Chapter 548

In the boundless sea.

One day, two figures suddenly flew up from the water, and then drove away with two knives.

At the bottom of the sea, a real dragon looked at the figure leaving and sighed: "the road of the strong is still coming out by itself, Qing'er. It depends on you in the future."

With that, the mysterious real dragon entered the dragon palace again and disappeared.

At this time, Xiaoqing takes out a flying spirit instrument and sits with Wang Chen, which is the way to fly to Lingzhou.

"Qing'er, the flying aura is good. The speed is several times faster than mine, and the defense is also excellent. It's just a little publicity."

Wang Chen said, but Qing'er pouted and said:

"No, the speed of this flying spirit instrument is too general, which is much worse than the magic power of evasion. If it goes on like this, I don't know when I can reach the spirit state."

Hearing the speech, Wang Chen was stunned.

There is no doubt that the speed of flying spirit tools can be compared with the speed of divine power evasion. It is really unnecessary to use the divine power of evasion all the time.

"Don't worry. Go slowly. It's still a long time."

Wang Chen said with a smile, and then said, "by the way, I recognize another brother. You can meet him at that time. Well, he is a mouse."

"Really?"

Qing'er showed a cunning look and was a little interested, but then said, "I don't know where Uncle ghost has gone. I haven't seen him for a long time. Hee hee, now I should be better than him!"

Wang Chen smiled without saying anything. The strength of the ghost worshipper was terrible. He didn't show much in front of Wang Chen at the beginning, but even if there was no progress in the past millennium, he wouldn't be inferior to Wang Chen.

"The old ghost should be in Lingzhou. I went through almost all the places except Lingzhou before. I didn't find the whereabouts of the old ghost. It should be in Lingzhou, or I'll go to the central immortal region."

Qing'er also nodded.

In terms of relationship, in addition to Wang Chen, the relationship between ghost zunzhe and grandpa Zhenlong and Qing'er is the best. Grandpa Zhenlong is an elder and cares about Qing'er in every way. The ghost Zun is his playmate, and the ghost Zun is playing crazy with Xiao Qing and making trouble.

As for Wang Chen, he is the closest relative and the feelings that are difficult to express.

"Qing'er, let me control the flying spirit. Anyway, I have nine gods and spirits, and it doesn't affect my cultivation very much. You have just advanced to the immortal beast and survived the natural disaster. During this time, you should strengthen your cultivation and improve your strength a little more, so as to help me in the future."

Wang Chen advised, and Qing'er also mumbled and replied:

"My brother will say that about me. Don't worry. I'll soon become more powerful. When I arrive in Lingzhou, I'll give the congenital ice gas to me. Don't worry."

Qing'er patted his chest and promised to make Wang Chen grin.

In a short time, Xiaoqing was connected by the blood of immortal animals and passed through the May 9th disaster. It can be said that she has made great progress than before.

Under this progress, there is a hidden danger that the foundation is unstable and the strength has not been brought into play. Therefore, Wang Chen wants to control the flying spirit and let Xiaoqing carefully consolidate the foundation.

Qing'er's body turned into a ten foot long dragon, curled up in the flying spirit, and began to consolidate the foundation. Wang Chen smiled. Then, a tree shadow appeared behind him.

This tree is very ordinary, simple and without Hua, but it has a quiet, spiritual and peaceful atmosphere, which makes people calm down and greatly speed up the speed of cultivation.

By Wang Chen's side, Xiaoqing naturally felt this, but with this quiet state of mind, Xiaoqing felt more comfortable, shook the dragon's body and fell asleep.

Wang Chen was helpless and didn't wake her up.

Xiaoqing's blood is enough. Even if she sleeps, she can grow to the level of Mahayana. Therefore, Wang Chen asks Xiaoqing to do something.

On the flying spirit instrument, Wang Chen was controlled by one spirit, and the other eight spirits began to practice carefully.

However, on the flying spirit, even if Wang Chen wants to write love, think and practice in isolation, he can't. After all, Wang Chen has to be careful of emergencies.

Therefore, the efficiency of Wang Chen's cultivation is not high.

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Lingzhou, located in the southernmost part of the Tianyuan continent, is a new continent. In the war of ancient times, the Tianyuan continent was broken and divided into a piece of incomplete continent.

Seven hundred years ago, the mainland was reunited. Not only that, a new continent appeared in the southernmost position.

This continent is called Lingzhou.

Lingzhou is larger than other states, or even much larger. According to the proved area, it has the size of two states.

Probably, Lingzhou is as big as four or five states.

Unlike other states, Lingzhou has no trace of human monks before. It can be said that it is an undeveloped region, containing countless opportunities.

