Some immortal cultivators who seemed to have reached the Pure Nirvana Realm even set up tents in the cabin, with restrictions on the outside of the tent.

There were also some immortal cultivators, several people gathered together to form a small team.

Like Yang Feng, who looks like an old man, and there is not even a starlight, no one comes to him to form a team.

After the road manager brought Yang Feng in, he sent a few more people in. After the ship started, he never came in again.

This is the eighth day since the Void Spaceship started. Yang Feng's injuries have completely recovered, and even his spiritual sense and Xingyuan are about to be fully recovered.

Yang Feng had already made plans. As long as his cultivation level was restored, he would go to find a road manager.

No matter what method is used, he will still have to get a place to practice.

Otherwise, the merchant ship would have been flying in the void for several years, and he would have to sit like a fool for several years.

“Buzz…”

An extremely fierce murderous intent made Yang Feng subconsciously turn his body, and then a black light flashed and hit the bulkhead behind Yang Feng.

Two Yangshi immortal cultivators were fighting at this time, and the immortal cultivators around the ship hall were watching, and no one stepped forward.

"puff……"

A blood light exploded in the eyebrows of one of the cultivators. The cultivator had not yet fallen.

Another cultivator who fought with him sacrificed a ball of fire and burned the cultivator to ashes.

Yang Feng was shocked. Can he fight casually?

He had been here for more than ten days before, so didn't he hold his head in his hand?

"Senior, can you fight here?"

Yang Feng carefully asked the old man holding a wine pot next to him, and a few days ago, the old man gave him a seat.

The old man whispered: "Of course, but you can't make too loud noises. Once it makes too loud noises, the manager will come over and kill all the cultivators who are fighting."
Chapter completed!