I conquer the immortal with my strength

"Eh!"

On the deck, the old woman with a banner on her head showed a look of surprise.

This old woman was none other than Zeng Peiyao, the owner of Xiangquan Valley who escaped more than two days ago.

In addition to this old woman, there was another woman with a frosty face sitting cross-legged on the deck, who was Han Shuang, another escapee.

The island where the ghost car was located was about 20 days away from the land where the Great Xuanyu was located.

Zeng Peiyao, who was unfamiliar with overseas and was only concerned about escaping at the time, soon got lost.

And he was seriously injured and his mana was almost exhausted. He had no choice but to take out a boat prepared for this voyage from his storage ring to prevent accidents.

This boat was far inferior to Shi Yi's carefully prepared big boat, but at least it was a place to stay and recuperate.

The sea was vast, and Zeng Peiyao was not too worried about running into Shi Yi and his men by chance.

And even if she was worried, it was useless. She was injured too badly and her mana was almost exhausted. If she didn't heal and rest immediately, she would probably die even without meeting Shi Yi and the others.

Coincidentally, when Zeng Peiyao was healing the day before yesterday, she unexpectedly met Han Shuang who was also fleeing in panic.

Both of them were wanderers in the world, so it was natural for them to choose to join forces temporarily.

Zeng Peiyao practiced the evil magic of the demon sect. She needed to feed her own blood to cast the bloodthirsty ghost hand flag, and the blood she lost could be supplemented by absorbing the blood of some low-level monks and monsters.

In the past two days, she has replenished some of it, and the whole person no longer looks as skinny as she did that day, but she is still a long way from fully recovering.

Today, Zeng Peiyao was healing and regulating her breath on the boat, and suddenly found a golden eagle in the sky.

The golden eagle is only a second-level monster.

Zeng Peiyao naturally thought it was easy to catch.

Unexpectedly, the golden eagle was quite powerful, and had reached level three, and could dodge her ghost claws.

However, after the accident, Zeng Peiyao immediately showed a look of surprise.

For Zeng Peiyao, who had lost too much blood, the blood of level one and level two monsters was of poor quality, and she could not hunt level four monsters at all, let alone hunt them. Even if she could hunt them, she would not dare to take their violent blood.

And the blood of level three monsters was the most suitable blood supplement for her now.

"Zeng Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why did you kill my spiritual bird as soon as we met?" Zeng Peiyao was about to attack again when a familiar voice came from the golden eagle.

"It turned out to be Xia Daoyou. You also escaped? That's right, I forgot that you had the help of this eagle!" Zeng Peiyao saw that it was Xia Daoming, and was surprised at first, and then glanced at the golden eagle with golden light and extraordinary demeanor, and suddenly felt relieved.

"Haha! I'm lucky." Xia Daoming said with a noncommittal smile.

"It's still thousands of miles from here to Daliang, and there are still many unknown dangers. Since we can meet again, it's fate. Brother Xia, why don't you come down? Let's go together and take care of each other." Zeng Peiyao's wrinkled old face tried to squeeze out a friendly and sincere smile, and at the same time, she didn't forget to wink at Han Shuang who was sitting cross-legged beside her.

Han Shuang nodded slightly, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and he had already grasped the ice flying sword in his hand.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Zeng. Forget about going together. I still prefer to go alone. I will visit you again when I return to Daliang." Xia Daoming politely refused, but his eyes glanced at Han Shuang below, and a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you are here, Brother Xia, why are you in a hurry to leave?" Before Xia Daoming finished speaking, Han Shuang rolled up a cold light and rushed up with the sword.

Zeng Peiyao was also quick in action, rolling up a streak of blood and then soaring into the sky.

The two men stopped Xia Daoming one after the other.

"What do you mean?" Xia Daoming's face changed slightly.

"Nothing, I just want to get back some of the debts your master owes you." Han Shuang sneered.

As he spoke, Han Shuang looked at Zeng Peiyao.

"Master Zeng, the man and the golden-winged eagle, as well as the storage ring and magic tools on him, are all yours. I only want his spirit beast bag." Han Shuang said, staring at Xia Daoming's abdomen with a burning gaze.

Xia Daoming's spirit beast bag was in his arms.

Zeng Peiyao smiled coldly upon hearing this and said, "The Han family sister has a good plan. This golden-winged eagle is a medium-sized spiritual bird. This boy's spiritual beast bag can store this spiritual bird. The value of the spiritual beast bag may be comparable to that of a magic weapon. I don't think I need to explain the value of a magic weapon."

"That's true, but this boy is a true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect. Even if he is only in the late stage of foundation building, he carries a spiritual beast bag of this level. I think he must have a lot of other good things. Maybe there is something that is as valuable as a magic weapon?

I gave up the storage ring and all the magic tools, which means I gave up the chance to win the lottery. Besides, this boy and the golden-winged eagle are what Zeng Guzhu urgently needs now. Zeng Guzhu can't take so many benefits and still want to compete with me for the spiritual beast bag, right?" Han Shuang smiled coldly.

