Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Boom.

Not far away, a group of blazing fire shot into the sky, dyeing the whole sky red, making the night look like day.

Fang Lang was shocked to see this scene, his face full of shock.

In the distance, there is a huge volcano in the sea, like a pillar of heaven standing in the sky.

The volcano is not extinct yet. At this time, it is in the midst of a volcanic eruption. It spewed out a large amount of hot magma, covering the surrounding sea area. Seen from a distance, there seems to be a frightening sea of ​​flames.

What's even more frightening is that under this volcano, there are snoring sounds one after another from time to time, shaking the void, shaking the surrounding sea, and setting off huge waves.

This rhythmic sound, like a big hammer, beat Fang Lang's heart from time to time, making him feel a suffocating pressure.

"What a strong breath..." Fang Lang couldn't help being horrified. Except for the Lord of Great Flame, he had never felt such a strong breath.

Obviously, this is a warrior-level powerhouse.

In Beihai, there is only one Martial King-level powerhouse, and that is the Fire Dragon King who keeps fearing the entire Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai.

Sure enough, the soldiers on the ship were also shocked by the sound, and they all looked at the huge volcano in awe.

"This is the Fire Dragon King's lair. Fortunately, it sleeps all year round. As long as we don't provoke it, it won't hurt us. Be careful, let's get out of here." Hu Tianhua walked over with a serious expression on his face.

Several crew members turned around to bypass the hell ahead.

Fang Lang watched the volcano slowly shrink in sight, his fists clenched, and an inexplicable light shone in his eyes.

"Fire Dragon King. If I can get its essence and blood, then my nine-year-old body can be elevated to the fourth floor." Fang Lang took a deep breath and was forced to succumb to his inner impulse.

He is not an idiot. With his current strength, facing the Wangwu-level Fire Dragon King is simply adding fuel to the fire, and it is purely a way to die.

However, Fang Lang couldn't help feeling hot when he thought that when he was promoted to the fourth floor at the age of 9, his strength was comparable to that of King Wu.

When I become the king of half-step warriors, I should have the strength to chop it. Fang Lang thought to himself, with a confident face and a hint of expectation in his heart.

When the blood demon sword king is in the half-step martial king state, he can kill the strong martial king, and with Fang Lang's talent, he can kill the half-step martial king level, or even more.

"Shout. Shout..."

Under the volcano, in the hot lava, a giant dragon slowly opened a pair of huge eyes, looking at Fang Lang and their disappearing big ship.

Is Jiutiangong going to open again? A rumbling sound resounded from the volcano, shaking the void, triggering boiling lava and evaporating the surrounding seawater.

"It's a pity. For thousands of years, no genius has been approved by the Jiutian Palace. At that time, the Blood Demon Sword Prince still had a chance, but unfortunately, his martial arts were not suitable for the Jiutian Palace."

The Fire Dragon King sighed in his heart.

No one knows that the Fire Dragon King has another identity, that is, the guardian of Heaven Nine. Otherwise, you will be so kind as the Fire Dragon King, and you will not behead the young strong man to heaven!

In fact, since the ancestors of the Fire Dragon King, their clan has always had a strong guard here. This is their oath to pass on the fire dragon to ancient times.

In ancient times, the owner of Jiutian Palace was a powerful terrorist. Once known as the Lord of the North Sea, he had a great influence on the world, terrorizing countless imperial dynasties and empires.

Huojiaolong was a vassal of Jiutian Palace at that time. After being destroyed in ancient times, their clan was forced to swear to protect Jiutiangong until the descendants of Jiutiangong were found.

Since then, in the past 10,000 years, in Qianqian, each generation of Huo Jiaolong will leave a Wu King-level Huo Jiaolong in Beihai to guard the Jiutian Palace.

In a blink of an eye, countless years have passed, and even the Fire Dragon King doesn't know the secrets in the Heavenly Palace. All of these have been lost in the long river of time.

The Fire Dragon King only knows one thing, that is, he will protect Nine Heavens for a thousand years, until Fire Dragon sends another warrior-level powerhouse to meet him, then he can leave here and go to the real world.

"Eighteen North Sea countries!"

The Fire Dragon King raised his head and looked in the direction of the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, his eyes filled with disdain.

"I don't know why the owner of the Jiutian Palace stipulates that only people from 18 countries in Beihai can enter the Jiutian Palace for trial. What can such a small and poor place produce? I am afraid that in another 10 million years, the Jiutian Palace will have no descendants .” The Fire Dragon King shook his head.

The Fire Dragon King came to the 18 countries in the North Sea from other countries. Everything he knows is vast. The geniuses of the 18 countries in Beihai are just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

The Fire Dragon King didn't understand why Jiutiangong wanted to find descendants in 18 countries in Beihai. If his genius had been allowed to be tested, I'm afraid the offspring would have been discovered long ago.

"Hey, it seems that I'm going to be honestly staying here for hundreds of years, it's really uncomfortable!"

The Fire Dragon King sighed, lowered his huge head, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Long guarding, long waiting, it only uses sleep to play, otherwise it really doesn't know how to live.

The vast North Sea, boundless, is an isolated island standing under the blue sky.

The island is shrouded in black mist. It is difficult to buy the gold inside from the outside. Only a huge momentum emanates from the island, making the ferocious beasts in the surrounding waters dare not approach here.

There is a huge stone tablet on the isolated island, with three words engraved on it-Iceland.

Obviously, this is an island shrouded in black mist. It's called Iceland, and it doesn't even have ice on it. really weird

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There is a palace on a frozen island. At this time, laughter came from inside. Clearly, the owner inside was very excited.

"One hundred and eighty years, one hundred and eighty years, I finally let the old man find a woman with a body of ice, hahaha..."

The interior of the palace is very dark, filled with a gloomy atmosphere. An old man in a gray robe stood in front of the ice bed and smiled. His face was full of excitement, excitement and maniacal laughter. Lying on the ice bed in front of him was a beautiful woman in a blue dress. She looked pure and holy, with watery eyes that made people involuntarily attracted.

If Fang Lang was here, he would know that this woman was just a wooden ice and snow, an open ice and snow elf, a dream goddess of countless young men. She was reduced to a low-level prisoner.

At this time, Mu Bingxue was very scared. Her beautiful eyes stared at the gray-robed old man in front of her, full of anger and gnashing of teeth. ..