Chapter 1247: Bloody Killing Game 12

But the magma at the bottom of the sea seemed to be still surging, and the whole sky was already full of blood red.

The creatures of the sea are being poisoned, and poisonous substances are spreading.

This is the power of natural disasters, and there is never mercy.

But at this moment, the whole world suddenly quieted, the surging magma instantly solidified in front of everyone's eyes, and the heaven and earth returned to normal, if it weren't for the solidified magma in the sky that was falling, everyone would feel that they had collectively experienced an illusion.

Rumble......

The solidified magma from the sky fell, and a straight peak was formed, and the volcanic ash in the sky and the cooled magma fell on it or under the feet around it.

It's a miracle, a miracle that the world has witnessed.

What kind of power exactly, no one knows.

Although this new mountain peak is dead and silent at the moment, it is foreseeable that it will not be long before it will be full of life again.

......

"Who saved me?"

Yang Chen endured the severe pain in his body and woke up, floating on the sea, he knew that when he was unconscious, there was a force to protect him, this power, he didn't know where it came from, but he sensed it, it was the credit of seven emotions and six desires, he sensed a vague emotion, but he couldn't accurately capture it.

This kind of power has a very special feeling personally, but he can't consciously say it.

If you don't understand, you don't want to think about it for the time being, but now the main thing is to dig out the information in the mind of the infant monk, because, between the words of the infant monk, there seems to be some information, and now his nerves are very sensitive, as long as it is interesting, he will look for information.

directly devoured the soul of this infant monk, nourished himself, and at the same time digested the memory of the infant monk.

Yang Chen was floating on the sea like this, but the expression on his face was constantly changing, devouring the divine soul, and he would also be affected by the remnants of the divine soul, not to mention that this was the divine soul of the Yuanying Cultivator.

The Yuanying Monk's resentment is too strong to digest, but it is not so simple, of course, the benefits are obvious.

After receiving nourishment, his soul was strengthened a little, and the scars on his body were gradually disappearing.

In fact, he didn't take much of a wound himself, and at the last moment, that kind of power did not act on his body.

At this moment, he has fallen into a kind of tug-of-war, the battle with the remnants of the Yuanying Monk, this kind of battle comes from the spiritual level, once he wins, the benefits are many, once he loses, he may not be able to tell whether he is Yang Chen or the Yuanying Monk.

However, this "Soul Eater" is too domineering, and it is almost impossible for this situation to occur, if it weren't for Yang Chen's need to know his information, the long sword would digest it directly, and give some feedback to himself with less effort.

In the middle of the sea, a magnificent ship is speeding forward, full of singing and dancing, full of laughter;

"Oh, anyone?"

One of the guards sensed a corpse floating in the sea not far away, not to be precise, a living person, because there was still a strong aura.

"Alert!"

At that moment, he commanded softly, because there are too many strange things in this world, maybe the person floating on the sea is the enemy, so for the safety of the master, he can only act carefully.

They didn't plan to get close to Yang Chen, but left like this, but at this moment, a faint voice came from inside;

"Stop the boat!"

The palace-like ship stopped on the sea, and a monk flew up, lightly on the water, and had already appeared beside Yang Chen, grabbing Yang Chen's collar without hesitation, and flew back.

Syllable......

casually threw Yang Chen on the deck, not considering Yang Chen's feelings at all;

"Rude, can't you be gentle?"

A monk appeared in the boat, like a white-faced little student, chic and gentle in British dramas, looked at Yang Chen, frowned slightly;

"Looks like we're disturbing his cultivation!"

The others were puzzled, but at this time, Yang Chen opened his eyes leisurely and said slowly;

"Damn, it's so unauthentic, who is so rude, this is the attitude of saving people?"

Yang Daxian woke up and complained, and at the same time, his keen perception had already detected the existence of two Yuanying monks on this ship, and several other golden pills, most of which were built on the foundation.

I have to say that such a lineup is already large enough, and some small families simply do not have such strength.

Yang Chen faintly smelled a medicinal fragrance on this young man's body, but Yang Chen paid too much attention to this young man who was surrounded and protected at a glance, but a middle-aged man sitting on the deck with a book in his hand and reading carefully.

He has a very calm and capable temperament for Yang Chen, his eyes are shining, full of wisdom and confidence.

Yuan Ying's breath, coupled with his huge divine soul, as well as the faint medicinal fragrance on his body, Yang Chen knew that this was an alchemy master, such a person, Yang needed it too much.

Yang Chen directly told himself that even in Lin Yi's heyday, compared to him, he was much inferior.

"In Xia Hua Li Dan, I don't know who your Excellency is?"

At this time, the young man beside him spoke, and Yang Chen looked at the Yuanying monk absentmindedly and said casually;

"Yang Chen!"

Well?

Hearing this, several people next to him were slightly stunned, and the atmosphere was much quieter all of a sudden, but Yang Chen didn't notice it, but patted his butt and got up and walked over to the middle-aged monk.

The man didn't seem to be aware, and the young man behind him seemed to have finally reacted.

"You're Yang Chen?"

"It's like a fake!"

At this time, Yang had already come to the middle-aged monk and said respectfully;

"Junior, Yang Chen, has seen his senior!"

The man finally raised his eyelids, but he saw Yang Chen's excited gaze, as if he had discovered a treasure, as if he was about to swallow himself at any time.

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the young man behind him spoke again, but as soon as he spoke, Yang Chen was speechless.

"Hey, I said, that immortal monument is really here with you, give him to me!"

What is the situation, the extension tube was a little confused, and asked;

"How do you know that the Immortal Monument is here?"

This was what he was most puzzled about, and when the monk heard Yang Chen ask this, he asked rhetorically;

"You don't know?"

"Know what?"

Yang Chen was puzzled, and when the monk saw Yang Chen like this, he seemed to understand something, and explained;

"Now who in the world doesn't know you Yang Chen, because you have a sacrificial immortal tablet, of course, there are two other people, one is a monarch and an evil, and the other is not a Taoist surname, but the third immortal tablet is the person who is there with him, and the portrait information has already spread all over the world. ”

Hearing this, Yang Chen understood, but this opening was like he wanted to sacrifice the immortal monument, and this appetite was too great.

"I see, then, what do you change?"

As soon as Yang Chen's words came out, the entire ship instantly fell silent, including the middle-aged man who was reading the secretary of the pill, although this may have been just a joke from Yang Chen, but it still affected his mind.

I couldn't help but take a few more looks.