Zeng Peiyao's face changed several times, and finally she laughed dryly and said: "What the Han family sister said makes sense, then let's divide it according to your opinion."

"You divide it like this, don't you think you need to ask for my opinion as the master?" Xia Daoming looked at the two people with a mocking face.

"Ask for your opinion?" Zeng Peiyao and Han Shuang heard it as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Do you think you can still escape from the two of us by relying on the spiritual bird under you like before on the island?"

"Did I say that I escaped from the spiritual bird under me?" Xia Daoming asked back with a joking face.

"Hmph, did you still rely on your own ability to rush out?" Zeng Peiyao sneered disdainfully.

She was so powerful that she finally vomited several mouthfuls of blood and essence before escaping death.

Zeng Peiyao would never believe that Xia Daoming, a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, could rush out with his own ability.

"Okay, kid, you don't have to delay time. The sea is vast and no one will come to save you." Han Shuang smiled coldly, raised his sword gesture, pointed at Xia Daoming, and the ice sword rolled up gusts of cold wind and whistled towards Xia Daoming.

Zeng Peiyao saw this but did not take action, but the bloodthirsty ghost hand flag above her head had been unfolded, and a ghost hand stretched out of the flag, ready to go, to prevent Xia Daoming from driving the golden-winged eagle to escape.

"Alas!"

Seeing the ice sword coming, Xia Daoming sighed helplessly, raised his hand, and the Ten Thousand Snakes Poisonous Banner was already hanging in the air.

The flag was unfurled, and it swelled with the wind.

A rolling black gas rushed out from the flag, sweeping down like a sky covering the sun.

"Magic weapon!"

Han Shuang and Zeng Peiyao were shocked to see that the flag looked quite powerful, but they did not retreat immediately.

After all, they were both fake Dan cultivators, and the other party was just a late foundation cultivator.

Even though the flag was powerful and a magic weapon, how much power it could exert was just right for them.

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Even at this time, Han Shuang regretted that he had locked the spirit beast bag in advance.

Now, the other party actually took out a magic weapon.

After Zeng Peiyao was shocked, she was ecstatic and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the bloodthirsty ghost hand flag.

The ghost hand immediately extended completely out of the banner and into the black air, trying to penetrate the black air and grab Xia Daoming.

Han Shuang did not retract his ice sword, but went up to the black air.

"Alas!"

Seeing this, Xia Daoming sighed again and shook his head.

Originally, with the cultivation of the two, if he turned around and ran away immediately, he would have to use the Xuanmeng Mirror and the Qingjiao Sword.

Now, the two actually underestimated him so much, and directly controlled the magic tools and magic weapons to kill him, which was simply a trap.

"Not good!"

As soon as the ice sword and the bloody ghost claw entered the thick black air, Han Shuang and Zeng Peiyao suddenly changed their faces, their eyes showed disbelief and horror, and their bodies subconsciously retreated quickly.

"Too late!"

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the two.

Then, the black air suddenly surged and turned into a bottomless giant mouth, swallowing the two people who were retreating quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, we are all cultivators from Daliang, so we can talk it out! Let's talk it out!"

In the swirling black air, Zeng Peiyao's panicked and pleading voice soon came out.

"Yes, we are all cultivators from Daliang, and not long ago, we were all teammates, so I never had any intention to kill you. It's a pity that people's hearts are really sinister and greedy. I didn't think of killing you, but you were determined to kill me!

Just like Shi Yi, it would have been great for us to work together to make money, but he had to frame us, and ended up hurting others and himself!" Xia Daoming said with a mocking face.

"You killed Shi Yi?" Zeng Peiyao and Han Shuang exclaimed in the black air.

"They framed me, can I let them go?"

"You even killed his master and mistress? This, this is not...ah, ah!"

The two people's voices full of disbelief and fear turned into shrill screams in an instant, and then the screams quickly stopped.

The black air also quickly returned to the flag.

Xia Daoming took a quick inventory of his gains, then put them all away, and flew to the magic water boat below.

The sea was vast, with few places to land.

The Golden Feathered Eagle had not rested for half a day. Although this magic water boat was far less huge than Shi Yi's, and could not withstand strong winds and waves in the sea, it was convenient to carry and drive alone, just right to take it out from time to time.

Shi Yi's boat was too large, so it was not convenient to store it in the storage ring, and it also required multiple people to operate it. After Xia Daoming killed the Black and White Evils that day, he looted the big ship and destroyed it directly.

There was also a magic water boat stored in the Black and White Evils' storage ring, but it was estimated that it had experienced some powerful sea monster attack on the way here, and the boat was damaged and needed to be repaired before it could be used.

The water boat rode the wind and waves, and the speed was not bad.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

According to the information Xia Daoming obtained from soul searching, if he continued to travel northwest at this speed for another three days, he would reach the lair of the Black and White Devils. If he switched to the Golden Winged Eagle, as long as he did not fly in the wrong direction or take the wrong route, he should be able to reach the lair in half a day.

Xia Daoming was calculating in his mind, and was about to put away the water boat and release the Golden Winged Eagle from the spirit beast bag again, when he suddenly saw a few small black dots appearing in the distance in front of him.