A stream of blue light shot out of the ship, flying around the red python with strange discs in the air. The python immediately broke into several knots, gushed out blue blood, and fell into the sea with a thud.

There is no need to look closely, Huang Lu also knows that it was Lian Ling who personally took action. The purple-robed figure on the altar had disappeared.

The air outside the protective shield of the Lingfan Wind Boat was so hot that it was like being covered in a steamer. If you change Huang Lu, you won't be able to bring it at that moment. Although Lian Ling has a true qi body, it is impossible for him to insist on flying for many days in the hot steam. That's why she had to use the Spirit Sail to get here.

Lian Ling's Lanye Sword was not of the highest grade compared to the real blade of Xuanmen, at least it was much weaker than He Yanri's "Extinction Sword".

However, although her sword is not suitable for splitting gold and breaking jade, because of the surging green wood vitality on the sword, it has a strong corrosive effect on living creatures. Fused in sword qi, it is the best at dealing with flesh-and-blood creatures. This vitality can also repel the dead qi, so it is also very effective against the living dead such as resurrected corpses and zombies.

Although the strength of this giant beast is unknown, it is flesh and blood after all, and it is just right for Lian Ling to split it, and the sword light is like wearing tofu.

After the python shattered and fell, the sea in front of him fell silent for a few breaths. Lian Ling did not leave, and stood in the air with the wind. A strong wind that came from somewhere, seemed to start from the sea, went vertically, and swept away the clouds and mountains in the air in front of the bow. It was the first time for Huang Lu to see such a wide sea here.

This black sea of white fog has come to an end. The curtain of the white mist was lifted by this strange wind, and the sea in the distance ahead was diametrically opposed to the black sea surface in this area, it was a white sea, and countless bubbles were churning on the sea surface, like a pot of boiling white porridge, but there was no white mist in the air, but it was clear.

But the surface of the Black Sea in front of her was like a mountain, with a radius of thousands of zhang, the highest point was a hundred zhang high, but the surrounding area was quite smooth, like a circular dome carved from black jade. She seemed to be able to walk up the smooth mountain wall with ease.

The hull of the ship tilted back sharply, as if it was about to stand up against the mountain wall that rose in the water. Huang Lu only woke up at this time, this is an earth-shattering wave, if it capsizes, the Lingfan Wind Boat will also be easily shot into pieces!

Even the Killer, who had been lying on the deck without moving, jumped up, staring at the bulging mountain of sea water with flickering eyes, as if he was thinking about whether to abandon the ship and run away. But in this way, his dignity as an ancient divine beast who disdained to see these mortals was completely destroyed, so he was still hesitating.

Huang Lu was still in shock, and she suddenly felt a shock to the hull of the ship. She and the Nineteenth held each other, and then grabbed a handrail at the bow of the boat before they could barely stand still. And the killer standing in the middle of the deck unceremoniously threw a dashing four-and-eight forks.

Before Huang Lu could drive the wind boat to fly to avoid the big waves, the whole big boat had already left the water and flew up! She looked up and saw that Lian Ling was suspended in the air above her head, and there was a blue aura around her body swimming around the boat, and a few green rattans hung down from her hands, wrapping the entire hull back and forth, and lifting it into the air.

At the same time, the huge mountain of sea water in front of him began to crumble, and a huge amount of sea water rolled down in all directions like an avalanche, like a sea wall pressing down. Because Lian Ling had raised the wind boat to a sufficient height, these sea walls passed under the ship in a queue like a herd of running beasts.

Huang Lu hurriedly urged the wind boat formation to be magical. Countless spiritual threads that only she could see gushed out from the pure yang furnace at the core of the ship, intersecting on both sides of the hull, forming a pair of spiritual whirlpools that only she could see, like a pair of eyes of a painter who walked around the city with ordinary plain threads.

The pure yang aura surged like a tide along the spiritual lines, dyeing these spiritual lines into a faint red that could be seen by the mortal eye. Countless pale red lines converged into a pair of violently rotating red eyes, and an incredible wind whistled out from these eyes.

When the wind blows, the two sides of the sail are no longer erected, but spread out to both sides like a big bird. The strong wind from the eye of the storm puffed up the sails and held the ship steadily. The rattan in Lian Ling's hand immediately loosened and disappeared.

The sea water on the mountain in front of him finally receded, revealing one of the huge monsters that was as red as blood. Its body resembles a pear-shaped mountain of meat, and a pair of huge copper bell-like eyes seem to not open, and only a line of black eye black can be seen, which is covered by red and white eyelids.

Unable to see its mouth, I saw several stout tentacles emerge from the water. The small half of one of them has been broken. Huang Lu finally saw clearly, it turned out that this thing was a huge fiery red octopus. The python I had seen before was just the tip of a tentacle.

Huang Lu thought that it would throw those tentacles over and fight again, but he didn't expect it to shrink all over, like a palm of his hand, with the help of the drumming water, it went to the vast sea in front of it in an instant, leaving only a series of earth-shattering waves.