All kinds of precious spiritual materials, spiritual veins and monsters everywhere, are a good place for friars to explore.

Both the scattered practitioners in various states and the elite disciples of various sects rushed to Lingzhou one after another to look for opportunities.

Among them, a large number of monks entered and never came out again. I don't know whether they died in the hands of monsters, humans, or trapped somewhere.

However, what is more known is that friars with unknown reputation find and cherish spiritual materials in Lingzhou. If they don't sell them at a high price, they will have great strength.

There are also great supernatural friars in the depths of Lingzhou, who fight with the demon family experts in Lingzhou.

It has attracted countless monks.

However, when Wang Chen just started, there were more than a dozen merchant ships on a newly-built harbor in the northwest of Lingzhou.

The merchant ship stopped, wheezed twice, and the two figures ran down.

When you look carefully, there are two mice. One is a pure gold mouse, which looks heroic, and the other is a mouse with a slight black and yellow color, with a trace of mystery.

"Taoist friend, wait a minute, wait a minute."

The mouse was just about to leave, when a figure caught up with him. When the figure approached, he found the owner of the merchant ship at that time.

The owner was in a little hurry. After catching up, he took a breath and said:

"Don't worry, Taoist friends. Lingzhou is a new continent. I'm not familiar with many things. If something happens, Master Wang will blame me at that time. I can't afford it!"

"Hum!"

The mouse curled its mouth and hummed:

"What can happen? With my strength, the boss can't help me. What can happen, old man? Talk quickly. I'm still busy. I'll go first if there's nothing wrong."

The little mouse is about to leave. For most hypocritical humans, the little mouse has no good impression.

Besides Wang Chen, the boss, he didn't give anyone a good face.

The middle-aged friar of the merchant ship smiled bitterly. It has been more than a year since Wang Chen left. He didn't see Wang Chen again. It's too difficult to get in touch with Wang Chen, a great supernatural friar. Therefore, he spent all his mind on the mouse.

When he was in Xuanzhou, he invited the mouse to eat it for free, but even so, the mouse didn't look good.

"Well, rat king, I have some maps that Lingzhou already knows. I hope they are useful to you. Just take them away!"

The tone of the middle-aged monk was very oppressive and forced, as if he begged the mouse to accept the benefit.

The little mouse stood there motionless and didn't look good. The middle-aged monk was worried again. He thought of the strength of the little mouse when it was busy in Xuanzhou. He couldn't help sweating and said immediately:

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In a few words, the middle-aged friar held the mouse to the level of "senior".

Of course, the mouse itself can't be called a senior, but it has the relationship with Wang Chen. It's nothing, but there's a trace of impatience in the middle-aged people's heart.

"If elder Wang were here, you wouldn't have to."

"Hey, hey," the mouse grinned. The mouse's eyes were full of pride and cunning. The boss was made an elder, but he was made a Taoist friend. It's not a generation younger. Of course, the mouse won't be happy.

"You are interesting. Give it to me quickly."

The little mouse said, and soon took the storage ring taken out by the middle-aged friar, and then prepared to leave. However, when he left, he seemed to think of something again, turned and said:

"By the way, my boss has several disciples. Well, they seem to have some strength. If you meet them, tell them the news of my boss."

The middle-aged man looked bright when he heard the speech and asked randomly:

"Master rat, where are those Taoist friends?"

"I used to live in dadaozong near Leigu in Leizhou, but with the temperament of those people, I guess I've come to Lingzhou. You can have a look at it."

Then the body of the mouse turned into a light and disappeared.

After the little mouse left, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of thinking: "if you want to make the caravan bigger, you must have your own power. In the past, each big power had its own caravan, or an exclusive caravan. You can't plug in at all. If you go on like this forever, you can't be bigger and stronger."

"Master Wang is a good choice. Only a friar like him who can easily kill even the top great power friars can protect a caravan."

"And the dadaozong near Leizhou Leigu. I haven't heard of it before. It shouldn't be a big sect. Now it's a good opportunity to make friends with them."

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On the other side, the mouse drove dunguang and quickly rushed into Lingzhou.

"Boss, where are we going?"

The golden mouse asked in the mouse's escape light, but the mouse said slightly unhappy: "don't call me big brother, didn't I tell you, call me big brother, call me big brother."

The golden mouse was silent. The little mouse thought for a moment and took out a jade slip. The jade slip was given to him by the middle-aged man. After reading it for a while, the little mouse showed a smile:

"Xiao Jin, let's go. Your strength is still too weak. I'll find you something to eat and increase your strength."