As countless black shadows jumped onto the bow of the ship, Leng Xiuze only felt a cold aura rushing towards him, and he didn't even have time to draw his saber and could only hurriedly turn sideways to avoid it. But I heard a few shouts of "oops" behind him, and many soldiers screamed together and fell to the ground injured.

Leng Xin, who was standing beside him, had already exchanged his hands with the person who was sneaking up, and Leng Xin slammed his palm, and shouted helplessly: "Can you die if you don't sneak attack every time?"

A familiar eerie voice laughed: "Ahhhhh

Hearing Ji Xuanran's sinister voice, Leng Xiuze didn't care that he would win by fighting with Leng Xin, Qingmang showed the sword in his hand, listening to the sound of the wind, and the sharp sword qi stabbed straight at the opponent's throat.

Originally, Ji Xuanran could only fight on an equal footing with one of them, but he broke the ice in his palm and shot continuously, and attacked the crotch of the two without hesitation with gusts of yin wind. Such a yin move made Leng Xiuze and Leng Xin cautious and couldn't help but turn from attack to defense, and this kind of deception made Ji Xuanran unable to lose for a while.

Ji Xuanran shouted to Leng Xiuze while fighting: "Haha, Su Muxue has been infected with the virus and become a dry corpse, that corpse has been seen uproar, tsk, it's really unbearable to see the bleeding of the seven orifices! Leng Xiuze, do you also want to follow in the footsteps of your friends and become the same terrible corpse?"

Leng Xiuze was already worried when he saw the empty ship full of Su Jiajun's corpses, but when he heard Ji Xuanran falling into the well in front of him, he felt that his friend's bleeding face was really shaking in front of him. The heart contracted violently, and under the excitement, a sword stabbed half an inch, and was almost hit by the other party's icebreaker.

Ji Xuanran would never let go of Leng Xiuze's momentary mistake, he saw the opportunity and suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "General Luo, 'Breaking the Cauldron and Sinking the Boat' is now!"

As soon as this deafening shout came out, Leng Xiuze only felt that the hull under his feet was violently hit again, not at once, but continuously like the sea exploding, and the hull began to gradually tilt in the rumbling sound.

Hearing the name of "General Luo", Leng Xiuze thought that Feng Jiechen had looked for the token left by King Ling, which was a letter that could be allied with General Luo Chengshan of Huangquan in the polar region, could it be that this letter was actually in Ji Xuanran's hands?

But at this time, he didn't have time to question, the polar Yellow Spring is also a country with many waterways, and their soldiers are good at water warfare, at this time the soldiers dived under the water to destroy the bottom of the ship, which made the hull deviate to one side, and the three of them had to hold on to the mast and could not continue the fight.

Leng Xiuze couldn't see the situation around him, so he could only reach out and pull the nearest mast to avoid falling into the water, but even though there were all kinds of screams and shouts from the soldiers around. He was listening intently and wanted to save people, but he felt that the mast he was holding suddenly lost weight!

Ji Xuanran picked up a big knife out of nowhere and cut the bottom of the mast firmly.

Leng Xiuze hurriedly wanted to jump back to dodge, but the sinister aura coming from behind made him realize that the ice broke again, and this momentary hesitation made him miss the opportunity to escape, and his whole body fell straight into the sea with the swaying of the hull!

The sea water in autumn was very cold, Leng Xiuze, who had just entered the water, only felt a chill in his body, he held his breath and wanted to struggle to rise to the surface, but there was a shadow above his head, which was the debris and broken pole that Ji Xuanran threw in order to let him sleep at the bottom of the sea completely.

The wooden masts were so heavy that they pressed him down again into the depths.

The instinct of survival made the pores of Leng Xiuze's whole body completely open, he couldn't see where the light was, and his body was oppressed by heavy objects and lost his direction, so he could only desperately paddle to break through the broken wood, and use the direction of the mast to judge the direction of the sea.

When he was struggling, his hand seemed to grasp a handle made of metal, and he touched the metal at the bottom of the sea, which really surprised Leng Xiuze.

At this time, he had been holding his breath for a long time, and no matter how good his mind was, he was a little dizzy, and he didn't care if the metal handle was in danger, so he hurriedly swam forward with the power of the handle. Sure enough, the soles of his feet quickly stepped on the metal plane, and he walked a few steps against the pressure of the water to the end of the metal, and reached out and touched it, and there seemed to be a metal gate in front of him.

For some reason, he remembered the underwater tomb under the water country, so he didn't hesitate, reached out and groped the edge of the gate, and sure enough, he found a bulge. Stretching out his hand and pulling hard, the door opened with a "bang", and his body was washed into a small room by the pressure of the sea, and the door closed again!

Leng Xiuze fell to the ground in embarrassment, and he gasped for a few breaths, which made the feeling of suffocation in his chest gradually disappear. Unable to see, he could only reach out and grope the walls around him.

In addition to the metal gate when he came, the other two sides are made of stone, and only one side is slightly warm, which is very familiar to the touch, and it is very similar to the Mo Xuanyue that he once had. Obviously, this so-called wall is also made of the same black jade as the ancient tomb under the sea.

Thinking of the lost Mo Xuanyue, Leng Xiuze's heart fluctuated, and he rubbed the surface of the ink jade with some trembling, and sure enough, carved lines appeared.

At first, because he was in the sea area of the Land of Water, he thought that he had been washed by the sea water again to the entrance of the ancient tomb under the sea, but the shape of his fingertips was sketched in his mind, and it was not the shape of the two pieces of black jade at the entrance of the ancient tomb!

No, it should be said that it is not only the shape of those two pieces of black jade.

On the jade here, in addition to the outline of Mo Xuanyue, there are also carved jade flutes, ancient mirrors, scrolls, and folding fans. Obviously, if this is a door, then it can only be opened if you have collected all five holy relics and placed them in it!

The fingertips were carved grooves in the shape of holy objects, and Leng Xiuze's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the story that Qiu Jin had told.

The great poet of Qiu once said that six hundred years ago, in the last battle between the Sanctuary and the Dark Carving, it ended in the annihilation of the Hidden Carving Army. But the truth is that the King of Dark Carving escaped into the underwater palace with countless treasures and tens of thousands of Dark Carved soldiers and hid it. However, one of his generals stole Mo Xuanyue's dedication to the Emperor of the Sacred Domain and informed him of it, which caused a craze for people to find the undersea palace. It's just that for hundreds of years, no one has ever really found this legendary palace, and the world finally thought that it was just a story, so they finally forgot about this underwater palace.

Could it be that the sea area where they were at this time was the secluded sea where tens of thousands of armies had disappeared? And this required five holy relics to open the gate of the black jade, which was the entrance to the palace under the sea?

Leng Xiuze stretched out his hand and groped around again, he wanted to find a way to open it without the need for a holy object, but after searching for a long time, the jade gate still didn't move.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was considering whether to use brute force to destroy it, but he heard the metal door open again, and with the influx of seawater, a palm as familiar as warm jade grabbed his wrist.