Imperial God Emperor: 0312, little white face is good

Ye Qingyu came to the dock reef.

The bright red weird sea water rolled and splashed water fell on the clothes. There were a few low-pitched 嗤嗤 sound/noise in an instant, just to see that the clothes had corroded out a few holes.

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

Someone dropped a golden shield into the sea of ​​blood.

Oh!

In the light sound, the golden shield of spirit weapon class instantly turned into a white smoke and died.

Everyone's face is pale in this split second.

The power of the **** seawater is far beyond everyone's imagination.

Even the shields of spirit weapon class can be melted in an instant. Although the people on that island, although strength is deep, if they accidentally fall into the sea of ​​blood, the flesh and blood will not be able to resist for long.

This means that crossing a sea by boat is extremely dangerous.

It's still such a small boat.

Everybody was hesitant.

"This is simply a world of death." The middle-aged swordsman was annoyed, and a sword was chopped on a raised blood-red reef under his foot, with a slamming sound, the light burst, Mars splashed, and the sword burst There were several gaps, but the reef did not leave any trace.

It's hard!

Then they realized that even the reef islands under their feet were so unusual.

Some people show their means repeatedly, but they can't leave a trace on this reef, and even a small stone cannot be cut off.

Ye Qingyu also tried it with no success.

When I look at the **** seawater, my heart is even more shocked. Such a hard reef, but the potholes washed by the **** seawater, I do n’t know how many years have passed. Is this **** sea and reef from God and Devil era Is it already existence?

"This reef is so hard that it may be the material of a refining vessel ..."

Ye Qingyu is a little reconciled.

He operated a trace of True Will of the Sky dragon uprightness, and his right hand turned into a dragon claw silently. He slightly grasped a reef and slammed his strength. Finally, the claw penetrated into the reef and pinched a fist-sized reef.

Success.

The power of Sky Dragon is really horrible.

Ye Qingyu is overjoyed.

He turned around and looked around.

Most others are following the boat.

The old man with iron armor and some other people discussed it, took the initiative to walk over, bent over to explore, grabbed the broken rope like grass rope, and pulled the dilapidated boat.

Ye Qingyu, carrying Sky Dragon sharp claws, scooped down dozens of reefs in succession and carefully stored them.

"Brother, come on board. We are going to cross the sea." Ximen Yeshuo jumped to the boat and beckoned.

Ye Qingyu nodded.

This time there was no contention and killing. A total of ten people have boarded the ship.

Someone removed the paddle hanging on the side of the ship and started to row.

Ten people just happened to be sitting on the boat, but they didn't seem too crowded. If there were two more people, they would have to stand, there would be no room to sit down.

"We take turns rowing," the old man in Iron Armor suggested.

No objections.

Ye Qingyu sits at the back of the boat, Song Xiaojun sits side by side with him, and in front is Ximen Yeshuo and Qin Zhishui.

As for Ye Qingyu's 'little white face' who came to Shenmen by relying on a woman, other experts didn't pay much attention. Even the iron-clad old man who always looked kind, never talked to him. Only those who knew the true identity of Ye Qingyu Qin Zhishui, will occasionally turn his attention to Ye Qingyu, but will not say anything.

Ye Qingyu is too lazy to talk.

On the sea of ​​blood, the storm is not very big.

After one hour, the remote island disappeared and already disappeared.

Every hour, everyone changes to rowing.

Ye Qingyu was assigned in the fourth wave, and Ximen Yeshuo was rowing with him.

The moment you grasped the rough red blade like a rotten wood, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but take a closer look. The paddle didn't know what material it was made from, it was heavy like steel, but the tactile material was not like ordinary wood Second, it is covered with mottled cracks and dense holes similar to wormholes, just like the decaying wood pulp left by ordinary fishermen for years.

When the red paddle reached into the water, there was a faint swell of mist, and there were gurgling blisters emerging from the **** seawater.

Ye Qingyu sliding paddle.

Although everyone is suppressed by the power of mystery, after all, it is expert above and below Sea of Bitterness Stage. The power of the flesh cannot be underestimated. When rowing, the boat is flying like an arrow off the string, breaking through the waves Break through the ocean and speed towards the front.

After an hour, it's time to change shifts.

The order of Song Xiaojun is here.

Ye Qingyu looked at Song Xiaojun, and then said to others: "Her class, let me do it for you."

The old man with a smile smiled and said, "It's all voluntary, if you want to plan, no one will stop you."

Ye Qingyu nodded and continued to draw.

Song Xiaojun looked at him, didn't speak, but sat quietly on on the spot.