Obviously, the big octopus realized that the wooden boat was not delicious, and it lost a tentacle for nothing, which was not a good deal, and it was the smartest choice to slip away immediately.

Fortunately, the Spirit Sail Flying Boat had already flown up, and although the waves in the sea were monstrous, only some hot sea water splashed on the protective prohibition of the Wind Boat, and most of them were resisted, and only a small number of water droplets fell onto the deck.

Lian Ling returned to the deck. She didn't let Huang Lu drop the flying boat back to the sea to save the Pure Yang Pill, but let the flying boat continue to levitate in mid-air at a height of a hundred zhang. Because the sea in front of us is churning more and more, and the air temperature is getting higher and higher.

The prohibition around the Lingfan Wind Boat resisted the high temperature, emitting a faint blue aura. This formation is not a simple pure yang prohibition. The spiritual machine is constantly changing with the changes in the outside world. When the outside temperature is too high, it will release the Xuanyin aura to resist and protect the safety of the people on board.

Even so, Huang Lu felt that the air was getting hotter and hotter, and every breath seemed to be breathing in flames. It is also because she is a monk and under the protection of the Spirit Sail Boat that she can withstand it.

The sea is getting crazier and crazier. At first all she saw was a tumbling layer of foam, like a sea of white clouds.

Further on, the sea began to splash like a hot spring, and countless dense white splashes bloomed on the entire surface of the sea, like a snow-white jungle. From the forest lingered a snow-white veil of mist made up of countless tiny droplets. The fog flew no more than a foot high, and then it was immediately scorched by the hot air and disappeared.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the splashing water turned into a huge explosion. The continuous roar was like thunder, and huge bubbles rose and burst from the churning sea like monsters, spreading over a wide area. The sky had long since darkened.

Obviously, it was only noon, and when the sun was strong, Huang Lu looked at the dark sky in front of him in amazement. Overhead, half of the sky was still clear, but a thick black canopy seemed to have been erected in front of it, covering the entire sky. It's like a strict line separating yin and yang.

And at the bottom of the thick black sky, there was a strong orange-red fire. The blazing fire burned directly in the sea. In fact, the sea has come to an end here, and in front of it is a sea of fire obscured by darkness.

At the junction of the sea and the flames, the sea exploded wildly, exploding violently like droplets mixed with boiling oil, and the water vapor flew around with the boiling lava. Countless huge bubbles were churning on the surface of the water, and the waves were raging.

"What the hell is this place?" Huang Lu looked ahead in amazement.

"This is Nanming. Lian Ling replied, "The real Southern Hell is the sea of fire ahead, which is said to be the place where the earth's crust is broken, and it can reach the underground. ”

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After the sun went down, the stubble people who had set up camp in the jungle were attacked by a wave of wild beasts. These beasts are a type of baboon with fiery red fur called the red-haired baboon.

They are much larger than the usual baboons in the human world, each standing is as tall as most of a person, with sharp fangs and sharp claws, and they are also good at climbing trees, extremely fast, fierce, and quite difficult.

Moog had already blocked the important junction with their baggage, and the men were armed with bows and swords to defend condescendingly, and although they paid a few casualties, they managed to withstand the attack.

But Moog frowned. These red-haired baboons are only a few hundred, and there are only a few foreign beasts, and there are no more powerful spirit beasts, so they are obviously just the vanguard of the beast tide.

The red-haired baboon comes from a flaming fruit forest in the far south. The gathering of heaven and earth there, resulting in countless flame fruits in the fruit forest. The red-haired baboons feed on this and reproduce, and every few years there is an explosion in numbers, forming a tide of beasts.

In the past three years, the spirit of heaven and earth has been blazing, and the flame fruit has increased dramatically, and the beast tide formed has also been extremely violent. It is rumored that several small tribes with weak strength have been destroyed by this wave of beasts.

Moog ordered the troops guarding the pass to rest, and called for someone to remove all the corpses of the red-haired baboons, skin them and extract the flesh, and began to set up the furnace on the spot, and began to refine the blood spirit stone. For them, hunting and refining along the way is one of the daily tasks. It's not much, but they never waste it.

At this time, an old man hurried over, bowed his head and said to Mu Ge: "The thousand taels of blood spirit stones that Immortal Venerable asked for are finally ready. ”

Mu Ge nodded, nodded his head, then waved his hand, and said, "Hurry up and go with me to see your Immortal Venerables." ”

At this moment, I saw that the brightly lit tent was open, and a long table inside was filled with dried meat, fresh fruits from various forests, and the smell of fine wine wafted in. Gou Zhu, Tong Yao, Mu Tou, and Mu Fei were sitting comfortably on animal skin cushions, watching a group of stubble women wearing animal skin skirts dancing to the continuous sound of drums.

Gou Zhu didn't expect that the 1,000 taels of blood spirit stones he casually asked for would take these stalks to go through the cabinets all night.