White Hair Trench.

The light filled the entire underwater valley, making everyone's expressions bright.

Ship Ghost and the others looked solemn, their eyes focused on Cang Xu and Crying Wind.

Cangxu and Crying Wind are already kneeling on the ground, among many believers.

The murlocs of the Daji Tribe were all quiet, but when they glanced at Cang Xu, their eyes revealed the blazing flames of hatred!

If eyes could kill, Cang Xu would have been killed hundreds of times by the murlocs of the Daji tribe.

After all, this is the enemy who killed the entire tribe.

This is the revenge of genocide!

"When you get to the brood, even if you are killed by the holy beast, I will kill you first!" There are many fishmen from the Daji tribe who hold this idea.

Many people had already conspired before this to work together to kill Cang Xu!

Crying Wind stood close to Cang Xu and smiled bitterly: "It seems that when we get to the ocean nest, we will probably have to fight hard first."

Cang Xu consoled him: "Don't worry, it's not as dangerous as the previous battle on the Styx. Most fishmen have never experienced teleportation, and we will be the first to react. When the time comes, we will take the initiative to approach the holy beast, and there will still be a chance.

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After saying this, Cang Xu looked at Qing Xin.

Qingxin stood far away, feeling the fishman's malice toward Cang Xu, and she had no interest in getting closer to Cang Xu.

Cang Xu's eyes flashed slightly and he immediately changed his gaze.

If he greets Qingxin now, it will undoubtedly expose their relationship and bring disaster to Qingxin.

As before, the magic circle was humming, and the divine inscriptions and magic runes complemented each other.

A large number of sea beasts were absorbed by the golden altar, their flesh and blood were eliminated, and their bones fell to the ground, making the golden altar more powerful.

Space fluctuations were generated, sending all the believers around the altar into the ocean nest.

"Coming in!" After the murlocs of the Daji tribe reacted, they quickly scanned their surroundings.

"I found a beard scab, come on together!"

"He's right there, don't run!"

"If you still want to escape to the holy beast, you are simply courting death."

"You have harmed our Daji tribe, we will cut you into pieces!!"

The murlocs of the Daji tribe tore "Cangxu" into pieces and then devoured it in one bite, obviously hating Cangxu.

However, they don't know that all this is just an illusion.

What represents Cang Xu is just an alchemy material in the Deep Sea Monster Fish. It is the corpse of a huge sea fish, but it is blessed with the art of deception and camouflage.

The real Cang Xu has been swallowed by the Rubber Swallower and taken into the Deep Sea Monster Fish.

Those who received the same treatment as him were Cai Feng and Qing Xin.

Both of these Silver-level seals were double-sealed, and the Rubber Swallower easily devoured them alive.

Cang Xu raced against time, and after getting out of the rubber swallower, he walked and ran through the corridor and arrived at the meditation room.

The metal door opened to the side, and the fish-man boy had already completed the compound transformation.

The fish-man boy displayed in front of Cang Xu had twisted lines on his chest and back, each forming a grimace.

With the help of the Grimace Fish bloodline, the fishman boy is qualified to refine and use the undead mana.

"Captain!" Cang Xu saluted with a hint of excitement and expectation.

The fishman boy nodded slightly, and when Cang Xu entered the meditation room and the metal door closed behind him, the boy stretched out his finger to him.

Necromantic Spell—Undead Bloodline Detection Technique!

The mana consumption was intense, and the fish-man boy's black iron-level mana pool was almost bottomed out.

The undead bloodline detection spell is a silver-level spell, and its mana consumption is only the normal silver standard.

The fish-man boy's ability to perform independently relies entirely on his own bloodline talent, which allowed him to have silver-level mana reserves when he was at the black iron level.

Even so, the success rate of the fish-man boy's spellcasting is only around 30%.

Because there are many factors that affect spell release, mana is only one aspect, there are also spell model construction and so on.

This time, perhaps because the fishman boy had prepared for long enough, the success rate was slightly improved. Therefore, the spell was successful the first time it was cast.

A gray light burst out from the fingertips of the fish-man boy.

The light was not dazzling, it was in a straight line, very fast, like a laser, hitting Cang Xu's body.

Cang Xu's body trembled, and his body temperature rose rapidly, as if he was in boiling water.

Soon, wisps of gray mist emerged from the surface of his body.

More and more gray mist swirled around each other, eventually forming a huge ball that completely enveloped Cang Xu. The strong undead aura spread out in all directions.

The fish-man boy released the complex changes in his blood core and began to wait patiently.

In the thick gray fog, Cang Xu was the first to feel some kind of change.

His toes began to itch, or to be precise, his bones itched.

It's getting more itchy!

In just a few seconds, the itching became so severe that Cang Xu's color changed. Knowing that Cang Xu was not a normal person, as an undead being, it was difficult for him to feel such a strong feeling of life.

Cang Xu couldn't help but move his toes. Just when he was about to bend down and reach out to scratch, severe pain occurred.

This severe pain did not replace the previous itching, it was as if his ten toes were so itchy that they pricked his flesh and skin and popped out!

It hurts and itches!

Cang Xu's body shook violently and he could hardly stand.

At this moment, the fish-man boy outside the gray fog saw a group of magical images emerging from the surface of the gray fog.

I saw a sharp claw of white bones gradually appearing, getting bigger and bigger.

The sharp claws gripped the ground hard. The sharp tips of the claws drilled directly into the surface, and then continued to extend deep into the ground.

"It's the twisted withered claw bloodline!" the fish-man boy immediately recognized it.

Ever since he received the intermediate soul inheritance from Cang Xu, he has a lot of information about the life of the undead.

The fish-man boy's face was indifferent and he was not excited.

Because the Withered Claw bloodline is only Bronze level.

"Cang Xu must have a higher level of blood in his body!"

The fish-man boy was very sure.

This is obvious.

Because Cangxu himself has reached the Black Iron level, if he only has the bloodline of the Distorted Withered Claw, he can only reach the Bronze level at most, and there is no way he can surpass Bronze and reach the Black Iron level.

On the surface of the gray fog, the sight of white bone claws spreading suddenly collapsed.

The gray fog kept changing and began to evolve again.

When Cang Xu reacted, he suddenly felt that his toes were no longer itchy and his feet no longer hurt. Instead, his neck began to hurt.

This kind of pain is not the kind of soreness caused by overexertion of the skin and flesh, but a sprain.

It was like someone was playing hard with his head, making his head spin.

In this process, his neck connected his head and body, like a rope being continuously twisted, quickly forming a spiral shape.

Not only was it twisted, his head was also pulled upwards, causing his neck to be continuously stretched.

Cang Xu felt like he had become a toy, falling into the hands of a giant child. The violent giant child was trying to pull his head out of his body.

Cang Xu subconsciously hugged his head and pressed down hard, trying to resist the pulling force.

This is completely his illusion!

But the severe pain was real and it made Cang Xu gasp in pain.

At the same time, a magical scene once again appeared on the surface of the gray fog.

This is a wailing humanoid ghost. The most striking feature of the ghost is that his head is far away from his body. The neck that connects the head and body is thin and long, like a severely twisted, spiral long neck.

Long rope.

"The Bloodline of the Wrong Soul... This bloodline is good, it's gold level." The fishman boy's eyes shone slightly.

But the next moment, the magic image changed again!

The hanged soul originally looked like a willow tree swaying in the wind, but gradually it became immobile, as if it had been hit by a petrification spell.

Moreover, the number of victims is shrinking.

One, two, three...a dozen...counting 10...hundreds of corpses appeared around him.
To be continued...