God of Fishing

Han Fei naturally wouldn't refuse if someone came to help.

But whether it's Han Fei or Lo Xiaobai, they're used to their original team. Including departures, are also outside their sphere of trust.

So, even with Cao's participation, Han Fei is unlikely to give them their backs and give them peace of mind in their soul.

The fifth microlight: "I don't suppose anyone else is coming? ”

Los Angeles nodded slightly: "I don't think so. If this visitor is not strong enough, there is a great chance of falling. Also, remember: once you enter the spirit of war, you need to find a way to find your own people. ”

Han Fei was surprised: "Hmm? So it's random? ”

The fifth slight smile: “Beyond the prehistoric soul realm, haven't you noticed? In the Ideal Palace, everything is possible. The whole world was created with strange and horrible ideas. So, whether it's a timeline or a scene, it's actually designed according to the will of the creator. Here, you can reproduce everything in history. What timeline do you enter, what scenes do you see, who and what do you encounter? Perhaps both. ”

Lo Jiu Tian nodded: “If so, the first four souls are places of practice. So, starting from the fifth realm, it's no longer an experience, it's a real battlefield. There are no soul fruits, no soul crystallization, no fantasy fossils. Once in, we may be together or dispersed. We are not only confronted by a large family, but also by the spirits of the sea, prehistoric spirits, sky dominators. I can't tell what happened. ”

Lo Xiaobai's face was slightly heavy: “How can you quickly find someone? ”

Los Angeles smiled softly: “It's simple. Just agree on a location. Whatever battle we encounter, whether or not we will be together at first... just choose your chance to return to the city and find the statue of the Sea God. In the city, people's shelter does not allow people to fight privately. Otherwise, those illusory spirits in your soul will attack you. ”

Han Fei frowned: “In the spirit of war, is there a city? ”

The fifth slight grin: “Not only is there a city, but it is also magnificent. But the city, it's surrounded by sea water. In addition, in the spirit of war, it is extremely simple to distinguish between outsiders. If you're not dead, you're definitely an outsider. Needless to say, when you get there, you'll know. ”

Han Fei Yanluo Xiaobai said: “If you encounter a sudden situation, run to the city. ”

Luo Xiaobai suddenly asked: "Where is the exit of this war spirit? ”

Los Angeles looked slightly heavier: “There is no exit. That city, it seems, has been repeating the foreign war. Only when the war is over will we come out automatically. ”

Han Fei's heart sinks: Dude, the war is over, does that mean the city is over too?

Lo Xiaobaiyi said: “Okay! Get in!”

What we need to know is clear to everyone. Han Fei, they are few, but this war spirit seems to have its own unique rules.

In other words, if the great families want to target them, they need to follow certain rules. Otherwise, it's likely to be hard work.

As long as it wasn't for one appearance, there were hundreds of people who waited on themselves, and the battle could be fought.

Han Fei grinned: “I don't know how this group of people would react if they all crashed. ”

At the entrance of the tablet, Han Fei saw the names of Li Daxian and Tang Yan again. One row first, one row third.

Looking at the foggy entrance, Han Feng suddenly said, "If I had the chance, I'd like to know why humans and sea demons, and the messy races, are fighting. ”

That's what Han Fei said to Lo Xiaobai alone.

The latter glanced at Han Fei and did not speak, indicating that he already knew.

Han Fei has always had a deep doubt: from the beginning, he only knew between humans and sea demons, and he kept dying. In the introduction of "Chemistry", Han Fei felt that humans were divided, people chose the ocean, people chose the land.

Well, even so, hatred shouldn't be so deep? There is no room for each other. From the demise of Heavenly Desert City to the demise of the forthcoming city. And the infinite spiritual fallout of the Beast Nation, really just because of the division between humans themselves?

Also, Han Fei felt that what he saw and heard in the prehistoric spirit realm could not be meaningless.

What the monkey said, that's all. The Beast Emperor doesn't know anything about the Beast Emperor, and he doesn't know it.

But what did Lo Xiaobai mean by “all beings are sacrificed”?

