Chapter 319 The Power of Destiny

Furious and frustrated, Yang Ming was also bold. He went over and pushed the ferryman.

As a result, the ferryman fell apart like a skeleton and collapsed on the boat.

As the ferryman fell, the boat stopped rowing.

Yang Ming was shocked. He didn't expect that the ferryman, who looked so scary, would fall apart at the touch. Isn't this a scam?

He quickly picked up the oars and planned to row the boat himself to the shore before it sank to the bottom.

However, he took the oars and rowed desperately, but the boat didn't move at all.

Xiao Chuxia thought of a way, "Brother Xiu, can't you fly? How about you take us away?"

Fang Xiu shook his head: "It's useless. Haven't you noticed yet? When we got on the boat, everyone was imprisoned on the boat and couldn't leave."

"Imprisoned?" Xiao Chuxia, who didn't believe in evil, stretched out her hand towards the edge of the boat. As a result, as soon as her hand stretched out a little, she felt a terrifying repressive force coming, and her hand was bounced back directly.

Her pretty face was pale: "What can we do? Can we just watch the boat sink? Brother Xiu, can you think of a solution?"

"Don't panic, just wait for death."

"Brother Xiu, don't joke at this time." Xiao Chuxia was so anxious that she almost cried.

Seeing this, Yang Ming sat down on the deck.

"Since Brother Xiu said that we should wait for death, then don't struggle. Let's take a break and smoke a cigarette first."

As he said, he began to take out cigarettes.

Seeing this, the other captains also quieted down and sat down silently.

"You...you guys!" Xiao Chuxia was anxious. Why are you all so upset?

"Oh, Big Black, Brother Xiu is joking with you, you can't hear it." Yang Ming said nonchalantly.

"Have you forgotten that Brother Xiu had seen the future before you came? This trip to the burial ground must be safe and sound. Now Brother Xiu asked us to wait, so let's just wait.

He must have seen the future a long time ago. Maybe the vitality in the future is at the bottom of the lake? What is this called..."

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and then live!" Li Xiaoru added.

Seeing everyone so calm, Xiao Chuxia was almost crying anxiously. What the hell was going on? Only she knew that Fang Xiu's prediction of the future was false.

At this time, the lake water in the boat was getting more and more, and it had submerged everyone's calves.

And with the invasion of the lake water, everyone found that their spirituality was becoming more and more difficult to mobilize. Obviously, once everyone fell into the water, everyone's spirituality would be completely suppressed and become ordinary people.

However, in the face of such a desperate situation, only Xiao Chuxia was panicked, and the others were still very calm and trusted Fang Xiu without a brain.

In their opinion, Fang Xiu must have a way, and it is impossible for him to wait to die on the spot.

Now that Fang Xiu did nothing, it meant that doing nothing was the way.

However, what they could never have imagined was that Fang Xiu was really waiting to die.

This time he did not intend to commit suicide, but wanted to die at the hands of Corpse Lake, and then he could use the pain to materialize and summon the projection of Corpse Lake.

Corpse Lake has the ability to suppress spirituality, and can easily suppress the peak of the fourth level. Once it is successfully materialized, its strength must not be underestimated, and it can even cause damage to the fifth level.

At present, Fang Xiu has the means to harm the fifth level, either his wife or the strange god.

Although his wife is easy to use, the damage caused is too small.

Although the strange god is powerful, it consumes too much energy. Every time it feels like a small horse pulling a big cart, it may not be able to exert some strength after a long time.

Therefore, the means to fight against the fifth level are still too simple, and Corpse Lake is a good choice.

Click!

Yang Ming, who was half submerged in water, smoked another row of cigarettes.

That's right, it was a row of cigarettes. His mouth was full of cigarettes, and the whole person was like a big chimney, puffing smoke.

"Yang Ming, you are sick, aren't you? Even if the spirit master has a strong physique, he wouldn't smoke like this, right? Are you going to smoke all your cigarettes for the rest of your life?" Li Xiaoru scolded.

"You... cave god demon, the cigarettes will get wet if they fall into the water, don't waste them." Yang Ming, who was holding a row of cigarettes, spoke unclearly, and even dropped two cigarettes directly from his mouth as he opened his mouth, which made him look regretful.

As the lake water became more and more, the speed of the boat's sinking suddenly increased, and within a few seconds, the boat completely sank.

Everyone also fell into the water.

Yang Ming screamed: "Hey, don't! I haven't finished smoking yet, I only brought this pack... Gurgle Gurgle..."

Before he finished speaking, he sank directly into the lake.

It's not that he can't swim, but when everyone entered the lake, perhaps because they lost the protection of the boat, the countless corpses soaked in the lake actually came to life.

Like densely packed water ghosts, one by one stretched out their pale arms, frantically pulling everyone's bodies.

At this point, everyone was dragged to the bottom of the lake.

In the lake, everyone struggled desperately. Although they believed in Fang Xiu, it was still difficult for them to remain calm due to drowning and the tearing of the corpse. They instinctively resisted.

But how could everyone whose spirituality was suppressed resist?

Not only could they not resist, but even their bodies were torn apart.

The scene was extremely horrifying for a while.

Countless pale arms covered everyone's bodies, hair, faces, arms, thighs, flesh, and blood. Everything that could be touched was torn by arms.

Severe pain spread throughout the body. Li Xiaoru's scalp was peeled off, his five limbs were pulled off, and then his intestines and internal organs.

Luo Qingxin and Xiao Chuxia were also in the same situation. Their scalps were peeled off, their limbs were torn off, and their indescribable parts were torn into pieces. They died miserably, and their blood instantly dyed the lake red.

Only Fang Xiu and Yang Ming were not dead for the time being.

Fang Xiu had swallowed a lot of weird things, so his physique was no longer human and was very strong. Even though he had lost his spirituality, his body was still there. With his strong body, he did not sit and wait for death, but continued to sink with the help of the power of the corpses.

He felt that these corpses were not the source, and the real source should be at the bottom of the lake. Since he had decided to die, he must die in the hands of the source, otherwise the corpse lake that would appear in the future would not be complete.

Yang Ming was worthy of being the son of destiny. He could always turn danger into safety when he encountered danger.

When he was torn by countless pale weird hands, his corpse-suppressing beads and corpse water jars burst into strange light at the same time.

The corpse-suppressing beads directly suppressed the corpses in the water, and all the corpses close to him dissipated, turning into strange forces that merged into the corpse-suppressing beads.

And the lake water was constantly being swallowed up by the corpse water jar.