Chapter 98 The Cry of Ghost Tide

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"ah!"

Xu Wei and Ning Jiujiu both screamed.

The two unconsciously leaned into the crowd.

The black rain mixed with the broken corpses, and the black rain burst down, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The shapes of the broken corpses were all different, but they were all dilapidated and had a strong smell of rot. Black pus was flowing from many of the muscles, and the bones were exposed and corroded, making them rough and uneven.

Several heads fell to the ground. Some had hollow eye sockets and missing eyeballs. Some had crooked mouths and rotten tongues, with mouthfuls of black pus in their mouths. Some had their heads exploded directly, with their brains mixed with blood and black liquid. flow out.

Ning Jiujiu felt a surge in his throat and his face turned extremely pale. The scene in front of him was truly terrifying and disgusting.

Next is Xu Wei. She has experienced the flesh poison of lust, and her ability to withstand nausea has doubled.

Everyone else was fine, especially Xie Huan and Zhao Feng, who had basically no expression except for their solemn eyes.

"They are from the Five Factions Alliance."

Luo Furong said in a deep voice.

These corpses are easily identifiable from their clothing.

"It's the Cry of the Ghost Tide."

Zhao Feng said suddenly, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked.

Xie Huan immediately thought of the description of these four words in Haizhi, which was a kind of natural disaster that also floated on the sea. Unlike Lei Ze, this kind of natural disaster was not unique to the fifty-four sea areas.

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "This kind of natural disaster is caused by a strange phenomenon deep in the ocean, called the ghost tide. It absorbs the souls of a large number of dead creatures and cannot rest in peace. As a result, pain and resentment will rise to the sea surface with the tide, triggering a strong The dark air currents brought down black rain.”

Lu Ran said with an ugly face: "Of course, I also heard that this black rain is the result of an innocent soul."

The dark clouds in the sky became darker, as if countless innocent souls were wailing, struggling, and crying in pain. The strong wind was carrying black rain, and there were also lightning and thunder, which kept beating down.

The aura layer around everyone was immediately compressed, and everyone felt that the energy of the black rain was getting stronger.

Xie Huan took out the oil-paper umbrella, flew out of his hand, and unfolded it in the air. The rays of light shot out and blended into the aura layer, making it dazzling.

Everyone seemed to be enveloped in a layer of colorful clouds, and their pressure was immediately reduced.

Xie Huan stared at the fallen corpses for a while and said, "These people all died not long ago, which shows that the people from the Five Factions Alliance are indeed nearby."

The minced meat seemed to have been severely corroded by the black rain, but many places were still tender and vibrant.

Suddenly a giant thing appeared in the black rain and attacked violently.

It turned out to be a spiritual boat.

It was dark and dark inside, without any life.

Luo Furong's hand flashed with green light, and her sword shot into the black rain. With a "boom", she split the spirit boat into two halves and knocked each of them away.

Zhan Ge flew around and came back.

Luo Furong took the photo in front of her palm. Seeing that Zhan Ge was in good health, she gently grabbed it and put it into the storage magic weapon.

At this moment, in addition to broken corpses, there were also many magic weapons and even spiritual stones falling in the black rain.

"Did these people die at sea?"

Xu Wei asked in surprise.

The glow began to weaken, and it was somewhat unable to withstand the black rain. The aura layer shrank a few more times, and the oil-paper umbrellas rotated and floated above the crowd.

Moreover, black rain can also corrode spiritual energy, and everyone feels that the loss of spiritual energy in their bodies is accelerating.

Xie Huan frowned slightly: "This rain... won't keep falling, right?"

This Cry of Ghosts doesn't seem that scary, but if it lasts for a long time...

Suddenly, in the distant sky, a purple light rushed up from the island, then went straight into the clouds and spread gently.

"It's a signal! Could it be Zhou Zixing?"

Luo Furong looked into the distance and said in surprise.

"Walk!"

Xie Huan made a prompt decision.

I don’t know when the rain will stop. The whole thing is full of weirdness. The natural disasters are like going to the market. A few days ago, there was Lei Ze, the mysterious realm, on Tianlei Island, and now there is Cry of Ghost Tide on Baoguang Island. If it is a coincidence, then It's too much of a coincidence.

Now that we have a goal, let’s go take a look first.

He deliberately came four days late. Even if there was a trap, he should have been stepped on by the people of the Five Factions Alliance. The broken corpses and broken boats in the black rain were proof.

Xie Huan continued to let the oil-paper umbrella float in the sky to protect everyone from the black rain.

But as soon as he started to act, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Not only could the black rain corrode spiritual energy, but the space seemed to become sticky, making it extremely laborious and difficult to move.

"It's really not simple."

Xie Huan said: "At this speed, it may take several days to reach the place where the signal appeared just now. Everyone must separate and protect themselves with spiritual power. Such a large-scale gathering of spirits will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

After saying that, he put away the oil-paper umbrella.

Black rain poured down, mixed with blood and a large number of inexplicable things. In addition to human corpses, there were also the corpses of many marine creatures.

Everyone hurriedly made secrets and circulated their spiritual power to form a barrier three feet away from them.

Although it is still difficult to walk in the black rain like this, it is much better than walking together in a group.

Everyone walked for most of the day and consumed a lot of mana, but they were not halfway there yet.

