In the deep water, in a monotonous black, there is gradually more color. Not light, but even darker black, strand by strand, like a long sea serpent gently swaying in the water.

Wu Gan, Ran Peng and the others stuck to the light mask of the boat, looking at the countless black lines in front of them in amazement. The boat was pushed by the current, like a moth, and flew desperately towards the cobwebs that were getting closer and closer.

I knew that these black lines were not good, but the undercurrent in the sea was so strong that even if the ship's formation was pushed to the maximum, the ship still floated forward slowly but firmly.

"It's impossible to retreat, let's float." Wu Qian looked at Ran Peng and suggested loudly, "At least when you reach the sea, you will die in the sun." ”

Ran Peng glanced at Wu Yan with a gloomy face, and waved his hand behind him. The hull of the ship trembled slightly, and it tried to float upward. In the process of floating, the boat still floated forward, and those black lines gradually became clear.

These are clearly tentacles as thick as a human body, with bowl-sized suction cups on them, like eyes, looking at the boat in front of them with malicious intent.

It is foreseeable that if this ship collides, it will undoubtedly be easily wrenched into pieces by these countless tentacles.

"I've been running the sea for so many years, and I've never seen such a huge sea monster." Ran Peng's expression was a little tired, looking at the treacherous scene in front of him and muttering, "I shouldn't have gone to sea this time, I was in a hurry, and I forgot to sacrifice to the sea god." ”

Suddenly, Ran Peng turned his head sharply and glared at Wu Yan and Yang Zheng angrily, "Maybe you brought these bad lucks, and said, did you provoke unclean things when you were on the shore, so that you brought the disaster to the ship." ”

Yang Zheng was furious when he heard this, "Fuck your shit, I still want to say why I was so unlucky to pick your boat." ”

There was a sound of pulling weapons on the ship, and the sailors were carrying all kinds of strange weapons, staring at Wu Gen and Yang Zheng viciously, as long as Ran Peng gave an order, they would come up and tear the two into pieces.

When people are faced with life and death, they often blame others for their misfortunes, which is often the reason for infighting when a group of people are facing a desperate situation.

Wu Gen didn't pay attention to the movement behind him at all, but listened to the movement outside the ship, "Listen, what kind of sound is this?" ”

Ran Peng was stunned for a moment, his hand slashed down, signaling his subordinates to be quieter, and put his head on the mask like Wu Gan.

A sound of vagueness came, like someone whispering, and as if playing a sad string rhyme, the sound was ethereal and mysterious, like a light breeze, gently blowing over the body, lingering in the heart, and gradually covering the whole body, making people unconsciously indulge in it.

Soon, the other people on the boat also heard the sound and listened attentively, all of them indulging in it.

A tingling pain came from his wrist, and Wu Yan glanced down, which was a warning from his thoughts. Sensing that something was wrong, Wu Yan hurriedly looked around, and the eyes of the people on the boat were dull, as if they had lost their souls.

Wu Gen walked up to Yang Zheng, who was sitting on the deck, his head hanging down on his chest, and muttering, "Return my father's order, I will kill you." ”

Suddenly, Yang Zheng looked up and saw Wu Gan, his eyes were full of cruelty, "Dog thief, I'm going to kill you." His hands pinched Wu Gan's neck.

Wu Yan swept Yang Zheng's hand away and slapped him heavily in the face, trying to wake him up. But Yang roared like a beast, his eyes were red, his mouth was drooling, and he didn't feel pain, and he still pounced viciously at Wu Gan.

Knowing that Yang Zheng had been confused by the strange voice, Wu Yan kicked it away, turned his head to look around, and the other people on the boat also looked hideous, and they all gathered around him.

Looking overhead, the light was already spilling through the sea, and the ship was approaching the surface.

Wu Qian turned around and ran, circling around the boat and these people. Fortunately, these people were confused and moved a lot slower, and under the tossing and turning, Wu Gen was able to avoid the hunting of these people.

Finally, the hull of the ship shook and broke through the sea, and the bright sun fell on the ship again. Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, these people couldn't be beaten, and they couldn't be killed, so they were really a little aggrieved. In any case, there is always more room to maneuver when it comes to the surface.

In the encirclement and interception of these people, Wu Yan carefully turned off the formation on the ship and stood at the bow of the boat. After looking around, Wu Gan's face changed sharply.

On the surface of the sea, long tentacles meander on the surface of the water, occupying a huge area of sea. Along the tentacles, at the end of which was a huge head. The head drifts with the tide on the sea, and beyond that, the body is like an island.

Looking at the head in front of him, which was about the size of the boat under him, Wu Yan clenched the broken knife in his hand. On the boat, the raging crowd had fallen silent, kneeling in the direction of the head, kowtowing reverently.

Glancing around, Wu Gen stepped on the hull of the boat with his feet, jumped to the sea, and ran in the direction of the head along those long tentacles.

If this source is not solved, I am afraid that everyone on the ship will die here. Even if there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, it is difficult to wait for death here if you don't try.

The tentacles in the sea water were agitated, and the suction cups on it kept shrinking and expanding, like huge mouths pounced on Wu Gan. The sea also set off huge waves, blocking Wu Gan's direction.

The Divine Movement has been urged to the extreme, and Wu Gen is like a slippery sea snake, swimming between the huge waves and the tentacles of the forest.

Everywhere there was a noisy restlessness, everywhere there were flying tentacles. The water vapor from the sea spewed his hair and clothes, and the situation became more and more critical, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, looking at the head that was getting closer and closer.

