Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Cry of the Ghost Tide

"Ahh

Xu Wei and Ning Jiujiu both screamed.

The two unconsciously leaned into the crowd.

The black rain and the broken corpses were mixed together, and the black pressure burst down, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The corpses were of various shapes, but all of them were in tatters, and there was a strong smell of decay, many of the muscles were dripping with black pus, and the bones were exposed and rough and corroded.

Several heads fell to the ground, some had hollow eye sockets and missing eyeballs, some had crooked mouths, rotten tongues, and a mouthful of black pus, and some of their heads were directly exploded, and their brains were mixed with blood and black fluid.

Ning Jiujiu's throat surged, his face was extremely pale, and the picture in front of him was really creepy and disgusting.

followed by Xu Wei, who has experienced infatuation and flesh Gu, and her ability to carry nausea has increased exponentially.

Everyone else is fine, especially Xie Huan and Zhao Feng, who basically have no expression except for their solemn eyes.

"It's from the Five Factions Alliance."

Luo Furong said in a deep voice.

It was easily recognizable from the costumes of the shredded corpses.

"It's the Ghost Tide's Cry."

Zhao Feng said suddenly, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked.

Xie Huan immediately thought of the description of these four words in the sea chronicles, which was a natural disaster that also floated on the sea, and unlike Lei Ze, this kind of natural disaster was not unique to the fifty-four sea areas.

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "This kind of natural disaster is formed in the depths of the ocean, a strange phenomenon called the ghost tide, which absorbs the souls of a large number of dead creatures and cannot rest in peace, so that the pain and resentment will rise to the sea surface with the tide, causing a strong dark air flow and black rain. ”

Lu Ran said with an ugly face: "However, I have also heard that this black rain is transformed by the soul of injustice. ”

The dark clouds in the sky were even lower, as if countless souls were wailing, struggling, and crying in pain, and the wind swept the black rain, and the lightning and thunder continued to strike down.

The aura layer around everyone was immediately compressed by a few points, and everyone felt that the energy of this black rain was getting stronger.

Xie Huan took out the oil-paper umbrella, flew out of his hand, and unfolded in the air, the glow shot out, blended into the aura layer, and became dazzling.

Everyone seemed to be shrouded in a layer of colorful clouds, and the pressure was immediately greatly reduced.

Xie Huan stared at the fallen corpses for a while, and said, "These people have just died, which means that the people of the Five Factions Alliance are indeed around here. ”

The minced meat seemed to be badly corroded by the black rain, but it was still tender and vibrant in many places.

Suddenly, a huge object appeared in the black rain and struck down.

It turned out to be a spirit boat.

It was dark and devoid of life.

The blue light flashed in Luo Furong's hand, and Zhan Ge shot into the black rain, and with a "boom", the spirit boat was split in half and each of them flew away.

Zhan Ge flew around and came back.

Luo Furong took it in front of her palm, and saw that Zhan Ge was all right, so she gently grabbed it and put it into the storage artifact.

At this moment, in addition to the broken corpses in the black rain, there are also many magic weapons, and even spirit stones falling.

"Could it be that these people were shipwrecked at sea?"

Xu Wei asked in surprise.

The glow began to weaken, and some of them couldn't resist the black rain, and the aura layer shrank a few more times, and the oil-paper umbrella swirled above everyone, floating non-stop.

Moreover, the black rain can also corrode the aura, and everyone felt that the loss of aura in the body was accelerating.

Xie Huan frowned slightly: "This rain ...... It's not going to go all the time, is it? ”

This ghostly cry doesn't seem to be that terrifying, but if it lasts for a long time......

Suddenly, in the distant sky, a purple light rushed up from the island, and then straight into the clouds, spreading gently.

"It's a signal! Could it be Zhou Zixing? ”

Luo Furong looked into the distance and said in surprise.

"Let's go!"

Xie Huan made a quick decision.

I don't know when this rain will stop, the whole thing is full of weirdness, and the natural disaster is also like rushing to the market, a few days ago, there was a strange domain of Lei Ze on Tianlei Island, and now there is a ghost tide cry on Baoguang Island, if it is a coincidence, it is too much of a coincidence.

Now that you have a goal, let's go and see it first.

He deliberately came four days late, even if there was a pit, he should have been trampled on by the people of the Five Factions Alliance, as evidenced by the broken corpses and broken ships in the black rain.

Xie Huan continued to levitate the oil-paper umbrella in the air, resisting the black rain for everyone.

But as soon as I took action, I immediately found that something was wrong, this black rain could not only corrode the aura, but the space seemed to become viscous, making it extremely laborious and difficult to move.

"It's not easy."

Xie Huan said: "At this speed, walking to the place where the signal appeared just now, I'm afraid it will take a few days, everyone separates and protects themselves with spiritual power, such a large-scale gathering of spirits will be half the effort." ”

After saying that, he took the oil-paper umbrella.

The black rain poured down, mixed with blood and a large number of inexplicable things, in addition to the broken corpses of people, there were also the corpses of many sea creatures.

Everyone hurriedly pinched the trick and used their spiritual power to form a barrier at a distance of three feet around them.

Walking in the black rain like this, although still difficult, is much better than walking in a group.

Everyone walked for most of the day, and the mana consumption was extremely high, but they were not halfway there.

Ning Jiujiu and Han Wenshan were in the worst state, the two of them were the latest to break through to the late stage of qi refining, and their strength was weak, followed by the two pirates in the late stage of qi refining, both of whom began to turn pale and pant a little.

