Chapter 1141: Invitation

The owner of the gaze is at least a Quasi-Emperor with a perfect state.

Xiao Chen's heart sank, and his thoughts raced. He had a bad feeling that he had gotten into some trouble this time. The cargo carried by this merchant ship might not be ordinary goods.

In fact, he should have thought of it long ago. Even if there were many Quasi-Emperors in the Black Sea, he would not have encountered Quasi-Emperor pirates as soon as he arrived. The problem was still on this ship.

"Thank you for your help, young man. I am very grateful."

The middle-aged Quasi-Emperor flew to Xiao Chen and said with a smile on his face.

Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I will help as much as I can. You don't have to be polite."

"I have an unwelcome request. Young man, you should be going to Blackwater City, why don't we go together?" The middle-aged quasi-emperor said with expectation.

Blackwater City is located in Blackwater Island. It is the largest city in the entire Blackwater Sea. The population of the city is no less than 100 million. Blackwater Island is also surprisingly large. It is called an island, but its area is not much less than a country in the lower world.

Coming to the Blackwater Sea, it is inevitable to go to this big city and see the world, but Xiao Chen does not want to have anything to do with this caravan now.

Looking at the boat, Xiao Chen did not rush to answer, but asked: "I don't know what cargo your ship is carrying."

The middle-aged The quasi-emperor paused, his expression changed unnaturally, and he said: "Nothing, just some items that are urgently needed in the Black Sea, such as sunstone, mithril and black gold."

Taking the other party's expression in full view, Xiao Chen smiled: "Really?"

The middle-aged quasi-emperor sighed and said: "Okay, I'll tell you the truth, my caravan received a big order, and I don't know what it is. The quantity is huge, and it took several large ships to barely load it. I didn't expect to encounter trouble as soon as I entered the Black Sea. I want to hire you to be the guard of our caravan."

Xiao Chen decisively refused: "Don't worry, the goods on the ship will not be in trouble. There should be hidden masters on your ship, and their strength is higher than mine A level!"

The middle-aged quasi-emperor asked curiously: "There are masters? How come I don't know?"

The middle-aged quasi-emperor was obviously very surprised that Xiao Chen knew better than him whether there were masters on his ship, and he was so sure.

"Young man, are you kidding me?" The middle-aged quasi-emperor said half-doubtfully.

Xiao Chen pondered in his heart. He was still very clear about his guess. If there were no masters on the ship, it would be hard to explain.

Why didn't the mysterious person a hundred miles away take action himself and take away the goods they wanted on the ship.

There must be someone in the ship that made the mysterious person afraid, so he didn't dare to take action easily. Only in this way can it be explained.

Without answering the question of the middle-aged quasi-emperor, Xiao Chen glanced at the merchant ship and said in a calm tone: "Sir, since you are on the merchant ship, please come out and show yourself so that this uncle can rest assured."

"Hahaha, young people have good eyesight. If I don't come out, I will be in a mess." Amidst the laughter, a white-haired old man with a ruddy face and a very good complexion walked out of the cabin.

The middle-aged quasi-emperor was surprised? He said in surprise: "Mr. Ma?"

He knew this man. He was an old man left by the employer to look after the goods. His strength was just that of a top-grade martial saint. How could he be a master if he was not as good as himself.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the mental power was projected out. It was indeed true that Mr. Ma only had the strength of a top-grade martial saint.

But the mental power The moment the force was withdrawn, a momentum like the abyss of the sea emanated from Ma Lao, which was the cultivation of the quasi-emperor's great perfection. "//pnxs""target="_blank">//pnxs"target="_blank">"//pnxs"target="_blank">pnxs Pingnan Literature Network

And it was not the kind of quasi-emperor who practiced the earth-level skills, but the top-level heaven-level skills, otherwise the momentum would not be so terrible.

The sudden appearance almost made the middle-aged quasi-emperor fall from the air.

Ma Lao did not look at the middle-aged quasi-emperor, He came directly to Xiao Chen and asked in confusion: "Young man, which holy land are you from? No, you use a knife. There seems to be no one who uses a knife among the saints. Are you a disciple of the North Sea Knife King, or a disciple of the Flame Knife King and the Ice Knife King?"

At first glance, Xiao Chen was excluded from the local warriors of the Black Sea, because Mr. Ma himself has lived in the Black Sea for hundreds of years.

He knows the information of the top strong and young elites in the major sea areas of the Black Sea, and none of them meets Xiao Chen's conditions.

Then, it can only be a warrior from the outside world. He doesn't know much about the warriors of the Tianxing Sea, so he can only guess roughly.

Xiao Chen smiled: "Old man, don't No need to guess, I'm from Kunlun Continent."

"Oh, Kunlun Continent, then you must be the disciple of the peerless sword king Wu Xiaotian. My ancestor had a friendship with the peerless sword king Wu Xiaotian."

Old Ma suddenly realized and determined Xiao Chen's identity at once. He must be the disciple of the sword king Wu Xiaotian.

