Chapter 2221: Under the Sea

Zhong Lao Liu suddenly realized, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "It turned out to be the light reflected by the dragon scales!" No wonder, when I look at those white patches of light, they are like fish scales! ”

Actually, Zhong Lao Liu is talking nonsense, following the words of the ghost Taoist. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost Taoist is also talking nonsense, talking nonsense seriously, because there is no light source under the sea, how can the dragon scales reflect the light?

But no one doubts the nonsense of the ghost Taoist, because in everyone's hearts, the ghost Taoist is a god. It's not a living immortal, can you still survive now? Living immortals speak, who dares to question?

So there was an exclamation all around, all the same as Zhong Laoliu's reaction, the same expression, and the same lines, so it was......

"Uncle Lin, why aren't you hurt at all?" Zhong Lao Liu asked again.

The ghost path chief rolled his eyes and said, "Do you kid want me to get hurt?" ”

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I mean...... What kind of magic skill are you, so powerful, even three evil dragons can't hurt you? Zhong Lao Liu hurriedly apologized and changed his words.

"That's the god man in my dream, who taught me a set of spells, or else, I would still be alive?" The ghost chief sighed, but, "It's not enough for me to do it alone. We must continue to muster up the courage to cheer me on. I will be able to slay the dragon in the end and take everyone to continue fishing! ”

"Uncle Lin, don't worry, we will do whatever you want us to do!" Zhong Lao Liu hurriedly said.

The Ghost Dao Chief nodded and said:

"Okay, tell everyone, in half an hour, I'm going to go to the sea and fight the dragon. Everyone is still the same as just now, beating drums and gongs, waving flags and shouting, hoping that I will win, and that's it. The most important thing is that everyone has faith in me! Even if I go to the sea to kill the dragon, don't stop cheering, wait patiently for me! ”

Zhong Lao Liu agreed, hurriedly drove the boat, and took the ghost path chief to turn around the outer circle to convey Uncle Lin's meaning.

The hope of the fishermen is all on the head of the ghost road, naturally they agreed repeatedly, worry-free, and said that the cheering will be more enthusiastic and intense, even if the ghost road chief goes to the bottom of the sea, everyone will wait for three days and three nights, and there will be no problem......

The ghost chief came back from a round of inspection and expressed satisfaction with everyone's performance.

Look at the time, it's already noon.

The ghost chief sat on the bow of the boat, smoked another cigarette, and suddenly jumped into the sea from Zhong Laoliu's boat.

Everyone had watched the previous performance of the Ghost Dao Chief, and they were not surprised at this moment, and they paid attention together, and at the same time, the gongs and drums sounded loudly, and the shouts shook the sky.

The ghost path chief jumped on the surface of the sea, and did not fall into the water, but turned his body, stepped on the clear waves, and floated towards the middle of the encirclement.

Whoosh ......

Before the Ghost Dao Leader could reach the middle position, under the surface of the sea, another piece of knife light shot out, swishing.

The ghost path chief didn't dare to rush forward, so he circled around this piece of sword light and gradually moved inside.

But in everyone's opinion, the ghost path chief only turned around three or five times, and then entered the middle of the sword light again.

There is not much difference from last time, the ghost path is long from slow to fast, flying and hovering in the sword light, like an immortal.

Gradually, the speed of the ghost path chief reached the limit, and within a radius of a few zhang, there were all phantoms of him running.

Zhong Lao Liu personally beat the drums, while beckoning everyone to cheer for Uncle Lin.

The fishermen worked together and each made a great effort to feed the milk. Some fishermen really shouted out their throats, opened their mouths, and brought out many blood stars......

The ghost path chief has no side vultures, just advances and retreats in the sword light array.

Suddenly, the figure of the Ghost Dao Leader withdrew from the sword light, walked around the inner circle of the fleet, and shouted, "Listen, everyone, I will go down to the sea and duel with that evil dragon!" But don't go, don't stop, just wait for me in the same place! If anyone forsakes me, I will not spare you when I die! ”

Everyone shouted in unison: "Uncle Lin, don't worry, we will wait for you!" ”

"Okay, wait for my triumphant return!" The head of the ghost road shouted, deliberately showed his magical power, unfolded the wind escape technique, and suddenly jumped into the air three zhang high, slowly falling from the sky, and landed in the center of the sword light.

"Uncle Lin is a living immortal!" The fishermen shouted, and if it weren't for the fact that each of them had the task of beating gongs and drums, everyone would have to kneel down and worship on the spot.

The ghost path fell on the surface of the sea, changed from wind to water, sank to the bottom of the water in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Zhong Laoliu did his best, urging everyone to continue shouting, beating drums, and beating gongs......

The words were divided into two ends, but it was said that the ghost path chief escaped to the bottom of the sea, and only moved forward in the sword light array, approaching which altar.

This is the boldness of the artist, because the ghost path chief can avoid the sword light and approach from the side.

Facing the sword light, the Taoist naturally has his own reason. One is to consume the murderous energy stored in the jar, and the other is to test one's own cultivation and test how much everyone's mental power has been absorbed by oneself.

It is said to be a shallow water area, but in fact, the seabed here is not shallow, and the vertical distance is always about 500 meters.

The method of water escape is not troublesome to walk horizontally, and it is also limited by the pressure of sea water when walking vertically.

What's more, the knife light is upward from the bottom, and there is also a certain repulsion.

The ghost path has no second purpose, just move forward.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I saw the mouth of the altar.

At close range, the Ghost Dao Leader didn't dare to be the edge, and dodged aside to look at the jar.

The jar here looks exactly the same as the one found in the Hong Kong government.

The mouth of the altar was open, but there was no sea water inside, only white light overflowing.

After circling the jar twice to confirm that there was no danger, the ghost chief tried to pick up the jar.

But at the touch of it, the ghost chief found that the jar was very heavy, much heavier than the jar found in the Hong Kong government.

"The murderous aura has not been exhausted, and the treasure must not be taken lightly!" The Ghost Daoist thought about it, turned the altar vigorously, and controlled the height of the altar mouth.

Because the height is not controlled, the sword light will spill out, and it will kill and injure other people on the sea.

Control the height of the mouth of the altar, press it down, and the knife light shoots out from the mouth of the altar, which will only kill and injure the fish at the bottom of the sea.

Sure enough, the jar turned, and the overflow of the sword light became more violent.

The surrounding fish were hit by the sword light, and countless deaths and injuries were imposed.

The originally colorless sea water has become a rainbow.

After many turns like this, the Ghost Dao Chief felt that the altar was getting lighter and lighter.

Moreover, the release of the sword light is not as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the Ghost Dao Chief picked up the altar, let the mouth of the altar go down, and slowly rose towards the sea.

Although the operation took several months, on the whole, it was quite smooth.

The ghost path chief was secretly happy in his heart, and was thinking about the next plan, when he suddenly saw a long black shadow in front of him, rolling towards him!

(To be continued.) )