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Chapter 1670: Early warning of one-eyed paper stabbing, a living person boarded the ship

Headless Jin'an didn't have the time to play hide-and-seek with these evil creatures in the cabin, so he immediately split the entire large ship into two pieces.

One effort can bring down ten levels.

boom!

In the falling snow and flying dust kicked up by the hull of the ship, a collapsing air flow was rolled up, and a figure rushed out, with the speed of air blasting, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of the headless Jin'an.

It was the charred corpse of cannibalism.

As the killing approached, the cannibal's charred corpse smashed out a big bone stick in his hand. The big bone stick tore through the air, with a violent sound of wind, and exploded a cloud of mist in the air, hitting the headless Jin'an head-on.

The shape of the big bone stick is very strange. It is made up of many human leg bones and arm bones and is twisted into a big bone stick. It is as tall as a person. It is like a big white iron rod coming at it. Every time it dances, it brings up a big bone stick.

Whispering wind.

It seems that this charred corpse is still somewhat intelligent. He knows that he cannot defeat the headless Jin'an with his bare hands, so he found a handy weapon this time to fight against the long knife in the hand of the headless Jin'an.

As for the human leg bones and arm bones on the white bone stick, there is no doubt that they must come from the bones of those who were eaten by the scorched corpses.

The human faces floating on the scorched corpse's skin must be the souls of the people it ate alive.

It's just that Jiao Zhi overestimated his own strength and underestimated the sharpness of the Kunwu Sword. The Kunwu Sword is a magical weapon with a level of more than two million Yin De. It can kill anyone below the fourth realm.

clang!

Sparks flew, and the moment the Kunwu knife and the bone stick clashed, the winner was decided.

Red flames and avenue tremolo erupted from Kunwu's sword, and the space barrier was shattered like fragments of glass. The white bone stick in the hand of the scorched corpse, which was twisted into countless human bones, was shaken out by the avenue tremolo with just one blow.

Countless cracks.

Many bone spurs cracked by the shock pierced the jaws of the palms of the scorched corpses, and dark black corpse-smelling blood flowed out, soaking the white bone club in his hands black.

This scene was beyond the charred corpse's cognition. Even he did not expect that his killing move would turn out to be so weak in front of the headless Taoist priest in front of him.

The bone-white stick in his hand would never be able to withstand the second blow.

He was so frightened that he wanted to retreat and planned to use other means of attack, but Headless Jin'an didn't give him this chance at all.

The headless Jin'an took a step forward, and with the surging fire wave and the terrifying tremolo of the avenue, the Kunwu sword slashed at the scorched corpse head-on.

There are no sword moves.

All it takes is Dao Zhijian's brute force.

His sword brought together the strength of the martial arts immortal and the fourth realm. It was a simple sword, but it exceeded the limit of the sword. When the head was cut, the charred corpse had not yet reacted.

It's not that I haven't reacted yet, it's that I didn't have a chance to react at all.

Bang!

The big bone stick in the hand of the scorched corpse was overwhelmed. This time, without even touching the blade, it was torn to pieces by the tremolo of the avenue transmitted into the void by the Kunwu knife, and exploded violently in the hand of the scorched corpse.

The force of the Kunwu knife continued unabated, and with a chirping sound, the charred corpse that was standing there and unable to react was split into two pieces from head to toe.

The two corpses were violently shaken apart by the concussive force of Kunwu's sword, and each of them flew hundreds of steps away.

But this time there is still no avenue induction.

The headless Jin'an was also very brave. He simply used the inner energy of the Black Mountain to ignite the scorched ship that he cut in half. This is called cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, which is also called killing them all.

Crackling!

The internal energy of Heishan is a yang-fire technique. When encountering these yin-energy evil objects, it is like hot oil meeting cold water. There will be continuous explosions in the fire, and the more it burns, the more powerful it will be.

Sure enough, as soon as he lit the boat on fire, a charred corpse came out of the raging fire and roared resentfully at him.

