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Ye Zikawa and Li Chang Night are located in the distance, and it is stunned.

A fish, actually caught a purple gas.

This efficiency is better than that of their fishing corpses.

On the other side of the distance, the creature is equally messy.

Is this Nima?

The fish is crystal clear, and the fluid is like a white jade, there is an amazing aura fluctuation.

Obviously, this is a Hongmeng Lingbao.

This kind of spiritual treasure is indeed rare, and it is estimated that there is only this one in the entire Hongmeng space.

Think of the fish head, the leaves of the leaves are a little quirky.

A fish's Lingbao is actually a fishing rod. Do you want to perform me to fish myself?

No matter how it said, this fishing rod is against the sky.

At once, all the eyes of all souls were attracted over, and they looked at the fishing rod.

Even if it is a strong spirit, you can't afford so much attention.

What's more, in these creatures, there is a hidden power.

The prefecture-level creature is holding a fishing rod, some such as coating the felt.

But let him put the fishing rod, obviously he is not happy.

At this moment, no one cares about the grievous of the grievances in the distance, and the fish is crying.

The atmosphere is getting strange.

Everyone is staring at the fish, but no one is the first to do.

Because if you really fight, that is, dozens of strong men's fighting, when no one knows what will happen.

"It's playing! It's playing!" Ye Zichuan wishes his fist in the distance.

Of course, it is hoped that the more chaos are more likely.

In this way, he can get more corpses and can catch the corpse law enforcement.

Of course, if you can, he also wants to get the fish.

He wanted to see what kind of magic of this fishing rod contained.

Half an hour passed, the sea was calm, and all did not happen.

The master of the fishing rod is picked up, and the fishing rod did not respond.

Just soon, I will catch a purple gas. How can I not?

Other creatures are also watching.

In this way, in the past few hours, the fishing rod is still a silk, there is no reaction.

Don't you do it?

The grades of strong faces are not very good, he changed a direction and started fishing.

Here, no one bother him, I want to see if I can't catch the purple gas.

A few minutes, ten minutes have passed ...

The sea is calm, sparkling, no response.

Fish rods, it seems to fail.

"I will say, just really luck." Ye Zikuan muttered in the distance.

If a fishing rod is really unrestricted, it is as purple, and the special nature of this ocean is not the same.

"let me try."

Another level of gods can't see it, I came out.

Some people who have a fishing rod are somewhat not.

What do you mean? Saim, is it black?

I don't catch a person?

He is a little inconsistency to pay the fish, but others are full of warnings, but they are not allowed to have other actions.

"Humph!"

He snorted and wanted to pay out the fish in his hand.

The second grade power started to try, but after a few hours of time, he did not catch anything.

Everyone's face is full of disappointment.

Just really just luck and accident?

In this way, the next changing other two levels of creatures, but the results are still the same.

This ocean is not moving, there is no change.

The fish is useless.

The last level of strong face is very unhearted, black and a face, throws the fish.

"What is a broken spirit, a lot of flowers, not used!"

The fish headed by his fish is birconic, but it is crying, but it is low in his head.

Can this blame me?

The fish is not what I refined, why do you blame on my head?

"Nothing!"

"Get nothing!"

"I still have to find other ways."

Gathering here's sputum.

Leave a fish head and the spirit station in place, and there is a solitary fish.

When no one pays attention to this, the soul is careful to put the fishing rod.

For so many years, he is a Lingbao, although there is no attack, but he regards it as a treasure.

"Cough, that, do you sell this fish, sell?" A voice suddenly sounded.

The fish is lifted up, and two people appear in front of it.

It is Ye Zichuan and Li Chang Night.

Li Chang Night Tucao: "You don't say it, what is going on?"

Ye Zhou glanced at him, then he looked at the fish head and smiled: "Is the fish, sell?"

The fish head is hugging the fish, some is a little heart: "Can I say no sale?"

"Hey ..." Ye Zichuan was gotten.

"I have such a Lingbao on my body." The fish head hibue.

"Okay." Ye Zichuan helpless, then said: "That can use it, you can use it."

"Really?" The fish of the fish turned and turned.

"Really, you are looking at it."

"Good!" The fish head is very atmospheric, and the fish is over.

Ye Zichuan and Li Chang night look very common, there is no powerful momentum, at least more than those of those people just.

Ye Zichuan took the fish rod and then carefully detailed.

The fishing rod passes crystal, and it is one of them. There is a silver-colored texture, which is very fine, it seems to be natural.

This is indeed a Hongmeng Lingbao.

But such a spiritual treasure, Ye Zhou is also true for the first time.

The world, really is not.

"How did you get this Lingbao?" Ye Zichuan asked curious.

The fish head is black and the eye is turned to turn: "Just ... accidentally get."

"Okay." Ye Zichuan did not ask more.

Then he got a hand and threw the fish line.

The fish hook is not into the sea, can't see it.

Ye Zichng is so suspended on the sea, waiting quietly.

"You won't really think that this thing can catch?" Li He said next to him.

"Try it, it is also idle." Ye Zikuan lazily replied.

Just after he throws the fish line, many people secretly saw it here.

Although some people have proven, this fish is really useless, but the first time and the second time, I really caught the purple gas.

Some people still can't catch their luck.

Therefore, they have been secretly paying attention to this fishing rod, and people are so strange.

After leaving the fish, Ye Zichuan began to wait.

However, he did not report much hope, but curiously tried.

But let him surprised, just a few minutes, he felt a sank of the fish on his hand.

"Get hook!"

Next to Li Changyin also stood up and his eyes were straight.

"Really?"

He is a little daze.

Ye Zikuan's face is equally quirky. He louder, the crystal fish line passed the void, then the fish hook was raised by him.

The color of the purple gold is now.

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