“Uh~”

Ning Feng swallowed the fire that was about to be emitted again.

His eyes when he looked at Lao Xu became a little strange.

Lao Xu was completely unaware of it and said to himself: "Old Chen is leaving, but the business cannot continue. There are troubles at home, but he can't leave empty-handedly. He transferred all the business to me and made some cash from me, so the Posamu that the young master wanted was in my hands."

"It's just that no one wants that thing, I'll throw it into the warehouse."

"Young master, you are just impatient. Before I finish speaking, you are waiting here, I will let the guy go and pick it up."

Old Xu said for a while, Ning Feng's face was so wonderful.

"I'm impatient..."

Ning Feng was so stuffy that he felt very impulsive about Old Xu's face.

"It's obviously because of your grandma's mouth, what a simple thing, and she's talking nonsense. I care about him, Old Chen and Old Xu, and I just say you're done with it?"

Ning Feng thought that because of this reason, he spent a few more days looking for something, and he had the urge to be ignited by anger, but fortunately he was suppressed.

With patience, he waited at Lao Xu's stall for half an hour and finally bought Posamu.

The so-called sway wood is light yellow all over, without tree bark and clear wood texture, giving people a more like a gourd.

However, as Ning Feng expected, it is worthy of being a holy tree of natives. It does have some kind of purifying power on it, which is just right to refine a container that contains the demonic soil.

"This power seems to be closer to Buddhism."

Ning Feng thought, and left as quickly as possible.

He had tried his best to restrain himself and wait. During the transaction process, he also filtered Lao Xu's words to a close. If he could not hear, he would pretend that he could not hear them.

That's it. Ning Feng was so annoyed by Old Xu's mouth that he wanted to have a needle on his hand to sew it.

Finally, amid the pity of all the stall owners around him, and the reluctant resignation of Lao Xu, Ning Feng almost left the port in a state of fleeing.

Immediately afterwards, he stayed in the inn for a long time. In the middle, he entered Yinxu and spent a lot of money to buy some discretion and refine Posamu.

Half a day later, Ning Feng found a place without a person and turned into a giant dragon whale and entered the sea.

All the way, west.

The giant dragon whale rides the wind and waves, and almost passes the sea throughout the journey. Only a few times in the middle did he climb the islands along the way again as a human being.

Compared with before, there was a light yellow gourd around Ning Feng's waist at this time. If someone looked closely, it would not be difficult to find that a trace of light was emerging.

This trip, even though Ning Feng used the speed of the dragon whale to the extreme, and the middle assisted with various talented magical powers, it still took nearly a week before he approached his destination.

In the last few days, there were no islands to climb on the road, and no fleets appeared. It was vast and vast ocean, and it felt like it was independent in the world. In such a big world, there was only one person.

This feeling reaches its peak on the last day.

Not to mention humans, there are even fewer ordinary creatures in the sea, as if their spiritual senses are warning them that it is very dangerous and dangerous here.

"Finished..."

With a loud rumbling sound, the giant dragon whale went out to sea, and a gust of water vapor steeped, and it would weather into a human form and stand on the sea surface.

At this moment, the sea area under his feet was vaguely like a sea of ​​demons. The water was pitch black, the waves were foaming, and there was a feeling of indescribable thickness and dirtyness that filled the sea area.

Ning Feng's attention is not in the sea.

He looked into the distance with a serious expression.

Thousands of feet ahead, there were large patches of dark soil, which seemed to break in, and entered his sight with a shocking attitude.

This soil should be a small island, but the situation of this island is extremely special.

The other islands, Taiban, have a clear boundary between the sea, either cliffs, cliffs, or beaches, which are connected.

This is not the case on this Demon Earth Island.

The demonic soil on it kept tilting downwards, forming a gentle ramp that leads straight into the sea.

All directions, all the same.

Ning Feng saw it and his first feeling was that an island that was once an extremely large one. Under the erosion of the demon soil, all the earth and stones turned into demon soil, spreading loosely and spreading all the way into the sea.

After hesitating for a moment, Ning Feng still surrounded the Motu Island and got closer and closer.