Ning Jiujiu and Han Wenshan were in the worst condition. They were the last to break through to the late stage of Qi refining and were relatively weak. Next were the two pirates who were in the late stage of Qi refining. They both started to look pale and were somewhat out of breath.

"Damn, why does this rain seem to be deliberately targeting us?"

Zhao Shuifan looked up at the sky from time to time. It was still dark rain and dense clouds, with no sign of dissipating.

"Why do I feel that the rain is getting heavier, and the surrounding area is like thick ink, and the visible range seemed to be larger before?" Xu Wei said with some uncertainty.

When she said this, everyone immediately felt that it was indeed getting darker, and it was rolling in the air like thick ink.

Suddenly the black rain seemed to stagnate, and several streaks of thick ink in the air turned into spear-like shapes, suddenly flying through the rain and shooting down.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Luo Furong screamed in surprise, waved her hand and brought up a spiritual light, which turned into a palm technique and struck it.

Everyone took action one after another.

Zhao Shuifan was horrified and asked, "Does this Ghost Tide Cry also have intelligence?"

There were exactly eleven spears formed by the black rain, each of which was locked on one person.

"Bang! Bang!——"

The black rain spears exploded one after another under the attack of everyone, leaving only Xie Huan, Han Wenshan and Ning Jiujiu.

Xie Huan looked up and stared into the void, letting the spear fall without moving.

Luo Furong exclaimed: "Brother Huan!"

Xie Huan looked back at her and suddenly opened the oil-paper umbrella. With a "boom", the spear hit the umbrella cover and was shattered by the sunlight.

The oil-paper umbrella spun in the air, and Xie Huan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Han Wenshan and Ning Jiujiu also raised their jade rulers and swords respectively and struck them into the air.

"Bang!"

The black spear in front of Han Wenshan was shattered with one blow.

The moment Ning Jiujiu's big sword touched the black spear, her whole body was shaken, and she felt an unmatched force rushing down, swallowing up her sword in an instant, and the whole world turned into darkness, and one foot Step into the coffin.

Suddenly, a burning feeling came from behind, instantly dispelling the coldness of death, and the surrounding area was illuminated brightly.

"Boom!"

Xie Huan appeared behind Ning Jiujiu, and the ghostly fire turned into a huge ball of light, blocking the terrifying blow of the black spear.

Black rain and green fire intertwined instantly, and the terrifying elemental pressure rushed in all directions.

Xie Huan grabbed Ning Jiujiu's shoulders again and flew her behind him.

His entire body was instantly swallowed up by the elemental aftermath, and huge energy exploded.

Everyone stared with wide eyes in shock.

This force was many times stronger than what hit them.

"how so?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Thank you!"

Ning Jiujiu yelled, grabbed the big sword and wanted to rush forward, but the energy left a wave of waves and he couldn't get close at all.

At this moment, a sword energy wrapped in flames rose into the sky, splitting the energy aftermath, and the green fire spread in all directions, forming a sea of ​​fire.

Xie Huan stood in the center, wearing battle armor, divine light emerging from his body, pouring all the power into the Star Fire Sword, and slashed towards the sky with a sharp shout.

The air around them seemed to be sucked out instantly, and everyone felt a sense of oppression.

A sword light wrapped around the fire dragon, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the black rain and dark clouds in the sky.

"Boom!"

The sky was immediately burned, large black rain evaporated, and the sword light went straight into the clouds, creating a huge crack in the ghost tide's cry.

Everyone was stunned. Can a natural disaster be split open?

"Boom", the cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and a large number of flames are shining and burning in the sky like stars, constantly swallowing up the black rain and dark clouds.

The sky began to become brighter, the clouds opened and the sun appeared, as if a rainbow was shining down.

Even Zhao Feng, who was crossing the sea, opened his mouth wide at this moment, looking at the sky in disbelief and then at the man holding the sword.

Xie Huan put away his sword, looked around and said, "It's okay for now."

"Thank you."

Ning Jiujiu was in shock, supporting his body with his sword, his face filled with gratitude.

Xu Wei swallowed: "How did you know there was something wrong with that blow?"

"Because the energy of the surging black rain is extremely strong, and the energy of those shooting down is extremely weak, there must be something wrong."

Xie Huan's eyes flashed, he looked towards the sky, and then towards the place where the signal appeared in the distance, and said in a solemn voice: "This Ghost Tide Cry is controlled by someone."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Xie Huan explained: "Knowing how to use a feint to kill the weakest person is no longer intelligent, but insidious. If someone can be split apart by my sword, what kind of natural disaster is that?"

"Who controls that?"

Luo Furong looked ugly and said: "If they are from the Five Factions Alliance, what happened to those broken corpses? If they are Zhou Zixing, why did they attack us?"

"We can only find the answer ourselves."

Xie Huan sneered: "I also want to know, what is behind Yu Hexu's move?"

After saying that, the eleven people continued to run towards the goal.

Without the obstruction of the black rain, it immediately became lighter.

Soon we came to a huge mountain range, which was like the backbone of the entire island, running across it.

But in the middle of the mountain range, it was cut off by a huge stone monument, towering into the clouds.

The stone tablet is pale and cold, like a mountain wall cut with a knife and axe. It is covered with a thin layer of frost and snow. It shines silvery white in the sun, forming a sharp contrast with the withered yellow rocks of the mountain range.

There is only one update today. My recent state and work schedule are really not good, I will adjust as soon as possible.

(End of chapter)