Under the deep night sky, the sea was dark and quiet.
A huge black shadow swam under the Bo family's spiritual boat, its figure slender and flexible.
boom!
Huge waves poured into the sky, and thousands of feet of waves rose out of thin air. The originally stable spiritual ship was like a light boat floating in the air. It suddenly vibrated from the sea, then fell hard. The bow of the ship entered the water and quickly tilted up again. , the screams also cut through the night sky.
Lingchu's figure swayed slightly with the sudden vibration of the spirit boat. Spiritual power emerged from his feet. His legs were like old trees with roots. His upper body was as soft as water swaying gently, and his lower body was as steady as a mountain.
Everyone on the spiritual ship was awakened by such a loud movement.
At this moment, Lingchu had already reached the door leading to the deck, but he was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, he looked out through the gap between the doors.
In the thick night, I saw several spiritual lights piercing the silence, coming out from the upper level of the spiritual ship, standing in the void in the night.
Thousands of feet high, the waves could only hang for a few breaths, and like the water of the Milky Way flowing backwards like the human world, it suddenly fell from the sky. A huge demonic shadow followed the water curtain and jumped up from the sea surface and rushed into the sky.
The snow-white waves gradually merged into the sea, and the dark clouds seemed to be dispersed by the backward flow of the Milky Way. The bright moonlight fell on the world again, illuminating the world and revealing the demonic shadow behind the water curtain.
Snake body, long beard, black scales, four legs and four claws.
It has no horns but scales, so it is called a dragon.
This is a dragon, and it is also a black dragon.
What the ink dragon revealed was its true body. The dragon's body was slightly discreet, and the water-controlling waves were hanging in the air above the spiritual ship. The two eyes like lanterns stared closely at the figures below, and the evil aura on his body was not concealed.
The spiritual power in the body flows along the meridians, the clear golden elixir slowly rotates in the Dantian, and Lingchu's fair face is slightly pale. This is the pressure of the Nascent Soul realm.
On the Bo family's spiritual ship, there were only monks in the Golden Core realm.
Sure enough, under Mo Jiao's merciless pressure, the figures hanging above the spirit ship trembled slightly, and suddenly they fell heavily as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, one after another falling to the deck. superior.
The spiritual light faded away, revealing three figures.
At the front was an elegant middle-aged monk wearing a high crown and robe. He held a jade ruler in his hand, which was crystal clear and radiant. He was looking at the ink dragon in mid-air with a solemn face.
Behind the middle-aged monk are Saint Wu Ge and Saint Qing Yue from Penglai.
These three are the three golden elixir monks on Bo Jialing's ship.
Lingchu hid behind the door, his eyes secretly paused on the back of Qingyue Saint, and then also fixed on Mo Jiao in mid-air.
The Bo family's spiritual ship spans the boundless sea, and only one golden elixir monk is sent to guard it. Naturally, they have enough confidence to do so.
Whenever the Bo family's spiritual ship travels by sea, the Bo family's Nascent Soul monks will naturally take care of it in advance. Those big monsters in the boundless sea are no longer smarter than humans, so they are naturally happy to sell a favor to the Bo family.
So far, nothing has happened. Only those monsters under the Yuanying realm may have bumped into them without knowing it. However, there is a magic circle on the spirit ship and there are golden elixir monks sitting on it. As long as it is not a big monster in the Yuanying realm. , nothing big will happen.
The middle-aged monk is a worshiper of the Bo family, not the original monk of the Bo family. His surname is Cai, and he is already a monk in the late Jindan stage. After joining the Bo family, he has naturally read a lot of information about the Great Demon of the Boundless Sea.
The ink dragon in front of him was an extremely rare dragon, and he was also covered in ink-colored scales. Master Cai recognized him at the first sight.
"King Mo Jiao, we are the spirit ship of the Bo family. It seems that we did not pass by your treasure land this time on our way to Penglai." Before joining the Bo family, Master Cai was just a monk from a small family. There was no hard-nosed attitude. Of course, , in front of the great demon in the Nascent Soul Realm, he would not have any toughness. Sweat was rolling down his forehead, but he insisted on showing a smile and asked.
The ink-colored scales of the ink dragon exuded a brilliant color under the moonlight, and he stared at a pair of big lantern eyes. Even if he didn't speak, his figure of more than a hundred feet was enough to bring huge pressure to people.
"I have no intention of embarrassing your Bo family. It's just that I have a descendant who is on your Bo family's soul boat at the moment. If you hand it over, I will leave immediately." Mo Jiao opened his mouth slightly, and a deep voice sounded like it was rolling across the sky. The coming thunderstorm rumbled down.
Are the descendants of King Mo Jiao a member of the Jiaolong clan?
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhenren Cai's mind, and then he said, "It seems that there are no descendants of the Jiaolong clan on our Bo family spiritual ship. I wonder if the seniors..."
"Humph!" A cold snort sounded like spring thunder, falling into Master Cai's ears. The cold snort filled with demonic power shocked Master Cai back two steps, and there was a buzzing in his ears.
"I am too lazy to talk to you. The descendant I am talking about is not from the dragon clan, but a shark. I think you, the Bo family, should know it best." King Mo Jiao stared at Cai with his golden vertical pupils. A real person with a cold and stern voice.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of both Zhenren Cai and Saint Wuge changed.
Lingchu, who was hiding behind the door, also changed his expression. Is this dragon here for Qiyin?
According to what this dragon said, Qiyin is his descendant, and he should have a close relationship with him. If this is the case, it is a good thing. Although there are only three golden elixir monks on this ship, he wants to save the shark intact. Getting out is also very difficult, and if you enter Penglai later, it will be even more impossible.
It would be a good thing if this Mo Jiao could successfully use his cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm to take Qiyin away today.
Master Cai is a worshiper of the Bo family, so he naturally knows about the auction some time ago, and also knows whether there are any sharks on this spiritual ship. Hearing this, he hesitantly looked at Saint Wu Ge.
He really didn't want to conflict with King Mo Jiao. The formation on Bo Jialing's ship was good, but the opponent was a monster in the Nascent Soul realm. If he tried his best, he might not be able to hold on for long. Once the formation was broken, Penglai's The two saints must have a lot of life-saving things on them, but he and the low-level monks on the spiritual ship must be in danger, and they will be swallowed by the Black Dragon King.
It was really extremely dangerous. He couldn't afford to offend King Mo Jiao, and he couldn't afford to offend the people in Penglai. He could only look at the master of the sharks, the Saint of Wu Ge.
When the Saint of Wu Ge heard the word "mermaid", her face darkened. She originally thought that the Bo family had captured the monsters of the Dragon Clan for profit, but she didn't expect that the fire actually burned her head in the end. No, Saint of the Wu Ge He suddenly turned his head and looked at Saint Qingyue who had an indifferent expression on her side.
She didn't start the fire herself, it was obviously set by the person next to her.
It's really annoying, she was the one who paid the money, she was the one who raised the shark, and she was the one who took the blame in the end.
But the real instigator stood beside him with his sleeves full of breeze.
The cheeks of the Wuge Saint were flushed with anger.
The Qingyue Saint on the side had no waves on her face as bright as the autumn moon. She slowly took a step forward, her eyes were like ice and her words were like beads, "A thousand spiritual stones."
After a pause, he added, "The price is the same."