Though I can't remember what happened in his timeline? But he saw the remains of the king, and what else did the slaughterhouse say... behind all this, there was absolutely a deep secret.

“Are the Seven Souls really just places to practice? ”

Between thoughts, Han Fei has gone into the fog.

Feel your body, flying in nothingness for a long time, as if very quickly.

Han did not open his eyes when the light appeared in front of him. Seeing is an incredibly real world.

In front of you, there is a huge, crimson oblique sun. Underneath, is the infinite sea, the waves pile up, the waves roll.

By the side of Korea and Africa, a group of hundreds of people are rapidly plundering the sky and seem to be on their way.

Nor does Han Fei know why he suddenly appeared? But these people, they didn't respond. But for the first time, he looked at his team.

Just look at this, Han Fei is very upset: Luo Xiaobai, they are not even there.

“Nima! Didn't you say there was a chance they'd show up together? Am I that unlucky? ”

At this time, Han Fei can still feel a little death from the people above.

Suddenly, Han Fei's heart moved and found that two people were not dying. When he looked at them, he found them, looking at themselves.

Han Fei glanced slightly: The clothes these two were wearing were obviously from their own time. And after those two saw Han Fei, Han Fei couldn't feel their nervousness.

“A man of the great family? ”

Han Fei looked at his clothes, looked at the Phantom Glass Wings, and wondered: These people, don't they pay attention to these characteristics? It's my Phantom Glass Wings, isn't it obvious?

At a time of confusion in Han Fei, suddenly he heard the most forward flying man, holding a white tentacle conch in his hand, and suddenly drank: “Full speed forward, forward war dangerous. ”

“Ho!”

You can see a hundred people, and you can talk about speed, like sky rafting.

None of these people spoke, a heavy face, muddled. Han Fei glanced at them, and they felt like they were going to die.

Han Fei is counting: The Hundreds of Fishermen! The one up front, it looks like he's still a law enforcement officer. Such a group of people is a very powerful force. Don't know what kind of enemy? Make them look dead.

Han Fei thought instantly, not far from him, and one person approached the past: “Hey! Do you think we can make it back this time? ”

The man asked by Han Fei was middle-aged.

Hearing Han Fei's words, he glanced at him. The thick eyebrow stretched a little: “Perhaps, perhaps not. But what's the fear of death? We are not proud of you these days. If you can live, try to live. ”

Han Fei moved in his heart: he was right. But do these people seem to have regarded themselves, as the pride of their peers, as the rule?

Han Fei was going to take a look at the two people behind him. As a result, the subconscious use of perception. But what he expected was that perception worked?

“Huh!”

In all the previous spiritual realms, perception is an invalid state. But in this war environment, perception worked.

“Is it because you know you're going to fight, so the rules here deliberately release your sensory abilities? ”

Han Fei thought: The creator of this ideal palace is far more powerful than he thought. Is it really possible for a king to just shape so many souls and so many complicated times and spaces in them?

In the perception, those two seem to be muttering something behind them. And at the end of his own perception, Han Fei discovered a big ship and was in the middle of a war.

It's not as big as a dragon boat, but it's almost a kilometer long.

At this moment, some of the stronger men on board are fighting. The sky is bright and colorful, with half a mermaid and shrimp soldier crab generals in the ocean, and a large octopus clapping at the hull.

The formation on board has been broken by half, and some of the perceptions have self-destructed.

“Son of a bitch, have you hit like this already? ”

Fisherman's flying speed, still fast. In this day and age, I wonder if there's a boat? I'm afraid not.

This is not, in the case of a full-fledged rush, after only dozens of breathless hours, the people on the Korean side of Africa have been agitated.

For the mighty, drank: "Prepare for battle. ”

At the moment of this man's voice, everyone was possessed by the Soul Beast.

In the sky, the light leaves the land. Armored divisions have already put their hands on armored boxes, and others have also exhausted armored. Except for the last two.

Watching them behave seems to mean wanting to leave the battlefield. Han Fei Xin said, "How can I make you do what you want?

He saw Han Fei drinking: “Kill! The retreaters are dead. The last two. What are you doing? ”