Ships sail on the sea, and the Pearl Island in the distance is getting smaller and smaller. Wu Gen and Yang Zheng stood at the stern of the boat, watching the huge island gradually turn into a series of inconspicuous dots on the sea.

When he was on the island, Wu Jian had already negotiated with Qin Jian and Su Zi, and their spheres of influence could be used as a supply point for Wu Gan when he returned. However, the two were not directly involved in the dispute over the Divine Cult, and Wu Jian could not reveal their relationship with each other.

Wu Jian knew that it was not easy for the other party to agree. Of course, if you want Qin Jian and the others to fulfill their promises, then when Wu Jian comes back, he must have the strength to subdue the two, otherwise, the foothold may also become a dead place.

The sea breeze gradually became stronger, and the hair whirred in front of Wu Gan, making his vision a little blurred.

"I don't know when we can return here." Yang was leaning on the side of the boat and suddenly sighed.

"Then work hard, return early, this day will come." Wu Yan patted the side of the ship lightly, turned around and walked towards the cabin, "Sooner or later, this sea will be ours." ”

The ship sailed on the empty sea for another half a month, and on this day, Wu Gen was teaching Zhuo Ke boxing on the deck.

Since deciding to take it with him, Wu Gen is ready to teach his fist and sword skills to others. Originally, Yang Zheng also wanted to pass on his methods to Zhuo Ke, but Zhuo Ke couldn't cultivate the spells of the Divine Sect, so he could only give up.

The little fog ghost who has been staying with Zhuo Ke for a long time, but he is no longer too afraid of life, and he stays quietly in the shadows of the boat, watching Wu Jian and Zhuo Ke join hands.

Because of its eight legs, Wu Gen gave the fog ghost the name of Xiaohachi, and now as long as he calls Xiaoba, the fog ghost will jump on his body in a hurry, just like a puppy.

Suddenly, the originally quiet Hachi became a little uneasy and kept spinning in place. In the end, he simply jumped on Zhuoke's body, refusing to go down.

Wu Yan stood up and looked around at the sea, and couldn't help but have some doubts. There was nothing on the surface of the sea, not even a single dolphin that usually liked to play by the side of the boat.

After thinking about it, Wu Gen still went to the captain's room to find Ran Peng, who was sitting on the ground drinking with Yang Zheng, and only Sha Jin was observing the direction of the ship.

"Where to go?" Wu Yan sat in the middle of the two, took a small dried fish in his hand, and chewed it vigorously.

Ran Peng wiped his mouth, his face was red, and he shouted at Sha Jin: "Silly bird, where is the front?" Looking at Wu Gan's strange eyes, he smiled embarrassedly: "This sea is boundless, as long as the general direction is good, feel free to go." ”

"In seven or eight days, we'll be in the sea of blood." Sha Jin waved the horns above his head and said loudly.

As soon as he heard the name, Wu Yan frowned, this was obviously not a good place to go.

"Sea of blood, then you have to prepare tribute in advance, otherwise, that place is very evil, and you will often encounter strange things." Ran Peng's expression became serious.

Seeing Wu Gen and Yang Zheng's puzzled expressions, he quickly explained, "The Sea of Blood is a sea area that stretches and I don't know how far away, and it is named because the sea water is red. The Cult and the Shepherds fought several major naval battles here, with heavy casualties on both sides, and the bottom of the sea was littered with shipwrecks and human bones. Sometimes, the spirits of the undead can be seen in procession on the sea.

When we arrive at this place, we must follow a fixed route, otherwise we may touch the remaining formation of the sunken ship and sink our ship. When you come to this place, you must scatter sacrifices, light paper lamps, and do not covet the goods of these sunken ships, or you will have to go down and accompany them. ”

"Could it be that the cult or the shepherds did not try to clear the hidden danger here, but let it lie in between." Wu Yan was a little strange, if the sea of blood was a necessary place for the two, why would these two powerhouses allow such an existence.

