The mountain ghost blows out the lights

The pool of blood patrolled not far outside the ship, a deep red pool, like a living thing.

I don't know what it was hesitating for, its shape changed back and forth, and after several times of probing back and forth, it slowly moved forward a little bit.

Feng An snorted coldly, and the flick of his fingers was like a cluster of flames.

The flame fell into the sea water of the unclean sea, but it did not go out immediately. Obviously, the temperature was extremely high, and the sea water stirred up in a small area for a while before returning to its original state.

This is just a warning.

The blood pool was not injured, but it seemed to be irritated, the whispers from the soul suddenly amplified, and the specific content was still unclear, but the venom in it could not be mistaken, like a cold blade, or from Jiuyou the wind below.

The bright red sea protruded out like a snake, and it raised its body high, forming a wall of waves.The soul inside the wall began to agitate again and wanted to escape. A bird appeared from the top, still struggling, but the direction was not facing Feng An, but it seemed to be struggling to stay away from the battle.

But in fact it can't do this anymore, it still doesn't seem to understand that it is not a bird now, but a sad soul swallowed by blood.

They have all become part of the blood pool.

After all, Feng An has seen the big world, and was not frightened by this menacing wall of blood.He snorted softly, took two steps forward, and stood on the bow of the boat.

The temperature in the air gradually became very scorching hot, and fine clusters of light gathered from literally all directions, swaying and hooking together, quickly forming a shape.

He gave birth to a pair of beautiful wings.

Being confined on a small black-covered boat is really not pleasant enough, Feng An never wronged himself, since there was not enough space on the boat, he simply flew directly.

Yan Jinping: "Oh."

This battle is big enough, it seems that Feng An's heart is really not very happy.

Ya Yu took time out of her busy schedule to glare at him, worried that his voice would hinder Feng An's performance, but Wu Shou seemed to be unable to hear other voices, so she just raised her head and silently watched Feng An's body hanging in mid-air. back view.

Although Feng An is not short, he is really not a burly person. At this time, he is set off by the tall red sea wall, making him look even smaller. Even with the pair of wings, there is no improvement, as if the wall is lightly pressing down on him. If you come over, you will be able to push him into the boundless unclean sea.

However, Feng An showed no fear, looked up at the blood pool that was ready to go, and stretched out a hand expressionlessly, and a golden-red flame gradually formed in his palm.

The flames gathered more and more, forming a huge fireball, and then the fireball shrank in size, but the light became brighter, almost to the point of dazzling.

The surrounding temperature did not decrease but increased, he was compressing the volume of the fireball.

How could Xuechi allow time for him to succeed?Many sharp thorns suddenly protruded from the red sea waves, and the thorns elongated instantly, attacking Feng An menacingly, as if wanting him to experience the feeling of 'thousand arrows piercing the heart'.

Feng An didn't pay attention to this kind of attack at all, he just flapped his wings lightly, his body dodged to the side, and he avoided all the spikes lightly.

He was hanging above the black-covered boat, but this dodge made Feng An completely out of range of the boat.Yan Jinping thought of something at this time, he turned his head to look at Feng An's reflection in the water, and then gave a very strange 'huh'.

"What's the matter?" Shen Lianxing didn't expect that he would be distracted at this time, so he looked over and soon found out what Yan Jinping was surprised about.

Feng An has no reflection.

He was clearly in the sky above the Unclean Sea, but there was nothing in the black water.

They had only seen such a thing once before.

On the spirit guard who looks the same as Feng Qiu.

Yan Jinping wondered, "Is it because they are two brothers?"

"It's not a relative." Shen Lianxing said, "The race is different, and the identity is different. Even if that person is really Fengqiu, I'm afraid there is still a pattern in it that we haven't discovered."

"That's right." Yan Jinping thoughtfully, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

While the two were talking, the fireball in Feng An's hand had already taken shape. He easily dodged every attack by the sea water, and when he saw the right opportunity, he sent the fireball towards the side of the sea wall.

With extremely high temperature, the fireball scalded all the way to the sea of ​​blood. The sound of breaking through the air was like a loud whistle, and the speed was so fast that even the blood pool couldn't react at that moment.

……Um?

Feng An frowned indistinctly, that strike looked powerful just now, but he knew that this strike was missed for some reason, it was originally aimed at the center, but in the end it would hit the side of the wave.

However, it is the flame of the Golden Crow after all, and if there is no accident, it can burn almost everything in this world.

Even if it misses, it doesn't matter.

The flame touched the side of the waves, and it was supposed to be extinguished by the sea, but unexpectedly it burned even more vigorously. The golden-red flames used the blood in the blood pool as a fuel for combustion, and quickly spread to the entire side, and there was a huge explosion. A trend to extend toward the middle.

The people on the boat were so close that they could even smell something burnt.

The sea of ​​blood let out a mournful cry, and hurriedly retreated below the surface of the sea, but it was still a step too late.

