Chapter 321: The Tide of Beacon Smoke

The dry cicada Taoist said helplessly: "It's really old and immortal." ”

The wrinkled old man was still full of smiles, "Thank you for the compliment, I have lived for more than four hundred years, and I have long seen through life and death, I hope that I will die when I am old." ”

"However, let me remind you, young people don't have to be too vigorous yet, otherwise you will be the first to die when you reach the ninth floor. He smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The dry cicada Taoist stood by the boat, no longer talking to him, but looked at the fog in the distance, in the mountains and seas, it is very normal to see the clouds and mist rising from the sea, but there are tentacles swinging in the fog in front of him.

Li Shuishan looked at the old man and became interested, because his eyes had an unpredictable feeling, and when the old man noticed that someone was looking at him, he smiled and lowered his head, like a little girl was shy.

Rotten bamboo pan sat on the side of the boat, next to Li Shuishan began to meditate on luck, his tricks and tricks are indeed very ancient and extraordinary, which attracted the attention of the old man.

The steaming heat surged beside Rotten Bamboo, and there was a rotating roulette wheel floating back and forth behind him, as if a pair of hands were raised after being suppressed, he opened his eyes suddenly, took a breath, and the clothes on his upper body burned instantly, turning into ashes in a moment, and a golden text appeared on his bare body.

"One Cultivation Sect Tantric Method!" The old man's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Xiaoyou is a cultivator of the First Cultivation Sect?"

Rotten bamboo immersed in meditation, naturally will not be distracted to answer the old man's words, Li Shuishan saw very clearly, his right arm tattooed with the word "one repair", on the back there is a swimming ancient bronze dragon, open a cylinder mouth, the eyes are protruding from the side but like yellow paper, the whole body exudes a leisurely simplicity.

There are dense runes on his chest, as well as portraits of old men meditating, as the mantras in his mouth continue to float, it seems to be colluding with the spiritual rhyme of the portraits, the heat is even more ferocious, and the whole person is like a fire, bubbling with red light.

Li Shuishan watched for a long time, but he couldn't help him, so he put away his lotus leaves and began to meditate.

He meditated in a casual way, and the wrinkled old man glanced at him inadvertently and stopped looking.

On the other hand, he squinted at the praise that he kept smacking his lips, it was really good, it was really good, but it made the people of the dry cicada more and more annoying, and he couldn't wait to drive this old man off the boat.

Once on the ship, you can't get off the ship, this is also the rule set by the Silver Armor Death, but he won't say that this ship will not stop until it reaches the ninth and eighth floors. Therefore, when someone wants to get off the ship, they must pay a certain amount of spirit stones or treasures.

Only when he is satisfied can he go down.

The mountain patterns printed on Li Shuishan's body had already begun to degenerate, becoming twisted purple lines, making a branch for the spread of purple intent, so that they could gather and grow here, so he knew that this red female three methods could not be used in too much of a hurry, so he sighed and chose to study other second techniques.

In front of the boat, a fish jumped, and the belly of the fish was bloody, and a monk suddenly rushed over, his eyes blood-red, and he roared frantically, "I want to get on the boat, I want to get on the boat." ”

Behind them, a dozen monks dressed in tatters like old men, scrawny as wood, roaring in the distance, holding long knives in their hands, as if stained by fire, a strong murderous aura burst out in the swing, automatically looking for hostile people.

The monk who was being chased and killed jumped onto the boat, his eyes frantically patrolled, and he knelt in front of the silver-armored god of death, "Senior god of death, please take my life, they kill innocents indiscriminately and rob people of treasures." They were so greedy that they didn't know what rumors they had heard, and they looked around for men with black moles on their eyebrows. ”

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper was expressionless, as if he was not interested in his prayers, he continued to control the big ship forward, and the dozen or so chasing monks stopped at the side of the boat, clasped their fists and said: "Death Senior, we are looking for a man with a black mole on his eyebrows, he killed the three disciples of our sect, and also dug out their hearts as medicine primers, it is really an unforgivable sin." He happened to be in your ship, and I found him and took him away. ”

The monk who was being chased hid in the corner of the cabin, curled up with the wrinkled old man, and kept begging: "Senior, help me." I was really forced to do it, or I wouldn't have killed all three of them by mistake. As for taking the heart as a medicine primer, it's pure falsehood, and I really haven't done it. ”

The wrinkled old man shook his head and hummed a little song: "Little friend, how can you save you with my cheap bones? I don't have any flesh on my body, and I'm afraid that I will be killed by a punch if I go, don't come to implicate me, go quickly! Everyone has his own life." ”

The monk who was being chased covered his head in pain, and the dry cicada Taoist also looked into the distance, not affected by the dozen or so people who got on the boat, Li Shuishan opened his eyes and ended his meditation.