"It's clear, why haven't you cleared it, but you can't clear it." Ran Peng put down the wine bowl in his hand, "This place is somehow, if you don't have any ill will towards it, give some filial piety, and the ships will not be a big deal."

But if you try to deal with them, something bad will happen, and many people will lose their minds, kill each other, or jump into the sea and die. There will also be winds and waves at sea that will sink the ship. It is said that the bottom of the sea here is a place of darkness, and countless yin spirits have gathered, disturbing their tranquility, and they will be punished. ”

Yang Zheng interjected at this time: "I have heard what Ran Peng said, when I was in the Holy Mountain, I saw a record that about thirty years ago, the Divine Sect sent a fleet here, thinking about salvaging the corpses of the soldiers who died here, and also prepared a lot of means to exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil.

At first, it was going well, but one day the waves were raging, and countless Yin soldiers appeared from the bottom of the sea and attacked the fleet, and although the people of the Divine Cult tried their best, they still couldn't stop the attack.

In the end, only one ship escaped. However, the people on the ship also died of madness. At this point, the Divine Cult had never sent anyone to the Sea of Blood, so it could only be resigned. ”

After listening to the words of the two, Wu Yan knew the reason for Xiao Ba's abnormality, and it was estimated that he sensed the breath of the sea of blood in advance. His face couldn't help but be a little ugly, as a soul master, he was not afraid if he encountered one or two ghosts.

But according to what Ran Peng and Yang Zheng said, there are more than one or two here, there is enough army here, no matter how strong the soul master is, he doesn't dare to say that he is fighting against so many Yin Souls.

As the boat continued to move on for a few days, the color of the sea gradually changed, and the blue was mixed with some red. This also means that the sea of blood is coming.

"Here, hang this on your body." Ran Peng handed over two claw-shaped things and tied them to the red rope, "This is the claw of the Yin Mouse, cut it down and hang it on the body to ward off evil spirits."

Yin rats live in graves all year round, often digging up bones with their claws, and are contaminated with a lot of yin energy. The so-called extremes of things must be opposed, and the claws of the yin rat that has lived for more than ten years have become a sharp weapon to drive away evil spirits.

In this sea of blood, it is inevitable to encounter some unclean things, and this can at least drive away some guys with shallow cultivation, which is also a necessary talisman for traveling to and from Kuntianzhou. ”

Ran Peng had a talisman attached to his chest, and the claws of a yin rat were also hung around his neck, and he took out a tightly wrapped leather bag as he spoke. Gently opened the skin, a foul smell came to his nose, not to mention how sour this feeling was, Wu Yan suddenly thought of the stinky egg.

When I opened the skin, there was a black thing, shaped like an ink ingot, and the smell emanated from it.

Seeing Wu Gan's expression, Ran Peng explained with a wicked smile, "This is Lan Mud, don't look at it stinks, but it's a good thing to save your life." When you enter the sea of blood, because of the heavy yin qi, it is easy to lose your mind. With this thing by your side, you can keep your mind awake so that you don't have to do things that you can't bear to say. ”

Wu Yan hung the claws of the yin rat around his neck, pinched his nose and hung the leather bag containing the blue mud around his waist, and carried the talisman on his body.

Listening to people's persuasion and eating well, Ran Peng and they often walked on this route, and these methods must have been gradually summed up after painful lessons again and again.

Soon, the ship became stinky, and everyone was covered with damp cloths to ward off the ubiquitous stench. According to Ran Peng's instructions, he entered the sea of blood, and the ship was not allowed to make noisy noises, and even spoke quietly.

The color of the sea water became more and more red, and the red waves crashed against the hull, and even the boat was dyed a little discolored, which looked shocking. In the red water, from time to time, black shadows float by, with strange shapes, drifting with the waves in the water.

From time to time, some shadows would come close to the surface of the sea, and it could be seen that they were the wreckage of ships, which were already full of holes, with large holes in the decks, tattered cabins, and some with tattered sails.

