The deep blue surface of the sea, soft as silk, ripples slightly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yalei and the others stood at the bow of the ship overlooking the undulating sea, and behind them were resentful spirits with cold expressions, and the ghost ship sailed on the microwave undulating waters at a high speed that did not match its appearance. In fact, it's not so much the ghost ship sailing as it glides over the water—a misty negative energy envelops the entire bottom of the ship, blocking the air around it, creating a force that holds the ship up and is powered by the wooden oars that are paddled in the hands of the skeleton soldiers.

The silhouette of the Ghost Islands shrouded in darkness was getting closer and closer, and everyone could feel that a source of negative energy radiation towering as a mountain and an abyss was in front of them, like a huge heart that was dormant and accumulating strength.

In the waters near the archipelago, negative energy, which is rarely seen by the naked eye, fluctuates along the air current, blending into a bone-chilling sea breeze, which blows silently across the water.

They all know that this breath that is incompatible with the living is provoking and rejecting themselves.

Looking at the blurred floating scene in the darkness in front of him, coupled with the interference and erosion of negative energy in the sea breeze, and the psychological pressure to smash the Yellow Dragon. The will of the people is gradually affected, and the mood of irritability and restlessness is born, but the eye only needs to touch the figure standing in front of them. You will be able to recall the adventures and difficulties you have experienced in the past few years, the achievements and honors you have obtained, and the restless restlessness will be emptied.

The ghost ship sailed through the misty region without danger, and after passing through the canine-toothed outer sea forts, they covered each other's undead islands to form different levels of dark shadows, like a picture of death spread out in front of them.

The yin wind rushed towards him, suddenly became much larger, and the strong wind seemed to pass through the open chests of thousands of deceased, and the breath of death spit out from the mouth and nose of thousands of corpses, suddenly passing through the mountains and forests, lifting the corners of everyone's clothes.

At the same time, a loud roar rose from all sides of the sea.

It sounded like some kind of behemoth of extraordinary power, and the sound came from a space, a voice that was both warning and threatening, and the sea shook for a while.

Judging by the intensity of this voice, they could tell that this creature must be extremely difficult to mess with.

The black-haired knight sniffed the wind and stared at the dark, silent island on the other side of the sea, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but then the surprise turned to it.

Boom!

Without warning, a twenty-yard-high wave rose from the calm sea, and then pressed down like a mountain against the ghost ship, and in the shadow of the capsizing, Kara subconsciously raised his arm and slashed.

Are's reaction was quicker, reaching out with his right hand and pinching his wrist while shaking his head at the other man.

The moment the waves splashed down on them, the light suddenly became intense, as if a soft film had wrapped around them, and then gently tore apart, revealing a completely different world.

Enclosed space, quicksand world.

This world, dominated entirely by the dead, is seen as a gray-and-black background of the sky, dimly shaped by the glare of light from east to west—a labyrinth of vast palaces wrapped in a cluster of quartz branches, with tall, straight spires leaving a distinctively curved island in a sea of gray sand.

The paralyzing sensation of the rush of electricity forced everyone to raise their heads at the same time, and then, from the horizon where the sky meets the sand sea, a fleet with black sails sailed head-on—a fleet of ghosts sailing in the wind and sand, lined up in a line of demonstrations as if hovering over the white desert.

The only sound of sand rolling in the sea of sand was silent, except for the ghost ships that wandered through the gray world.

When you reach the enclosed space, the mysterious and eerie atmosphere of the Ghost Islands disappears. For the well-informed, the scene in front of them is nothing more than a large cemetery full of death.

Looking at this huge building in the middle of the sand against a gray background, it really looks like a big skeleton, and the layers of broken dome doors are like holes in the skeleton.

The ghost ship carried them all the way to the entrance of the Great Skull, and the Wraithbringer floated off the ship without saying a word, leading them into the dimly lit labyrinth of silence.

......

The vast labyrinth was shrouded in a blur of cold light all year round, and a layer of gray mist adhered to the empty pale skeleton floor, and the pillars of the dead were reflected in the spiraling dark passages, supporting the dome formed by the stacking of bones on top of each other.

The left and right sides of the passage are densely covered with undead knights standing like lampposts, silently silent, and their bodies disappear and disappear with the floating of cold light, which invisibly brings a huge deterrent.

They followed the wraith through the labyrinth, and after walking through the maze for nearly two hours,

Even the most honest of Clark knew that the wraiths were deliberately taking them around in circles, but it was inconvenient for them to flare up, so they could only hold their anger in their hearts and let it accumulate.

Perhaps sensing that everyone's faces were getting more and more ugly, and there was a faint tendency to erupt, the wraithful messenger finally led them into the right path after turning through a circular passage that extended in all directions.