"It's really weird."

Looking up close, the Magic Earth Island became more and more weird.

Ning Feng couldn't help but remember the dream he had not long ago.

Just like in my dreams, the island is covered with black mist all year round, as if a black volcano in the middle of the island was constantly spitting out black air.

These auras are demons!

Ning Feng saw various monster images in it, colliding with each other and dispersing them like internal conflicts.

Hiding in the ground, there seemed to be a tiny creature like a mosquito in the magic fog, which made people tremble with pores all over their bodies, and they were born to feel terrifying.

The terrain of the Demon Earth Island itself is also extremely strange.

It doesn't look like an island at all, but it's more like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The sea water pours back into the island, and the rivers are washed out inside and run through it.

The dense river channel, the swamp formed by the demonic soil, is formed by the invasion of the demonic energy, which has no spiritual intelligence but is particularly terrifying...

Ning Feng felt like he couldn't step out of his feet.

"Try it."

He approached the nearest, and the demonic aura that rose from the Demon Earth Island was almost about to pounce on his face, and he stopped and hovered on the sea.

"Swoosh!"

As Ning Feng thought, the gourd refined from Posamu fell into his hands.

"disease!"

Ning Feng shouted, and the gourd was suspended, and the gourd's mouth turned towards the demon earth. As Ning Feng injected the original clear air in, a surge of suction burst out.

First there was fog, then sea water. Finally, there were magic soil where dust particles were as deep as stones. They were sucked into the gourd one by one.

It's just one or two breaths. The gourd is as deep as a mountain.

Ning Feng frowned, added strength, and thought to himself: "It's a pity that it was just a temporary refining. Although he got help from Yinxu and used many refining techniques that were not available in the divine palace, he was in a hurry and could not even do the basic weight reduction."

"It's really...heavy!"

Ning Feng took a cold air and stopped slowly.

"In legend, Xirang is also extremely heavy. It is the essence of the earth in the world and the foundation of the earth. This demonic earth is worthy of being soaked in the flesh and blood of gods and demons, but it has a bit of Xirang's charm."

He carefully put the lid on the gourd and hung it around his waist to achieve the basic purpose, and then he turned his attention to the Demon Earth Island again.

"Go in and have a look."

Ning Feng gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and a big wave rolled up, pushing him into the Demon Earth Island.

One hour later, his face was pale, ten times faster than entering the speed. He rushed out of the Demon Earth Island like a desperate attempt.

Behind him, large fogs of mist chased out, chasing hundreds of feet outside the island, and then retreated in disappointment.

If there was another person there, he would definitely exclaim.

Then there is no fog. It is clearly formed by countless small insects that cannot be seen by the naked eye, forming black fog.

If Ning Feng is caught up by it, as long as he does not have enough protection, he cannot even support it for a moment and will be swallowed up into a white skeleton immediately.

"It's so scary!"

"Demon defiled the dream soil, Li Mubai actually wants to turn the entire vast ocean into this?"

Ning Feng was angry when he left his back.

Finally, he turned around and stared at the Demon Earth Island deeply, and then turned around and headed far away.

In the following days, legends that combined treasures, beauties, myths, legends, adventures, etc., spread to the distance at the speed of wings.

It was not much slower than Ning Feng. It took only one week to discuss this matter in the old iron port.

For a moment, countless people were ready to go out to sea to find the treasure hidden on the legendary Demon Island.

People from other places may be skeptical, while people from the waters near the old iron port will not.

Isn’t the sea of ​​demons involved in the legend of Demon Island just next to it?

It would be fine if no one pays attention on weekdays. Once someone pays attention, the little thing that was broken back then was immediately overturned. When you think about it, you don’t know where it is true or not.

To take a step back, the so-called Demon God Island must exist.

According to this situation, at most one or two months, I don’t know how many people will be on the Demon Island and how many families will be broken.

When Ning Feng made this plan, he did not consider this issue at all.

It won't take that long!

"Li Mubai, should I get the news?"

Ning Feng stood on an island closest to the Demon Land, quietly looking to the east.
To be continued...