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read2();　　The scorching sun shines on the center of the North Sea. The shimmering sea surface reflects the prospect of an extremely busy northbound expedition.

　　 "All the monks are in place, and they are in their own positions, and then check the defensive runes on the battleship, whether the offensive magic weapon is intact, the **** battle will be triggered, if the battleship is misfired, then all of us will be dead words!"

　　 The roars from the monks of the major sects continued to be heard on the battleships, followed by the dense noises of a large number of monks jumping and moving on the battlefield deck.

If you take a bird’s eye view of this land of the North Sea from the sky, you will find that under the South Palace of the Holy Court, above almost all the warships, there is an extremely busy scene. Countless sect monks are making the final preparations before the **** battle. .

After the Nanxing Palace descended to the center of Beihai, many forces that had retreated in their hearts, after possessing the backbone, chose to continue northward, but the first batch of northward monks fled back with tragic appearance. At this time, their mood has completely occurred. He changed his mind, put away his contempt, and treated him with evenly matched enemies.

　　 "Brother Xue, the half-hour time limit given by the Nanxing Palace is almost the same, so the army of monks stationed here will go northward and continue to march toward the two immortal mountains."

　　The residence of the core disciple of Haihe Dabo, the young disciple Lin Xing of the GCC with a spear on his back, turned and spoke to the young monk who was shrinking in the corner and was stuffing food into his mouth.

　　 As the former's voice just fell, the young monk who was gobbled up suddenly stopped his movements, and then began to shake his head indiscriminately, while responding in an anxious voice:

　　 "Don't go, don't go, you will die, you will die!"

As the monk shook his head frantically, a large amount of food debris flew out of the former's mouth. For a while, the entire room suddenly became chaotic, and then Lin Xing's right fist was clenched tightly, leaving a large amount of debris. Stained with the original clean monk's robe, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he was suppressed by it.

After 　　 a few breaths, Lin Xing took a deep breath and took a step forward, and stretched out his right hand to press on the shoulders of the young monk who was shaking constantly, and the soft voice continued:

　　 "Brother Xue, don't be afraid, you are no longer a pathfinder dog in a prison, but a distinguished guest on my Haihe DaShi. No one can hurt you, we promise."

　　 "Looking back, those immortal island races are all demons who kill people without blinking, and they will definitely die if they continue northward!"

　　The wailing of the young monk became louder and louder, and at the same time, with boundless fear, Lin Xing continued to calm down and said:

　　 "Brother Xue, don't panic, this time we are led by the largest power in the Great Profound Land, Saint Court Palace, so there is no need to panic like this."

After the voice of Lin Xing, the core disciple of the GCC, fell, he slowly squatted down, looking at the very embarrassed young monk who closed his eyes and trembled in front of him, raised his hand and continued to pat the latter's shoulder, and said again:

　　 "Although we are confident, we also understand that this trip is extremely dangerous and abnormal. The more information we obtain, the more beneficial it will be for this battle. So Brother Xue, tell me, what else did you see on the northern battlefield?"

Lin Xing’s words were extremely soft, even with a trustworthy calm, but his suddenly lit eyes still reflected very urgent thoughts, and as soon as the former’s words fell, the young monk trembling violently before him. Shaking his head without hesitation:

　　 "I didn't see anything, all around was thunder and supernatural light, only escape!"

　　 "Then what else did you see while you were on the run?"

　　 Xue Dao’s words of refusal made the urgency in Lin Xing’s eyes thicker and stronger, and he subconsciously increased the volume a lot, then he seemed to feel a little wrong, coughed slightly, and continued to lower the volume to speak:

　　 "Brother Xue, although you are now receiving blessing on our GCC’s DaShi, you should think about how to survive in the future."

　　As soon as this statement came out, the young monk who was in the corner like a madman, his trembling body paused slightly. After this detail was reflected in Lin Xing's eyes, the latter subconsciously smiled and continued to speak while the iron was hot:

"Xue Daoyou was severely injured in the North Sea, losing both eyes and right arm. As a result, his cultivation level would not save three. When he returned to the Taixuan land in the future, he would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous. Under the circumstances, it can be basically concluded that Brother Xue cannot return to his hometown of Borneo."

　　 Lin Xing’s words were filled with regret and worry, just like a brother who cared about his younger brother, giving advice to him, and then the former talked, and his voice sounded in the room again:

　　 "Although Zai Xia and Xue Daoyou have never lived, but looking at you like this is extremely sad, so I dared to mention it."

After 　　 finished speaking, Lin Xing stretched out his right hand and pressed Xue Dao’s shoulder in front of him, and then his words sounded:

"Next, I will show Brother Xue a way. My GCC has a set of ways for promotion. You only need to provide some valuable things to the meeting, and you will receive corresponding rewards based on your merits. There are many kinds of valuable things. , Even including intelligence information."

　　 When talking about the word “message”, Lin Xing increased the volume specially, and after a pause, he continued to open his mouth:

"As long as the information provided by you, Brother Xue, allows the Zongmen to gain enough benefits, then whether it is an official disciple status or a genius treasure that can strengthen God’s consciousness, it’s all right, Brother Xue, you should know that for us As far as monks are concerned, although the eyes are important, they are not completely blind without them."

After 　　 finished speaking, a smile rose slightly from the corner of Lin Xing's mouth, then he stood up, walked out towards the door, and the voice continued to linger in the room:

"You don’t have much time left for Brother Xue. After the army on the north and the immortal island creatures formally go to war, no matter how valuable news is, it will turn into nonsense. Give you some time to think about it. When you think about it, I I'll find you again."

After 　　 finished speaking, Lin Xing's figure disappeared directly into the house, and just as he stepped on the deck outside, a voice of inquiry sounded from the side:

　　 "Brother Lin, has this disability confessed any news?"

　　 The sound of inquiry fell, Lin Xing slowly put away the smile on his face, and the response came out:

"His heart has been shaken, and he should confide it soon. After all, this is related to his future life. In the land of Supreme Profound Realm, if there is no support behind him, a disabled person will directly become a corpse within two days. ."

　　 After finishing speaking, Lin Xing continued to let out a cold snort of disdain, and then he took Junior Brother Fang and the rest of the GCC cultivators that were surging forward, and began to head towards the bow of the Haihe Big Ship.

　　 After dozens of breaths, a deafening sound of supernatural power burst out across the North Sea, directly echoing everyone's ears, and the next breath, in the southern palace of the North Sea, the overbearing and majestic female voice once again resounded through the sky:

　　 "Go, go north!"

　　 After the words were finished, the warships in the center of the North Sea suddenly began to move forward violently, heading northward with great vigor.

　　 The Beihai that has been calm all night, endless waves are coming back!