"Damn, why does this rain seem to be deliberately aimed at us?"

Zhao Shuifan looked up at the sky from time to time, it was still dark rain, dark clouds, and there was no sign of dissipation.

"Why do I think it's raining harder, it's like thick ink all around, and the visible range seems to be even greater?" Xu Wei said with some uncertainty.

As soon as she said this, everyone immediately felt that it was indeed darker, and it rolled in the air like thick ink.

Suddenly, the black rain seemed to stagnate, and several thick inks in the air turned into spear-like shapes, and suddenly flew down in the rain.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Luo Furong exclaimed, waved her hand and brought up a piece of spiritual light, turning into a palm and slapping it.

Everyone took action.

Zhao Shuifan was shocked: "Could it be that this ghost tide cry also has spiritual wisdom?" ”

The spears gathered by the black rain were exactly eleven handles, and each of them locked on one person.

"Bang! Boom! ——”

Under the attack of everyone, the black rain spear exploded one after another, leaving only Xie Huan, Han Wenshan and Ning Jiujiu.

Xie Huan stared at the void with his back up, letting the spear fall, and did not move.

Luo Furong exclaimed: "Brother Huan! ”

Xie Huan glanced back at her, suddenly stretched out the oil-paper umbrella, and with a "boom", the spear hit the umbrella cover, and was shattered by the glow.

The oil-paper umbrella turned in the air, and Xie Huan's figure disappeared suddenly.

Han Wenshan and Ning Jiujiu also picked up the jade ruler and the big sword respectively and slashed into the air.

"Bang!"

The black spear in front of Han Wenshan was shattered with a single blow.

And the moment Ning Jiujiu's big sword touched the black spear, she was shocked, only to feel that an incomparable force surged down, instantly swallowing her sword, and the whole world turned into darkness, stepping into the coffin with one foot.

Suddenly, a burning sensation came from behind him, instantly dispelling the coldness of death, and the surroundings were illuminated.

"Boom!"

Xie Huan appeared behind Ning Jiujiu, and the Nether Ghost Fire turned into a huge ball of light, blocking the terrifying blow of the black spear.

The black rain and green fire instantly intertwined, and the terrifying elemental coercion rushed in all directions.

Xie Huan grabbed Ning Jiujiu's shoulder again and lifted her behind him.

His entire body was instantly swallowed up by the aftermath of the elements, and a huge amount of energy exploded.

Everyone's eyes widened in horror.

This force is several times stronger than the force that struck them.

"How so?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Xie Huan!"

Ning Jiujiu shouted, grabbing the big sword and wanting to rush forward, but the aftermath of that energy was stirring, and he couldn't get close at all.

At this moment, a sword qi entangled in flames rose into the sky, splitting the aftermath of that energy, and the green flames spread in all directions, forming a sea of fire.

Xie Huan stood in the center, wearing battle armor, divine light surged all over his body, all his power poured into the Starfire Sword, and he slashed towards the sky with a loud shout.

The air around them seemed to be evacuated in an instant, and everyone felt a sense of oppression.

A sword enveloped the fire dragon, soaring into the air, rushing towards the dark rain and dark clouds.

"Boom!"

The sky immediately burned, a large black rain evaporated, and the sword light went straight into the clouds, cutting a huge crack in the cry of the ghost tide.

Everyone was dumbfounded, could a natural disaster still be split apart?

"Boom", the crack is getting bigger and bigger, and a large number of flames shine and burn in the air like starlight, constantly engulfing the black rain and dark clouds.

The sky began to brighten, and the clouds opened to see the sun, as if a rainbow was shining down.

Even Zhao Feng, who was crisscrossing the sea, opened his mouth wide at this moment, looked at the sky in disbelief, and looked at the man with the sword.

Xie Huan put away the sword, looked around and said, "It's okay for the time being." ”

"Xie Huan."

Ning Jiujiu was stunned, supporting his body with his sword, his face full of gratitude.

Xu Wei swallowed: "How do you know that there is a problem with that blow?" ”

"Because the surging black rain energy is extremely strong, and those that shoot down are extremely weak, there must be a problem."

Xie Huan's eyes flashed, he looked to the sky, looked at the place where the signal appeared in the distance, and said in a condensed voice: "This ghost tide cry is controlled by someone. ”

As soon as this remark came out, they were all taken aback.

Xie Huan explained: "Knowing that a false move, hitting the weakest with strength, this is no longer a spiritual intelligence, but insidious, and can be split by my sword, what kind of natural disaster is it?" ”

"Who's manipulating that?"

Luo Furong's face was ugly and said, "If it's a member of the Five Factions Alliance, what's going on with those broken corpses?" If it's Zhou Zixing, why do you want to attack us? ”

"The answer is up to us."

Xie Huan sneered: "I also want to know, what is behind the chess of Yue Hexu?" ”

With that, the eleven continued to run towards that goal.

Without the black rain obstructing it, it immediately became lighter.

Soon they came to a huge mountain range, which was like the backbone of an entire island, running across it.

In the middle of the mountain range, it is cut off by a huge stone monument, towering into the sky.

The stele was pale and cold, like a mountain wall cut by a knife and an axe, covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, shining in the sunlight with a silvery white light, in stark contrast to the dry yellow stone of the mountain.

There is only one shift today. The state and routine have been really bad recently, and I will adjust as soon as possible.

(End of chapter)