Otherwise, how could he cultivate 40% of the sword spirit at such a young age, which is no worse than some old swordsmen.

"How about it, since you are also going to Blackwater City, let's go together." Old Ma invited.

Xiao Chen did not comment on Old Ma's guess, shook his head and said: "Sorry, I am used to being alone, I am afraid I can't agree to the senior's request."

It is obvious that the cargo on this ship is extraordinary and involves serious matters. Xiao Chen will not continue to wade into this muddy water.

"That's a pity, I. [,!] Here is an invitation. If you are fine, you can come to our Jade Villa on the 15th of next month to attend a ceremony."

Old Ma did not force it, and took out an invitation from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took it and took a look. The invitation did not specify what the ceremony was, which seemed a bit mysterious.

He knew some information about Jade Villa. It was quite famous in the Black Water Sea, not because of how strong the current owner was.

But because the current owner The grandfather of the Jade King is a great king, known as the Jade King.

Thus, although the Jade Manor is only an eighth-grade power, it is very popular in the Black Water Sea, and some top ninth-grade sects have to give it a lot of face.

However, as far as Xiao Chen knows, the Jade King has no ambitions and a relatively gentle personality. He is not very concerned about the development of power, and has been traveling in the starry sky all year round, rarely returning to the Jade Manor.

However, no matter how gentle his personality is, he is still a great king, and his reputation is enough to shock the world.

Looking at the caravan moving away, Xiao Chen was thoughtful, put away the invitation letter, and whispered to himself :"After a little effort, we encountered such trouble. The force that dared to provoke the Jade Villa must be very powerful."

The middle-aged quasi-emperor on the merchant ship regretted it so much that he was involved in the dispute between the big forces because of his greed for violence.

Even if he could reach Blackwater City smoothly, he might not be able to get out of the Black Sea alive.

Before Tianhai, Xiao Chen came to a small island and planned to rest for a night before continuing his journey. What he saw and heard on the island once again gave him a deep understanding of the chaos in the Black Sea.

He encountered more than a dozen fights along the way, and people died in every fight. Life is as cheap as grass, it is a place where fists are everything, the naked law of the jungle.

The origins of the fights are mostly trivial matters, and they often fight over a disagreement.

Living in the Black Sea for a long time, breathing in the mysterious substances in the air, the mind becomes very irritable and it is difficult to control the heart.

During this period, Xiao Chen also encountered some troubles. After decisively killing a high-grade martial saint, the troubles were reduced.

After arriving in the city, he found an inn to stay in. After taking a hot bath, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the bed and prepared to practice.

The moment he closed his eyes, all kinds of mocking voices disappeared. In his ears.

There were quarrels over uneven distribution of spoils, groans of men and women in the same room, and screams on the street, which made people feel very upset and it was difficult to calm down.

After taking a deep breath and treating these as a test to hone his state of mind, Xiao Chen continued to practice.

The seventh level of the Purple Thunder Art was almost complete. As long as he broke through five more meridian barriers and survived a thunder tribulation, he could be promoted to the eighth level.

For a whole night, Xiao Chen was carefully trying to see if he could break through a barrier.

When the day dawned, he immediately paid the bill and left, continuing his journey at a leisurely pace. His goal was naturally the largest in the Black Water Sea. The giant city of Black Water City.

After leaving the island, he flew close to the sea for seventy or eighty miles. He had been carefully scanning the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and then he stopped and landed on a protruding reef in the sea.

His spiritual sense condensed into a line, and he looked carefully at a target he had found. After a while, he withdrew his spiritual sense, and his expression became quite strange.

He actually met an acquaintance in this place, and it was someone he absolutely could not have expected.

A hundred miles away, Yue Bingyun and a man were walking on the sea.

The man's name was Xia Luo, a descendant of the legendary emperor Leihuo Wang in the Black Sea. He had amazing cultivation and was a well-known The young leader who was angry.

In history, the Thunder Fire King once had the feat of unifying the Black Sea, but it lasted less than a hundred years and ended with his death.

The Xia family's strength also plummeted because of this. Now, it can only be regarded as a ninth-grade sect with good strength, which is far from the holy land.

Xiao Chen's consciousness can capture that Xia Luo repeatedly tried to please Yue Bingyun and find opportunities to say this while moving forward.

Unfortunately, Yue Bingyun kept a distance, making him feel that he had no idea where to start.

"Bingyun, what is your purpose?"

Since Xia Luo accidentally met Yue Bingyun on the sea, Shocked by her beauty, he immediately leaned on her, intending to conquer this saint from the Tianxing Sea with his charm.

Unfortunately, it seemed to be useless. Yue Bingyun said politely: "Mr. Xia, I have said that it is better to call me by my full name. My destination this time is Black Water City."

"What a coincidence, my destination is also Black Water City, it seems we can go together." Xia Luo immediately said. In fact, his destination is not Black Water City, but an underwater ruin.

Yue Bingyun smiled helplessly, and naturally knew how the other party got such a good coincidence. But it doesn't matter, if the other party wants to follow, let him follow, there is always a way to get rid of him.