บท 1385: Yang Dingtian of the Scarlet Heaven Immortal World

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

However, he did not take action.

The cultivators on those flying ships were not strong. Huang Zhihu and the others could deal with them.

"Boom—"

A flying sword shot out from the flying ship and blocked it.

Huang Zhihu, Yunduan, and the others flew out. They were in the void, and their gazes landed on the flying ship that blocked the path.

On the flying ship, there were many immortal cultivators standing on the bow deck.

The immortal light on the first few people was dense.

"Fellow Daoists, it's fate that brought us together. If you have anything good, share it with us." On the deck, a middle-aged cultivator wearing half-body azure armor grinned.

Beside him, a young man with a green jade Dao crown on his head looked at Yunduan, who was wearing a long dress, and his eyes lit up.

Huang Zhihu was wearing battle armor and had a handsome appearance, causing the young man to stare blankly.