The Future Fishing Boat Clone

Fortunately, this Tier 8 undead fish struggled a few times on the deck, then stopped moving, and soon died completely.

"Be careful, it may not be a treasure, but an undead creature!"

Xuanyuan Zhantian turned his head to look at the human race who was still a little pale, and reminded him aloud.

"Well, I got it!"

The human race with lingering fears, thank you.

Then Xuanyuan Zhantian patted Ye Qingshan on the shoulder and returned to his fishing position. Ye Qingshan and others also picked up the fishing rod and continued fishing.

But every one of them was a lot more careful, and I didn't dare to be careless anymore.

At this time, a burst of laughter came not far away.

"Hahaha, your human race is really rubbish, fishing for an undead fish has to be frantic, and almost there were casualties, it's really useless!"

More than two hundred meters away, on the flying boat of the Sky Fire God Sect, a Protoss laughed and said, and next to him was that Hong Zhenhai.

Obviously, Yuanjia's road is narrow!

"It's Hong Zhenhai and the others. They look arrogant!"

Ye Qingshan said aloud.

"Don't worry about them, continue to hurry up and fish!"

Ou Shaotian said aloud.

"understand!"

Ye Qingshan nodded.

Everyone also no longer pays attention to those protoss, but concentrates on fishing.

But those protoss are not reconciled.

At this moment, a human race caught a piece of fluorescent-colored ore, and just pulled it out of the water, the Protoss threw a hook over it and entangled the ore.

The two sides began to snatch.

Obviously, the ore was pulled up and stretched in the air.

"Come on!"

The human race next to him immediately cheered up.

"Hahaha, it's useless to come on, this stone is mine."

As soon as the protoss that shot was sent and received, the human race's fishing line was broken. Obviously, the method of the protoss was better.

Seeing that the unknown ore was about to be taken away.

Ye Qingshan, who was next to him, immediately took a shot. With a flick of the fishing rod, the hook was wrapped around the fishing line, "It’s not easy to grab it."

Ye Qingshan's strength was obviously stronger than that of the Protoss. With a burst of power, he quickly pulled the ore toward the fishing boat clone.

"Damn it!"

The protoss suddenly cursed, and with the same force, the two sides began a tug-of-war.

"Come on, kill those human races!"

At this time, the other protoss saw that the protoss fell into a disadvantage, and couldn't help but make a sound.

"Hahaha, didn't you just say that it's useless to cheer, barking hairy, barking, a group of double-standard dogs, barking really ugly, it seems to be the brain watts!"

The human race couldn't help laughing out loud.

Others couldn't help smiling. The Protoss who was fighting for the ore just said it was useless to shout for cheering, but now the Protoss next to him shouted for cheering.

Sure enough, the protoss face was a bit shameful, and soon he lost, and the ore was pulled back by Ye Qingshan.

"Damn it!"

The Protoss face was ugly, and he had to break his fishing line so that the fishing rod would not be pulled over.

"Oh, I won!"

The Human Race suddenly cheered.

"Good job!"

Ou Shaotian and Xuanyuan Zhantian also said with a smile.

However, the competition for ore is just the beginning. No matter what the Terran catches, someone from the Protoss will grab it.

Similarly, Terran is not far behind, as long as someone from the Protoss catches something, Terran will also take action.

Both sides will win each other.

At this moment, Ou Shaotian raised his fishing rod, and a metal object was caught by him. As soon as it was pulled out of the whirlpool, the Protoss over there shot.

This time it was Hong Zhenhai who had apparently been staring at Ou Shaotian for a long time.

"interesting!"

However, Ou Shaotian didn't rush, and with a flick of the fishing rod in his hand, the All Souls Fishing Technique was activated, and the force continued to vibrate along the fishing line.

A terrible shock wave was formed in an instant.

Unprepared, Hong Zhenhai almost got rid of his fishing rod. If that was the case, he would be embarrassed.

"Yes, a little bit of strength."

Not to be outdone, Hong Zhenhai exerted his strength in an instant, and a force swept along the fishing line.

The competition between the two sides attracted the attention of many people.

Before it was just an ordinary disciple snatching, now it's not ordinary. Both sides are the top 100 masters of their respective Dajiao true biography list.

The fight between the two is already about the faces of the two religions.

"You said, who of them will win?"

Hou Zhenfei asked out aloud on the other flying boat of the ancient gods.

"Brother Hou, I feel that we are going to lose here. Brother Ou's rise is too short. Hong Zhenhai is a long-established master!"

"I don't think so, Brother Ou's Primordial Divine Body can be cultivated to a high level."

"High-level divine bodies are only superior in strength. The strength has long surpassed the endurance of the fishing line. The key is to control the strength."

"Yeah, if you can't protect the fishing line, no matter how strong it is, it's useless."

When Hou Zhenfei asked, several people immediately expressed their opinions, basically they were not optimistic about Ou Shaotian.

"Don't worry, take a look first!"

Hou Zhenfei waved his hand, motioning them to watch first.

at the same time.

Ou Shaotian's Wanling fishing technique has been exerted to the extreme, and the pure and incomparable divine power is directly approaching, passing through the metal object and invading the opponent's fishing line.

After that, he retreated the divine source power on the opponent's fishing line and invaded step by step, and even the opponent's fishing line was invaded step by step.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Hong Zhenhai's face looked ugly.

But let him just concede defeat, he was not reconciled, and immediately urged the divine power in his body, constantly inputting the fishing rod, in an attempt to regain control.

However, facing the ultimate forging body Ou Shaotian, whose **** power has his purity!

I can't grab it at all.

Soon, Ou Shaotian's divine power took control of the opponent's fishing line, and the limit followed the fishing line and invaded the opponent's fishing rod.

"Let me go!"

Saw Ou Shaotian suddenly exerted his strength, the divine source force that had been invading gently and steadily suddenly became fierce, and suddenly rushed into the opponent's fishing rod.

Immediately after a sudden pull, the fishing rod in Hong Zhenhai's hand suddenly dropped.

"not good!"

Hong Zhenhai's expression changed, he leaned forward and reached out to grab it, but it was too late.

The metal object and his fishing rod were both pulled back by Ou Shaotian, and this scene also fell into the hands of countless spectators.

"it is good!"

Countless people applauded on the Taikoo Shenjia Feizhou.

On the flying boat of the Sky Fire God, everyone covered their faces. It was really embarrassing. Even if you can't get something, you can't even keep the fishing rod.

What a shame!

"Shaotian, good job!"

Xuanyuan Zhantian also said with a smile.

"Hahaha, it's okay, this fishing rod is not bad, whoever needs it, give it to him!"

Ou Shaotian picked up Hong Zhenhai's fishing rod and said with a smile.

"I want I want!"

Suddenly many people raised their hands.

"Haha, I'm joking, such a special trophy, of course, I have to collect it carefully!"

Ou Shaotian laughed loudly.

Others couldn't help showing a gloomy look. Indeed, this trophy is too special, it can't be used to pretend to be the best.

Bragging, everyone likes it!