy of being a creature suspected of being an immortal!

There was a dark hole in the coir raincoat, and the vague face of the ferryman emerged, and he was actually pleasant, and asked Lao Chen which planet of life he came from.

"The juniors come from the old land, and they were called in ancient times..." Lao Chen responded seriously.

Then, he saw the body of the ferryman trembling slightly, which made him feel quite uneasy.

Lao Chen has serious doubts, and met a fellow villager!

He immediately opened his mouth enthusiastically, and said, "Senior, do you have any unfinished worldly wishes?"

"Missing the juniors in the world of mortals, I miss them so much!" the ferryman calmed down and said.

"Senior, can you still have contact with people and things in the world of mortals in the dead place isolated from the world?" Old Chen was shocked.

"Yeah, I occasionally wandered in my mind and met a great young man, he is quite courageous!" The ferryman said deeply.

Old Chen came to his senses and asked, "Senior, who did you meet, do I know him?"

The ferryman smiled gently and asked, "Old Zhong, Zhong Yong, do you know each other?"

Lao Chen thought too much in an instant. He had been wondering how Lao Zhong had trained to the extraordinary level in Xinxing. This was because he met a senior expert. A mythical creature wandered there and instructed Lao Zhong?

He told solemnly: "Old Zhong and I are friends of eight worshippers. Not long ago, we fought side by side, sharing life and death together. What he wants to take is the golden elixir road, and he is currently accumulating five-color golden elixir energy..."

Lao Chen behaved calmly to show his importance.

However, the effect was beyond his expectation. The next moment he felt the world was spinning, the moon was on the ground, and the sea was in the sky.

He was fished upside down on the bow of the boat by the ferryman with the fishing rod of Yuhua Shenzhu, not far from the sea surface, and then he saw the sea water break open, and a bone dragon appeared, with its skull mouth open, biting towards him .

"Senior, what's wrong?" Lao Chen yelled anxiously.

"Old Zhong, he dug my grave and stole my bones, what do you think happened?!" The ferryman was furious and broke his vows. He hung Lao Chen and beat him like he was catching a fish, and kept whipping him there. On Tiaogujiao, old Chen rolled his eyes in pain.

What is this called? He feels more wronged than Dou E!

He just said a few more words, expressing that he has a close relationship with Lao Zhong. As a result, his life will be tragic. Damn Lao Zhong, he caused a big disaster, let him recite it!

"Senior, let me tell you, the old clock is just outside the dying place, right under your nose!" Lao Chen shouted quickly.

What he meant was that he would never carry the thunder for Old Zhong. If possible, he would bring him in, throw him on the bamboo boat, and take the blame for himself!

"Old Zhong is outside, that boy Wang Xuan didn't tell me, because he was afraid that I would squeeze all the secrets from Old Zhong in advance." The ferryman said to himself.

Then, he sighed again, and said, "But, I can't get out, why don't you tie Lao Zhong in for me?"

Old Chen turned his mind, and said: "Old Zhong is more than a hundred years old, and his qualifications are very poor. Will he explode as soon as he enters the death ground, or can you bestow the treasure first?"

Plop!

Under the surface of the sea, another skeleton of a raptor, hundreds of meters long, rushed out and swallowed Lao Chen.

The skeleton of the giant bird volleyed in the air, and kept shaking Old Chen in the bird's beak.

boom!

In the end, Lao Chen landed on the bamboo boat again, with a dazed look on his face, and was beaten up for no reason. Who can he ask for reasoning?

"Don't move, don't move!" the ferryman shouted, a little eagerly, and finally he had no choice but to let out a long sigh.

Old Chen shook his head, a little sober, he got up from the boat plank, propped his hands behind him, and touched something cold.

A spear, dark gold in color, with an incomparably sharp tip, as if a sharpened knife had been sharpened. This thing was suspected to be mixed with sun gold and other materials.

It is not as dazzling as pure sun gold, but if you look carefully, it should be terrifying, a sharp weapon for killing!

Old Chen felt that something was wrong, a ball of light from the spear sank into his body, he was surprised, this is the magic soldier who recognized his master?

He felt a little embarrassed, and explained: "Senior, I really didn't do it on purpose, and I have no desire to covet this divine weapon."

The ferryman pointed at him, unable to speak, and finally could only sigh.

Wang Xuan finally arrived, waving towards the sea, with a bright smile, full of enthusiasm, familiar with the way, just like returning to his own home.

The golden bamboo boat rushed towards him quickly, Wang Xuan jumped on it, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that old Chen was safe, and said, "It's good that you're fine!"

Old Chen said: "I don't think...it's not very good, it seems that something happened to me!"

Wang Xuan was surprised that there was a set of sun gold tea sets on the small table of the bamboo boat, even the lantern skeleton, and there was an extra sun gold woven mat in the cabin.

"Senior, you have cut a part of my Sun Golden Spear and refined it into a living tool?!"

The ferryman glanced at him and said, "What are you shouting for? Which ancient fairy weapon have you seen made of pure sun gold? It must be mixed with other materials to make it stronger. Besides, you took a pure sun gold god spear to the battlefield. Become everyone's hunting target? Who doesn't care about such a bright and extremely precious material?"

Wang Xuan said: "Isn't it too wasteful for you to melt the sun gold and refine it into tea sets, lanterns, and mats? I also want to use them to trade with the immortals behind the scenes for some strange things!"

"Old Zhong is just outside the Death Land. You tie him up and I'll help you fish for the curtain later. You can exchange these tools with them at will!"