Scorpion and Feng Xiao stood quietly on the deck, looking at the approaching ghost ship in front of them with solemn expressions. The ghost ship rushed towards them unhindered by wave after wave of waves that were seven stories high!

The ghost ship was pitch black, and only the broken mast and hull could be faintly seen, and the tattered black cloth banners hanging from the mast were whirling and swaying in the wind. Several bolts of lightning slashed across the ghost ship's head, and the sky seemed to have been struck by the lightning. With the flash of lightning in the white light, it seemed that countless shadowy figures could be seen on the ghost ship. But after the lightning passed, the deck was empty!

The hull of the ship was violently shaken by the huge waves, and the scorpion and Feng Xiao clung to the mast tightly.

Feng Xiao pushed aside the messy bangs on his forehead, and said with palpitations: "Fortunately, we didn't agree to those mortal boatmen on board, otherwise our sins would have been great." ”

Feng Xiao's voice was swallowed up by the loud sound of the wind and the waves, and the scorpion could only see what he was talking but did not know what he was talking about. The scorpion had to frown and replied, "It's a big deal, let's fight with them!"

Several more seven-story waves rolled in one after another, and the wind, rain and waves had already wet their bodies. Immediately afterwards, the hull of the ship shook violently from side to side several times, and it almost rolled on its side in the sea. A large amount of sea roared up the deck, into the holds, and the whole ship sank again.

Seeing this, the scorpion shouted to Feng Xiao: "We can't wait, if we do this the ship will sink!"

Feng Xiao understood the shape of his mouth and nodded.

The two of them stood still in perfect understanding, their hands pinched their chests, their lips moved, and they saw that their fingertips were glowing with a faint blue and red light, and the light gradually expanded, and finally formed two layers of light, covering their ship steadily in such light.

In such an enchantment, the hull of the ship finally stopped shaking and gradually stabilized. Scorpion and Feng Xiao had just gasped for breath, but they saw that the ghost ship was close in front of them. The barrier they had set up could block the winds, rainstorms, waves, and lightning of nature, but it could not stop the ghost ships of the Netherworld sentinels.

The two of them supported the barrier while hiding their bodies and breath.

At this moment, the ghost ship passed through the two layers of barrier without hindrance, and crashed into their ship with a "bang". The boat shook violently, and I saw a huge wooden plank of about 20 square meters on the ghost ship, connecting the two ships. I only heard the sound of "rattling" and "rattling" from the wooden board, as if someone was constantly passing by, but I couldn't see any figure on it.

Feng Xiao and the two of them held their breath and cautiously kept looking around. The invisible enemy is the most terrible, because they have to endure constant psychological torture. After about ten minutes of mental torture, the sound of footsteps on the planks finally took shape on their deck.

I saw a group of figures gradually appearing on the deck, they stood in an extremely neat formation, as if they were copied, all of them were wearing shabby armor of unknown dynasties and generations, and they all had a pale face that was unremarkable and unremarkable at a glance, and there was no expression on their faces, and there was no shadow behind them. At this time, the ship was quiet, and the scorpion and Feng Xiao could only hear their heartbeats like drums, presumably these figures were the dead souls and undead on the ghost ship.

After some time, the dead spirits and undead seemed to be instructed, and they scattered and began to patrol the ship, looking for the breath of the living.

I hope that Wei Qing in the cab and they can be safe and sound.

At this time, Wei Qing, who didn't know what was happening behind her, suddenly heard someone behind her calling her: "Wei Qing?"

She subconsciously thought of Long Zheng, and was about to turn her head but immediately reacted, no, this voice is not Long Zheng's! Long Zheng's voice is deeper and more substantial, but the voice just now is fluttering, as if it has been squeezed by someone in his throat.

Seeing that no one answered, the voice came faintly from all directions: "Wei Qing, Wei Qing"

Wei Qing bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were firmly fixed on the compass, and she didn't dare to slack off.

"Wei Qing, Wei Qing" seemed to hide a weird smile in his voice.

This voice seems to have a seductive effect, Wei Qing's head is swollen by this voice, and her heart rises again and again and turns her head in response.

Gradually, she was distracted by the sound. Wei Qing's weak willpower and strong external interference are doing a hard struggle. Long Zheng behind her noticed that something was not quite right with her at the moment. I saw her trembling all over, her eyes were dilated, layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she was panting heavily, like a person on the verge of drowning, making a final struggle.

What's wrong with her? Could it be that these dead souls have discovered her? Long Zheng's eyes were cold, for Wei Qing's sake, he didn't mind risking the curse of heaven and using an artifact to fight with this group of dead souls and undead.

When he reached out and clenched the hilt of the sword behind him, he saw a dazzling white light shining on Wei Qing's neck. The dead souls who were still in the cockpit immediately turned to face Wei Qing, attracted by this white light, and walked towards Wei Qing lightly. Long Zheng was stunned for a moment, he quickly walked to Wei Qing's side, showed his figure, and ripped off the glowing necklace around Wei Qing's neck. He looked at it, and it turned out to be it!

Without going to explore how this thing appeared on Wei Qing's body, Wei Qing, who was already unconscious, was placed in the corner, he clenched the long sword behind his back, turned around quickly, and stared at the oncoming dead soul with a piercing gaze......

Suddenly, the scorpion on deck felt a tremendous force crash against the barrier that shrouded the outside of the ship. His body flickered, his stomach churned, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Correspondingly, the outermost blue barrier of the hull also cracked a gap.

Feng Xiao immediately held the scorpion and said with concern, "Are you okay?"

The scorpion shook his head. He looked at the crack where the enchantment had cracked, the impact force just now could actually destroy his enchantment, it was really a house leak and it was raining, there must be some dangerous thing such as a sea monster in this sea. It seems that it will not work without a fight.

He habitually patted the hands of Feng Xiao who were holding him on his arms: "The hull of the boat depends on you, you must resist it." ”

Feng Xiao understood his intentions, and although he couldn't help worrying in his heart, he still nodded: "You be careful." ”

The scorpion looked at him deeply, then turned and plunged headlong into the sea.

Feng Xiao followed to the edge of the boat, only to see the shadow of a long, winding dragon in the dark sea, disappearing into the deep sea.