Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Oh? They say curiosity kills the cat. Why should I know so much?"

Song Fengyu supported his chin with one hand, raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Lu with a half-smile, and spoke meaningfully.

Wang Lu's sudden appearance seemed to wake him up from his sleep, and he suddenly burst out with such a "famous slang phrase", as if he had changed into a different person.

The composure and calmness exuding from his whole body made Wang Lu immediately look at him with admiration, as he looked like the real him at this moment.

However, the next moment, he returned to his old ways and behaved as before.

"Haha, when I came to Nanhai, I never said my name. More than two hundred years ago, let me think about it. At that time, my father and I stayed in the Western Desert. You should be someone who knew me when I was in the Western Desert. Man, and I didn’t feel the slightest malice, so I know, you are changing the topic of “not willing to give me the mask”, so let’s discuss it, how about an exchange, don’t you Even though I suffered a loss, I didn’t get it in vain.”

Song Fengyu's eyes were filled with mist, as if he had seen through Wang Lu's plan to conceal the truth and secretly trick Chen Cang. He thought he was sincere and said with a "hehe" smile.

Regarding Song Fengyu's situation that seemed to be known to the whole world, Wang Lu knew that he would get louder and louder, so he immediately took out his trump card and silenced him immediately: "Brother Fengyu is so high-profile, if senior Song Mingtang learns about it, he doesn't know. What will he think?"

Wang Lu said calmly.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Let's go out and talk quietly."

When Song Fengyu heard Song Mingtang, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and made a "silence" gesture, which made Wang Lu almost laugh out loud.

The two walked out of the gray stack one after another and disappeared into the eyes of the stunned young man in gray.

Facing the crowded crowd, the two of them each deployed their clever movements, and it took them nearly two hours to get out from under the tall plaque in the gray market.

As he left the gray market, Wang Lu secretly speeded up, and the four-hundred-foot-high-speed Mercedes-Benz was as fast as the wind. Unexpectedly, Song Fengyu shook his shoulders in an ordinary way, and his feet stood side by side with him as if they were stepping on hot wheels. Run together.

I couldn't help but secretly praise him. Song Fengyu was indeed outstanding. I wonder how accomplished he was in weapon refining now.

The extremely fast speed of the two people immediately attracted the attention of many monks in Tianhai City.

In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Wang Lu thought for a while and realized that this place was not far from the South China Sea. He also wanted to test Song Fengyu's limit, so he turned around and fled towards the boundless South China Sea six thousand miles away.

Song Fengyu followed with a grimace on his face, as if the name of his father Song Mingtang had completely suppressed him, and he no longer had the usual chatter.

In less than half an hour, the two people flashed past the tall and wide city gate like two shooting stars.

Ahead is a square paved with nameless red minerals with a radius of more than a hundred miles, blooming with a psychedelic shimmer like light red mist, which is dazzling and magnificent.

Ahead is the unpredictable South China Sea with no end in sight and strong sea breeze.

There were no fewer than tens of thousands of people in the square, and countless flying treasures of various colors were either flying towards the South China Sea or returning from the South China Sea.

"Brother Song, do you have the guts to follow me and ride the waves?"

Wang Lu asked cheerfully as he galloped.

"Why not? I'm afraid of a shovel."

Song Fengyu suddenly felt heroic and responded in one breath.

Hearing this, Wang Lu smiled, still maintaining a high speed of four hundred feet per breath, shooting towards the sea as fast as thunder, turning around and running westward.

"snort!"

Song Fengyu shouted coldly, spread out his body skills, and quickly followed.

One after the other, two hours passed. Facing the sea breeze, two figures faster than lightning kept flashing in the waves.

At this time, he had penetrated nearly 40,000 miles into the South China Sea. Because of Wang Lu's powerful strength, "Across the Clouds" was as easy for him as drinking water and breathing.

Two hours may not seem like a long time, but for a pure monk, unless you practice speed-related skills or magical powers, the burden on your body will become heavier and heavier, and it may even fall apart, and it may even disintegrate automatically.

Seeing Song Fengyu still looking relaxed and at ease, Wang Lu was also surprised. One breath of three hundred feet was already the maximum speed in the Golden Core stage.

It seems that Song Fengyu still hides a lot of mysteries, just like the fog in his eyes. The real him may be very different from the current him.

"Haha, Brother Song, can you hurry up? Let's test our strength. If you win, I will give you the mask with both hands. If you lose, you only need to answer two or three questions from me."

"make a deal!"

Song Fengyu agreed without even thinking about it.

Hehe, such a good thing, isn't this pie in the sky? Only a fool would not do it.

Wang Lu stopped subconsciously. Maybe, soon, he would see the real Song Fengyu instead of the current him.

"boom!"

A big wave hit, and he showed his body motionless.

"drink!"

Song Fengyu let out a wild roar, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in red light. Although his magic power did not rise in layers, it became as condensed and mellow as fine wine, and the waves coming towards him automatically separated from his body.

At this time, he was so heroic, handsome and tall, like a divine sword that was about to soar into the sky.

I just felt a blur in front of my eyes.

Fast, fast, like an arrow that leaves the string with the force of breaking a bamboo, shooting out of the sky like a bullet.

The speed actually reached a top speed of 550 feet per breath.

Wang Lu stood steadily on the sea surface. One after another, three-foot-high waves hit him. He remained motionless, allowing them to continuously impact his body and the impact and shock brought to him by Song Fengyu.

This person's aura was amazing, comparable to his, and his speed was one in a million. He thought he was the fastest in the world, but he still underestimated everyone.

The powerful Song Fengyu aroused his competitive spirit.

"Ha!"

With a fierce roar, the brute force surged in all directions, suppressing the strong waves.

I saw a small dot like a spark jumping in the waves at a high speed, and it was six hundred feet away in a flash.

When Song Fengyu saw Wang Lu chasing him like a storm, his face changed for the first time.

Six hundred feet in one breath, you are really going against the sky, even faster than some level eight intermediate mutant monster birds.

"Bah!"

I am a monster, you are weirder than me.

I just don't believe in evil. Even if my speed is not as fast as yours, I will use up your mana and strength.

Haha, in the end, I will still win.

Song Fengyu looked forward to it happily.