It was a delicate and terrifying woman's face, delicate because if the head was the size of a normal person, it would be a stunning beauty. But no matter how delicate something is, it will make people feel terrible when they are magnified.

The huge mouth that can easily swallow a cow, the eyelashes like a forest, and the waves that roll up between breaths are all terrifying to her strength.

Wu Gan's current situation is like an ant, afraid of a child holding a boiling kettle ready to drown the anthill, there is no cuteness, only fear.

Wu Qian ran to the huge head, and the strange sound became louder, as if a hand was constantly tugging at his mind.

Looking at the broken knife in his hand, Wu Yan helplessly found that he didn't know if his knife could pierce the other party's skin.

The body jumped high and fell towards the opponent's forehead. Suddenly, the woman opened her eyes, and a powerful air flow surged, and Wu Gan was knocked far away. The body glides on the surface of the sea and pulls out a long wave.

At the same time, long tentacles were erected, forming a high wall on the sea, trying to envelop Wu Gan in it.

Without waiting for his body to stop, Wu Gen shot out like an arrow again, heading straight for the woman's eyes.

The farther I went, the stranger sound grew louder. At first, it was like the sound of rain, and it seemed as if someone was plucking the strings.

Then the sound was raised, like a flying dragon rising into the air among the lofty mountains, hovering for a while, and then rushing upward, the voice was high-pitched, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and it was deafening.

Wu Gan's heart was agitated, his face was painful, and blood was constantly dripping from his mouth and nose. The thoughts on his left hand gradually appeared, flashing with a soft light, protecting Wu Gan's soul.

Wu Yan was knocked out again, and when he landed, he severed a tentacle that tried to sneak up on him. Now he understood that these so-called tentacles were the hair of the tall woman in front of him.

Like a flea, Wu Jian kept jumping around the woman's head, trying to slash at the woman's delicate face, leaving even a wrinkle.

But any beautiful woman also values her face the most. Therefore, Wu Gen was knocked out again and again, and every time he was injured, Wu Gen felt that something had sneaked into his body and even his mind.

This kind of strange method is the first time Wu Gen has encountered it. After accumulating little by little injuries, Wu Yan found that his body was a little uncontrollable, for example, now his left hand wanted to hold his right hand to death, not wanting it to cut at the woman's head.

can't do this anymore, Wu Jian knows that if he continues like this, he will become a woman's puppet sooner or later. Break the knife into the sheath, and reach for the tailbone around his waist. This last chance to save my life, I didn't expect to be used here.

Hey, the woman exclaimed softly, her eyes showing surprise, "You are his man." ”

Wu Yan gasped for breath, his foot on a severed tentacle. After these hundreds of rapid attacks, it was difficult to maintain the consumption of the Divine Movement Technique, and as a last resort, it had to stop.

"Who is he?"

The woman looked up into the distance and sat up slowly. The sea rippled, and the water on the long tentacles fell one after another, like a torrential rain.

Looking at this nearly 100-zhang tall body, Wu Gen secretly sighed, how can this be beaten.

"People from the outside call him an evil god, and he came here many years ago." The woman looked into the distance, her eyes a little confused, "He took a drop of my blood, turned around and left, never to return." ”

Wu Gan's heart sank, the evil god, he almost died at his hands. Until now, there are still some black flames attached to the soul.

Every day, I live in torment, fighting against the violence, greed, and fear emitted by the black flames, and as long as I relax a little, my mind will be affected by it, revealing another side of my blackness.

During this suffering, Wu Jian never told others. On the one hand, he was stimulated by the death of Xiang Qi, and on the other hand, he was also vented under the torment, thinking of using the catastrophe to get a relief.

Now, in the vast sea, in the face of this unknown giant, I hear this name again.

Looking at Wu Gan, whose body was slowly submerged in the water because of the Divine Movement Technique, the woman stretched out one of her hands in front of Wu Gan.

After a little hesitation, Wu Yan still walked up, in all fairness, if the woman really wanted to kill herself, she would have already made a move, where would it be her turn to provoke over and over again.

The woman held Wu Qian in front of her, "He is a prodigal son, a madman who is not bound by the moral laws of the world." ”

"What does he look like?" Wu Gan's body kept swaying with the sea breeze.

"It's long, it's handsome, there's a bad feeling, and every move has its own charm. knew that he had a plan, but he still couldn't resist his temptation. The woman thought earnestly, recounting her feelings, "Just as you are now, I smell him in your spirit. ”

Wu Yan smiled lightly, "Sure enough, men are not bad and women don't love, can I conjure up his appearance, I want to compare to see who likes women more." ”

The woman shook her head slightly, and a gust of wind blew on the sea, "His appearance may change at any time, so he has the name of the Thousand-Faced Evil God." I thought you were his doppelganger for a while, but when I felt it carefully, it wasn't.

It seems that you are also a poor man who provides him with food, and it may not be long before you will become his faithful subordinate. On the one hand, he was driven by him to work for him, and on the other hand, he contributed the power of his faith to him. ”

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean by this, when did I contribute the power of faith to him." ”

"You've cultivated a method called the Trick of Delusion." The woman looked at Wu Yan with pity.

Du Delusion, this is the soul technique that Xianjiang taught to himself at the beginning, and he has helped a lot along the way, and his soul has benefited a lot.

"Yes, I did practice this technique." Wu Gan's heart suddenly became uneasy.