Chapter 315: Death continues

"Dark Vortex!"
"It is rumored that only the sacrifice in blood can weaken the power and allow the ghost ship to pass through."
Yue Guilong remembered the memory about this place and was horrified.
His sacred tool, Moonblade, flew around Liuyuewu and Zhanfeiyu, actively protecting them.
Even Jin Zhilong also bloomed with terrible holy power, powerfully urging the Eucharist, protecting Nie Bahuang and Qing Xie.
The remaining fifteen Heavenly Patching Guards who were not protected by him were directly thrown into the dark vortex, and disappeared and disappeared with a screaming scream.
Zhang Yang and Yao Ruoxian release Shengwei, self-consolidate, and remain unaffected.
After the fifteen Heavenly Patching Guards fell into the dark vortex, the terrifying power of rotation really plummeted, as if paying homage with blood.
The Immortal Burying Ghost Ship also escaped from the dark vortex, came outside, and continued to travel.
Everyone is relieved now.
"What about people?"
"Ziteng?"
"Where is Yuan brother?"
They calmed down, looked down, and suddenly found that the people who had fallen into a coma because of their past and present were gone.
Du Ziteng, Yuan Chimu, and eighty-five Tianwei Guardians, all disappeared.
"What's the matter, I just saw that there were only fifteen patching guards thrown into the dark vortex." Yueguilong's expression changed drastically, "There is absolutely no sixteenth person."
Jin Zhilong's expression also changed, and he said in a deep voice, "This ship swallowed them."
Everyone suddenly felt chills.
Whether it was Zhang Yang or the demon, they felt a little chill, and they looked at them quickly.
Found nothing.
"Yuan Chi's blood is gone." Someone screamed.
Just now, Jin Zhilong poached Yuan Chi's eyes to become his own holy pupil. There was a lot of blood dripping from his eyes, and now the ship board was extremely clean.
The problem is that no necromantic river water has ever come to the boat, let alone cleaning.
Everyone just felt cold from the back.
They once again realized the great horror of the ghost ship.
I don’t know if the cabin horror disappeared because of the emperor. In short, it did not reappear.
What is going on now.
"Past life and this life, I can't wake up, calling useless, the body is as heavy as a mountain, but now it disappears out of thin air." Zhang Yang muttered to himself, "If the lights of the past and this life have nothing to do with the ghost ship, then it is strange."
Everyone swallowed.
Zhang Yang faintly said: "The ghost ship of burying immortals is a cycle of life and death. So, every time it goes back and forth, it is a cycle of reincarnation, that is, death. Use human blood to pay homage to the burial of the immortals? ?"
"I'm afraid, this danger is not over yet."
Demon Ruoxian, Yueguilong, Jin Zhilong, etc. all had solemn expressions, because they knew that it was not over yet.
Leaving the ghost island is the real beginning.
"Past and this life, dark vortex, then it should be next." Yue Guilong whispered, "Soul Flower!"
Everyone hurriedly looked forward.
In the distance, above the vast river, among the surging waves, there was a pink flower suddenly emerging from the river. It had never moved because of the flow of the river, but was so still in the river.
Everyone looked at it, and they felt palpitations, as if calling their souls.
Yue Guilong shouted: "Don't look at it. The Soul Contemplating Flower is dedicated to ingesting souls. Before Eternal Night, if you swallow enough souls, it can be transformed into a human body and cultivate immortality."
Everyone turned around, no one dared to care.
They don't look at it.
However, there seemed to be a voice calling in my heart, asking them to look.
"Hold it! This is the horror of the Dementor. It goes straight to the soul. If the will is not firm, there will be great danger." Yueguilong shouted.
Compared with everyone's nervousness, Zhang Yang was calmer, because the so-called inner voice, in his place, was nothing, nothing at all.
At most, when I saw the Contemplation Flower, I felt a strange feeling for an instant, and then under the broken heavenly court in the blood, the light of death shook slightly, and I felt nothing.
He couldn't help but glanced at it, vaguely as if seeing the dementor, if there were countless souls roaring and wailing, trying to struggle to crawl out.
"Brother Zhang, no!" Yue Guilong shouted.
Zhang Yang said "Um" and withdrew his gaze. In my heart, I have a better view of Guilong this month. A reminder at a critical moment is enough to be worthy of friendship.
Unexpectedly, he just narrowed his gaze, but saw a person not far away fell to the ground with a "plop".
Green scorpion!
The scorpion at this moment, with a pale complexion, clenched teeth, and a very painful look. After an instant, a ray of blue light flew from his body, the blue light was like a ferocious scorpion, struggling desperately, to resist, but still not Controlled to fly to the dementia flower.
"Beast soul." Yue Guilong said coldly, "This is the characteristic of the people of Taixu Dynasty's Good Fortune Pavilion. When beast souls are smelted into human souls, some people can give birth to external monsters, while others are restrained. As usual, I... Yulonghou!"
Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he caught a glimpse of Zhan Feiyu beside him also falling on his back.
The key is that this martial arts master of Lengyue Dynasty was actually like a green scorpion, and finally a white light appeared on his body. In the light, there was a big fish, with a little bit of a dragon.
"Beast Soul!"
Yueguilong and Liuyuewu exclaimed in unison.
The big fish was also taken away, immersed in the dementia flower.
Yulong Hou Zhanfeiyu died because of this.
"Zhan Feiyu is the traitor of your Taixu Dynasty!" Yue Guilong said sharply.
Jin Zhilong, who was annoyed by the heavy casualties, was taken aback when he saw Zhan Feiyu die. He couldn't help cursing: "Trash! The good luck pavilion is all trash, and he said he gave me two geniuses, one hidden in the dark. It's actually this Zhan Feiyu, it's not useful at all, it's just dead, waste!"
He is very upset.
The only one he brought down was Nie Bahuang, and the rest were dead, even the Zhan Feiyu who was secretly dead.
Yue Guilong was also angry. There were so many rapes around him, which made him feel great pressure, how exactly had the Leng Yue Dynasty penetrated.
The atmosphere on the boat is very depressing.
In anger and anxiety, everyone was still palpitating and nervously guarded, because the Immortal Burying Ghost Ship had just passed by the Dementor Flower.
Unaffected by the publicity, he was surprised to find that Yao Ruoxian was actually observing the Dementor, and staring at it for an instant. Not only did it have no effect, there was even a holy light flying in a pair of black jewel-like eyes. He owned the town. Judging by the ability of soul divine power, it seems to be soul light.
Yao Ruoxian is actually relying on the Dementor... to enlighten the way!
This is the gap.
Others were horrified, scared, she was enlightening.
She also awakened Zhang Yang suddenly.
"Yes, I can too."
"Dementor, soul!"
"My soul-suppressing power!"
Zhang Yang immediately stopped all kinds of complex emotions, rejected distracting thoughts, his heart was like still water, and watched the dementia flower.
This move also made Yue Guilong, Liuyuewu, Jin Zhilong, Nie Bahuang and the other four stare at it. They looked at Yao Ruoxian, who was also enlightening with the help of their fearful dementia, and suddenly there was something indescribable. Taste, is the gap so big.
The funeral ghost ship slowly passed by.
Zhang Yang's gaze is always inseparable. The light in his eyes is flying, and his heart is also surging. He is looking at the light of the dark in the blood, and a strong insight crawls into his heart.
Soul-suppression supernatural power sublimation!