Boundless Sky

Cheng Hao didn't say anything about Hong Yi's worries. He was still holding the fishing rod, watching the deep and dim blue ocean.

Click!

Suddenly, Cheng Hao suddenly pulled his wrist, and a black object more than ten meters long was directly pulled out of the sea by him. Upon closer inspection, it was a **** shark with black skin.

Such a **** shark can more than exert a huge force in the sea, but even so, the ordinary fishing rod in Cheng Hao's hand did not seem to be struggling at all, and he easily caught the behemoth.

Many soldiers who saw this scene were stunned. They knew that Cheng Hao was very strong, but they never thought that it was already so strong. Even Wu Sheng could not do it to catch a **** shark with an ordinary fishing rod. Right?

"Cheng Hao, your control over the power of the soul has become more precise!"

Hong Yi on the side witnessed the scene in front of him with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaimed for Cheng Hao's control of the power of the soul.

Others don't know the doorway, but Hong Yi is also a master of immortality, how can he not see the clues. At the position of the fish hook, there are actually a wave of black soul power spreading out, like dozens of invisible giant hands, grabbing the body of the **** shark, making the other party’s huge body no matter how hard it struggles. , Can not escape the fate of being captured.

"Come on, get this black shark down, let's eat shark fin tonight!"

Glancing at the **** shark still fluttering on the deck, Cheng Hao smiled, kicked it to the side of the surrounding soldiers, and then handed the fishing rod to the little golden spider who had been eager to try.

After dealing with the **** shark, Cheng Hao and Hong Yi walked to the other end of the deck, looking at the endlessly blue ocean that made people panic, and they were silent for a while.

"Hong Yi, do you believe in fate?" Cheng Hao said suddenly.

"Fate? I don't know if I should believe it or not. In the sage books I have been familiar with, the ancient sages do not believe in gods and fate!" Hong Yi was a little dazed, and then shook his head.

"In fact, everyone has their own destiny, and what they can achieve in the future is actually arranged by the world as early as the moment of birth."

"Cheng Hao, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly believe in fatalism?" Hong Yi was a little confused about Cheng Hao's state.

Cheng Hao was a little speechless, looking at Hong Yi who was full of doubts, there were ten thousand grass mud horses running by in his heart.

Cheng Hao doesn’t know whether there is a destiny avenue that surpasses the ten thousand realms in the heavens and ten thousand realms, but he knows very well that in this world of the sun god, that fate does exist, and the Hong Yi in front of him is The best proof of destiny.

During this period of time, Cheng Hao killed robbers, killed the Daluo School Demon Girl, and abolished the Wu Sheng-level Steward Wu. It stands to reason that this record is not bad, but the strange thing is that the strength of his luck is not Did not get any increase, it seems that in this world, even if he kills all the strong men with luck, it will not be of any use.

But Hong Yi was different. During this time, he did not do anything earth-shattering, but in the field of Cheng Hao's left eye, his scarlet luck dragon, who was entrenched above his head and unable to break out of the barrier, has now been freed from it. Imprisoned, although he hasn't completely soared into the sky, he has stretched his body and initially demonstrated the fate of the flying dragon in the sky.

Obviously, this Hong Yi is the **** son of this world, the beloved son of Qiyun, as long as he does not die, as long as he stays in this world, his luck will continue to be strengthened until he becomes the highest in this world. Even reach the other side.

"It's a pity, the time I can stay in this world is limited, otherwise I will stay with this child of luck and take more chances, and the cultivation of the Sun Immortal Tao will definitely be easier in the future.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Cheng Hao couldn't help but feel a little helpless. The main world was relatively static for three years. That is to say, after he has been in this Yang God world for three years, the time flow of the main world will change. God's world time is synchronized, and time disorder may occur. There are too many uncertain factors, and Cheng Hao dare not risk it.

Stretching, looking at the azure sky and sea that are connected together, Cheng Hao patted Hong Yi on the shoulder, "What I want to say is that soldiers are here to cover the water and earth. Worrying is useless. There are some things. It's destined, and you can't hide from it!"

While speaking, Cheng Hao pointed his finger forward, "Look, when it comes to trouble, isn't this trouble coming?"

Hearing this, Hong Yi's face changed drastically, and he looked in the direction of Cheng Hao's fingers, and the sea surface there changed in an instant. The original blue ocean turned into a silver light, babbling like a flute. , Came melodiously from the distant ocean.

"This is troublesome. The people here are not from Hong Xuanji and Da Luo School, but the Silver Shark King, one of the Eight Demon Immortals, Zen Yinsha!"

"Zen silver yarn? How did you provoke her?"

Hearing this name, Cheng Hao also had a headache. He was not worried that the martial arts expert would come, but in this vast ocean, it was the home of the immortal expert, especially the old ghosts and immortals such as the Eight Demon Immortals. It is absolutely very difficult to play a terrifying technique that far exceeds one's own strength in the ocean.

"This...I was fascinated by the Jinghai navy, swimming in the ocean, and took a pearl away from her. I didn't expect to be targeted."

"That's it!"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao felt a little relieved. It seemed that the endless chances of luck were not without price. At least, there would be countless crises accompanied by chance.

Although Cheng Hao lacked his luck, he wouldn't get involved with him by chance or anything, but at least as long as he didn't die, he wouldn't encounter any major crisis. In the previous year or so, as long as he did not stay with Hong Yi, his life was always stable. This is obvious evidence.

If there is gain, there must be loss, and if there is loss, there must be gain. One drink and one peck, this is also a causal cycle.

"Be on the alert! The ballista is on the strings! The crossbowmen are ready!"

There is no need for Hong Yi’s instructions. The soldiers who have noticed the abnormality of the ocean in the distance, under the command of a leader, have prepared for the war in an orderly manner. As the elite soldiers of the Jing Navy who cross the South China Sea, they have a good combat literacy. It is quite powerful.

At this time, the sea is silent, and a bright moon goes out to sea, hanging in the air, shining like a wash on the world, exceptionally clear, giving a feeling of washing the mind and body.

For some reason, Hong Yi walked up to the front of the deck with a dreadful step, looked at the silver-covered sea under the moonlight in the distance, and read a poem out loud.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time, and the lover complains about Yaoye, and unexpectedly falls in love at night."

Poems are good poems, but at this moment when the battle is about to start, Hong Yi’s poem has a hint of ridicule. It compares Zen silver yarn to his lover, and the other party is here to find him to complain about lovesickness. Of affection.

"You guy..."

Cheng Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes. Hong Yi's poem was simply the fuse. The atmosphere that was originally raging, suddenly became completely violent, and an invisible murderous aura began to spread in Cheng Hao's perception.

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