But the charred corpses and ships were quickly swallowed up by the internal energy of Black Mountain.

Next, charred corpses kept coming out of the raging fire, and they were immediately engulfed by the internal air of the Black Mountain. The scorched corpses walked out and were swallowed by the internal air of the Black Mountain... This cycle continued until the hull of the ship was burned to ashes, and the charred corpses never appeared again.

sulfuric acid!

Headless Jin'an sheathed his sword and walked back to the overflowing ship that was filled with human food. This time he took out the King of Qin's bone mirror and took a look at the ship in front of him.

The surrounding world of ice and snow disappeared, and he once again stood in the claustrophobic darkness of the ghost ship's storage room that exuded a strong smell of blood. At this time, he still maintained the posture of standing on the human flesh cauldron, twisting his neck and looking at the door behind him.

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The stinky blood that was originally contained in the human flesh cauldron has drained away along the newly opened cracks. Now there is only one statue left in it, suppressing the evil spirit. It is surprising that he is the one left in the earth.

The statue of Emperor Tubo in the Temple of Emperor Bo.

Snap.

Headless Jin'an jumped off the human flesh cauldron, and when he used the soul-inducing lamp to shine on the human face on the human flesh cauldron this time, he felt a little more enlightened.

There must have been survivors of the fleet that ran aground back then, relying on the fresh food to make it out of the snowy mountains alive, and then joined a new fleet to work hard for a living.

As a result, in the new fleet, the cannibalism was completely out of control and could no longer be suppressed, turning into a man-eating monster.

This survivor is the owner of the human face on the human flesh cauldron in front of him.

But there was one thing he hadn't figured out: where was the Immortal Cauldron of Immortals? He originally thought he could find the Immortal Cauldron directly on the ghost ship, but the situation was a bit complicated. The Immortal Cauldron did not appear on the ghost ship.

On the ship, the Immortal Cauldron of Immortality still remains in the snowy mountains covered with ice and snow.

Cannibalism appeared on this ship just because a survivor boarded the ship, causing a tragedy for everyone on the ship.

"It seems that I have a lot of things to do next. I have to go to the Rakshasa Kingdom to investigate clues about the mountain god, and I also have to go to the other side of the ocean to find the Kingdom-level Magical Treasure Immortal Cauldron, which will cause endless troubles..."

Fortunately, a major discovery was made this time. The truth about the Shenzhou fleet more than ten years ago was investigated, and the specific location where the Gewu Xianding was abandoned overseas was traced.

Just as he was pondering to sort out his thoughts, the door of the storage room behind him slammed open again and hit the wall hard, interrupting his thoughts.

Snap.

Snap.

There were footsteps walking back and forth in the completely dark storage room, and the distance from him was getting closer and closer.

Headless Jin An looked at the door of the room in surprise. The human flesh cauldron had been suppressed by the statue of Emperor Tu Bo. Are there other dangers hidden here?

He stood still, waiting for the footsteps to get closer and closer to him.

A white figure appeared next to the headless Jin An like a ghost, and the single eye on the face was staring at the headless Jin An.

It was the headless Jin An who stayed on the deck of the ship, keeping watch for him with his one-eyed paper stick.

The one-eyed Zizharen glanced at the human cauldron. There was no change in expression on Zhizha's cold face. He looked at the headless Jin'an again, opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice: "Someone has boarded the ship."

People whose mouths are pierced with single-eyed paper refers especially to living people.

Headless Jin Anxin's head was trembling. There was a living person on board the ship, and the living space of Dutuuzhizhao was squeezed, so he had no choice but to go down to the cabin to look for him.

"How many people are on board, and what do they look like?"

"Come on, let's go back to the deck. I want to see who broke into our ship."

Headless Jin'an left the storage room with the one-eyed Zhizharen and went to the deck to meet the enemy. He kept the statue of Emperor Tubo in the storage room to suppress the darkness.


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