Lin Jingzhe leaned down and whispered in Zheng Daniu's ear: "Didn't you say that those coffins were hidden under the boat?"
"I don't know why these coffins are on the deck." Zheng Daniu responded quietly, for fear that his voice would be too loud and attract others' attention.
However, their voices naturally could not escape the ears of many monks.
"Have you seen the coffin ship?" The middle-aged priest looked at the two people and asked.
"I've never seen it before. How could we have seen these things? Moreover, my grandfather told me the legend about the coffin ship." Before Lin Jingzhe could speak, Zheng Daniu clarified that the two of them had seen the coffin ship. fact.
"Oh, then tell me about your legend about the coffin ship." The middle-aged worshiper said.
Zheng Daniu saw him asking this, so he told everyone about the legend he knew about the coffin ship and the Sea of Death.
When everyone heard this, they thought that the legends about the coffin ship in each place seemed to be very different. For example, the coffin on the coffin ship that they saw with their own eyes appeared on the bow deck.
While a few people were talking, the distance between the two ships was getting closer and closer, and they even started to stagger aside and sail past.
At such a close distance, the visual conflict between the strange coffin ship and everyone is even more obvious.
Everyone also calmed down and did not dare to speak. Instead, they watched silently as the coffin boat floated by in the sea currents beside them.
Suddenly, the two red coffins on the deck of the coffin ship made a "sizzling" sound of fingernails scraping against the coffin boards. The sound was extremely harsh and heartbreaking to everyone's ears.
Everyone held their voices tightly, not daring to make any sound.
Just as the coffin ship and the merchant ship were leaving with their tails staggered, the black sails embroidered with red roses on the coffin ship suddenly started to flutter in the wind. Then, there was a "dong dong dong" sound from the red coffin hitting the coffin board. the sound of.
"Let's go!" the captain shouted and hurriedly ordered the helmsman to quickly sail away from this place of right and wrong.
As the saying goes, ghosts beat coffins, Yama Palace, Meng Po Tang, and three lives and three lives walk on the Nai Bridge.
It means that if you are killed by the demon inside the coffin board, even if you enter reincarnation, you will have to repay the debt of the demon in the underworld for three lives and work for the demon to make money.
Although this is just a folk legend, as a group of cultivators, they are closer to the fact than ordinary people. Naturally, they also believe that there is a netherworld in this world. Even King Yama and Meng Po Tang cannot be legends, but real. Right existence.
Just when the merchant ship was about to leave the coffin ship, the two red coffins on the coffin ship suddenly flew into the air and flew towards the merchant ship.
"Ming worship, Li worship." Captain Shangguan shouted to the two worshipers beside him.
"It doesn't need to be said by the family master, we will not let evil spirits contaminate our ships."
The two worshipers responded, flew into the air, each summoned a flying sword, and chopped off the red coffin.
"Clang!"
There were two loud noises, and their flying swords struck the coffin at the same time, and then the flying swords were bounced back.
I don’t know what kind of material these coffins are made of. When the flying sword was struck on them, only the sound was heard, but no sparks were heard.
When the two saw their flying swords bounce back, they continued to use the flying swords to strike at the coffin. They wanted to use the power of the flying swords to repel the coffin, but it was obvious that the flying swords were not very effective.
In the blink of an eye, the red coffin was about to fly over the merchant ship.
When the two worshipers saw this, they each took back their flying swords, and then replaced them with two other magic weapons.
What Ming Gongfeng was holding was a black magic weapon like a brick. Under the influence of his magic power, the magic weapon suddenly turned into a drill as big as a coffin. Then under his anger, the huge brick flew away. came out and hit the red coffin.
What Li Gongfeng took out was a magic weapon called a bronze bell. Under the influence of his magic power, the bronze bell doubled in size and emitted a golden light.
Then, under his full force, the bronze bell made a buzzing sound, flew out, and hit the red coffin with the drill at the same time.
Boom boom!
There were two loud noises. This time, the two powerful magic weapons finally forced the red coffin back in the air. The red coffin took a few steps backward in the sky. Before it could stabilize, it was hit by two more magic weapons. There were two loud noises again.
Everyone's tense mood was relieved by this, but before they had time to rejoice, the coffin ship that had missed them suddenly turned around without warning and hit the stern of the merchant ship.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The two large ships collided, making a very violent collision sound, and the hull of the merchant ship swayed, making people unsteady.
Before everyone could stabilize their bodies, the coffin ship collided with them again without warning. Fortunately, the material used in this merchant ship was not bad, and it did not fall apart due to the violent impact.
"Go quickly." The middle-aged worshiping man shouted: "There are other evil spirits in that coffin ship."
