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

He looked back, and saw that not far behind him, several majestic monks had walked out of the cabin with solemn expressions, and they walked to the side of the ship with a sad look of death.

What are they going to do? Chu Chen didn't react for a moment.

This group of people is old and young, male and female, and their cultivation is all strong people who have reached the realm of Lingxi, and everyone has a sad intention on their faces.

The leader was a tall young monk, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in rough animal skin and leather armor. There was a hideous scar on the hard face, which spread directly from the center of the left eyebrow to the right lip, and it looked shocking.

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

Behind him was an old man dressed in black and a handsome young man holding a paper fan, the old man's face was withered, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, faintly yellow like two lamps.

The young man had a white face, a green robe, and a snow-white folding fan, with a graceful demeanor, looking like a merry scholar.

Behind them were two beautiful female cultivators dressed in purple, and the two of them followed behind the weak scholar step by step, with a timid look, biting their lips tightly, and their eyes revealed an expression of fear and expectation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that we are in a sea of blood, although our future is uncertain, since we are monks, how can we sit back and wait for death!"

The scar-faced man at the head seemed to have figured out how to convince his companions, turned to look at the few people behind him, and with an outstretched hand, he pointed directly at the golden light outside the ship and the boundless sea of blood around him.

"See, the old man is dying and his blood is withered, and the light shield he emits can't last long! If you continue to stay on this ship, you will also wait for death, it is better for everyone to take a risk, maybe there will be a glimmer of life!"

He had obviously said this to the 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 was much lighter because of the instinctive fear.

Looking at this bloody unknown world, these monks hesitated again, the legend of the sea of blood is too weird, and if they continue to stay in this steel building ship, they can at least temporarily ensure their safety.

If you really want to leave this ship and enter the sea of blood, it is really life and death that you are in no control.

Besides, even if you survive the sea of blood, if you are alone and have no ship, you will not be able to support the vast and endless West Sea, even if you are a super powerhouse in the Lingxi realm, you won't be able to support it for long!

The scar-faced man obviously sensed his companion's instinctive fear of the sea of blood, so he began to incite everyone again, "What else do you have to hesitate about?

Chu Chen understood their intentions, they actually wanted to leave the big ship guarded by the old town and go to find life by themselves.

The handsome young man shook the fan in his hand, "I think it's better to fight, this ship is indeed the difference between early death and late death." ”

The old man in black also nodded, "This feeling of waiting for death is too torturous, this kind of waiting for me, the old man can't stand it, then let's fight, let's use the fastest speed through the blood mist." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you going to leave this great ship and explore the sea of blood on your own? I advise you not to do this, this sea of blood is far more terrible than you can imagine, and it does not mean that you can escape by speeding up. ”

Chu Chen couldn't help but let out a loud voice, reminding the group of monks who had already walked to the side of the ship.

"We can't escape, or at least we try, better than sit still. ”

The scar-faced man sneered and glanced at Chu Chen with disdain, "You can't leave by yourself, do you want to drag us with you to wait for death?

"This little brother doesn't have much to do, we are looking for life, and it is your own business to wait for death here. The scholar-like man in Tsing Yi shook the fan in his hand, looked at each other and smiled at the two purple-clothed girls, obviously disdainful of talking to Chu Chen.

"Little brother, there are strong winds and waves here, and your body is 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 but sigh, "You guys are going to die, I shouldn't be nosy, even if you think I'm troublesome, I still have to warn you, you'd better wait on the boat, maybe hope will appear soon." ”

"Hope is coming soon? falling from the sky, or are you cripple trying to save everyone?"

The scar-faced man waved his hand impatiently, turned to the monk and said, "I'll open the way!

With a loud shout, Scarface's figure shook slightly, and majestic spiritual power roared out from his body, conjuring seven gray monstrous dragons in the void.

"Broken!"

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

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

Call......

Jiaoyin cracked the sky, the void shook, and the seven dragons lightly passed through the golden light shield under the old cloth of the domain, and forcibly opened up a wide space passage in the boundless blood mist.

The spatial passage was gray all over, and I didn't know how long it was, and I couldn't see the edge at a glance.

"Let's go, we have to rush into the sea of blood as fast as we can before the fog beast is completely condensed!"

Seeing that the spatial passage was completely formed, Scarface's face suddenly roared again, and his body flew out like a gray thunderbolt, and he quickly sank into the spatial passage.

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

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

This Scarface had been clamoring for a desperate fight to enter the sea of blood to find a way to escape, but few people really had the courage to go with him.

Now that they saw that these people had really fought decisively, the flames of hope were ignited in the hearts of the monks, and maybe they could bring a ray of life to everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but pray for them, hoping that they would have good luck and that they would have good luck themselves.