He Has a Dragon

Following the Rainbow Bridge came two young men wearing red brocade robes with a golden cloud embroidered on their sleeves.

"Those with tokens will enter, those without tokens will leave!"

One of them said in a deep voice with a stern expression.

At this time, a monk was seen taking the lead to hand over the token that had been prepared.

The token made of black metal was engraved with the model of the Yin Kun on the front, and the golden cloud mark of the Huntian Sect was engraved on the back.

In this way, in the following time, monks holding tokens on the shore stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge in an endless stream.

As for those who don’t have tokens and want to fish in troubled waters and get on board, there is no such thing.

After all, the Huntian Sect, as the strongest sect in Dongsheng China, is not a vegetarian.

Even monks who don't have tokens must reach a private deal with those who have tokens beforehand, and they will never break up the trouble at this time.

Just like that, Master Yunhu handed over the prepared token, and then took Wang Le and Sui Ruxue to the Rainbow Bridge in a low-key manner.

During this period, when many monks saw Wang Le following behind Imperial Master Yunhu, their expressions changed slightly and fear appeared in their eyes.

After all, many monks witnessed the scene of killing the Yuanying elder Geshibao of the Huntian Sect on the Black Sea of ​​Dada City.

Now that Wang Le, who had powerfully killed the Gestapo, boarded the Yinkun with him, it would undoubtedly make many people's imaginations flutter.

Some of them couldn't help but their eyes lit up, showing unconcealable excitement.

After all, it is well known that boarding the Yinkun will never come back.

Now that a powerful person like Wang Le is boarding the Yinkun with everyone, everyone feels more or less secure in their hearts.

When Wang Le, who had walked across the Rainbow Bridge, stepped onto the Yinkun, he could clearly feel countless rays of consciousness rushing towards him.

Among them were many monks who boarded the ship together.

"Hmph!" The expressionless Wang Le Yuanying's consciousness swept out in an instant, shutting out all the strange consciousnesses that wanted to visit him.

Because the spiritual consciousness released by Wang Le was too powerful, many people came to visit him immediately. Only the spiritual consciousness with the golden elixir cultivation level was traumatized.

For a moment, there were muffled sounds from all corners of the Yinkun, and even the sound of vomiting blood could not be suppressed.

This wave of invisible confrontation ended immediately as soon as it started, but the movement was not small, and it undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

As a result, the atmosphere on the Yinkun suddenly became tense.

Imperial Master Yunhu and Sui Ruxue both had secret feelings in their hearts and could not help but approach Wang Le. At the same time, their eyes were full of vigilance as they scanned the surrounding area.

At this moment, a man wearing a red brocade robe with two golden clouds embroidered on his sleeves stood out from the crowd, walked slowly in front of Wang Le, and then looked up and down in his long black robe, as if he wanted to match the night. Wangle integrated into one.

At this time, Wang Le could clearly feel the aura of a Nascent Soul powerhouse exuding from the other party.

"Since you're on board the Silver Kun, you must behave yourself."

The man looked at Wang Le with a fierce look in his eyes and warned.

Wang Le rolled his eyelids and responded calmly without any emotion: "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me.

If someone offends me, I will offend him. "

After a pause, Wang Le looked deeply at the other party and continued softly: "Take care of your own people."

The man's eyes, which were more white than black, narrowed tightly, and then he sneered without saying anything more, turned around and left, and disappeared into the cabin.

When the surrounding Huntian Sect crew members and monks boarding the ship saw the man leaving, they quickly dispersed.

Next, Wang Le and Yunhu Guoshi's master and apprentice found the room they were staying in under the guidance of a dedicated person.

The entire Yinkun has five floors, and the monks heading to Middle-earth this time are all arranged on the third and fourth floors.

The disciples of the Huntian Sect are distributed on the first, second and fifth floors.

The entire Yinkun, from the sailors and ordinary service personnel to the thugs who maintain order on the Yinkun, are all disciples of the Huntian Sect without exception.

The only difference is that the cultivation level is strong or weak.

The identity of these people is mainly distinguished by their clothing.

The sailors and ordinary service staff on the ship are all low-level Qi-refining disciples of the Huntian Sect. They all wear ordinary green clothes, and their sleeves are embroidered with a white cloud instead of a golden cloud.

Foundation-building disciples, who have a higher status than sailors and service personnel, are also wearing green clothes, but with yellow clouds embroidered on their sleeves.

As for the sleeves embroidered with golden clouds, one is a golden elixir and two are Nascent Soul.

And these were all observed by Wang Le through the Dharma Eye of Deception while keeping his expression still.

In this way, after the service staff on the ship arranged Wang Le and the Yunhu Imperial Master and his apprentice in adjacent rooms on the third floor to leave, the Yunhu Imperial Master and his apprentice immediately came to the room where Wang Le was.

"This Yinkun is so big that it makes people feel panicked."

Sui Ruxue whispered worriedly.

Imperial Master Yunhu nodded in agreement: "This ship has five floors, with at least two thousand rooms, but only five hundred people can stay there."

"There are only a hundred guests among them."

Speaking of this, Imperial Master Yunhu couldn't help but sigh, and further said: "As soon as I set foot on the Yinkun, I felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding in my heart. I hope this trip can be passed safely without any danger!"

Wang Le touched his chin and suddenly asked out of focus: "Why is the Yinkun built so big? Is it to withstand the storm deep in the Black Sea?"

Imperial Master Yunhu nodded and said solemnly: "Not only are there storms in the depths of the Black Sea, but there are also many unknown dangers."

After a pause, Imperial Master Yunhu continued: "The reason why the Silver Kun is so big is because it was once used as a warship to fight against monsters in the sea, but the place where weapons were placed was later transformed into a room. "

"Monster clan?" A strange color flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Could it be that the so-called unknown danger is the demon clan deep in the Black Sea?"

Yunhu National Master nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, there are countless demon clans in the vast black sea. It is precisely because of this that we need to use the Silver Kun to go to Middle-earth."

A look of surprise appeared in Wang Le's eyes, and he then said: "This is the reason why I dare to love you. No wonder no one dares to fly across the Black Sea alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Yunhu shook his head and said, "Even if there are no monsters, no one can fly across the Black Sea under the transformation of gods."

Before Wang Le could ask further questions, Master Yunhu took the initiative to explain: "That's because ghost mist can appear anytime and anywhere in the depths of the Black Sea. Once you get caught in it, you will definitely get lost in it."

After a pause, Imperial Master Yunhu continued: "As for the Yinkun, which was once a warship, although the weapons on it have been removed, the navigational pointing device has been retained."

"And the Yinkun, which has a navigational pointing device, can move freely through the ghost fog without fear of losing its course."...

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