"Is everyone okay?" Lei Yin looked at the remaining seven people.
When everyone heard this, their faces turned ugly, but it was nothing serious.
"Don't look at the water below!" Lu Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Hearing this, everyone came to their senses, "Han Feng should have been tricked a long time ago. He has been staring at the water outside the boat since he got on the boat. The cry just awakened the seeds in his heart!"
"Fellow Daoist Bai, I'm sorry!" Meng Jun walked up to Lu Chen and said, clasping his fists.
"It doesn't matter, you must be on guard against others. This is the first time we are meeting each other after all!" Lu Chen waved his hand, still looking solemn, staring behind the Thunder Paper Boat. The blurry outline of the giant ship gradually disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The experience just now was too terrifying. If you were not careful, everyone would have to answer for it.
"It's really bad luck this time. Fortunately, Lei Yin reacted quickly, otherwise..." A monk just started to speak, and his face suddenly changed.
"Quickly, turn the helm!" Lu Chen kept his eyes on the outside of the ship and shouted hurriedly.
Less than ten feet ahead, three ghost ships suddenly appeared out of nowhere. If they were slower for a moment, the thunder paper boat would definitely collide with the three ghost ships.
"Escape!" Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief when Lu Chen shouted again. The thunder paper boat that had just turned its bow again and the ghost ship that appeared strangely in front were already less than five feet long.
"Woo..." The crying sounds continued, and even Lu Chen almost fell into it.
"Damn!" Lei Yin gritted his teeth, his handprints changed, and three drops of blood rose into the air from his fingertips. As his handprints changed, the three drops of blood trembled violently, leaving a blood line in the air.
One drop fell on the mast, one dropped on the bow, and one dropped on the paper cabin roof.
As three drops of essence and blood fell, the entire paper boat instantly turned blood red, and the rich smell of blood hit his face.
"Get out of here quickly!" In just an instant, Lei Yin's face turned pale, without a trace of blood, his figure shook, and he might collapse at any time.
"Three drops of essence and blood drained him out?" Dao Ming looked surprised, but his hand was not slow, and he slashed at the rushing ghost ship with a knife.
"Stop!" Lu Chen roared, still taking a step slower, and struck the ghost ship not far away with a blow that was close to Dao Ming's full strength.
The speeding ghost ship trembled and fell silent, "The attack worked!" Dao Ming glared at Lu Chen, with an excited look on his face, and raised his long knife to strike again.
"Don't take me with you if you want to die!" Lu Chen roared angrily and slapped Dao Ming with his palm.
"Are you looking for death?" Dao Ming was also furious. After disobeying him several times, he already had murderous intentions.
"Huh!" Lu Chen snorted coldly, nodded to Lei Yin and Meng Jun, "Back off!"
When the two heard this, they didn't know what Lu Chen meant, but thinking of everything that happened in this short period of time, they still quickly retreated towards the middle of the paper boat.
Seeing this, Dao Ming became even more angry. The eight of them formed a team, and he had always been the leader. But now, a newcomer stole the spotlight, "Kill you first!"
The long knife in his hand was raised, and he was about to strike Lu Chen with one strike.
"Well..." A muffled groan sounded. Dao Ming looked confused and slowly lowered his head to look at his chest. An arm-thick iron chain was surrounded by black flames and pierced through it.
"How is this possible..." Dao Ming whispered, his vitality dissipated rapidly, and he could not figure it out until his death. With his own strength, he died without even a little alertness.
"Quickly retreat!" Seeing another iron chain coming with black flames, the remaining cultivators looked frightened and rushed towards Lu Chen and others.
No matter how defenseless Dao Ming was, he was still a two-star Spirit King realm cultivator. He was definitely the strongest among the eight of them. Even he was instantly killed when he met him. They couldn't imagine what they would do if they encountered an iron chain. What an ending.
boom!
The thunder paper boat shook with a crash, and the pale Lei Yin almost fell to the deck.
"Can't hold on any longer!" Lei Yin whispered, with a bitter look on his face. He had tried his best.
It seemed like just three drops of blood essence, but in fact, as long as the secret technique continued, the thunder paper boat under his feet was devouring his blood essence all the time.
A moment ago, three chains hit the hull of the ship, draining the last bit of blood from him.
Lu Chen put a pill to restore spiritual power into his mouth with his backhand, and then disappeared into an afterimage, "Hold the paper boat!"
A low shout came from the bow of the ship, where a figure jumped and disappeared on the deck.
"Fellow Daoist Bai!" Meng Jun shouted, handed Lei Yin to his companions, and rushed out following Lu Chen.
The three ghost ships not far away were surrounded by iron chains and black flames had been completely implicated in the thunder paper boats. A steady stream of walking corpses crawled from the three ghost ships to the paper boats through the iron chains.
Seeing such a scene, everyone on the boat was frightened. A trace of cold air kept rising from the soles of their feet. Some even turned around and hid in the cabin.
"Hold the paper boat!" An angry shout came from outside the paper boat. Immediately, terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations came, and a blood-colored spear swept across all directions. All the walking corpses approaching Lu Chen were provoked by his shot and shocked. , immediately broke into pieces and fell into the sea water.
