Quick Travel: Cannon fodder is not mixed in

As everyone looked, the sea water all over the sky turned black, blocking the blue sky and daylight.

At that moment, everyone was looking at the same place.

A man came from the sea, dressed in black, and his whole body was filled with black mist. His eyebrows were sparse, and his mood was dull. He seemed to be disdainful of this place and ignorant of all things.

But there is no doubt that the sound just now was made by him.

Suddenly, this damn sense of oppression drove away Wang San's random thoughts. He suppressed the surging blood and helped the fox to stand up.

"He's strong, stronger than anyone I've ever seen."

The fox's fur flew around: "What should we do now?"

Before they could discuss the matter, the Wang clan members on the other side raised their hands above their heads and shouted: "Welcome the Imperial Master——"

Not to mention pure-blooded creatures, even other states and countries were confused.

When did the Wang family have a national teacher?

They didn't get the news at all.

Although you can't win the battle, knowing yourself and the enemy can help you position yourself correctly, so as not to lose without knowing how.

The kings of various states immediately fell into recollection. After going through their previous memories and making sure that they had not offended Wang Zhou, they breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the man who was respectfully called the National Master did not pay attention to them. Instead, he looked at the living beings. His brows furrowed slightly, obviously dissatisfied with their stubborn resistance.

"You evil beasts, why don't you surrender quickly!"

The sound spread thousands of miles, even the sea was silent.

"What the hell are you talking about? Bah! If you surrender, you will die. You should think I'm stupid." The fox was the first to be unconvinced and stood up and shouted.

The Imperial Master's patience ran out, and with a wave of his hand, the sky changed dramatically.

The fox flew backwards, spitting blood.

"Damn fox!"

Silver Snake followed and flew out to intercept the attack.

However, none of them combined could withstand the blow. The fox lost an arm and the silver snake cut off its tail.

The other pure-blooded creatures were also attacked and struggled to resist. Those who could not withstand it were buried here.

"Roar--"

At this moment, a huge fish tore open the curtain of darkness and slowly swam into this world, bringing light with it.

"You are finally here, Kunpeng." The Imperial Master's eyebrows relaxed, and he was very satisfied with this.

The fish dispersed all the darkness and spoke human words: "I am not Kunpeng, but I am lucky to have a drop of Kunpeng blood."

If you look closely, you can see that the two wings on its side have just sprouted and seem to be growing, but only it knows that it has not changed for tens of thousands of years.

The Imperial Master smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, what I want is that drop of Kunpeng's blood."

If Kunpeng is really here, who would dare to take advantage of this place?

"That's the boss!" The fox sat up, not caring about its broken arm, but pointed at the fish in the sky and said, "I'll go! I know the boss is very greedy, but I didn't expect the boss to be so obsessed with Kunpeng blood!"

"Damn fox, stop lamenting and get back to the boat!" Silver Snake, who was paralyzed on the ground, yelled angrily.

The fox finally came back to his senses and realized that her condition was very bad. She was in a panic. She was surrounded by soldiers from all over the country who were carefully surrounding her. It bared its teeth and showed a fierce look.

"These guys really think I'm a fox and I'm easy to bully, right?"

It picked up the silver snake and coiled her around its body. The hair all over its body exploded and its six tails popped out, shocking everyone who was eager to try.

At the same time, a huge aura swayed in the air, and it was Feng Qing and the Imperial Master who took action.

At this moment, no matter in the sky or on the earth, the battle horn sounds again.

boom!

The next moment, the seawater poured in and kept slapping the 'Mayfly Fairy Island'.

The breeze swept over and threw several large ships into the sea. The breeze picked up the fox and the silver snake and took them into the sea. However, one of them could not swim, and the other was seriously injured and almost drowned.

Wang San struggled to get them into the boat. Without taking a breath, the boat began to sway under the rough waves.

"Boss!"

"How can we just leave like this, the boss is still here."

"The boss was distracted and sent us away. If we go back now, wouldn't we be letting down the boss's wishes? Besides, we can't help much here, and it will distract the boss, so we might as well leave first."

Everyone has their own opinions, but fortunately they still have sense and don't go back to cause trouble.

In fact, they don't have this opportunity.

Not long after they floated, ships from various states also caught up, with bows, crossbows, and fire taking turns. Even if the pure-blooded creatures were powerful, they could not withstand repeated attacks.

"How long do we need to float on this sea?" The fox was anxious.

"Fifteen days." Wang San replied, "When I came here, I drifted on the sea for fifteen days."

He met a girl who was a bitch and sent him to feed the fishes. Fortunately, he was lucky and did not die but ended up on the "Mayfly Fairy Island". Instead, he was killed by a crazy pure-blood creature as soon as he landed on the beach.

Upon hearing that it would take fifteen days, the pure-blooded creatures on the ship fell silent.

They lost one-tenth of their companions before the first day was over. Can they really survive the fifteenth day?

This is an unknown answer...

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"What's next? Old man, it's not a good habit to stop in the middle of telling a story. You'll get beaten easily." The wine bottle in Chang Yuan's hand was already empty, and his whole body was dyed white by snow.

He stayed in Qianyuan Town so well that all the wine that had been stored in the restaurant for many years was wiped out by him.

Shang Guo knelt in the snow, blood staining the ground red drop by drop along his fingers, and there was always hatred on his face, the kind that was engraved into his bones.

At this time, it was already night five days later.

He raised his head unwillingly and opened his bloodless lips: "Do you think nothing will happen if you kill me? There are a hundred thousand troops outside the city, and the national army will arrive soon. You will all die!"

Zhang Yuan sat on the wooden bench, paused in his yawning, and looked curious: "National Master? Old man, there seems to be this person in your story. Is he very powerful?"

Before the old man could speak, Shang Guo laughed again.

"Of course it's powerful. The half-blood Kunpeng died in the hands of the Imperial Master back then. If he hadn't used his five years of life to perform the Immortal Killing Technique and seriously injured the Imperial Master, how could those evil beasts have survived hiding in Qianyuan Town!"

You can hear it, full of hatred.

However, it would be too stubborn to still have this energy after kneeling in the ice and snow for five days.

Considering the context, Zhang Yuan could probably guess the follow-up of the story. It was nothing more than the young Wang San leading the group of pure-blooded creatures to escape with difficulty, suffering numerous casualties, and finally returned to Mount Laoshan, only to find that Mount Laoshan had really disappeared.

He was extremely sad. At this time, the national master defeated the half-blood Kunpeng and came after him, intending to destroy all the pure-blooded creatures. The young Wang San used his life span to defeat the national master and gain ten years of peace.

However, the current national master's injuries have healed and his cultivation is even more advanced.

But the old man Wang San was no longer able to perform his second Immortal Killing Technique, and Qianyuan suppressed Weiyi.

Zhang Yuan sighed, not understanding why he always met such kind and compassionate people who lived miserable lives. Wasn't this a chance for him to show off?

He is just a national master in a small world, and the matter of him stretching out his fingers is not a big deal.

Sitting there for another five days was quite boring.

Zhang Yuan wanted to take a stroll around, but Qianyuan Town was so quiet that there were no mosquitoes. Everyone found a place to hold their breath, as if waiting for death quietly.