When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

The sword was very shiny and didn't need to be wiped too much, but she was feeling irritated and had no place to vent.

I can only polish the sword again and again in frustration until it becomes brighter.

Senior Sheng didn't know whether he was hit by his mother or what, but he felt very upset. Zhou Ling was worried and went to check on him twice. Both times, it was found that he had slight heart damage, which led to his coma.

Hey……

She was worried because she lost one of her main fighting forces.

Let’s talk about Madam Lu. She is in a coma. It may be because she was frightened by what happened to Xihai Sect, or it may be because she was hit hard. In any case, her condition is almost the same as that of Senior Sheng. They are both in a coma because of damage to their heart meridians.

Things happened one after another, isn't this a coincidence? Now the only ones who can fight are her and her mother, two weak rookies, who are going to rescue their master.

Fortunately, they traveled on this trip by ship.

Although the building ship is bulky, the defensive barrier on it has been improved by the master and is not so easy to break. Driving it forward can make people feel more at ease.

After all, in terms of speed, this bulky building ship may not be as good as their small magic weapon for one person, but in terms of slowness, the difference is not too big, so it is safer to drive the building ship. It can prevent enemy attacks on the way, and even if it reaches the destination, it can serve as a short haven.

The journey seemed to go by very quickly. Zhou Ling prepared his sword and put away various elixirs that could replenish spiritual power and provide healing effects in a timely manner, placing them in the most convenient location where they could be taken out in the most timely manner.

She has made full preparations for the upcoming fierce battle.

But when they arrived at their destination and saw the Demon Lord's men, the other side, without saying a word, set up a cannon from somewhere and fired a shot in the direction of their ship.

Before the boat capsized, Zhou Ling wanted to curse.

Where is the promised indestructibleness? Where is the promised iron shell?

cough cough...

Although their ship turned over after the bombardment, surprisingly, the barrier was not broken and remained strong.

"Where exactly is it? Since the barrier works, I'll just drive in!"

In a hurry, Zhou Li started to speak fluently again, his eyes burning as he stared at the control panel, his fingers gripping the steering wheel, waiting for Zhou Ling's answer so that she could confirm the direction and speed away.

"there!"

It was difficult to tell the directions under the sea, so Zhou Ling simply stayed by his mother's side and gave her directions in time.

So the overturned ship came back to life. Under the control of the mother, it was like a nimble fish, moving freely in the sea and avoiding wave after wave of obstacles and dangers.

Spiritual power cannons are extremely useful and almost all sects in the world of immortal cultivation have them. But now when people think about it, many people feel ashamed. After all, it is really abominable to hand over this convenience to the demons.

But it doesn’t matter. If it’s something that shouldn’t be here, just destroy it. It’s not worth the trouble.

As for spiritual power cannons, everyone has one. Through observation, Zhou Ling found that the spiritual power cannons they installed on the ship were even more powerful.

Come on, let’s fight, who’s afraid of who!

So the mother controlled the ship to move left and right, while Zhou Ling went back to her old job. The small spiritual power cannon was played with in many ways in her hands. The spiritual power cannon mixed with thunder power made its power even greater.

Even half-demons can be defeated by him, let alone these ordinary monks.

One blast can kill a large area. In front of the spiritual power cannon with sufficient ammunition, you are no match for it, not even the pebbles on the roadside can compare to you.

Small stones can hurt your feet, but they are just an eyesore. The obstacles at the beginning are just illusions, and the smoother the journey, the smoother it will be.

But the scene they saw still shocked the mother and daughter for a long time.

No one expected that the so-called ancient ruins would actually be an intact city.

Although it was sunk into the sea, the city inside and outside seemed to be full of vitality, with no signs of decay or erosion by sea water.

If the demon clan's minions had not been arranged on the periphery and had not even stepped in, Zhou Ling would have doubted whether the new signs of life in this underwater city were left behind by those people outside.

Although they were clearly in the sea, Zhou Ling could clearly see a bowl of braised pork noodles on the street stall, which was still steaming hot.

This is unscientific!
Shouldn't the heat be dissolved in the seawater? How can it be the same as what we see on land?
Wait a minute! Why does this scene seem more and more familiar?
The stool was crooked, as if someone was sitting there just a moment ago. The noodles in the bowl were steaming and the pot next to it was boiling.

The street is full of traces left by vendors, and all the stalls look the same as when they were set up, as if there were many people on the street one moment, and all of them disappeared the next.

Such a familiar scene made Zhou Ling instantly dream back to the Ice Domain Sect!

Could it be that... this place experienced a situation similar to that of the Ice Domain Sect?

But for some unknown reason, their city sank to the bottom of the sea, but everything that happened before all of them disappeared was preserved?

The mother and daughter observed the surrounding environment and situation, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Along the way, apart from a few of the Demon Lord's men who fired at them in an attempt to stop them, they didn't see any other people.

Not to mention the demons, they hadn’t even seen the demons’ minions.

"Could it be a scam?"

Zhou Li slowed down the speed of the ship, turned to look at his daughter, and asked in a very uncertain tone.

Of course Zhou Ling also took this matter very seriously. Along the way, the range of her mental power and spiritual awareness had never been restrained. She was exploring all the way, but to no avail.

What can be confirmed now is that the city that sank to the bottom of the sea is very large, so large that even Zhou Ling’s spiritual sense and mental strength cannot overlook the entire city.

But they were heading in the right direction, and Zhou Ling could already vaguely feel that his master's presence was just ahead.

Although he was unsure, since he was already here, the most important thing was to find his master and Sect Leader Lu as soon as possible and rescue them.

The deeper the ship sailed, the higher the terrain of the city appeared.

The buildings below are no longer a group of short buildings, but have become towering palaces.

But none of this matters. What matters is that Zhou Ling, standing at the bow, has already seen his master!

Just as Master Lu saw, the master was covered in blood, lying face down in the aisle of a long corridor, his face unable to be seen clearly.

But even from such a distance, Zhou Ling could faintly smell the smell of blood coming from the sea.

"Master!"

Without knowing the specific situation below, Zhou Ling did not dare to rush out of the ship barrier that could protect them, so he stood at the bow and waved his hand downwards. (End of this chapter)