The sky was pale as paper, with no clouds, no glow, no sunshine, and no hope.

Only the salty sea breeze whipped up the waves and crashed against the white reef.

The turbid waves crashed into the red water splashes on the stones, embellishing the barren and decadent land with a momentary beauty, like a flash in the pan.

Here's the problem!

At the moment when they stepped on the real thing, Luo Jianchen and the three of them felt strange at the same time,

A strange force that seeped into them at an irreversible rate.

It was dead air, but it was dead air with life. It's resentment, but there's another kind of peace. The bleak wind blew, and the yin and yin were cold to the bones, as if blowing from hell.

The defensive armor on their bodies instinctively lit up with defensive shields.

The aura of danger was too strong, and the three of them were on guard and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, there is a magnificent sea and a patchwork of reefs, behind which is a white sand field with tall and thin sea coconut trees scattered on the sand. With dark red trunks and yellow branches and leaves, the sea coconut trees here are very different from what they see elsewhere, and they are huge coconut fruits, which look like hanging heads from a distance.

And they were in the reef group by the sea at this time, the waves flew out and splashed on them, and because of the continuous white smoke rising from the defensive light shield on Luo Jianchen's body, the defensive light shield built by the survey itself had wisps of light smoke coming out under the slapping of the water, and the light gradually dimmed.

"The sea is too dead, get out of here. "The situation is because of the words. The three of them immediately spread out and flew towards the shore.

When they stepped on the ground, they found that the soft sand on the shore was as hard as stone when stepped on.

The three of them looked around the coast and made sure that there was no formation or illusion here. It's just that the sea seems to be closed by a powerful force. This makes it an isolated island. And it's an island of death.

It's just strange to them. The air of death was so strong, but there seemed to be inhabitants on the island, and some old houses were scattered in the distance. There are also figures looming.

Luo Jianchen and Guo Yin looked at each other, and Guo Yin laughed out loud first.

"Looks like we're going to be locked up for a while. "The situation is optimistic by nature. Over the years, I have encountered countless big and small difficulties, so I am not too worried about the difficult place in front of me. There is no endless road, and if you can get in, there is always a way to get out.

They were exiled. Luo Jianchen smiled bitterly, which reminded her of the teleportation array at the end. The other three teleportation arrays collapsed inexplicably, but only one of them was left to transmit them to this desperate island, was this qiē controlled by the master of the secret realm? Did he deliberately leave this last teleportation array behind in order to trap them on this isolated island?

There is no aura here. There is only dead qi, and for a monk, it is extremely bad to practice without aura, and if you are still immersed in dead qi all day long, then your cultivation will be lost, and your lifespan will be greatly reduced.

With intuition, Luo Jianchen believed that this isolated island was not only as simple as being closed by death qi, since the owner of the secret realm wanted to put them to death, how could he allow them to slowly find an opportunity to escape on the island. What kind of killer tricks are hidden behind this?

But fortunately, now that the divine sense ban has been lifted, she has a way out. When she needed to cultivate, she could enter the Phantom Spirit Realm to cultivate at any time. This is the master of the secret realm, no matter what,

I have confidence in my heart. Luo Jianchen's heart was much more steady.

The three of them discussed on the shore for a while, and walked slowly towards the crowded place on the island.

The house appeared a hundred meters from the sea, and when they got closer, they found that the place where the figures gathered was a small square, and there were many people gathered in the square at this time.

The onlookers were all dressed in shabby clothes, and only the two groups of people arguing in the middle looked brightly dressed.

"This is the land of our corpses, why do you people in the corpse forest want to intervene in it. It's really when we're afraid that you won't make it. A young man in yellow stood in front of the two corpses with a gloomy face, and behind him stood five people in yellow, all of whom were middle-aged. There is also a wrinkled face, looking seventy or eighty years old.

Next to the corpse stood three young men in pink shirts. The three men were obviously younger than the five men in yellow, and their skin was bright. Clear eyebrows.

One of the pink-shirted youths sneered: "The names of these two people are in the corpse forest, of course they are from the corpse forest, they are dead, and the corpses should naturally belong to the corpse forest." ＂

"Hmph, what's the use of the name, the two of them have been living in the corpse, and they are all using the resources of the corpse. Now that he is dead, the corpse deserves to be returned to the corpse. A middle-aged man in yellow said angrily.

Another pink-shirted young man replied: "Strong words, since ancient times, corpse island has been distributed by name, not to mention that they live here, it has brought you a lot of benefits, we don't care about the interests with you, it's already generous, and now you still hold the corpse and don't return it, do you have to force us to do it?" ＂

"Do it, do it, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in the land of corpses. The young man in the yellow shirt glared angrily, but there was a hint of fear in his tone.

As soon as his words fell, the figure of the pink-shirted young man swept by like a ghost, dragging out a long phantom, and several red threads suddenly flew out, and the yellow-shirted young man and the two middle-aged people closest to him screamed miserably, took a few steps back and fell into the crowd.

They covered their faces with their hands and couldn't get up, and pus-thick dark purple blood continued to flow out between their fingers.

"Shen Qianshui, you, you, you actually committed murder. I will tell the Lord Ze, let him teach you a lesson. Another middle-aged man in a yellow shirt didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, his body couldn't help shaking, and he couldn't stop retreating as he spoke.

The pink-shirted young man named Shen Qianshui glanced at his mouth coldly: "What about the murder, your lord Ze himself is difficult to protect, and I don't know who the master of this corpse is after two months." ＂

He waved his hand at the two young men behind him, and the two of them understood, and immediately stepped forward to lift the corpse on the ground.

"Duan Hui, go back and tell you Lord Ze, there will be eighteen disciples in the corpse forest to challenge him this time, plus six of Yeqiu, hmph, he will wait to be our Jingyuan corpse training corpse when the time comes." Shen Qianshui laughed, and left with two of his subordinates.

This Shen Qianshui was arrogant, and Luo Jianchen couldn't help frowning, but at first he thought that they were arguing and thought it was a big feud, but when he heard it, it was to fight for two dead corpses, and the three of them looked at the corpses on the ground, and they couldn't see anything special.

Luo Jianchen secretly wondered, could it be that the corpses on this island had any special purpose. She looked at the situation, and when she saw him thoughtful, his casual demeanor became solemn, and it was obvious that he had thought of something.

Before she could ask, she heard a muffled voice in the crowd

"Leave this corpse behind! ＂

With the voice, an old man in cloth and a tall young man slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Duan Lantao, Duan Cangyu! ＂

Shen Qianshui's footsteps paused, and there was a hint of timidity in the eyes of the two of them, but then he straightened his waist again, hugged his fists and saluted: "Corpse Forest Shen Qianshui was ordered by the forest lord to come to the corpse to collect the corpse, and ask the lord to make it convenient." ＂

The old man glanced lightly, stood with his hands in his hands, and his bearing was calm, and his face, which was carved with the vicissitudes of time, was like shrunken bark, and it was covered with a layer of gray. Only his eyes were bright, but there were no waves inside.

He stared at Shen Qianshui calmly and repeated quietly, "The corpse is left, let you go." ＂

Shen Qianshui gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing and flashing. but he stood still.

"There will be deaths on Corpse Island every day, and there should be no shortage of corpses in Shen Lanzhou. Go back and tell him that the monks who died in the corpse could not make corpse material. (To be continued) R580