Chapter 110 Flesh and Flesh

The tacit understanding without words, Sean did not refuse to give in to others, this is a measure of strength.

First to pick, Sean's first target is naturally the seemingly ordinary scepter, which may be a magical scepter.

Stretching out his hand and catching the air, Xiao En's eyes showed a trace of surprise. The scepter was clearly there, both visually and in terms of extraordinary perception, but he just emptied it, as if the scepter was just A phantom or in another dimension.

The astonishment in his heart disappeared in a flash, and there was a slight pause. Sean kept his palms and grabbed the ten gray and white rings. Apart from the scepter, what he was most interested in was this one that could manipulate them through silk threads. The strange thing.

After Sean made his choice, Holkins and the others started. Although they had expected it when Sean grabbed the scepter, they were still a little unwilling. After all, it might be a mythical item, but now they hesitated. Yes, they saw clearly what happened just now.

The look of struggle flashed away in his eyes. Although reason told Holkins that he should choose the golden crown first, his hand still stretched out to the weird scepter, and Mies had the same choice as him. Yak.

There is no doubt that they caught empty, and the end result is that Whitebeard got the golden crown, Asim got the bronze mask, Tamil got the luxurious robe, and Holkin, who was slowed down by catching the scepter S and Mysyak found nothing.

Naturally, some people are happy and some are disappointed with such a result, but the real environment does not allow them to think too much. During the time they obtained the strange item, the hull vibrated more and more, and the whole body began to collapse inward, as if there were a pair of big hands on the outside. Squeeze hard.

Not daring to hesitate and not being able to hesitate, using the white beard as an arrow, Xiao En and his party burst out with surprising power and forcibly broke through.

"One Style Beng Fist."

Blood rage erupted, armed with domineering aura, facing the wall that was pressing in front of him, Whitebeard punched it without any hesitation.

The wall was shattered, but strangely, it didn't make the crisp collision sound it should have, but it was extremely dull.

"The wall is bleeding."

Asim, who was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, immediately noticed something was wrong. He saw strands of blood continuously seeping out from the break in the wall broken by Whitebeard's punch.

"It's really blood."

The situation became more and more strange. The few people present were all people who had experienced killing. They knew clearly that it was really blood and it was human blood.

"Go, this thing is repairing itself."

The wall squirmed like a living thing, and the gap that Whitebeard had just opened was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under such circumstances, Xiao En and the others didn't have time to think too much, they could only continue to break through outwards, smashing through all obstacles encountered.

The outside world, below the Black Throne.

The sea water is gray and there is no trace of life, but there are densely packed figures on the bottom of the sea, there are a large number, maybe thousands, or tens of thousands. A skeleton with pale human skin.

They knelt down on the ground just like the sailors before, the difference was that instead of lowering their heads, they looked up at the sky, as if they were looking up at their gods, their empty vision converged, and the direction these people looked up happened to be where the Black Throne was. direction, and when the Black Throne changed, these strange figures also began to change.

The faint blue brilliance invisible to the naked eye surged from the bodies of these people, as if trying to break free from the shackles of their bodies, making the already frightening faces of these figures even more ferocious.

One o'clock, two o'clock, countless faint blue light clusters broke free from the shackles of the body and floated upwards. Under the brilliance were distorted human faces.

Derived from flesh and blood, the Black Throne became more and more weird in a short period of time.

It was as if it had changed from a dead object to a flesh and blood life, and at the same time, a cold aura that made people feel like falling into an ice cave began to breed from the Black Throne.

Pfft, breaking through the last wall of flesh and blood, Xiao En and his party finally saw the gloomy sky again.

Hey, everyone used their means, their bodies were like lightning, and everyone quickly caught up with their ship that had already begun to retreat seeing that the situation was wrong.

On the deck, after leaving the Black Throne, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only at this time that they were in the mood to observe the specific situation, only to see that the Black Throne had completely disappeared at this moment, only a huge group similar to it. Something like flesh and blood floated quietly on the surface of the sea.

"What the hell is this thing?"

At this moment, even Holkins, who had profound attainments in mysticism, fell into deep doubts.

"I don't know, but this thing is very dangerous."

The sharp edge was revealed, and the unsheathed sword in Tamil's hand was humming in a low voice.

"This seems to be some kind of evil ritual to seek resurrection."

After observing for a while, Misyak gave an uncertain answer.

Hearing this, everyone was thoughtful. Before the recovery of magic power, resurrection was only something that existed in myths, history and biographical novels, but now it is likely to have appeared in front of them.

More and more faint blue light clusters emerged from the bottom of the sea, like a tide of fish, and with the integration of these light clusters, the pungent bloody smell began to permeate the sea, with soul soul fruits, Xiao En saw It is very clear that the clusters of dark blue light clusters are distorted souls.

Plop, plop, the strange sound suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"This sound can't be the sound of a heartbeat."

Clutching his heart that was beating faster and faster, there was a hint of disbelief in Asim's words.

"Yes, it's the sound of a heartbeat."

Seeing the violent wriggling, like a mass of flesh being kneaded by someone, Sean's expression was particularly dignified. He felt a threat, a deadly threat.

"What should we do now?"

Misyak's expression was equally dignified, obviously he also had the same feeling as Sean.

"Of course it was solved."

Before the words fell, Tamil held the sword and slashed, two pale silver sword qi intersected to form a cross, and slashed fiercely at the floating mass of flesh and blood.

Qi Raising Slash, a very simple secret technique, basically all knight transcendents above the third level will learn it, but it is such a very common secret technique in the hands of Tamil, the fourth-level swordsmanship master at this moment However, even such a powerful slash is extremely powerless against a mass of flesh and blood, and there is no result other than a small slit, and this small slash The seam disappeared instantly with a squirm of the fleshy mass.

Seeing such a situation, not only Tamil, Holkins and the others looked unhappy. Although Tamil was only a fourth-order transcendent of the potion pathway, his potion system was special, and he was a fourth-level sword master. The pure lethality is astonishing, and it is definitely a top-ranking existence in the group.

Although I had already expected it in my heart, I was a little unwilling after all. Misyak and Holkins attacked the flesh and blood group at the same time, but the result was exactly as expected.