Emperor of Nine Suns

Chu Chen, who was thinking about whether to gamble, suddenly heard a strange noise not far behind him. At this moment, there was almost no one else on the deck except Chu Chen.

He looked back, and saw not far behind him, a few majestic monks came out of the cabin with solemn expressions, and they walked towards the side of the ship with a tragic expression of seeing death as home.

What are they going to do? Chu Chen didn't react immediately.

This group of people includes young and old, men and women, and they are all strong men who have reached the realm. Everyone has a look of desolation on their faces. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

The leader was a tall young monk, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a rough animal leather armor. There was a hideous scar on that rigid face, which spread directly from the center of the left eyebrow to the right lip, which looked shocking.

He walked in the front of the crowd, his eyes were flickering, and he couldn't hide the uneasiness in his heart.

Behind him is an old man in black and a handsome young man holding a paper fan. The old man's face is haggard, but his pair of eyes are extraordinarily bright, like two lamps with a faint yellow light.

The young man was fair-skinned, dressed in a green robe, holding a snow-white folding fan in his hand, and looked like a romantic scholar.

Behind them are two beautiful female cultivators in purple clothes. Those two followed behind the frail scholar step by step. It's an expression of expectation.

"Everyone, we are in trouble now. Although the future is uncertain, since we are monks, how can we sit and wait for death in vain!"

The leading man with a scarred face seemed to have figured out how to persuade his companions. He turned around and looked at the people behind him. He stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the golden light outside the boat and the boundless sea of ​​blood around him.

"You see, he is old and bloody, and the mask he issued can't last long! Staying on this boat is waiting for death, so why not take a risk, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

He had obviously spoken to the few monks behind him a long time ago, but when everyone really came to the edge of the sea of ​​blood, the determination on their faces faded a lot because of instinctive fear.

Looking at the bloody unknown world, these monks hesitated again. The legend of the blood sea is too weird. Staying in this steel building ship can at least temporarily guarantee safety.

If you really want to leave this ship and enter the sea of ​​blood, then life and death are really out of your control.

Moreover,

So what if he passed through the sea of ​​blood? If you enter the vast and endless West Sea alone without a boat, even a super strong person in the Lingxi realm can't last long!

The man with the scar face obviously sensed his companion's instinctive fear of the sea of ​​blood, so he began to incite everyone, "Why are you hesitating? You will die here anyway, and there may be a glimmer of life if you hit it!"

Chu Chen finally understood their intentions. They wanted to leave the big boat guarded by Mr. Yu to find life by themselves.

The handsome young man shook the fan in his hand, "I think it's okay, on this boat there is indeed the difference between dying early and dying late."

The old man in black also nodded, "This feeling of waiting to die is too tormenting. I, an old man, can't stand this kind of waiting. Let's fight. Let's use the fastest Sùdù to cross the blood fog."

"Everyone, are you planning to leave this big ship and explore the sea of ​​blood by yourself? I advise you not to do this. The horror in this sea of ​​blood is far beyond your imagination. It doesn't mean that you can escape by speeding up."

Chu Chen couldn't help but speak out, reminding the group of monks who had already reached the side of the ship.

"We can't escape, at least we have tried, it's better than sitting still."

The man with the scarred face sneered, and glanced at Chu Chen with disdain, "You can't leave by yourself, do you want to drag us to wait with you to die? We are not trash like you who can't even walk normally !"

"Don't worry about this little brother. We are looking for life. It is your own business that you wait here to die." The scholar-like man in Tsing Yi shook the fan in his hand and met the two purple-clothed girls. Smiling while looking at it, it was obviously a gesture of disdain to talk to Chu Chen more.

"Little brother, there are strong winds and waves here. You are very weak. Go back quickly. If we leave, we will find someone to save everyone." The old man in black spoke in a gentle tone.

Chu Chen couldn't help sighing, "You are going to die, I shouldn't be nosy, even if you think I'm meddling, I still want to remind you, you'd better wait on the boat, maybe hope will appear soon gone."

"Hope right now? Falling from the sky? Or are you a cripple trying to save everyone?"

The scar-faced man waved his hands impatiently, turned his head and said to the fellow monks, "I'll clear the way! The way to survive is to fight hard, you can't solve Wèntí by sitting there and closing your eyes!"

Accompanied by a violent shout, the figure with Scarface trembled slightly, and majestic spiritual power roared out from his body, transforming into seven gray and ferocious dragons in the void.

"break!"

Scarface clenched his right hand into a fist and punched forward, "Boom!"

The seven gray flood dragons soared into the sky with a shocking dragon chant, and rushed towards the boundless blood mist outside the boat!

call……

Flood dragons cracked the sky, the void shook, and the seven dragons easily passed through the golden light shield laid by Mr. Yu, forcibly opening a space channel more than ten feet wide in the boundless blood mist.

The whole body of the space channel was gray, it was unclear how long it was, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

"Let's go! We need to use the fastest Sùdù to break through the sea of ​​blood before the fog beasts are fully condensed!"

Seeing that the space passage was completely formed, Scarface suddenly roared again, his body flew out like a gray lightning bolt, and submerged into the space passage extremely quickly.

The few people behind looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and followed behind him into streamers of light, disappearing towards the space passage, and quickly disappeared in the boundless blood mist.

At this time, there were many more monks on the deck. Obviously, Scarface and his party decided to leave, which attracted everyone's attention.

This scarred face has long been clamoring for a desperate fight, entering the sea of ​​blood to seek a way to escape, but few people really have the courage to go with him.

Seeing that these people actually fought out decisively now, the fire of hope was ignited in the hearts of all the monks, maybe they could bring everyone a glimmer of life.

Everyone couldn't help but pray for them, hoping that they would be lucky and that they would be lucky too.