Chapter 1071: The way to cross the sea

The island is not big, only the size of a hundred football fields, it looks pretty empty.
"This is... a sea of ​​weak waters!"
Old Zhao's expression changed slightly. Facing the weak water, even if it is a strong person like him, it will not die if he falls into it, but it is not easy. The most terrifying thing is that the death is miserable and the feeling of being drowned alive. It's absolutely uncomfortable.
When Mr. Zhao's words were heard by Yang Fan and his party, they all showed awe.
Weak water 3000, only take a scoop of drink, only need one sip, even Daluo Jinxian will be poisoned and die. Once falling into it, those who are not strong enough will drown alive like a mortal, and their mana will not work at all in weak water.
Yang Fan thoughtfully, roughly guessed what to do in the second level.
Soon, people from other teams also recognized Weak Shui, and there was endless chattering.
"The second level is very simple. All you need to do is to cross the weak sea and head to the island a hundred kilometers away, where the third level is located. You are not allowed to use the magic trick to fly, and you can't use the magical action. Once a magic weapon such as Feizhou needs divine consciousness or immortal aura is detected, thunder will descend from the sky, knocking him down the weak waters."
"Senior, since we can't fly, nor can we use magic weapons, how do we get there? Is it possible to swim over?"
A distance of one hundred kilometers, if it is normal, a few breaths can be reached, but here is a sea of ​​weak water, and those who cannot use their cultivation bases will be like mortals, how can they persist.
"The silver moon stone and the silver moon tree on this island are very good materials. Any of you who knows how to refine tools can start now. You only have five hours. When the time is up, there are still people who have not been on the island. Will be obliterated. Remember, hands are forbidden."
The guardian disappeared, and everyone was in an uproar.
It takes at least four hours to refine a silver moon ship that can ride dozens of people, whether it is a silver moon stone or a silver moon tree. In other words, they actually only have two hours to travel. Through this weak sea.
"Brother Yang, can you refine tools?"
The lord came to Yang Fan quietly and whispered.
"No, why, are you scared?"
Yang Fan showed a playful expression, playful.
"Why, I'm worried that we may not be able to pass the customs on time. It seems that no one of us can refine weapons."
The Lord Lu was obviously afraid but did not dare to admit it.
"It's not easy now. You can't use spells, and you can't fly. Boy, aren't you the heir here? You should have privileges?"
The ancestor of Qilin was so arrogant, he plunged his hand into the weak water, and suddenly only felt a pain in that hand.
"Brother Seven Virtues, you are saying something."
Seeing that Yang Fan was unmoved, the Qilin ancestor pulled the seven virtues.
"I can't help it, I'm just an array mage, not a refiner."
Duan Qide was at ease, with no sense of tension in his expression.
"Taoist, why do you also have this expression?"
Lord Lu saw the preacher's relaxed look, wondering.
"It's very simple. Brother Yang has a way."
When the lord heard that, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he smiled and said flatteringly.
"Good brother, just tell me what you can do."
"aircraft."
Yang Fan didn't know when there was a can of Fat House Happy Water in his hand, and he answered while sucking it.
"It turned out to be an airplane. Say it earlier, it scared me."
The lord laughed loudly, and his nervous heart became relaxed.
Opening the system store, Yang Fan quickly found a domineering helicopter.
"buy."
Yang Fan meditated in his heart, and then a giant appeared out of thin air in front of the lord master.
The ancestors of Qilin and Duan Qide were very curious. They could see the structure of the iron bumps in front of them at a glance, but they didn't understand the purpose of this thing at all, who knew nothing about science. And it was still made of common iron, not to mention the immortals like them, even the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage and the Foundation Building Stage can pierce them with a single finger.
"Boy, what is this, can you eat it?"
The ancestor Qilin touched here and knocked there, and the sound of metal percussions continued to come. Yang Fan even saw the handprints of the ancestor Qilin on the door of the plane.
"It's called the Chinook plane, also called the CH-47 transport helicopter."
Yang Fan didn't want to explain, especially the ancestor Qilin and Duan Qide.
"Flying chicken? It's really weird, it's obviously an iron bump, how could it be a chicken..."
The ancestor Qilin lost his interest. Under the strong sense of God, he didn't realize that there was any ability in the aircraft that could take him away.
The CH-47 Chinook transport helicopter may not be known to most people, but those who have played Crossfire should know. There is a helicopter in the transport ship, that is, an aircraft with a large propeller at the front and rear. The advantage of this aircraft is that it can transport cargo and carry people.
Originally, Yang Fan planned to buy a passenger plane, but there were no take-off conditions here, so it is more convenient for Chinook to consider it all.
"Brother Yang, can this thing fly?"
When Zhan Tiancheng came to Chinook, he picked up the entire plane with one hand. If it were on the earth, the country would be caught in minutes by the country for slicing.
"Well, you better put it down, this thing cost me a lot of money."
Yang Fan was a little speechless. This Chinook actually only cost Yang Fan a hundred points, and it was not limited to oil.
"It's a little strange, I didn't perceive any fluctuations in the fairy power."
Zeng Zhuojun looked up and down and shook his head.
"Then let you see the power of technology."
Yang Fan opened the cabin door and took Chen Shuyue into the cockpit. With everyone's surprised eyes, he turned on the various switch buttons in the plane.
"Its wings moved."
The Kylin ancestor was as surprised as Grandma Liu.
In the main driver's seat, Yang Fan wears a professional flight helmet and the microphone moves to his mouth, while in the passenger seat, Chen Shuyue also wears a helmet.
"Fasten your seat belt and get ready to take off."
Chen Shuyue's helmet came with Yang Fan's voice in her ears, which made her very curious, and she didn't understand how the voice could come from this strange thing.
On the ground, with a lot of dust flying, the Chinook helicopter took off slowly in the shock of everyone's eyes, and then flew around the island at a speed of up to 200 kilometers per hour.
In five minutes, the plane landed back to the ground.
"Shu Yue, how is it, isn't it fun?"
Bing Xinxin took Chen Shuyue's arm and asked, with Yang Fan building a bridge in the middle, the two had a good relationship.
"It's okay, but I'm not used to the feeling of suddenly turning."
"Walk around, I want to sit on the right side."
Lu Ye's eyes lit up, taking advantage of Yang Fan and Chen Shuyue's time to get down, they sat directly in the co-pilot position, and buckled their seat belts as they did before.