Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 957: Stroke 1 stroke

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Chu Chen, who was thinking about whether to take a gamble, suddenly heard an abnormal noise not far behind him. At this moment, there was almost no one on the deck except Chu Chen.

He looked back and saw that not far behind him, several majestic monks walked out of the cabin with solemn expressions, and they walked towards the side of the ship with a tragic and majestic look of death.

What are they going to do? Chu Chen didn't react for a moment.

This group of people are old and young, male and female, and they are all strong men who have reached the realm of Lingxi. Everyone has a sense of desolation on their faces.

The leader is a tall young monk, he is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a rugged leather armor. There was a hideous scar on that hard face, spreading directly from the center of the left eyebrow to the right lip, looking shocking.

He walked in the front of the crowd, his eyes flickering, and he couldn't hide his anxiety.

Behind him is an old man in black and a handsome young man holding a paper fan. The old man’s face is withered, but his eyes are extraordinarily dazzling, as if two lamps are faintly yellow. Light.

The young man has a fair complexion, a green robe, and a snow-white folding fan in his hand. He is handsome and looks like a romantic scholar.

Behind are two beautiful female sisters in purple clothes. The two followed closely behind the weak scholar, with a timid expression on their faces, biting their lips tightly, and their eyes revealed It was an expression of fear and expectation.

"Everyone, now we are in a sea of ​​blood. Although our future is uncertain, since we are monks, how can we sit and wait for death in vain!"

The scar-faced man headed by him seemed to have a clear idea of ​​how to convince his companions. He turned and looked at the people behind him. He stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the golden light outside the ship and the boundless sea of ​​blood around him.

"I see, Yu is old and bloody, and the mask he emits will not last long! It is also waiting to die if you continue to stay on this ship. It is better for everyone to take a risk, maybe there will be a ray of life!"

He had obviously said this to the monks behind him a long time ago, but everyone really came to the edge of the sea of ​​blood, because of instinctive fear, their faces were definitely lightened.

Looking at the **** unknown world, these monks hesitated again. The legend of the sea of ​​blood is really weird, and staying in this steel building can at least temporarily ensure safety.

If you really want to leave this ship and enter the sea of ​​blood, you really cannot control life and death.

Furthermore, what about after a sea of ​​blood? If you enter the vast and endless West Sea alone without a boat, even a super power in the realm of Lingxi will not last long!

The scarred face man obviously sensed his companion's instinctive fear of the sea of ​​blood, so he began to instigate everyone, "What else do you have to hesitate? Wait here to die, maybe there is still a chance when you hit it!"

Chu Chen understood their intentions, and they even wanted to leave the big ship guarded by Yu Lao to find their own vitality.

The handsome young man shook the fan in his hand, "I think it's better to give it a try. In this boat, it is indeed the difference between dying early and dying late."

The black-clothed old man also nodded, "This feeling of waiting for death is too tormenting. This kind of waiting for me, the old man, can’t stand it. Let’s fight. Good."

"Everyone, are you planning to leave this big ship and explore the sea of ​​blood by yourself? I advise you not to do this. The horror in this sea of ​​blood is far beyond your imagination. It is not that you can escape by speeding up."

Chu Chen couldn't help but uttered aloud to remind the group of monks who had reached the ship's side.

"We can't escape, at least we've tried it. It's better than sitting and waiting."

The man with the scarred face sneered and glanced at Chu Chen with disdain, "You can't leave by yourself, do you want to hold us to accompany you to die? We are not like you, even walking normally. Bad waste!"

"Don’t be troublesome for this little brother. We are looking for life. It’s your own business to wait for your death here." The man in Tsing Yi shook the fan in his hand, and two The purple-clothed girl looked at each other and smiled, obviously disdainful to talk with Chu Chen.

"Little brother, there is a lot of wind and waves here, and your body is very weak. Go back soon. If we leave, we will find someone to rescue everyone." The black-clothed old man said in a gentle tone.

Chu Chen couldn't help sighing, "You are going to die. I shouldn't have been nosy. Even if you think I am troublesome, I still have to remind you that you'd better wait on the boat, maybe hope It will appear soon."

"Hope will appear soon? Falling from the sky? Or are you lame wanting to save everyone?"

The Scarfaced man waved his hand impatiently, turned his head and said to the fellow monk, "I'll clear the way! You have to fight hard to survive, you can't solve the problem by sitting there with your eyes closed!" "

With a violent drink, the scarred face and figure shook slightly, and a series of majestic spiritual power roared out of his body, transforming into seven gray ferocious dragons in the void.

"Broken!"

Scarface's right hand clenched into a fist and punched forward, "Boom!"

The seven gray scorpions rushed into the sky with the trembling dragon roar, and rushed towards the boundless blood mist outside the ship!

Huh...

The sacred dragon cracked the sky, and the void shook. The seven dragons easily passed through the golden mask under the Yulao cloth, and abruptly opened up a space channel that was more than ten meters wide in the boundless blood mist.

The space channel is gray and gray, I don't know how long it is, and I can't see the edge at a glance~IndoMTL.com~Go! Before the fog beasts are fully condensed, we will use the fastest speed to rush into the bleeding sea! "

Seeing the complete formation of the space channel, the scarred face suddenly roared again, and the body flew out like a gray thunder and lightning, and quickly sank into the space channel.

The people behind looked at each other one after another, gritted their teeth, and followed him, turning into streams of light and disappearing towards the space channel, quickly disappearing into the boundless blood mist.

At this time, there were many more monks on the deck, and it was obvious that Scarface and the group decided to leave, which attracted everyone's attention.

This Scarface has long been clamoring to fight to the death and enter the sea of ​​blood to find a way to escape, but few people really have the courage to go with him.

Now that these people actually fight out decisively, hope has ignited in the hearts of all the monks. Maybe they can bring everyone a chance.

Everyone couldn't help but pray for them, wishing them good luck and good luck themselves.