"At last!"

Standing on the deck, looking at the huge Island thousands of meters away, Song Yan, who sailed for five months on the sea, couldn't help sighing.

The three faces of Ningbo Wei-soo Gao Hongying behind him were somewhat worried. After all, six disciples of Tianhai Jianzhong died in their hands. If the people of Tianhai Jianzhong knew the news, they would go to Tianhai Jianzhong and throw themselves into the net.

The whole island is wrapped up in a big batch, but it is now in a semi-open state.

A small boat shot like a sharp arrow and stopped in front of the boat. There were two disciples...