Before getting on the boat, those dozen or so people already knew this rule that belonged to the Silver Armor Grim Reaper, and they couldn't fight and kill on the ship.

So they found the monk and dragged him out in a hurry, watching with a merciless look on his face.

But the moment he left the ship, the monk who was being carried away changed his face and said with a terrifying expression: "Ruthless, they are all ruthless people, don't blame me for killing you." ”

His momentum changed suddenly, he opened his bloody mouth to the monk who drew a knife beside him, and swallowed a human head in one gulp, the body of the person outside was scattered like a piece of paper, and the fat sea opened one eye curiously to look outside, and held his palm tremblingly in fright.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. ”

Li Shuishan looked at the monster that revealed the prototype and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The monster covered with red tentacles, revealing two pairs of dark eyes, stared at the big ship, as if sucking him down to the bottom of the sea, his sucker as large as a few feet, surging wildly at the bottom of the boat, and a dozen monks on it were all swept into its mouth and killed.

The Dry Cicada Daoist was not panicked at all, turned his head slowly, and said, "Chapter Horror Beast." ”

The massive beast sucked up a lot of water and challenged the silver-armored Grim Reaper at the bow of the ship.

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper snorted, and his body suddenly disappeared, leaving a white shadow, and the next moment he appeared beside the terrifying beast, raising his fist and blasting down at it, "Look for death." ”

This punch was cold, and it didn't seem to be strange in the eyes of others, but Zhang Shocking Beast's eyes saw a force like heaven's will, and it fell from the fist with a bang, and with a bang, it directly hammered its head, making it close its eyes and wail, but the tentacles were tightly tight, dumping the entire ship in half, and it seemed that it could turn over the boat in a few breaths.

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper raised his hand again with an expressionless face, and this punch directly smashed out its two pairs of eyes, and the eyeball bounced on the boat and rolled to the old man's side, the chapter of the terrifying beast suddenly ran out of breath, and loosened its tentacles softly, and the monks who were swallowed into their mouths were spit out one by one, most of them died, and the remaining small part were seriously injured and floated on the sea.

When the body of the frightened beast completely fell into the water, a big blue beast with a width of more than ten feet jumped out of the water with its whiskers, and its wide mouth devoured the bodies of more than a dozen monks around the boat, grazing the side of the boat.

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper flew back to the bow of the ship and continued to steer the ship forward, the road to the ninth floor was still a long way away, and it would take three or four days to reach it, but the time on each floor would change big and small, and the passage of time was constantly changing.

The four eyeballs that fell on the boat were picked up by the wrinkled old man, one of them was as big as his hand, but he opened his mouth and swallowed one bite at a time, and the fat sea next to him listened to the lack of movement outside, and wanted to take a look, who knows, he saw the old man holding a big black eyeball, and he bit and swallowed it one by one.

He finished eating one in a few breaths, and then picked up another one and swallowed it directly with an open mouth, and the fat sea passed out directly.

The wrinkled old man smiled and politely wiped the corners of his mouth, "Really cowardly, how can such a guts be able to mix up on the ninth layer?"

Li Shuishan looked a little sluggish, and the next moment, the Dry Cicada Daoist walked over there, picked up two eyeballs, handed them to Li Shuishan and said: "Wrap it in cloth, the eyes of this terrifying beast are a good thing, a big supplement." ”

His eyes were a little weird, as if he was reminding of something, but Li Shuishan didn't care, took out a rag from nowhere, wrapped it gently, and the wet and sticky liquid accidentally flowed onto the palm of his hand, and he couldn't shake it off after putting it away.

After meditating, the sky in the distance was plunged into darkness, and a terrifying noise came from Haiti.

