Xu Ying glanced at him with a bad look, and the three Xu Ying hugged each other, looked at him in horror, and shouted: "If you kill us, the words "Mourning and Desolation" will come back to you!"

Xu Ying walked away with a fierce look and glanced at the San Ren on the ferry who only had his upper body left. The San Ren was also huddled in the corner, terrified and inexplicable.

Xu Ying looked kind and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill anyone who has no ill intentions towards me."

Nasanren was a little relieved.

Xu Ying turned around and faced the three cowards Xu Ying, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said to himself: "Should I kill him? Even half of his body can be made into a pretty good treasure..."

He remained motionless, his neck twisted to the back of his head, and he glanced secretly at the stranger, as if he was weighing his value.

"The soul has been burnt out and cannot be used for much purpose."

Xu Ying lost interest in the scattered people, and his eyes fell on the demon god punting the boat.

The demon couldn't help but shudder, clenched his bamboo pen, and said to himself: "If he wants to make me into a magic weapon, with my hundreds of thousands of years of practice, I can resist his three moves. After three moves, I will abandon the ship immediately.

Run away, I don’t think he can catch up!”

Fortunately, Xu Ying lost interest in Chi and accepted the three who could not be beaten. He was talking to himself again, sometimes laughing and sometimes getting angry.

The demon god was trembling all the way, ferrying through the endless sea of ​​fire. His purpose was just to earn some incense money to use to improve his cultivation. It was a hard job.

I didn’t expect to encounter such a fierce god!

Finally, when the ferry reached the other side, Xu Ying got off the boat, bowed to him and thanked him, then turned and walked towards Daoqiguan.

The Demon God watched him go away and breathed a sigh of relief: "He paid six extra coins for the incense, and I made a profit. Speaking of which, the last time I saw him, my brain was still fine, so why did it go bad?"

Xu Ying felt better and better, was full of energy, and walked all the way to the land of enlightenment.

Before arriving at the Land of Daoqi, I saw a scholar sitting on the side of the road on the fork in front of me, and above him was the scholar's ten thousand-foot soul.

Seeing Xu Ying approaching, the scholar stood up, bowed and said with a smile: "Ding Simu, a layman in the immortal world, has met Xu Tianzun."

Xu Ying's eyes flashed fiercely, his temper became violent, and he was about to kill him indifferently. When he heard these words, he suddenly sobered up for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What did you call me?"

"Doubu is divided into five palaces, east, west, south, north and middle. Among them, Zhonggong is the leader. The three strongest immortals are called Zhongdou Sanzhen. Xu Tianzun, known as Ziqi Zhenren, is the best thug in the Immortal Court."

The scholar Ding Simu said leisurely, "I have heard of his name for a long time, and I have seen you on the wanted list. He is listed above me. How could I not recognize you?"

"Zhenren Ziqi, the number one thug in Immortal Court?"
Chapter completed!