Chapter 1048: Delivering Food Along the Way

Billions of miles away.

The night is deep.

During the Jin Dynasty, deep in the imperial city.

In a magnificent residence.

Huang Defa and Wang Shiping drank with each other, both of them were slightly tipsy.

Huang Defa took a sip of the wine and exclaimed, "Old friend, your violet wine is getting more and more fragrant. It's really strong. How about giving me a few jars?"

"How many jars? You really dare to think that this wine is brewed with several rare and exotic medicinal fruits. It took me nearly a hundred years to have so many jars. I will give you one jar at most, no more." Wang Shiping said angrily.

"Thank you then. I heard that the brewing of this wine requires one or two special spiritual fruits that are only available in the eternal wilderness of the north?" Huang Defa laughed.

"Yes, but this spiritual fruit is not very useful besides making wine. You can still get it with a little effort." Wang Shiping sighed, his brows filled with worry.

"I really didn't expect that the Eternal Wilderness secretly reached a deal with the Endless Sea Territory, opening up the Demon Emperor's restricted area in exchange for the opportunity to enter Rush Island. So now that kid is the only one competing with the major royal families for the Immortal Phoenix Tree. , the chance of success is zero."

The smile on Huang Defa's face slowly disappeared, which was what he was worried about. After all, although Zhan Nianchuan was strong, he was only one person, facing hundreds of powerful men from various wild royal families.

After a long silence, Huang Defa drank the wine in the glass and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, this guy was personally selected by me. He can definitely challenge any child of the wild royal family, and Rush Island is all randomly teleported. As long as he's not stupid enough to challenge his entire race, he's fine."

"Am I ever worried that he can't defeat him? I'm worried that he will give up when he sees the overwhelming number of people in the Wilderness Royal Family. Then there is not even a glimmer of hope. His Majesty the Human Emperor... Alas! "Wang Shiping picked up the small emerald green pot and poured wine for Huang Defa, still frowning.

Huang Defa's eyes were deep, "Don't worry, he will never give up, and he might even give us a big surprise."

"Do you really think he can defeat the major royal families? How sure are you?" Sparks of doubt and hope ignited in Wang Shiping's eyes.

"Twenty percent." Huang Defa boldly said a number.

"Twenty percent!" Wang Shiping was shocked, "Under such circumstances, you actually think there is still 20%?"

"Of course, the important thing is not how certain it is, but that we have no other choice but to believe that he can succeed. Regardless of whether he can succeed or not, we have tried our best."

"Yeah, well, let's have a drink!"

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At this time, Zhan Nianchuan was using his powerful spiritual consciousness to stare at a sky-splitting eagle dozens of miles away.

This bird with the magical power of space was running forward cautiously. However, Zhan Nianchuan noticed that there were several wind blades stabbing forward at any time in front of it, obviously exploring whether there was any restriction.

As he looked at it, his expression became ugly.

The direction in which this bird is heading is actually where the Dragon Clan and his party are!

Zhan Nianchuan has been following it for several hours and is very sure that his judgment is correct.

"It seems that the situation has become complicated. The news about the treasure that Ao Bing and the others are looking for has probably been leaked. Even the Holy Son of a wealthy family like Split Sky Diao has learned about the news. It seems that there are many competitors."

In fact, this is indeed the case. As hundreds of strong men from royal families in various seas gather and move in the same direction, some careful demon cultivators have already made guesses. Not only did he follow him from a distance, but he also immediately informed the people of his race on this side in various ways.

Looking at the Sky-Splitting Eagle, Zhan Nianchuan considered whether to lose one competitor.

"Forget it, a Sky-Splitting Eagle can't change the overall situation. Moreover, the Sky-Splitting Eagle is attached to the royal family Kunpeng Clan. Killing it might arouse the Kunpeng Clan's vigilance. Let's check the situation first."

Zhan Nianchuan did not withdraw his spiritual consciousness, but followed the Sky-Splitting Eagle all the way forward.

With someone paving the way for him, he was too lazy to use the Eye of the Roe Deer Owl at any time. Although this natal spiritual weapon was good, long-term activation also consumed a lot of real energy and energy.

As he walked, his steps suddenly paused slightly, and then he continued to stride forward expressionlessly.

However, inadvertently, the long tail behind him slammed into a towering tree next to it with a piercing scream.

Click!

The big tree broke apart, and its branches and leaves flew into the sky.

A figure quickly flew out from the tattered tree trunk. The whole body was skinny and skeletal, covered only by a thin layer of black skin. Its eyes were sharp and electric. It turned out to be a withered swan, a powerful bird.

"You can actually see through my disguise!" Kuqihu's face was filled with shock.

He thought he was quite capable of concealing his aura, and he was hiding among the tree trunks, fully expecting to be able to kill the opponent by surprise. However, he never expected that the dragon would strike first, and he was almost slapped on the head by the opponent's tail.

"Is it difficult to see through it? I don't have time to pay attention to you. I don't have much flesh on my body. Hand over the storage bag and get out of here." Zhan Nianchuan was very impatient.

Kuqihu smiled, "That's not a bad tone. Do you think you are the endless public enemy of your clan? I will slap your dragon's tendons today!"

It flew up and circled in the sky, and then shot down with lightning and the sound of howling wind.

There were still tens of feet away from the ground, and all the vegetation on the ground lay prone and then shattered, with an astonishing power.

Zhan Nianchuan stood motionless in the wind, squinting at the huge black shadow that quickly blocked the light until it was less than two feet away from him.

He then bent his claws into fists, and his blood and qi surged wildly. His pressure suddenly became more than twice as strong as before. His eyes were shining brightly, and he punched the sky with a light golden color.

Nine-turn Golden Body Art!

Acala Art!

With the blessing of these two terrifying magic arts, his strength and body toughness reached a point that made people of the same realm despair.

A subtle humming sound suddenly appeared in the air, and in front of his fist, a cyclone that could not be seen with the naked eye had formed in an instant.

Boom!!!

With a deafening sound and a painful cry, the previously fierce withered swan was beaten back more than ten feet, its feathers flying, its claws drooping directly, and it flapped its wings desperately to fly away.

"It's too late to want to leave now."

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan turned around and twisted his waist, throwing a silver ball that appeared between his claws into the air with all his strength.

Looking at the ball flying at him like lightning, the severely injured and powerless Kushang had no choice but to offer a lower-grade earth-level defensive talisman, which turned into a huge palm print to block in front of himself, hoping to buy time for his escape.

The next moment.

The huge palm print shattered like a bubble, and a goshawk with a body length of more than ten feet and a body shining with silver light appeared, and its sharp feathers stretched out like a knife, slashing towards its neck.

At the critical moment of life and death, Kushang desperately raised its broken claws and blocked the front of the feathers.

Under the shining silver light, the claws broke, and its body was almost split in half, blood spilled in the sky, and it fell straight down.

Zhan Nianchuan put away the silver-winged goshawk, drew out his long sword, and cut off the slightly fleshy thigh of Kushang, then threw the rest of the body into the spirit beast bag and left directly.

While releasing his spiritual consciousness on the way, he checked the harvest.

"Without a single top-grade spirit stone, the storage bag is as thin as the body."

"There are only two Rash Orders... Never mind, even a mosquito leg is still meat."

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