The silver-armored monk lit the ship's lamp, and the green flames emitted a leisurely glow, shining a few feet around them

There was a sword light rushing towards him, and he saw an old man in a white robe with a sword box on his back landing on the side of the boat to take a look, frowning and flying away.

He seemed to have something to say about the ship, but the fierce sword qi on his body shook and shook with the fire, almost extinguished, and when he was gone, the fire burned even more luxuriantly, and after a while, more monks flew in the distance, with horror, as if something terrible was happening ahead.

One of the monks crashed into the side of the boat, panting and saying, "Fellow Daoists, don't run quickly, there is a big tide over there, and it is coming this way." ”

The Silver Armor Grim Reaper said lightly: "What are you panicking about." ”

The monk didn't seem to know the majesty of this silver-armored god of death, and he exhaled and looked at the more and more monks flying away behind him, and he flew up and followed the others.

The Dry Cicada Daoist smiled slightly, and said, "Little friend, do you want to see the wonders of this place? This tide will happen once a day, and there are thousands of zhang, even the water birds that can swim can't live, let alone monks." Even if they fly far away, it will be difficult to escape. ”

"The tide is also called the beacon smoke tide, and whenever the tide surges, its precursor is the half-hidden beacon smoke from eight small islands, drifting in all directions, and at this time there is still half an hour before the tide rises. The monks who were more sensitive had already gone to the side of the island to avoid the tide, and only some monks who did not understand or were slow to react would keep fleeing far away, even if they fled to a place where they thought they were safe. ”

Li Shuishan stood up and looked at the dark sky in the distance, it did feel an undeniable smoke, but it was not thick, there was an indistinct flow of water in his eyes approaching this side, and the monk who roared in the sky exerted his greatest ability in his life and kept flying.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks passed by, and when they looked again, hundreds more passed.

The water vapor rushed into the sky, rushing into Li Shuishan's line of sight, the pressure instantly against the big ship began to reduce its speed, several large wooden barrels on the ship were rolled to the rear, at this time, the silver armor of death smiled, "I remember that there is also a nun beast buried at the bottom of the sea, when it died, the smell of decay rushed to the sky, the waves rolled over his body, countless remnant souls and sea monsters tore his flesh, now, no, otherwise there would not be so many monks here." ”

"Is it because the dead nuns here have attracted sea monsters and some terrifying creatures?"

"That's right. ”

The silver-armored man opened his mouth, took a breath, and roared, "Right full rudder." ”

The hull of the ship began to tilt, and a fierce vapor rushed again, and the monk screamed in it and lost control, and flew away by the side of the boat with a thud, and there was no more sound.

The silver-armored man watched the hull of the ship begin to tilt, the angle was a little too large, and shouted: "Left full rudder." ”

The ship turned back, the waves came, and countless sea beasts let out terrifying screams, as if this was their paradise, the tentacle monster opened its eyes like lanterns, and the shells sleeping on the bottom of the sea were turned up, but there was a three-eyed basilisk hundreds of feet hidden inside, opening its bloody mouth and clicking with a loud click, swallowing the round monster passing by.

The lantern-like thing hung from the monster's neck, and it swam around in a heavy way, but the three-eyed sea serpent was extremely fast, swallowing half of its body in one gulp, and it roared wildly, churning in the waves.

With a bang, the monster knocked down the big ship, and the Silver Armor Grim Reaper turned his head and said angrily, "Get out." ”

At this time, the waves in the distance arrived.

In the dark night, there is an eternally bright phantori moon through the waves, and the silver-armored man patted the bow of the ship, looking at the phantom sun.

Boom, the waves are falling.

Li Shuishan sat in the boat and didn't dare to move, the eyes of the rotten bamboo were in a trance, the bronze dragon on his body turned his body, emitting a burst of fire, evaporating the surrounding water vapor, and another figure flew out of the waves, and died at the water's edge before he flew far.

The waves shook against a big boat, and directly sank more than half, and the silver armor god of death read a few incantations in his mouth, and there was a silver light flashing all over his body, and the breath of the whole body merged into the entire ship, and he lifted it suddenly, and with a bang, the pole of the ship was broken, and with a bang, another small one was broken, and the sails had already shrunk together.

The eerie cries in the distance were very mixed, and countless sea monsters came, and they all seemed to see the big ship.