Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

In the memory of the captain in black, there was only a back figure that was suspected to be the descendant of the demon.

But the familiar aura still made Zhang Yifeng instantly recognize him. This person was definitely the descendant of the devil who was captured and imprisoned by the Shell organization.

And it seems that this demon descendant was brought out from Neptune City by the stronghold manager.

I just don’t know if he was swept away by the waves like the captain in black.

If Zhang Yifeng was really swept away, it would be difficult for Zhang Yifeng to find him again.

However, this descendant of the devil was hiding with the stronghold manager. With the strong and calculating mind, the stronghold manager may have anticipated this natural disaster.

Therefore, there is a high probability that there will be no problem with the descendants of the devil. What Zhang Yifeng has to do now is to get to the place where all the warships gather as soon as possible.

Liu Ling and Ji Xing were re-directed to collect wood, and the boat placed on the coast gradually took shape with the efforts of Zhang Yifeng and three others.

After patting the dust on his hands, Zhang Yifeng turned to look at Liu Ling and Ji Xing, who were leaning against the tree and breathing heavily, with a smile on their faces.

"It's finally done. Let's leave this island first. What, why are you nostalgic for this island?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said to the two of them.

"Ahem, no, no. By the way, brother Wang, don't you feel tired? We are already exhausted just collecting wood and so on. Brother Wang, you don't feel tired at all after you built a boat with your own hands?"

Liu Ling immediately stood up straight and said to Zhang Yifeng with curiosity on his face.

Seeing how quickly Liu Ling recovered from her previous state of fear, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was so generous.

"I'm not tired, maybe because I am a body-refining monk."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and Liu Ling showed a look of surprise when he heard this.

But then Liu Ling blinked again and coughed hard.

"Wang, Brother Wang, you said you are a body refining monk? Then why was the sword energy you used just now so terrifying?"

Liu Ling looked at Zhang Yifeng blankly and swallowed hard.

"Oh, that, I am a concurrent practitioner. My strongest fighting method is still the physical body."

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly. He was not lying. The strongest and lowest consumption thing in him now was indeed pure strength.

"Jan, jianxiu?"

Liu Ling swallowed and looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.

"Yeah, why, haven't you seen me like this before?"

Zhang Yifeng said with some surprise, there should be a lot of people practicing both physical and martial arts in the immortal world.

"Ahem, I must have seen this before, but no one can master both to such an extent like Brother Wang."

Liu Ling scratched his neck awkwardly as he spoke.

"No more talk about this, let's set off."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, then turned around and led people towards the boat.

This small boat is also based on Zhang Yifeng's advanced concept. It is not crude and can support the three people to go to the location of the warship.

After boarding the boat, Zhang Yifeng took out a core from the storage ring and placed it in the cabin.

Through the conduction of the previously arranged formation, the energy in the core blessed the boat.

This core is a semi-finished flying boat core developed by the sect when Zhang Yifeng was in Lingyue Continent. Because it is a semi-finished product, it is not enough to support the boat in the air.

But as long as the blessing energy is enough, the speed will definitely not be slower than the flying boat.

After the boat gained power, it started slowly and gradually accelerated. With a splashing sound, the boat quickly approached the direction of the warship under the control of Zhang Yifeng.

"Wang, Brother Wang, what kind of treasure are you!"

Liu Ling stood on the edge of the deck of the boat, looking at the speeding boat, and asked Zhang Yifeng with gleaming eyes.

This speed is much faster than a warship, although their small boat is many times smaller than a warship.

But such speed has far exceeded Liu Ling's expectations.

Time passed little by little. Zhang Yifeng compared the position on the chart and drove the boat quickly towards the warship.

Soon, huge black spots in the distance came into Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Looking closer, those warships are in front. Just looking at the damage on the outside of these warships, it is obvious that they suffered heavy losses in that natural disaster.

"I see it, I see it!"

Liu Ling said with excitement, his shining eyes staring straight at the warship in the distance.

"I saw it, I saw it, don't be so excited."

Zhang Yifeng said helplessly, and soon the boat approached the warship closest to them.

Once the distance was close, Zhang Yifeng released his senses and found that there were only a few auras on the warship, which was not proportional to the originally huge number of monks.

"Something's wrong."

Zhang Yifeng frowned and continued to look forward with his consciousness. He suddenly discovered that there was an island in front of the warships.

This island is countless times larger than the island that Zhang Yifeng and the others lost. Zhang Yifeng's entire spiritual consciousness can only cover half of the island.

"Hiss, it seems we are still a step too late. Everyone on the warship has gone to the island, leaving only a few people on the warship to guard."

Zhang Yifeng frowned, and after docking the boat beside the warship, he motioned for Liu Ling and Ji Xing to follow him.

After arranging the aura-concealing spells on each of them, Zhang Yifeng led the two of them to sneak into the warship quietly.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but the warship Zhang Yifeng was on happened to be under the control of the Shell Organization.

I saw three monks on the deck who were faintly exuding the aura of blood and were talking. Zhang Yifeng took a few steps closer.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that by accident, we would be pushed to the edge of this ancient dojo by the current. Originally, the supervisor was planning to take people to separate from the fleet and secretly take us to the island. Now the island is like this If there are too many people, I'm afraid something will happen."

One of the three men whispered, with a sad look in his eyes.

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, if the supervisor is here, he will definitely find a way. Besides, the people left behind on these warships are all our people. Even if someone notices something is wrong, it doesn't matter. As long as we use a little trick, we won't be afraid of these things. People don’t fall for it.”

The other person waved his hand with an indifferent look on his face.

"That's right. The current situation is under our control, and we are not afraid of what trouble these people may cause."

The man who had been silent pinched his chin, and his face showed that this was indeed the case.

Listening to the conversation between these three people, Zhang Yifeng frowned. These guys from the Shell Organization had actually made so many preparations.

The most important thing is that this is the location of the ancient dojo, which Zhang Yifeng did not expect.

All the warships were pushed here due to a natural disaster.