Qiu San gave several orders decisively.

"Let all the lookouts come out, release all the lookout pigeons, and be sure to find out what is happening within a hundred miles. At the same time, all the axemen and spearmen are ready to be on standby at any time! No matter what danger you encounter, I ask you to be sure to repel all incoming enemies at the first time!"

Hearing this, a young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly walked around the big ship, shouting loudly and calling everyone to be on full alert.

Sensing the smell of mountain rain in the air and the wind filling the building, the sailors, servants, and soldiers on the entire steel building ship did not dare to slack off, and began to execute one order after another in an orderly manner.

The monks on the deck were completely at a loss, looking at each other one by one, waiting for the development of the situation.

And more and more monks in the cabin heard the wind and squeezed to the deck, seeing what was going on?!

After the many sailors were fully alerted, in just a few breaths, Liu Xuan, who was the leader of the small servants, ran back to Qiu San's side with the fastest speed, and reported to Qiu San with a nervous face.

"President, a faint layer of red mist suddenly appeared a hundred miles ahead, and it was impossible to see anything clearly, filling the entire sea area!"

"Huh?"

Qiu San nodded quietly, he pondered slightly, and a look of extreme fear suddenly flashed in the deepest part of his pupils, as if he had thought of something.

Gritting his teeth slightly, Qiu San forcibly maintained a calm expression on his face: "What is the scope of the fog?

"Boundless, the entire sea in front of us is covered by that red mist, although the fog looks faint, but there is something inside that can't be seen clearly, and there is no way to get around!"

Liu Xuan's voice was already trembling slightly.

In fact, Liu Xuan didn't know what this fog was, but he instinctively felt fear and despair.

"I got it......"

Qiu San only thought about it for a few breaths, and a smile appeared on his face, he said with a smile, "Then turn around, since you don't know what's in the fog, it probably doesn't matter if it's not a big deal, we don't need to get closer, after all, there is a whole boatload of people here, there is no need to risk our lives...... Give my order, turn around, and let's go back!"

Qiu San's smiling appearance was the same as usual, but Chu Chen could feel the coldness and despair in his spiritual sense, and at this moment, his spiritual sense had fallen into the endless abyss.

He smiled and was just trying to reassure everyone on the boat, which was like knowing that the ship was going to hell, but not wanting to panic everyone before going to hell.

"President, are you sure we're going to go back where we are?"

At this moment, a tall and strong figure walked out of the cabin, this man was dressed in red armor, with a heroic face, in his early forties, with a tall body, full of stubble, exuding a war-torn smell, it was the captain of this steel ship.

He strode up to Qiu San with a solemn expression, "Do you really want to turn back?"

"My purpose is not to turn back, but to avoid those red mist!"

Qiu San smiled faintly, "Who knows that those red mist are nothing unlucky, let's avoid them first." ”

Chu Chen faintly felt that he already knew the essence of the red mist!

Seeing that the captain was still hesitating, Qiu San spoke again.

"That's right...... The entire sea ahead was blocked, and there was no choice but to retreat. You've heard a lot of legends about the West Sea...... Let's not risk ourselves, it's not a big deal, just avoid the red mist!"

Qiu San said lightly, the captain nodded at first, but suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, he wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from Qiu San, and he lowered his head gloomily.

"I see. ”

The captain nodded to himself again, and walked back to the control room of the cabin in a somewhat dejected manner.

Chu Chen's heart also became more and more uneasy, what kind of person Qiu San was, he probably knew better than the other monks on the ship, the super strong man of the Meteor Chamber of Commerce who guarded the Yin Mountain Heavy Land.

Now that he is in such a desperate situation, you can imagine how terrible the red mist is!

Chu Chen looked at the sea, at this time, on the blue horizon in front of him, I don't know when it had been occupied by a pale red halo, the red mist was light and elegant, with a strange fluctuation blocking the entire sea area, which could already be clearly seen with the naked eye.

After a few breaths, the little servant Liu Xuan returned to Qiu San's side, trembling and wanting to speak.

"Speak. Qiu San's smile became more and more far-fetched.

"The boat boss told me to tell Sù to grow, hide...... Can't hide...... It seemed that the fog was affected by the sea breeze, and the fog was blocked behind us...... We're stuck in the fog!!"

Chu Chen found that Qiu San's eyes darkened, and it seemed that his heart was finally shattered, he took a few deep breaths, and the smile on his face faded little by little.

"Trouble...... When we encounter this kind of thing, we are afraid that we will not be able to avoid this legendary 'sea of blood'!"

A calm voice came from behind everyone, and when Chu Chen looked back, he saw a long figure standing beside Qiu San with a solemn expression.

He was dressed in white, his skin was slightly yellow, and he was the second strongest person in the team on this trip to the Western Wilderness, Fang Rentang, the sect leader of the Pure Yang Sect.

Qiu San didn't speak, he understood that at this time, the paper could no longer contain the fire.

A charming female cultivator next to her heard the word "Sea of Blood", and her face was pale, "Sect Master Fang, is this really the legendary 'Sea of Blood'?"

"That's right, this is the legendary 'Sea of Blood'. ”

Fang Rentang nodded solemnly and sighed faintly, "This kind of thing is extremely weird, I didn't expect to be bumped into by us, President Qiu, what are we going to do?"

Qiu San still didn't speak, with a blank expression, as if speechless.

Fang Rentang's pupils constricted, and his tone was low, "Sea of Blood...... It was a legend, a legend that only circulated in the Western Seas, and was a nightmare for all monks. ”

Among the monks, there were obviously many people who had heard the legend of the West Sea, and one by one they became glazed-eyed, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

"It is said that since ancient times, once every hundred years, the sea of blood will randomly appear on the boundless West Sea, and the sea area shrouded in blood mist is the sea of blood, once any ship or creature enters the area of the sea of blood, no monk can survive, the sea of blood can be said to be a sea graveyard of monks, a sea of death belonging to hell. ”