The fluctuation was not violent, and it could even be described as 'gentle', but anyone who was swept away by this fluctuation disappeared without any resistance.

Chen Qiang's five-color roulette wheel, as well as the Soul Suppression Tower of the Ancient Burial, also turned invisible under this fluctuation.

That fluctuation quickly acted on Chen Qiang, and his figure began to fade.

Before he could react, a spatial dislocation of dizziness acted on his soul, causing him to lose his external perception in an instant.

When he got rid of the dizziness and regained consciousness, he found himself in a mottled and old cabin.

There was a strong smell of blood in the cabin, and it was choking.

"Where's the smell of blood?"

Chen Qiang frowned and began to search for the source of the smell of blood in the cabin.

The cabin was small and empty, and soon he found the source of the smell of blood, a wisp of blood, the size of a fingernail, which had long since dried up.

But it was such a stain of blood the size of a fingernail, but it exuded a bloody smell that made Chen Qiang, a Divine Soul Stage cultivator, extremely uncomfortable.

"It's better to get out of here!"

He felt that this cabin was not a good place, and he had the idea that this place should not stay for a long time.

The hatch looked like a tattered plank, with only one corner attached to the door frame, as if it could fall off at any moment.

Chen Qiang pushed open the hatch and made a 'squeak' sound.

He was greeted by the dazzling sunshine, the vast blue sea, and the acquaintances lying on the ground.

Fu Zhihui, Shangguan Zhe, Gong Yuhao, Xiaotian, Su Lingling, Chatu, and Niu Qingsheng are all among them.

But Baili Qiu, he didn't see it.

Baili Qiu was lying among these people, but at this time, he had already incarnated into a demon clan, an inconspicuous demon clan in the foundation building period.

On the small deck, there were actually two demon clans, all the monks who entered the secret realm.

These people, now asleep, have obviously not recovered from the dizziness of spatial dislocation.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Chen Qiang was surprised, and he realized that the wooden door behind him had disappeared at some point.

There was nothing behind him, and there were no wooden doors, corridors, or cabins?

"What's going on?"

Chen Qiang only felt that this ancient ship was full of weirdness.

"Squeak!"

Just as Chen Qiang was contemplating the strangeness of this place, there was a 'squeak' sound from his side, and the figure of the burial Gu emerged from the void.

This made Chen Qiang's expression condense slightly.

Seeing Chen Qiang, Fu Gu's eyes did not change in the slightest, and he was still as cold as ice, as if no one or anything could make him linger in his heart.

Chen Qiang had deep scruples about the environment he was in, so even if he saw the 'enemy' of Fugu, he restrained himself and did not make a move.

And Fu Gu just glanced at Chen Qiang, then turned his gaze to the sea outside the deck, as for these people lying on the ground, he didn't even look at them.

These people seem to him to be non-existent, or they are no different from weeds in his eyes.

But even if the burial Gu was not interested in these people, Chen Qiang was still careful to guard against the burial of the ancient people.

For other people, Chen Qiang can not care, but he must care about the life and death of Xiaotian and Gong Yuhao.

"You're worried I'm going to kill them?"

Fu Gu suddenly turned his head, looked at this Chen Qiang and asked.

"Will you?"

Chen Qiang did not answer the question of Fu Gu, but asked rhetorically.

From the other party's eyes, Chen Qiang only saw dead silence and coldness, he couldn't feel any 'human' emotions, and he couldn't judge the plan to bury Gu.

"It seems that you are very concerned about the life and death of these people!"

Similarly, Fu Gu did not answer Chen Qiang's question.

Chen Qiang did not admit or deny this.

Fu Gu shook his head meaninglessly, and turned his gaze to the infinite blue sea.

"A man with a demonic nature!"

This is Chen Qiang's evaluation of the burial of Gu.

Although he only had a brief contact with Fu Gu, Chen Qiang felt that there was a 'demonic nature' in this person, and that demonic nature made Chen Qiang unable to see through the depth of this person, let alone grasp this person's temperament.

......

The ancient ship moved slowly but firmly on the sea.

In this way, after another quarter of an hour, Shangguan Zhe and Xiaotian woke up first.

The two of them were very close to each other, and they woke up almost at the same time, and the first thing they saw when they woke up was each other.

"Demon Clan!"

Shangguan Zhe's face was like frost, and the long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a 'hum', the sword body trembled, and the tip of Sen Han's sword pointed straight at the sky.

Not to be outdone, Xiaotian directly sacrificed Fang Ding, and the terrifying coercion swept all directions.

"There's something weird here, don't rush it!"

Chen Qiang's palm was slightly raised, and with a slight wave of momentum, he separated the two lightly.

"This ......!"

The shock in Shangguan Zhe's heart was undisguised on his face.

He was still at the peak of the late stage of the spiritual aperture, but Chen Qiang was already a cultivator in the spiritual stage.

When he first met Chen Qiang, the other party was just a small casual cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and at that time he was a monk in the spiritual aperture stage.

But it has only been less than two years, but Chen Qiang's cultivation has surpassed him.

How could this not surprise him?

Shangguan Zhe thought that his cultivation speed was not slow, and he could even say that it was very fast, from the day he stepped into the martial arts, he had always been catching up with and surpassing others.

But now, he has been overtaken by others, which makes him have mixed tastes in his heart, and he can't tell what kind of taste it is for a while.

And Xiao Tian quickly lowered his head after finding out that Chen Qiang was already a martial cultivator in the Divine Soul Stage, there was surprise in his eyes, he couldn't hide it if he wanted to, and he lowered his head for fear of being seen.

A demon clan, surprised by the breakthrough of a human race's cultivation, as long as he is not a fool, he knows that there is a problem.

And the relationship between Chen Qiang, Xiaotian and Gong Yuhao is a secret that must not be known by the outside world.

"The current situation is a bit complicated, and it's better to get along with each other at the moment!"

Chen Qiang couldn't understand Shangguan Zhe's current mood at all, and was still talking to himself.

For Shangguan Zhe, he had a strong hostile mood at first, but after the contact gradually increased and the understanding deepened, the hostility gradually faded and disappeared.

Shangguan Zhe, although his actions are sometimes confusing, his temperament is like a sword in his hand, full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

"What's a complicated law?"

Listening to what Chen Qiang said solemnly, Shangguan Zhe temporarily left the idea of not being separated from the shemales.

"The place we are in is weird, the boat under our feet is also very weird, and there are not only two demons here, but also a demon clan!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Qiang turned his gaze to Fugu, who was still looking at the sea.

Following Chen Qiang's gaze, Shangguan Zhe's pupils shrank fiercely.

If Chen Qiang gave him the feeling of being majestic, then the burial of Gu gave him the feeling of being as deep as the sea.