The flame of the Golden Crow persisted in burning for a while in the water of the Unclean Sea before it went out. The side of the blood pool turned black. It's almost impossible to tell where is where.

Feng An watched covetously outside, waiting for it to attack this broken pond again if it dared to show its head.

No matter what method the blood pool used to change the trajectory of the fireball.Next time, he will definitely not miss it again.

However, Xuechi wasn't stupid after all. After only one round, he knew that he couldn't do anything to these people, and he didn't try to be brave. It was like some kind of huge sea creature that sank slowly into the unclean sea, and could never be seen again.

Feng An fell back to the bow of the boat, his wings turned into some flames with a whir, and disappeared into the air in an instant.

"Let it run away." He sat down as soon as he landed, and frowned, "It should have been killed directly, but it's a pity."

After exercising for a while, the young man's complexion was a little red, but his breath was still very even, which was not a big deal for him.

"It's already very good." Yan Jinping said, "Our goal is not it after all, so let's run away if we run away."

He and Shen Lianxing tacitly did not mention the reflection. Feng An obviously knew this before, but since he didn't tell them, he must have his own considerations.

Ya Yu was very worried about Feng An, seeing him coming back, she immediately leaned forward, frowned and asked in concern: "Commander Feng, are you alright?"

"What can I do?" Feng An waved his hand and said with a smile, "Didn't you just see it too? That thing can't even touch my side, it can't do anything to me."

Turning his head to look at Wushou again, he noticed that the child was not in the right state as soon as he landed: "What's wrong with you, did that ghost thing affect you just now?"

"It's okay." Wu Shou's complexion was pale, his lips were tightly pressed, and cold sweat covered his forehead.He didn't even care about his honorific title, he hugged his arms for a while, and then emphasized again, "It's really all right, but I've never seen this... such a thing, it's kind of..."

Oh, this is scary.

This child has always been calm and rational, and has never shown this side of himself. It almost makes people forget that he is just an ordinary crow.On the one hand, Feng An was very distressed, but on the other hand, he felt a little fresh.

He considerately did not continue to ask, patted Wushou on the back, and comforted him: "It's okay, that thing has gone."

Ya Yu also said: "Yes, why don't you go and have a rest?"

Wushou smiled reluctantly, with a nauseous expression on his face, endured it, and finally apologized in a low voice, and bent down and got into the boat canopy.

The matter had been settled, and the boat started to move leisurely again.

Yan Jinping still had the time to tease Feng An: "It seems that Feng's commanding style has not diminished from before, it's amazing."

Feng An glanced sideways at him, and returned him a look of disdain.

There are a few big characters written on the face: Where is this?

It's just that the relaxed atmosphere only lasted for a moment, and Jin Wu Feiyang's expression immediately dimmed again, and the light golden eyelashes drooped down, covering the young man's sight.

After experiencing for a while what exactly is in this unclean sea, his mood must be very complicated.

Yan Jinping sighed, turned his head and knocked on the side of the boat, and asked the ghost in the lamp: "Do you know how long it will take to get there?"

The boat didn't move, the oil lamp hanging on the bow swayed twice, and the ghost let out a very unwilling moan.

This is what I don't know. It seems that it can only be used as a power source for the ever-burning lamp, and nothing else can be counted on it.

The sky was foggy, hanging indistinctly above the heads of several people, and the sound of the water was soft and mysterious.

The further you go inside, the more you can notice that the temperature is gradually dropping. For the time being, it’s not cold, but a silent coolness, like an invisible chain, which penetrates every gap in the clothes, and penetrates into the bones of the person. inside.

Yan Jinping and the others have been to the Daxue Mountain before, and they have even seen such coldness, so the coldness is naturally nothing to worry about.It's just that the two little crows didn't know how to do it after all, and they felt cold, so the crows got out of the boat tent again, and huddled together with the crows silently.

Feng An glanced at them, popped out a small fireball, hung in front of the two of them, and let them get closer to keep warm.

Crowfeather stared at the fireball in silence.

Now he finally understood why Feng An didn't let him come to the Unclean Sea with him in the first place.My own ability is too shallow, even if I insist on following, I won't be able to help much, but it will only cause a lot of trouble for the leader.

Crow Feather felt a little regretful.

Wu Shou saw his emotions, but didn't say anything, but moved closer and whispered: "Don't think too much, it's fine."

"...Mmm." Ya Yu responded, turned around and saw Wu Shou was still pale, obviously very uncomfortable, and felt even more uncomfortable.

——Are they really qualified to follow Feng's command and be his right-hand man?

Feng An walked all the way, although he didn't say anything...but did he actually think this way in his heart?

It's confusing, but it's useless to think about it now.Ya Yu settled down, and to show her friendliness, she also reached out and patted Wu Shou on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "We are following Feng's command, what can we do?"

The black head was still upright, but when he slapped it, he couldn't help but wince, forced a smile, and replied, "Yes."

no longer speak.

The author says:

See you tomorrow Qiuqiu, this article should not be as long as the first two chapters.