Chapter Forty-Seven: The Spirit Ruin Boat (Ask for Collection Recommendation!)
The huge ship crashed to the ground, purple and covered with cobweb-like veins.
Except for the people of the Purple River Sect, the rest of the people looked at the boat in shock.
They were now on an empty plain, desolate and empty as far as the eye could see, except for the occasional gust of gravel when the wind was blowing.
Perhaps countless years ago, this was a dense jungle, and there were still some spirit beasts and beasts living in it, but under the power of the years, it was enough to annihilate the traces of the existence of all things, and everything in the past was in smoke.
This secret realm heaven and earth only has the core, that is, the place where the delimiting thing exists, there may be some vitality around it, and generally speaking, the master of the secret realm will leave his inheritance there.
There was not a single trace of life force in this plain, and it was obviously far away from the core of the secret realm. This secret realm is at least half the size of Tianhe Prefecture, and it is impossible to reach the core of the secret realm with the cultivation of the Yuan Realm of everyone, so you can only rely on foreign objects to hurry.
This Spirit Ruin Boat is a thing contributed by the Purple River Sect under the consultation of the four major sects.
This boat is a low-grade spiritual treasure, using a medium-grade spirit stone as energy, and then under the control of a monk in the Guiyi Realm, it can travel thousands of miles a day, and the speed is almost comparable to that of the Destiny Star Monk, which is very terrifying.
This is also the reason why there must be a One Realm monk to enter the secret realm together, and the spirit ruin boat cannot be controlled without divine sense.
With this boat, everyone can reach the core of the secret realm in a short time, after all, there is only a month in total, and they have to race against time.
Ye Meng jumped up lightly, found the operation center in the Spirit Ruin Boat, and then sat down cross-legged.
The rest of the disciples of the various sects also stepped on the boat one by one, this boat was huge, and there was still a lot of space left after nearly thirty people stepped in.
Ye Ming found a somewhat remote corner among the disciples of the Lingnian Sect and sat down.
Seeing that Ye Ming was far away from them, the others glanced at him, and then sat down one by one after giving him a "you are very knowledgeable" look, and then talked with a slightly heavy expression.
After entering this secret realm, their hearts were pressed down by an invisible aura, and their hearts were very heavy. Looking at the bleak scene around here, I immediately missed the beautiful scenery of the outside world.
rumble
At this time, the spirit ruin boat shook a little, and rose from the ground to the air leisurely.
Everyone was caught off guard and stumbled, and quickly stabilized their figures.
"Sit tight, let's get in the right direction and then go full speed ahead. Ye Meng's voice echoed in everyone's ears.
Then the boat flew in a certain direction.
Ye Ming stood up, leaning on the boat and looking at the scenery below, the speed was not fast at this time, and the direction was not determined now, so there was no need to waste spirit stones.
The boat quickly flew for more than ten miles, and Ye Ming saw all the way, there were only lone stones on the peaks, and most of the peaks had collapsed. There is not a drop of water on the riverbed, and it has not fallen a drop of rain in many years.
The boat suddenly turned around and sped away in another direction, becoming more and more desolate along the way, without the slightest sign of improvement, obviously in the wrong direction.
"The secret realm star map on the statue that Ye Meng brought has long been on his body, there is no reason why even the most basic direction will be wrong, but he is cautious enough. Ye Ming was thoughtful, he always felt that Ye Meng's purpose this time was not just to find the inheritance.
Thinking of Ye Meng's gaze with Guiyun Zhenren before entering the secret realm, there seemed to be another mystery in this.
"Let's take it one step at a time. Ye Ming said secretly, and at the same time planned to follow Ye Meng's side as much as possible, waiting for an opportunity to move depending on the situation.
After adjusting the direction twice, Ye Meng finally found the right direction.
"All sit down cross-legged and use the spiritual power, I am going to open this boat with all my might, even if I activate the defense at the speed of this boat, it cannot completely isolate the powerful tearing force brought by this speed!" Ye Meng said in a solemn tone.
Everyone's bodies shook, and they all sat cross-legged and used their spiritual power with all their might, and suddenly a ray of light lit up from everyone.
Ye Ming also didn't dare to be careless, and his cyan spiritual power covered his whole body.
Seeing that everyone was ready, Ye Meng pinched the trick with both hands to urge the power of the Spirit Void Boat to the extreme!
swish
The boat paused for a moment, and a purple light curtain appeared to envelop the boat and everyone, and the next second it turned into a streamer and flew forward!
This speed is extremely fast, it has already crossed the distance of several miles in a second, Ye Ming breathed a screen, and the incomparably powerful wind force was like a blade cutting at him continuously.
This wind force has been resisted by the protection of the boat to resist the power of the ninth layer, but the remaining layer of power cannot be completely isolated, and the penetrating protection turns into a flying knife to face everyone.
The strength that could not be reached around this layer was also beyond everyone's expectations, and one by one they turned pale and gritted their teeth and persevered.
"It's too fast, this boat can't be controlled at will!!" someone shouted in horror.
Although Ye Ming was not too difficult to deal with, it was also quite uncomfortable to keep running spiritual power like this, and he smiled bitterly in his heart: "It is worthy of being a spiritual treasure, this speed is too exaggerated." His heart moved, thinking of that piece of jade pendant, both sides were spirit treasures, the speed of this spirit void boat was far beyond his expectations, so the ability of the jade pendant ......
Ye Ming's heart fluttered, but this was not the time to think too much, shaking his head and concentrating on resisting the wind.
In the face of this force, Ye Ming took the opportunity to see the strength of most of the people on the boat.
The disciples in the late stage of refining were all pale, their bodies trembled, and some of them had a trace of blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.
The disciples at the peak of the late stage of refining are much better, but their faces are a little ugly, and they should be able to hold on for a while.
Only a few monks in the half-step One Realm had normal expressions, but their eyes were a little solemn, they had not yet reached the point where they could ignore this force.
"Huh?" The bald man of the Great Yan Sect was also observing the others, guessing their strength, most of them were acting normally, similar to what he expected, but what was going on with that cultivator in the early stage of refining the Yuan? It also looked like a breezy look......
Ye Ming saw that the bald man looked at him in surprise, and his heart moved and bit the tip of his tongue, a trace of blood flowed out, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
The bald man was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Ye Ming sarcastically and turned his head to look away.
"It's rubbish, it's pretending to be like it. ”
The man with the sword in the Shenluo Sect still closed his eyes tightly and did not say a word.
The girl of the Purple River Sect looked at Ye Ming with a smile and ignored it, and when she turned her head, she found that one of the disciples of the Purple River Sect suddenly panicked on his face, his body trembled wildly, and he hurriedly shouted at him: "Sun Quandao, sacrifice the spirit weapon to guard!"
Sun Quandao slapped the storage bag with a sudden realization, and a crimson long sword flew out of it, and he slammed it into the floor of the boat with his grip on it.
A faint red light enveloped him, and the pressure was greatly reduced, and he breathed a sigh of shock at this time.
The others also had a light in their eyes, and scolded the purple-clothed girl a few times in their hearts, how could they not say such a simple method earlier, and make themselves suffer for so long.
But they don't want to think of such a simple solution.
So everyone sacrificed their spiritual weapons one after another, using the power of spiritual weapons to reduce pressure.
Ye Ming didn't take out the spiritual weapon, first, he only had a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was too ostentatious to take it out. What's more, he found that under this strong wind, his cultivation had increased slightly!
His eyes lit up!