Emperor of Nine Suns

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"This... this little brother has been taken care of by Elder Lingxin, so he should be fine, right?"

Next to the arrogant fat man who despised Chu Chen very much, the boy in green clothes named Wang Lun asked cautiously.

The fat man frowned impatiently, glanced at Chu Chen coldly, curled his lips and said, "What can happen? This kid's breathing is steady, his heart is smooth, his energy and blood are stable, and he's not hurt at all!"

"Ah That's good."

Wang Lun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. The president had specifically asked him to take good care of the little brother in front of him. If something really went wrong, he wouldn't be in trouble.

"What's good? This cripple is really too much!"

The fat man snorted heavily, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Now that the blood mist is invading, it is a time of life and death. Everyone is working together to find a way out, hoping to leave such a ghost place as soon as possible. It would be better for this guy to just fall asleep! Looking at him, I'm afraid he will think that God Even if it collapses, someone else will be there to support it, and I won’t be able to contribute any strength at all! Is it possible that if my leg is lame, I can become a parasite with peace of mind?”

The fat man clenched his fists in anger.

"I really don't understand what Elder Lingxin thinks. This kind of useless waste shouldn't have joined the adventure team in the first place. She really has her own way!"

"Hey... forget it, little brother is also a pitiful person." Wang Lun shook his head, "We are in a big crisis. If he doesn't cause trouble to others, it will be considered a help. There is no need to criticize him harshly."

"Don't cause trouble for others?" The fat man rolled his eyes, "If you can't share the same hatred and advance and retreat with everyone at this time, you will be holding everyone back! What is the use of such waste? Whether it is the spiritual heart elder or the President Qiu, everyone indulges him out of pity for him, I think everyone in this boat will be killed by him sooner or later!"

As the fat man's voice became louder and louder, the unreasonable anger in his heart became more and more intense. Finally, he snorted heavily, flicked his robe sleeves and left without even leaving the allocated soul-warming and soul-nourishing pills for Chu Chen. Down.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lun had no choice but to sigh helplessly, took out his elixir from his arms and placed it in front of the bed, covered Chu Chen with a quilt, and left.

Two hours later, Chu Chen sat up from the bed. The effect of the Spirit Pill was indeed very powerful!

The moment he regained consciousness, he felt that in the depths of his spiritual consciousness, the majestic power of spiritual consciousness was boiling like an angry ocean.

There is a feeling of an approaching tsunami.

He gathered his mind and began to use his enhanced spiritual sense. Just when he was about to take a peek at the mystery of the blood mist outside the ship, he heard heart-rending screams coming from outside.

The huge steel building beneath him was obviously impacted by a huge force and kept shaking from side to side. Chu Chen was caught off guard and fell onto the bed.

And this violent shaking can even make people feel dizzy.

"What's going on? What's going on outside? Is the boat about to capsize?"

Chu Chen put his hands on the bed board to stabilize his body amidst the violent shaking, and quickly asked the little hamster.

The little hamster tightly hugged a wooden sculpture on the edge of the bed and shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, go out and have a look."

Chu Chen nodded, pressed his hands on the bed, and used the force to float up, landing accurately on the wheelchair.

Chu Chen, who was sitting in the wheelchair, used his spiritual power. Amidst the violent shaking, the wheelchair moved forward very flexibly and quickly under Chu Chen's control.

When walking straight, turning, or encountering obstacles, Chu Chen would just slap the ground or wall, and he and the wheelchair would bounce up.

There is an indescribable freedom and ease in his movements.

The closer he got to the deck, the louder the screams came from outside. Chu Chen frowned and kept approaching the exit.

As they approached the exit, they saw seriously injured monks stained with blood on their bodies, being hurriedly carried into one cabin after another by the crew.

The injuries on their bodies were extremely serious. It looked as if they had been scratched and bitten by some ferocious beast. Some of them even had half of their bodies torn apart, exposing white bone stubble. The injuries were extremely serious. fear.

Chu Chen's heart sank, and he left the exit and came to the spacious deck.

Looking around, the deck has become a Shura killing ground!

In the world of blood mist, a group of monks formed a huge circle around each other and were fighting to the death with one strange beast after another.

The bodies of those ferocious beasts were actually made up of extremely rich blood-colored mist. The bright red mist transformed into giant wolves and eagles that were more than ten feet long, charging towards the monks regardless of their own safety.

Although these ferocious wolves and giant eagles are condensed from mist, their combat power is extremely frightening. The attack power of a ferocious beast is almost comparable to that of a super strong man in the Lingxi realm.

The most important thing is that these ferocious beasts are intangible and not flesh and blood. Even if it is killed by the combined efforts of others and turns into a cloud of mist and disperses, it will condense again after a short time, and it will not be killed at all!

However, once those monks were caught or bitten by these ferocious wolves or giant eagles, a large piece of flesh and blood would be torn off immediately, including the skin and bones, and the wounds would penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Moreover, there was a blood-colored light flashing across the wound area. It was the evil power of the mist contained in the blood mist, which was constantly eroding the monk's origin.

Even a super strong person in the Lingxi realm would not be able to resist being attacked several times in a row. That kind of secret power is too evil.

But the most terrifying thing is the number of these blood-colored mist beasts. There are already hundreds of them. While they are inexhaustible, new mist beasts are constantly emerging from the blood-mist world.

It can be said that fortunately, the monks in this steel ship are not weak, and most of them have the cultivation of super strong people in the Lingxi realm.

Under the leadership of two powerful men, Fang Rentang, the leader of the Chunyang Sect, and Qiu San, the youth president, everyone became the main force in resisting the Blood Mist Beast.

Chu Chen found that Fang Rentang was stronger than he thought. At the forefront of the confrontation with the fog beast, he saw flames rising around him and the dragon's roar shaking the sky.

Nine fire dragons burning with raging flames circled around his body endlessly. With every attack he made, the fire dragons could easily blast away the violently attacking fog beasts.

The blazing flames burned the void, and even the blood mist was forced away by the fire.

Qiu San advanced and retreated more calmly among the ferocious fog beasts, with six silver dragons surrounding him.

The dragon's entire body seemed to be made of silver, its light was bright and eye-catching, and it had a strange sense of coldness.

Along with the fierce roll of silver light, bursts of thunderous roars instantly erupted in the void.