If you do n’t see the invincible picture of Darkness Flame Power when she shot before, I am afraid that many people will treat this girl with a golden hollow mask as an invaluable family, she sits quietly Where, the wind from the scarlet ocean waved her Dark-red's long hair, like a beating flame. Among all people, the color of Song Xiaojun is undoubtedly the most suitable for this Dark-red world, whether it is hair color or clothes color.

It feels as if her originally belongs to this world, just like the aborigines of this world.

The people on the boat looked at the girl with a dreadful look.

Because everyone understands that on this boat, strength is the strongest, I'm afraid it is this girl from the dark city.

When she was competing for the gate of God, she easily brought in Ye Qingyu, and she swept away. Even the power of Dao Instrument was shaken back. This kind of power, most people on the boat, asked themselves. Can't do it.

So when looking at Song Xiaojun with awesome eyes, people also looked at Ye Qingyu with an envious look with contempt.

Especially when Ye Qingyu took the initiative to help Song Xiaojun rowing, it was even considered by some people to be pleased with this young girl expert.

"Girls are easy to cheat."

"I didn't expect that Chang Shuai had such a role. This kid is really a strength little white face. With one face, he was mixed into the gate of God ..."

Someone looked at Ye Qingyu with a strange look.

Some people also look at Ye Qingyu, then Song Xiaojun, and then Ximen Yeshuo.

Song Xiaojun is a girl. Although strength is horrible, after all, it is young and light, and it is understandable to be cheated by some little white faces, but the problem is that this Ximen Yeshuo is clearly a sturdy dark scholar, why did it maintain that? What about Xiaobailian?

Are ...

Some evil thoughts flow to the hearts of some people.

Xiaozhou, like an arrow off the string on Ocean, traveled for five or six hours.

The surrounding area is still full of blood, and the Dark-red cloud in the sky makes the whole world sea and sky, filled with a heart-warming dark red, as if it were a blood-stained world, although no one said anything, But everyone on board seemed extremely depressed.

You can't see anything but sea water and clouds.

In the sky, the huge word "fan" seems to be eternal and still flashing with a strange light. The mysterious power is constantly permeating from the light of the handwriting. It is magnificent and magnificent. Yu, deadly suppress the amount of spirit power in the body.

The old man in Iron Armour rubbed his face and smiled, "The atmosphere is a bit too depressive. Let's talk about it, huh, the old man relies on the old man to buy and sell the old man, let's say something ... it is strange, logically speaking Every time the gate of God is opened, twelve people can come in. Why do we only have ten people this time? If you look closely at this small boat, you will find that this boat should just fit twelve people. "

"That's true, and I'm thinking about it," someone nodded.

The middle-aged swordsman sneered, and said, "The number of openings at a time is twelve, but there is no limit. It must be a person. If someone has to bring a dog in, what can I do? originally is a human qualification and is occupied by dogs. "

At that moment, some eyes fell on Ye Qingyu and Stupid Dog Little Nine.

Ye Qingyu smiled and didn't speak.

Stupid Dog Little Nine was furious: "Wang, what do you mean, what's wrong with the dog? Find it, come on, come over with the dog grandfather, I bite Undead/Immortal you, I'll follow your last name." /

"Okay, I want to see your dog teeth ..." The middle-aged swordsman was also full of anger.

Someone immediately laughed.

It is definitely not a good thing to have a dog with his last name.

The hawk nose that controls the meteor hammer Dao Instrument quickly grabbed the middle-aged swordsman and said something in his ear.

The middle-aged swordsman swordsman then reacted, and he was actually calculated by a dog in words.

His squinting eyes are filled with undisguised murderous power: "If someone didn't protect you, I would have chopped you up."

Stupid Dog Little Nine shows no weakness: "If it wasn't for my family's Master, I wouldn't let me kill you, you would only have a bunch of bones left."

"You ..." The middle-aged swordsman was so angry with smoke that he grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Everyone, everybody, dissipate, dissipate, now is not the time for internal strife," the old man with iron armor quickly stepped out as a peacemaker, and said, "We are grasshoppers on a rope now, and we must help each other , Save your energy first ... "

Ye Qingyu pulled Stupid Dog Little Nine back, did not let this goods continue to pull hatred.

It can be seen that the hawk-nosed nose and the middle-aged swordsman seem to have secretly joined up with already. One of the two of them suffered a loss in the hands of Ximen Yeshuo, and the other offended Song Xiaojun. It makes sense.

This made Ye Qingyu suddenly realize that on this boat, it seemed that ten people were sitting quietly, but who knows, who and who sleep together, and who and who are secretly planning something Even this iron-clad old man who looks so kind may be planning something secretly in his heart.

Once the boat approaches the shore, approaching [Formation Emperor], I am afraid that it will be a fight at once.

The **** scene at that time will surely be more horrible than when fighting for the gate of God.