on the turbid Yihong sea bottom, two human figures are rapidly passing through the turbulent current and diving continuously.

"eh? Brother, I don't think your accomplishments are high, but your magic power is profound. I think the immortal formula must be very powerful. With your skill, ordinary four level ghost king is not your enemy. " From time to time, Wu Fengyun, who was driving a huge sword, looked back at Lu Chen behind him and was more shocked.

they didn't know each other for several days. Wu Fengyun found that only the second level ghost King's cultivation of land dust was far more introverted than he imagined. When they...