"But the two of them?" Captain Shangguan looked worriedly at the two worshipers fighting with the coffin in the sky.
"Ignore them, they are foundation-building monks, so they can naturally catch up with us." The middle-aged monk said.
Captain Shangguan was still a little hesitant because he didn't want to abandon his companions. This may be his personal charm.
"Master of the Shanggong family, please take the people away first. We will get rid of the evil spirit in the coffin one after another, and then we will follow. Don't worry about us." At this time, Ming Zongfeng, who was fighting with the coffin in the air, said.
"Yes, as long as you leave, we can easily use our magical powers, and our ships can easily injure everyone here." Another Li Gongfeng also said.
"Okay." Captain Shangguan said, and then asked the helmsman to turn the bow of the ship and start to leave.
But just as the helmsman left the ship, the coffin ship hit it again without warning. This time, it was actually bigger than the previous two collisions.
Suddenly, everyone was thrown into the air by the impact and thrown far away.
But everyone is a cultivator, how could they be thrown away by this collision.
After a while, they landed on the deck again.
"Helmsman, sail the ship quickly," Captain Kamigong shouted.
"The boat can't move. The stern seems to be entangled with something." The helmsman responded.
"Go and have a look." Captain Shangguan shouted to several crew members beside him.
"Okay." Several crew members responded, then took out their weapons and leaned forward.
After a while, a crew member replied and said that our ship was entangled in a coffin ship.
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed one after another. At this moment, the two red coffins on their heads were holding up the two Foundation-Building monks and violently swiped them. They actually refused to give in and forced the two Foundation-Building monks to approach the merchant ship. Come.
At this moment, several crew members who were looking at the situation at the stern of the ship let out a scream, and then someone shouted: "Help", and then the sound stopped suddenly, and there was no more sound.
The crew of five Qi Practitioners disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made people gasp in horror.
Captain Shangguan recruited a few sailors, leaned together, and then said to the middle-aged worshipper: "Congratulations, please take care of the others. I will bring some people over to have a look."
"Yes, my master..." He Congfeng responded.
Seeing that He Zongfeng responded to him, Captain Shangguan led his people around.
Not long after walking, they smelled a very strong smell of blood and bursts of crunching sounds.
Captain Shangguan frowned, looked at the others, and said, "Who knows the fireball technique?"
"I will." A male crew member with a Chinese character said.
"Okay, you gather a few fireballs and throw them in both directions. Don't control the force, don't penetrate the hull."
"You know, I have manipulated this fireball technique more than a thousand times, so I can naturally control it with strength." The man with the Chinese character boasted for a moment, then gathered two fireballs and rowed them out towards both sides of the stern.
Bragging is bragging, but he used these two fire ball techniques extremely well. As the fireballs he drew ran out of power, they rolled down on both sides of the stern, providing lighting for everyone.
With the illumination of the fireball, the darkness hidden in the corner is also invisible.
But as the darkness became clearer little by little, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Thick blood was spread all over the ship's deck. Several crew members were lying next to the blood. Without exception, they all seemed to have been injured on their heads. Some sharp-edged awl opened it, and thick blood flowed out.
"Everyone, be careful. The monster may be hiding in the dark." Captain Shangguan reminded everyone, because as the fireball was thrown up, the crunching sounds disappeared in an instant.
"Here, what kind of footprints are these?" One of the crew members had better eyesight. He could see clearly the blood-stained prints on the deck from only a dozen steps away.
"It seems to be the footprints of some kind of creature." Captain Shangguan took a look, but found it strange that the footprints were in rows and very neat.
"Don't get too close, everyone. I'll use my flying sword to explore the truth first." Captain Shangguan reminded everyone, and then they saw him take out a small golden sword from his storage ring, and then the small sword came from It flew out from his hand and flew toward the stern of the ship where it connected with the coffin ship.
"Throwing two fireballs." Captain Shangguan shouted to the crew member with the Chinese character face.
"Yes." The man said, then gathered two more fireballs and threw them up.
With the help of the light of the fireball, Captain Shangguan let the small sword drive straight in.
Just as the little sword was about to approach the junction between the two ships, a black shadow suddenly made a squeaking sound and pounced on the little sword hovering in the air.
Seeing this, Captain Shangguan also controlled the small sword to stand upright and stab at the black shadow.
With a bang, the black shadow jumped on the small sword and hit the hull with a loud noise. However, the small sword that was knocked down was upright at this time. It was knocked down at this time and hit its target.
Upon seeing this, Captain Shangguan controlled the upright small sword to cut upwards, inevitably cutting a hole in the black shadow.
At this time, everyone took advantage of the firelight and discovered that the black shadow actually had eight sharp long legs.
