Versatile Mage: Possessed by the Black Snake at the beginning

Chapter 140 Yanming Temple

This sound woke everyone up. Everyone stood at the railing and suddenly discovered a huge black shadow under the water, like a black hole abyss that could suck the entire ship into it at any time.

Tang Jinxing was also stiff at this moment. Of course he knew what it was.

A branch of the Four Sacred Beasts Xuanwu, the eldest brother of the totem Black Snake, Ba Xia!

Huge beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and the black snake sensor was frantically warning him, like an alarm clock ringing in his ears at six o'clock in the morning, making Tang Jin's head full of noise.

But he could only try his best to control the aura on his body, and did not dare to let the blood of the black snake show even a trace.

In the middle of this vast sea, it is undoubtedly Ba Xia's home field. Even if he is not afraid of Ba Xia after deploying the demon system, the whole ship of the national team may be in danger.

No one dared to speak anymore, let alone move, and even breathing seemed to have stopped.

Cold sweat slid down his neck. Although Ba Xia did not exude any royal power, the pressure he brought to everyone on the ship was not at all, as if their lives had been controlled.

Fortunately, Big Brother's big brother, Big Brother, did not regard the boat as an appetizer. The shadows under the water gradually faded and slowly returned to its original clarity.

At first glance, it is no longer deep black, but clear blue!

"What exactly is it??" Zhao Manyan asked with a stiff expression.

Mo Fan didn't know, he just sat down on the deck. Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't swim to the Neon Country!

Not only Mo Fan, but everyone on the deck was exhausted, and their bodies were soaked with sweat, as if they had been fished out of the sea.

The ship continued to sail, but this originally cheerful cruise ship was now filled with a strange silence. It was not known how long it took before everyone came back to their senses one after another.

But even now, when they look at the clear water, they still feel that a huge mouth will swallow the entire ship from the bottom of the sea at any time, and the shadow in their minds lingers.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I'm a frog in a well." said demon expert Jiang Yu.

He couldn't judge any information from this shadow at all. This was a kind of monster that had never been recorded by humans!

"A demon of this size must at least be at the monarch level, right?" Nan Jue asked.

As Nan Jue spoke, he glanced at Tang Jinxing, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan. They had once witnessed the power of the Flame Witch together, and they had faced the existence of the monarch directly.

It's just that the flame witch is the same as this island's underlord, and the difference in size is not the slightest.

Although the larger the size, the more powerful it is, but the pressure brought by such a giant thing is undoubtedly very terrifying.

Mo Fan did not answer Nan Jue, but instead turned his attention to Tang Jinxing.

When he was in doubt, he asked Brother Tang. Mo Fan didn’t know when he had developed this habit.

"This is Ba Xia." Tang Jinxing said.

"Ba Xia???"

Everyone present was stunned. They had all heard myths and stories more or less, but they never expected that these myths were actually living monsters!

Suddenly, like curious babies, everyone gathered around Tang Jinxing, waiting for Teacher Tang to start class.

Sure enough, if you go to sea in Neon Country, you will be called a teacher.

In fact, everyone is not far from the Neon Country. In fact, they can see the coastline of the Neon Country from flying in the sky.

By the time Tang Jinxing finished telling the totem story, he could already see the salvaged fishing boats one after another standing on the deck.

"Does anyone know neon language?" Mo Fan quickly asked a more critical question.

Everyone is a stowaway now. If no one knows neon language, it would be too easy to be exposed.

"Ya Mingdie, Baga, does it count to deprive you of your chicken?" Zhao Manyan asked with a smirk on the side.

"Then you're still missing a sentence, Yiku, Yiku." Mo Fan rolled his eyes.

Seeing that no one knew the neon language, Jiang Shaoxu was about to volunteer when he heard Tang Jinxing on the side suddenly say: "You don't need to know the neon language, I have a way."

Before anyone could ask, they were surprised to find that a thick white mist filled the air.

The visibility in the white mist was extremely low. After a while, they couldn't even see the faces of other people in the team clearly.

Everyone could barely hear two vague words in the white mist.

"Heavy fog!!"

As Tang Jinxing finished speaking, a thick white mist instantly filled the entire port, like white clouds hanging down from the sky, as if the entire port had been transferred to another dimension.

In fact, as Tang Jinxing's strength improved step by step, he rarely used the fog as a blinding method. After all, the opponents he faced were rarely affected by the fog.

However, it is just right to use it as a stowaway at this time.

The heavy fog with extremely low visibility caused a panic in the port. The neon people had never seen such a situation before.

Whether they were ordinary people, mages, or prosecutors, they were all in chaos at this time, and they were soon lost in the thick white fog.

There was no border inspection at this time. The National Government team simply left the dock and sneaked into Xixiong City.

The heavy fog in the port has gradually dissipated, and everything has returned to normal, but everyone is basically safe, and Neon's patrols and inspections cannot be so full that they have to check the identity of anyone they catch.

Of course, they cannot go to hotels and hotels. These places require identity registration just like in China. They can only choose to stay in temples on the mountains.

The temple is called Yanming Temple. It is a standard neon temple style. There are not many believers here. Except for a few Japanese monks, they are all stowaways.

From the temple here, you can see the whole of Xixiong City, the tooth-shaped coastline, and the Pacific Ocean beyond.

They are enjoying themselves in misery and can only think that this is a house with a sea view on the middle of the mountain.

"It's strange. Logically speaking, even if you don't come here to burn incense and worship Buddha, it's still a great place to see the scenery. How come it's so sparsely populated?"

Zhao Manyan's business acumen started to shine again, and he soon discovered something unusual about this temple.

Not to mention that this kind of place has been developed into a commercial attraction. Even a monk should be fat and big-eared. How can it be so deserted?

"According to the novel, this kind of place is probably not clean." Mo Fan said with a smile.

The only healing mage in the team, Green Tea Nanrong Ni, looked frightened and said: "It's true or false, don't lie to me."

At this time, Mu Ningxue still had a good relationship with Nanrong Ni. While comforting Nanrong Ni, she rolled her eyes at Mo Fan.

"There are so many novels about gods and ghosts, don't be afraid, they are just to scare you."

Tang Jinxing on the side said nothing, stroking his chin and recalling the story of this temple in his mind.

What a coincidence, this is really in the novel, this temple is really haunted.