At this moment, an adjutant came to Lin Guodong's side and asked, "My lord, a person was found in front of the fleet. He came across the sea. He seems to be a warrior."
"Warrior? Is it a barbarian aborigine from the Miracle Continent?" Lin Guodong's eyes lit up. He just needs a guide to help him conquer this continent.
The adjutant shook his head and said, "I don't know, although this person came from the mainland, he has black hair and black eyes, similar to us."
Lin Guodong stroked his beard and said, "I'm afraid it's a member of the Central Committee, bring him here."
Because of the attempts of the immortal gates of the upper realm, the lost fleet, the fleeing crowd, the warriors who avoided their enemies, and the royal families who fled when the dynasties were destroyed.
There has always been no shortage of people fleeing to the Miracle Continent on the Western Continent. Lin Guodong was not surprised to see compatriots with black hair and black eyes on this continent.
So several warships approached Fang Xingjian's position.
Fang Xingjian looked at the fleet in front of him, and his martial arts will instantly swept over all the people in the fleet.
"Are the four god-level first-tier powerhouses the army of the secular dynasty in the Western Continent?"
The first level of the god level is probably because there is no heavenly palace system that can attack higher realms. Naturally, it is the secular dynasty in the lower realm of the Western Continent.
At the same time, Fang Xingjian's gaze swept through the cannons and ammunition on the iron-clad battleship.
"It actually mobilized the power of the ether fan, sealing all kinds of high temperature, low temperature, and thunder phenomena in it. This kind of power is basically comparable to the battleships on the earth."
With a slight flash of his eyes, Fang Xingjian already had a general understanding of the strength of the fleet.
He was originally searching for the space overlapping area in the sea area of the Western Continent today, but he did not expect to find a fleet from the Western Continent directly. Now that he found it, he happened to ask about the situation in the Western Continent.
Seeing the ships surrounding him, Fang Xingjian's body flickered slightly, and he was already standing on the deck of a battleship.
The sailors around immediately became tense, and as they swiped their blades, hundreds of innate soldiers and more than a dozen master soldiers surrounded them.
Fang Xingjian ignored them, glanced around indifferently, and asked, "Which of you can make the decision here?" As soon as he uttered it, he spoke the pure language of the Western Continent. This was what Fang Xingjian had prepared before he went to the Western Continent. I asked for a document in the language of the Western Continent.
A middle-aged man with gray temples came up, with a faint aura exuding from his body, which was a manifestation of martial arts will. He was obviously one of the god-level powerhouses in this fleet.
"Old and strict law, my little friend is from the Miracle Continent?"
"That's right." Fang Xingjian said, "Are you the general of this army?"
"Forget it. I don't know if you can wait for a while. General Lin wants to see you. He is the real ruler of this fleet."
Fang Xingjian nodded, and was then escorted by the fleet to the flagship. Yan Lu, a god-level powerhouse, followed along the way. It was called escort, but it was actually a kind of monitoring, but Fang Xingjian didn't care about these, so he followed to the flagship. command room.
He saw that Lin Guodong was sitting high on the main seat, and there were two god-level powerhouses standing beside him. Including Lin Guodong and Yan Lu, all four god-level powerhouses in the fleet had arrived.
Seeing Fang Xingjian walking in, the three of them all looked at each other with a scrutinizing gaze, and a trace of martial will emanated, sweeping Fang Xingjian's body recklessly.
On the other side, Tang Xian opened his eyes, and his martial arts will swept over Fang Xingjian's position, but he didn't feel any abnormality.
After all, based on Fang Xingjian's current state, once the strength is restrained in a high-dimensional state, even the strength of martial arts projection, not everyone can perceive it. It is the level of a titled knight.
After a little observation, Tang Xian also saw that Fang Xingjian's aura did not look like that of a mortal, so he nodded: "This person lives in the Miracle Continent and has my blood in the Central Continent. I don't know his status in the Miracle Continent. How, if you have some power, you can make good use of it."
In the command room on the other side, Lin Guodong glanced at Fang Xingjian, put on a superior posture and said, "What is your status in the Miracle Continent?"
At the same time, traces of blue martial arts will were released from him, and slowly flowed through Fang Xingjian's body.
In Lin Guodong's view, the strength of a god-level powerhouse and the momentum of the army are enough for the opponent to be frightened and honestly explain all the situation on the mainland.
After all, there is an absolute gap between a god-level powerhouse and an ordinary master, enough to dominate the fate of any non-god-level powerhouse.
The other three god-level powerhouses did not speak, and looked at Fang Xingjian silently, with greed and scrutiny in their eyes. They all decided to interrogate the man in front of them and get information about the Miracle Continent from him.
But the imaginary scene did not appear, Fang Xingjian glanced at Lin Guodong in front of him, and said, "You seem to have not figured out the situation yet."
He raised his palm, and saw a finger pointed out in the air, and four sword lights flashed past, completely suppressing the martial arts will of the four people in front of him.
The violent sword power wandered in the bodies of the four people, and their martial arts will was as fragile as glass in the face of this force, and they were directly defeated layer by layer, crushed all the way, and directly compressed the martial arts will into fists on the chests of the four people The size of a dollop.
During the whole process, the four of them tried their best, their eyes stared out, their expressions were ferocious, and their martial will continued to erupt, but they couldn't break through this layer of confinement.
With one blow, four god-level powerhouses from the Western Continent were suppressed.
Lin Guodong stared at Fang Xingjian in front of him: "Who are you?"
"It seems that you are not very good at communicating, so let me take a look." Fang Xingjian stretched out his palm, and the palm of Zhu Xian's projection was already pressed on Lin Guodong's head.
A burst of martial arts will seemed to be a typhoon passing through, and they frantically searched in Lin Guodong's sea of consciousness.
On the other side, Tang Xian and Huang Shan opened their eyes together.
"Good guy, you are actually a hidden master." The blackness in his eyes flashed, and in just a short period of time, he and Huang Shan had regained the power hidden among the many soldiers and regained their strength. Back to his peak form.
Feeling the will of martial arts constantly surging in his body, like the Yangtze River, Tang Xian's eyes revealed a look of confidence. It has been a long time since he has manipulated this force so freely.
"If it weren't for me, maybe this fleet would have been defeated by you, but now you will blame yourself for your bad luck."
"Hey, I hope this kid won't freak out for a while." Huang Shan on the side also laughed.
They are very curious, in a world where the highest level is only the first level of the god level, if they see a powerhouse of the sixth level of the god level like them, what kind of interesting expressions will they show.