Everyone looked towards the east bow of the ship, and saw that the water beast on the huge wave turned into a big hand, grabbed the bow of the ship, and tried to overturn the giant spirit ship with the power of the huge waves.

Countless monks overturned, grunting along the deck to the west bow.

Liu Fatzi grabbed the railing of the boat, and most of his body was overturned.

"Ouch, my old waist!"

Cheng Zhaozhao jumped up on the hull of the boat, and came down to Ji Junsu at the top a few times.

"You... What are you waiting for?" Cheng Zhaozhao gasped loudly, and the wind set off by the huge waves blew Cheng Zhaozhao's black hair flying.

Ji Junsu beside her did not move at all, and even the robe hung straight down, not affected by the wind at all.

Ji Jun said: "The time has not come. ”

When, when?

Before Cheng Zhaozhao could ask, he was attracted by the more and more spectral lights on the sea, and those were - Soul Flower!

It was clear that there were only a few dementor flowers scattered at the beginning, but now that this large area had appeared, the giant spirit ship was sailing into the depths of the ghost.

"Is this water beast the devil?"

Cheng Zhaozhao looked down and saw that Qi Chi kept throwing spiritual fire at the water beast on the east bow of the ship, but this water beast was very cunning, and it was divided into several places, and when this side was destroyed, it appeared on the other side, which overwhelmed Qi Chi.

As for the other monks on the ship, it was good to be able to take care of themselves not to be swept away by the violently shaking djinn ship, let alone free up their hands to deal with this water beast.

'Tick!' At this time, a drop of water splashed on Cheng Zhaozhao's face.

At the same time, Ji Jun traced, and he quickly shot out several bamboo sticks, each of which shot at the water beast splitter.

For attacks that were not spiritual fire, the water beast didn't pay attention to it at all, and it didn't dodge.

Ji Junsu quickly pinched the trick, but saw that the bamboo sticks were spinning like they were in the stick, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

A whirlpool appeared around the bamboo stick, and when the water beast reacted, the doppelganger had been rolled up by the vortex brought by the bamboo stick.

The bamboo stick rose, and the water beast turned into a water dragon and was pulled into the air.

Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes widened, watching as several bamboo sticks dragged the water beasts to one place, and several water dragons collided together. At that time, the water dragon exploded and shattered into countless droplets of water that fell.

Ji Junsu raised his hand, and an oil-paper umbrella decorated with peach blossoms appeared in his hand.

The downpour fell in an instant.

Cheng Zhaozhao hid under Ji Junsu's umbrella when the rainstorm fell, and everyone on the boat was naturally drenched.

Especially the thousands of miles on the pole, he fell directly on the deck, with his feet facing the sky and twitching slightly.

"Boom-boom-"

After the rainstorm, the hull of the ship fell, and the tiny little water beasts on the water surface sank into the sea in panic and disappeared.

The sea returned to calm, and the rest of the cultivators got up to dry their robes for the rest of their lives.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Why do you want the water beast to take us into the depths of the ghost?"

Ji Junsu gently turned the handle of the umbrella, and all the excess water stains on the umbrella surface splashed off, and he put away the spirit umbrella.

"The Netherworld will not let go of any spirit ship that enters the range of the ghost, and the more peripheral, the more dangerous it is. On the contrary, in the depths of the ghost, the hallucinogenic effect of the Netherworld is smaller. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Are you saying the opposite, shouldn't it be more dangerous the deeper you go?"

Ji Jun traced: "The depths are naturally dangerous, and the denser the dementor flowers in the depths, the higher the chance that the monk will be dementored. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhaozhao raised his forehead: "Therefore, this Netherworld and the Soul Flower are not only companion but also complementary, and they join forces, no wonder few Spirit Ship Monks can survive from the ghosts." ”

"So to speak. ”

"Is that the Dementor Flower easier to deal with than the Netherworld, and you let the Water Beast take us to the depths of the Ghost Snake?"

Ji Junsu shook his head and said, "Didn't you say that the soul dementor flower is worth it?"

After speaking, Ji Junsu fell from mid-air.

Value, value?

Cheng Zhaozhao thought about it, could it be that what she and Liu Fatzi said when they were using the clairvoyant mirror was heard by him?

'Zhaozhao, look at the Dementor Flower!'

'The underworld, a petal flower, a ghostly light, a soul. This is the dementor flower that blooms in the netherworld, according to legend?"

"That's it, one in the south is worth three thousand spirit stones. It's worth more money at the West Pole!'

'It's worth so much!'

The discussion between her and Liu Fatzi was still in her ears.

But value is worth money, she is not the one who goes on adventures for the sake of spirit stones.

But......

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced at a large piece of soul dementor flowers on the sea, if you don't pick it, you won't pick it!

Seeing the dementor flowers, the monks were not sure how many, and many monks leaned out of the spirit boat to pick the dementor flowers.

The dementor flower dissipated as soon as it was touched, and the monk had to pick up the sea water and put it in a special jade box for preservation.

Liu Fatzi took the small horn and said: "You pick it up, but there is one thing to remember, don't leave this spirit ship, otherwise without the protection of the array, you will be easily dementored!"

All the monks were excited, and his words were not taken to heart.

Seeing this, Liu Fatzi shouted again: "Don't say good things a second time, if you die, don't blame me for not reminding me!"

"Bah, bah, bah, all the unlucky, fatty, people die for money, birds die for food, they kill them, what do you care?

Stop nagging, Lao Tzu's brain has been blown up by you!" The monk beside him snatched Liu Fatzi's little horn and threw it into the sea without saying a word.

"Hey, you fool - return my mouthpiece!"

Liu Fatzi angrily chased after the monk and ran away.

The steward summoned the captain: "Now see where we are?"

The captain said: "The guide has returned to normal, but I have to wait for Mei Zhenjun and them to come back." ”

"Naturally, it's been two days, why don't they have any news at all?"

"Will it be ......," the captain said vaguely.

The steward glanced at him at the moment: "What are you thinking? If Mei Zhenjun has an accident in the ghost, then none of us will want to go back." ”

"Aren't there still two Yuanying seniors? I think they just came to help. ”

The steward pointed to the sea: "Look at it, that alchemist, Fang just made a move, but you see that he looks like he does whatever he wants, like someone who will escort us and others?"

The captain looked towards the place where there were the most Dementors on the sea, and the young man was picking and choosing in it with a serious face, and he had not picked a single Dementor flower so far.

This man doesn't look very bright.

"As for the other. The steward's gaze swept to the bow of the boat again, and the scholar-like monk was standing with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the sea.

Beside him, the female sword corrector of the Cangjian Sect commanded a Skyhawk to pick Dementor flowers on the surface of the sea.

"I'm afraid this one won't care if I wait for me to live or die, otherwise I wouldn't have waited until the end to make a move. ”

The captain also sighed heavily: "When has this been, still thinking about the world, the thoughts of these young monks, are they really unpredictable?"

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