Chapter 119: Underwater
The already dark sky was stirred even more terrifying by the madness of the Moran octopus, and sometimes it was accompanied by lightning flashing.
A group of people who have their own careful thoughts in their hearts stand together to fight.
Chu Jing's face was not very good, the golden spiritual power of the long sword in his hand was surging, and the Molan octopus seemed to hold a grudge against Chu Jing and Wen Youwen, who had cut off a few of its tentacles, and greeted the two of them emphatically.
Fu Ge swung away with a sword, and the huge tentacles of the Molan octopus were blocked.
"Ah Jing, this Molan octopus is burning its own essence and blood!"
The golden spiritual power in Chu Jing's dantian was circling wildly, and the movements in his hands were faster and faster every time.
"Watch around! Beware of it Jindan self-destructing! ”
Fu Ge nodded and leaned back to back with Chu Jing.
Wen Youwen and the boatmen were also not far away to fight the tentacles of the Meran octopus.
Because of the large number of people, even though the Molan octopus is burning with essence blood, it is still moving more and more slowly.
Seeing that everyone was about to win, suddenly a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea where the ship was located, and the whirlpool quickly expanded larger and larger.
In just a few breaths, the whole sea becomes a huge whirlpool, and the sea ship is like a flat boat on the sea.
Wobbly in the whirlpool of huge waves.
The group of people hiding on the splint only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and the group of people staggered around, trying to stabilize their figures.
"Bang!"
The sea ships were pierced, split in two in an instant, and sank into the sea one after another under the suction force of the whirlpool.
Before Shen Qing could stabilize his body, he was overturned.
A cold touch followed.
The sea water rushed over first, and after Shen Qing choked on a mouthful of water, he quickly held his breath.
The suction on the bottom of the sea is getting bigger and bigger, and together with the sediment on the bottom of the sea, Shen Qingyi can't break free from the suction at all.
However, because of his own water spirit root, Shen Qingyi was still stronger than too many monks underwater.
Because it is a shallow sea, there is still some light on the bottom of the sea, so it will not be dark.
The boatmen looked at the sea ship that had fallen to the bottom of the sea and a group of low-ranking monks, and couldn't help but look at Wen Youqing.
"Captain, do you want to save the monks who fell overboard?"
They received the spirit stones of those people, and they had the responsibility to protect the safety of those monks without endangering their own lives.
The Moran octopus was still frantically sweeping the monks around it, and the monks who could fly with the sword were already flying in the air, but they could still feel the suction from the bottom of the sea.
Wen Youwen asked, his eyebrows raised.
"Save people first!"
After all, they rely on walking in this sea area to eat, and some credibility must be there, otherwise how many monks will dare to take their sea ships in the future.
Moreover, most of the people who walked on the merchant ships were low-level monks.
Those high-level monks, some have their own magic weapons, and some have strength.
Although the low-level monks did not give as many spirit stones as those high-level monks, they could not bear the large amount, and over time, they naturally formed a lot of income.
"Yes!"
Wen Youwen asked some of the boatmen behind him to jump into the water.
Shen Qing felt a suction force coming from the bottom of the sea.
This suction is different from the suction of a whirlpool, and is more like an energy absorption.
She clearly felt that the suction seemed to want to absorb the spiritual power in her body, but it couldn't directly skip her body and absorb the spiritual power in her body.
It's just that when that longing became stronger and stronger, the suction force actually pulled her straight over.