Chapter 1282 (1/2)

”The blood of a monk is much more than that of a mortal, so we need more time to travel.”

Qian Cheng's voice came.

The words are light, but it makes people feel a sense of bewitching.

They immediately looked up and found that it was exactly what Qian Cheng said.

The ship is still moving forward.

They are very close to the palace.

When the accident happened before, all they could see was the pyramid like outline of the palace.

But now, they can see the cornices and pavilions on the surface of the palace.

”This palace was built by hollowing out an island.” Ursula looked at her, and after a moment, she said.

Others also heard usram's words.

But now their attention can no longer be put on the palace in front of them.

In particular, Li Mo and Ma Cheng's several nuns of Ning Mai Jing all looked lost at this time.

Because they all know that once the blood and gas of the former two monks of pulse setting realm are exhausted, it will be their turn.

At the moment, the only thing they can do is to hope that this warship can go faster and farther.

In fact, reality is always disappointing.

And the disappointment came so quickly.

The moving warship, in a numbing creak, gradually slowed down, and then stopped completely.

Ma Cheng got up to the side of the boat, looked down, and then said to the people with a pale face, ”here we go again.”

The white bone arm once again held the ship.

And in the darkness of the heads, there was also the sound of flapping wings.

The intense crisis, like a big army, constantly oppresses the souls of the people at the scene.

Everyone knows it's time for sacrifice.

The six or seven people around Li Mo and Ma Cheng, in particular, trembled with naked eyes at this moment.

No one urged, but everyone knew that in a moment, it would be decided who was going to die this time.

Little by little, the air in the lung cavity was squeezed clean, and Li Mo's face became more and more ugly.

It was a mixture of remorse, anger and shame.

His fists were clenched and his teeth clucked.

The situation he is facing now is totally different from what he expected.

But Qian Cheng has only one road ahead of them: either follow him or die.

Li Mo's eyes were on the faces of all the people at the scene.

First of all, Qian Cheng and the man and woman around him.

Almost in an instant, his eyes passed the three men.

Naturally, there is no need to say more about the reason.

The huge gap between tianxinjing and diyuanjing was enough to dispel all his unrealistic ideas.

Next is Shelley.

Li Mo's eyes slightly stopped on the other side, and then turned to Chu Yan.

The two congmai realms that followed Xue Li had been taken as examples before, buried in the darkness above people's heads and this strange lake.

At this moment, Xue Li is already alone.

Compared with other people, Xue Li's face and state at the moment give people a feeling of walking dead.