Behind the temple gate decorated with the head of a huge boneless ox, a black carpet spread straight forward, like a sharp spear, piercing the nine white bone thrones directly opposite.

Nine high-ranking undead sat opposite the temple door, figures of different shapes sat in a row, the windows on all sides of the palace were open, but the light seemed to be blocked by something, isolated outside the labyrinth.

The cold aura solidified in the main hall, revealing a gloomy and decaying aura in the entire space. On the platform at the base of the window, there were densely clustered undead crows that had lost their ability to fly, and as soon as everyone entered the door, they seemed to smell the breath of death, and they turned their heads to look at the temple door in unison.

When the seven people followed the resentful spirit envoy into the hall, the eyes of the nine high-level undead were almost indiscriminately cast, and the nine pairs of eyes, the resentment towards the living in their eyes could almost freeze everything.

"Good evening, Silent Labyrinth. ”

Yalei strode forward as usual, making a gesture of preparing to introduce himself, but the pace under his feet became faster and faster. Quickly stepping over a distance of twenty yards, before the undead could react, they suddenly took a step and swung their arms, smashing straight punches into the nine high-ranking undead.

Bang!

The black-haired knight's fist struck out a circle of ripples, countless black cracks flashed out of the air, and the void was shattered by the immense force, and then it was instantly covered by a violent current.

Ding--!

In the next moment, countless golden lines extended from the turbine that his fist had struck, and in the blink of an eye, the entire hall was covered with densely woven light path tracks, forming countless staggered and overlapping huge light nets, completely covering every inch of space in the hall.

Whoosh!

The dense network of light paths formed in this instant is not fixed, every moment is changing thousands of times, and each light path is split into bundles of golden thin lines, overturning towards the nine high-level undead, densely packed like thousands of silk threads.

Flutter!

Feeling a strong danger, the three kings led by him reacted as quickly as possible.

"Assassin!"

The Lord of Silence unleashed a powerful spiritual signal, and a strange cloud of decaying qi erupted from the surface of his body at the same time, enveloping it and spinning extremely fast, and this inky black qi did not take any time to envelop the body of the undead.

"Danger!"

The soul shark queen's eyes were full of fire, and a huge amount of negative energy was brewing and erupting in her body in an instant, and a translucent royal wall protruded from her body, like a blue eggshell, protecting her inside.

“......”

The Weeping King's left eye shattered with a cloud of cold light, and the huge twisted position was instantly released from the eye socket to the whole body, and its entire body instantly disappeared into the void.

Under the black-haired knight's unguarded cover-type attack, the only high-level undead who could react in time were these three, and even if the remaining six undead got the signal, their bodies could not keep up with the light path trajectory that had been formed.

Whoosh!

The overwhelming path of golden light flew down, and everything that stood in front of Yalei and the high undead was directly disintegrated by the beam. As thousands of light-speed fists covered the space, everything wrapped around the Throne of Bones was torn to pieces.

The Light Speed Fist came and went faster, and the bodies and minds of the high-level undead were still in fear and tension, and thousands of light paths had been led away from the void, flashing like lightning without a trace.

Whoa!

As if it was the sound of metal shattering, the ninth and weakest high-ranking undead shattered along with the throne without any warning after the golden thread penetrated its body.

In fact, it is not entirely correct to say that there is no warning.

At this time, if your eyesight is good enough, you can see clearly, and a slender secant line first appeared on the surface of this high-level undead body, and then the thin line changed into two, two, four, and eight at the same time, splitting and extending into rifts of different lengths. In the blink of an eye, it shattered into a cloud of gray-white smoke and dissipated into the air.

In addition to it, one of the three strongest high-level undead fled, one was lifted away, and only the one wrapped in the aura of decay did not seem to suffer any harm.

One of the remaining second-level high-level undead was killed and five were wounded, and they seemed to be blinded by the black-haired knight's sudden burst of light-speed punches, and for a while they did not organize an offensive counterattack.

In fact, the only reason why they were able to survive the light-speed storm was because Aree had no intention of slaughtering them, and the only reason they did was because they were too weak - he didn't expect such a weak and high-level undead to be able to resist the wind.

"Do it!"

In the midst of the loud cheers, everyone looked at their chosen opponent and pounced at the same time, among which Lolo hesitated for a moment because his opponent had been killed, and then quickly changed the target to Goethe's opponent.

"Die!"

Kara lunged at the large mantis on the other side, and a golden slash swung out along his arm, forming a radioactive curtain of light directly in front of him.

Whoosh!

The slash instantly hit the opponent, and the slash flew upside down with the burly body wrapped in the high undead, and fell heavily to the ground. With its gray, bony carapace, it tumbled several times, gliding hundreds of yards away, not stopping until it crashed into a wall.

There was a loud bang, and smoke and dust flew. (To be continued.) )