The drunkard had long wanted to board the ancient ship of the undead, and he couldn't wait to hear the decision made by Zhang Ruochen.

He grabbed one of Ao Xinyan's arm, bent his legs, like an arrow from the string, rushed straight into the sky and flew to the deck of the ancient ship of the undead.

"How easy is it to leave?"

The saint Yashe raised his hands upwards and made a bronze disc.

The bronze disc became increasingly huge, and an extremely powerful energy burst out, flying into the sky, trying to shoot down the drunkard and Ao Xinyan.

The drunkard stretched out a hand and grabbed the bronze disc, just like a piece of cake, and quickly stuffed it into his robe.

He and Ao Xinyan fell onto a deck of the ancient ship of the undead and rushed into the black fog, still shouting: "Escape quickly, the strong enemy is coming to chase!"

The saint of Yashe found that he had completely lost contact with the bronze disc, and he was stunned on the spot.

What the hell is going on?

The bronze disc is a spiritual holy weapon that is even more powerful than the Thousand-Secret Sacred Artifact. It is powerful. How could it be captured by the drunkard as soon as he stretched out his hand?

Have you met a powerful person?

But, if he is really strong, why should he escape?

The saint Yashe always felt like he was being fooled by someone. He was so angry that his whole body trembled and his face turned red, and he wanted to remove the drunkard from his body.

Just as the drunkard and Ao Xinyan boarded the ship, thousands of blood-colored lightning appeared above the ancient ship of the undead, and the black mist covering the hull was also surging rapidly.

Then, the ancient ship of the undead set sail again and rushed into the depths of the Yin-Yang Sea.
Chapter completed!