Every shovel drop is just right, peeling off the dirt without hurting the gray trees underneath.

Finally, the soil was dug up by Yebai, and Pan Le Tiancai finally saw the situation under the sapling.

A gray-white tree trunk appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the small sapling that had grown at one end of the trunk was actually the tender branch of this dead tree that had sprouted again.

Before Pan Letian could ask, Yebai had already pointed like a knife, and pulled out a square groove on this section of dead wood, which looked like a canoe from a distance.

"Brother Night, you don't want to take a boat like this to the Death Sanctuary." Pan Lotian looked at the ships made of the huge Dead Sea Trees of the major sects in the distance, and then looked at the dead wood boat in front of him that couldn't even be called a boat. For a while, he couldn't help but be a little suspicious of Yebai's decision, such a small boat would be completely overturned by the waves as soon as it went to sea, right?

You must know that there is also a unique corrosive aura in the sky over the Dead Sea, and no matter how powerful the monk is, he will not be able to fly over the Dead Sea for a long time, and if he loses the ship made by the Dead Sea Tree, he may really end up with a dead end.

In the distance, the fleets of the major sects were ready to set sail, and the huge black ships were like giant beasts in the deep sea, slowly heading towards the depths of the Dead Sea. Countless monks of the Great Sect stood around the ship, casting spells to maintain the stability of the ship. No matter how fierce the waves around them were, their ships could still move smoothly.

Yebai lifted the small wooden boat, put him into the sea, and beckoned Pan Lotian and the pheasant to board with him.

Seeing this scene, many monks who did not dare to get on the boat in the end laughed as if they had seen a madman: "Look, those two people over there must not want to go to sea with that little wooden boat, right?" Hahaha, this is probably the funniest thing I've ever seen in my life. ”

"I seem to know one of them, it seems to be Pan Letian, who is said to have killed the deputy sect master of the Backing Mountain Sect not long ago, probably because he was afraid that he would be waiting for revenge by the Backing Mountain Sect after boarding the ship, so he didn't dare to take the ship of those big sects."

"Not long ago, I saw them secretly digging something over there, and I thought they had found some treasure, but I didn't expect that they just dug up such a piece of rotten wood, and they actually wanted to use this piece of wood to go to sea."

Although they were frightened by the Dead Sea, it did not prevent them from standing in the distance and taunting the two of them who wanted to go to sea. In their opinion, going to sea in such a small wooden boat is almost no different from looking for death.

Pan Letian hesitated again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and boarded Yebai's small wooden boat, since he chose to follow Yebai, then he had to believe Yebai to the end, even if Yebai's actions seemed so unreasonable at the moment, he also decided to accompany Yebai to go crazy once.

Yebai was still indifferent, he picked up the crimson liquid on the ground, wrote the word "sheng" in the palm of Pan Letian's hand, and then grabbed the pheasant that was shouting and unwilling to board the boat, and also wrote a new word on its wings.

Then he jumped up and boarded the boat, but there were no sails or oars, but the boat drifted slowly and leisurely towards the depths of the Dead Sea.

Seeing that Yebai and a few people were really driving a small wooden boat towards the depths of the Dead Sea, some of the people around who had not opened their mouths to mock couldn't help but shake their heads, secretly sighing that these young people didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and they didn't understand how terrifying the Dead Sea was, so they even wanted to use such a small wooden boat to go to sea.

When the ships of the major sects penetrated deep into the Dead Sea, they realized how terrifying this sea area known as the Forbidden Land of Death was.

After last night's Dead Sea riots, a thick black mist rose from the sea, these black mist had a strong corrosive effect, and after touching the monk's body, it would begin to devour rapidly, and some of the weaker cultivators even heard the sound of their own body.

The black mist was so pervasive that even if they hid in the depths of the ship, it would still be useless. And what is even more terrifying is that when they used the true qi of their whole body to resist, they found that once the true qi encountered these black mist, it was like ice and snow encountering hot oil, and it was rapidly melting.

At this moment, countless people began to regret that almost all the true qi on the Dead Sea was polluted, and when the true qi could not be replenished, the true qi in the body was reduced for every little bit used.

However, no one knows how far away the Death Sanctuary is, so they can only pray that the true qi in their body can last until the moment they reach the Death Sanctuary, and if they exhaust all their true qi before they arrive, then they will only wait for death.

Thundered

A huge wave crashed, and the black ship began to shake violently under the force.

"The people who stabilize the ship will not be able to withstand it, you guys, hurry over and take their place."

"The mask blocking the sea is broken, and someone will fill the vacant position."

As the shouts of the major sects came, some scattered cultivators understood why these major sects were willing to take them.

Originally, it was extremely difficult for them to resist this black mist, and now they had to be responsible for the stability of the big ship and the work of resisting the sea, which undoubtedly pushed them further into the abyss of death.

Many began to regret it, but to no avail, for at the moment they were all grasshoppers in the same boat, and if the ship capsized, they would all die in the dark waters. Moreover, the disciples of the major sects were watching from the sidelines, if they dared to resist, it was estimated that the butcher's knife would fall on their heads in the next moment.

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On the other side, the boats float in the Dead Sea, as if they could be easily overturned by any wave. However, whenever the tide swept in, the small sapling in front of the small wooden boat would emit a soft green light, which actually isolated the water of the Dead Sea, which everyone on the continent talked about.

At the same time, the words that Yebai had written in the palms of their hands with red liquid at first began to glow, and the light merged with the green light emitted by the small saplings, blocking out the black mist that had invaded all around them.

Pan Letian gradually relaxed after the initial worry, looking at Yebai sitting on the bow of the ship with his eyes closed, still so light and light, not at all worried about the Dead Sea around him, which could easily take their lives, as if everything was under his control.

Pan Letian only felt that he was becoming more and more unable to see through this young man who seemed to be much younger than himself. It seemed that no matter what the difficulties were, they would be easily solved in front of him.