Poof!
Poof!
…
Before the corpse completely fell into the sea water, it had already vaporized and disappeared without a trace. Lu Chen's pupils tightened and he felt a chill down his spine.
If he couldn't resist it, he would definitely jump into the sea water to escape. He never thought that the bottomless black sea water looked calm, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. No wonder the sea surface was calm, it was so terrifying, how could any living thing survive in it.
The walking corpses climbed up the three iron chains in a steady stream and rushed toward the thunder paper boat seemingly endlessly. Even Lu Chen's blood-colored spear was still a little stretched.
As time went by, there were even pitch-black skeletons rushing towards him. The skeletons were so hard that not even a bloody spear could shatter them with one blow.
Staring at the end of the three chains, Lu Chen gritted his teeth, "You guys hold on to the paper boat, and I'll kill you!"
"Fellow Daoist Bai!" Meng Jun shouted, and Lu Chen's figure was already charging towards the ghost ship not far away.
"Let him go, but if he doesn't go, why should we wait here to die? The ghost ship is getting closer and closer!" A voice came from the cabin, and two figures rushed out, with angry faces.
"Hmph, Nie Xiong, Nie Kai, you fellow apprentices are no longer human beings. When the crisis comes, you will shrink back. Now Brother Bai is on the ghost ship and he doesn't know whether he will live or die, but he is still making sarcastic remarks here!" Meng Jun couldn't help shouting angrily, waving his hand. A walking corpse that was killed fell into the sea.
"So what? We are just an alliance. If we are all dead, how can we still hunt for treasure?" Nie Kai said with twinkling eyes.
"You..." The weak Lei Yin couldn't help but speak.
"Stop talking nonsense, anyone who wants to live should come and support me, otherwise no one will survive!" Meng Jun scolded angrily.
Even the two men who were guarding the bow of the boat with Meng Jun almost got angry and wanted to kill the Nie brothers. Upon seeing this, Nie Xiong and Nie Kai looked at each other before walking to the bow of the boat.
Five people are already the entire combat strength of this paper ship.
"I hope Fellow Daoist Bai is okay!" Another monk who was guarding the bow of the boat also spoke with complicated eyes.
"If you die, you will die. At least, we can survive!" Nie Xiong said nonchalantly, and slashed away a skeleton that was coming towards him with a knife.
Hearing this, Meng Jun looked sarcastic and said, "Humph, are the descendants of the Sword Emperor Nie Renwang like this?"
"Fellow Daoist Meng, be careful!" Liu Chang shouted and slapped out a palm. Meng Jun stumbled and fell onto the splint. A black shadow flashed past and he pounced on Nie Xiong who was approaching.
"Seeking death!" Nie Xiong was furious. He raised the long knife in his hand and split the black shadow into two pieces.
On the ghost ship, Lu Chen looked around with a strange look on his face. He didn't find any walking dead, nor any black skeletons. There was only dead silence, and the entire giant ship was eerily silent.
Looking far away, he looked at the ghost ships sailing on both sides. The deck was empty and there was no movement.
"Strange!" His brows furrowed slightly, his face suddenly changed, his figure flickered, and a purple-black light flashed away.
"So fast!" Lu Chen looked horrified, that purple-black light
Mang's speed was extremely fast. If he hadn't been alert to his surroundings, the blow just now could have easily killed him.
"Woo..." The cry suddenly sounded again, and Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed. All around, dense purple-black light rushed towards him with a sound of breaking through the air, drowning him in an instant.
"Ugh!" With a muffled groan, Lu Chen was about to fight back, but his hands and feet were already entangled in the purple-black light. He could no longer move at all, and even his consciousness gradually became blurred.
"They are all dead..." A disembodied voice came, and Lu Chen felt that his eyes and eyelids were heavy, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
"They're all dead!"
Disembodied voices kept ringing, and Lu Chen's consciousness, which was still resisting, became increasingly blurred. He slowly lowered his head and gradually fell asleep.
"Where are you?"
"where?"
…
Choking sounds kept coming, Lu Chen's figure twitched violently, and it seemed like a monster was struggling to escape from his body.
"Suppress!" Just when Lu Chen was about to sink completely, a shocking roar suddenly came from his mind.
A dark magic pillar stands in the void as if it penetrates the sky and the earth. On it, strange magic patterns are densely covered throughout the entire magic pillar, like magic dragons or phoenixes.
If you look closely, you can see that there are various ancient alien species, all of which are extinct species that only exist in legends.
"Looking for death!" The sinking Lu Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and with a move of his hand, he took the blood-colored spear that landed on the splint, and the Nine Netherworld Soul came out of his body, the shadow of the gun flickering.
"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out, "Great Heavenly Demon Lord..." The purple-black light flashed away and disappeared into the cabin.
Looking at the empty plywood, Lu Chen glanced around, and finally focused on the cabin. He hesitated slightly, holding the blood gun tightly in his hand, the Nine Netherworld ghosts lingered around him, and a large cauldron was looming in his left hand.
boom!
There was a muffled sound on the dead ghost ship. Lu Chen was very rough and kicked the cabin door open. He just took a look and took a step forward.
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