These are all warships left over from the Great War, but together with their owners, they remain forever on this vast sea of blood.

The people on the boat were a little nervous, and Ran Peng ran to the bow of the boat, looking nervously at the sea ahead, for fear of hitting these irregularity wrecks. The rich smell of blood wafted in, and it made people feel irritated. Fortunately, the ubiquitous smell of blue mud on the ship counteracted it, and it was able to suppress that crazy impulse.

The boat moved much slower, and Ran Peng commanded the crew, throwing some steamed buns and dried meat into the sea from time to time, and putting down paper boats one by one to sacrifice the souls of the dead in battle. Maybe it was the sacrifice that played a role, and along the way, except for the terrible red, there was no other abnormal movement.

After three days of sailing in the sea of blood, everything was safe, except for the sound of the wind, the sea was very quiet, and not even a single fish was seen. After a long time, the people on the boat relaxed a little, and the dull atmosphere eased somewhat. There were more people walking around the deck, and some even leaned on the side of the ship, looking at the wreckage that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Yang was sitting in the stern of the boat, fiddling with the mirror with Chock. This mirror was given by Zhu Buzhan when he was leaving, and it can absorb the light. Since Wu Gen didn't know how to teach divine magic, he handed it over to Yang Zheng for safekeeping when he entered Tianyuan Continent, so that if he met someone from the Divine Sect, he would have a means to deal with it.

These days there is nothing to do, Yang Zheng takes out the mirror from time to time, wanting to find out the purpose of the mirror. After all, it's just a shield against the sun, and it's really a bit overkill.

A huge shadow appeared in the seawater, and needless to say, it was another shipwreck. The people on the boat were no longer surprised, but they were careful to avoid it.

Yang Zheng suddenly felt that the light control mirror in his hand was a little hot, and a misty white light was emitted on the mirror. At the same time, the wreck moved faster, and floated straight towards the ship on which it was sitting. The shape of this ship is very different from that of Tian Yuan Continent, and it is obviously a herdsman's warship.

Hey, what's going on, Yang Zheng patted the light control mirror, I don't know why this mirror doesn't rush automatically. Suddenly, a white light shot out from the light control mirror, which hit the wreck directly.

The white light passed through the sea and hit the wreck, leaving a large hole in the hull. The ship had been adrift underwater for many years, and its hull had already decayed, and it was attacked by white light, and a large piece of the hull suddenly collapsed. There was a rumbling sound in the water, and a thin wave stirred up on the surface of the sea.

The sound is not loud, but in this silent sea, it is like thunder, which can't help but make people's hearts beat. Yang Zheng's face turned pale, and he quickly took back the light control mirror and looked out nervously.

The people on the boat also looked at each other, running to the side of the ship to observe the movement of the sea. The noise faded away, and the sea was calm again, except for a few more scattered planks.

Fortunately, there was no trouble in the end, Yang Zheng patted his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when everyone thought they had survived the catastrophe safely, there was a sudden change on the calm sea, and the sea water kept rolling. Immediately afterward, where the wreck disappeared, shadows reappeared.

One, two...... The shadows soon increased, and a large area of black pressure appeared in the sea behind the ship.

With a bang, the surface of the water suddenly broke, and a tattered wreck jumped out of the water, and the red sea water flowed down from the hull, stirring up countless waves.

Before everyone could react, there was a sound on the sea, and one after another sunken ships appeared, so that a layer of mist was formed on the sea. The shipwreck drove silently, surrounding Wu Gan's ship.

"Set sail and run." Ran Peng didn't care about the taboo of not being allowed to make loud noises at this time, and shouted at the sailors. These ships obviously have bad intentions, and if they collide, they are expected to be one of them soon.

The sails were raised, and even the formation on the ship was activated, and the ship accelerated forward, trying to distance itself from the sunken ships.

The noise of the sea grew louder and louder, and the sound was heard far away. At the same time, more and more shipwrecks appeared on the surface of the sea, not only in the direction of the stern, but in all directions, forming a huge encirclement.