Above the ghost ship.

The boundary between life and death has never been so blurred.

The powerful power of death even directly invaded Fang Yuan, penetrated from the surface of his skin, making his face extremely pale.

Obviously, if it is an ordinary person, the moment he steps on the deck, he will become a corpse.

Even the extraordinary people will retreat step by step in the face of the invasion of the power of death.

"If I do nothing, after three breaths, I have a 30% chance of dying and becoming an undead creature..."

Fang Yuan murmured softly, and suddenly a small sun appeared on his chest.

Boom!

The milky white light spread instantly, meeting the hazy fog of the pirate ships around it, and immediately the most violent chemical reaction occurred, with a hissing explosion.

The white smoke rose, and a circle of undead creatures on the deck screamed and retreated repeatedly.

Pure light and life force, even if intermediate undead creatures encounter it, they will have to peel off their skin.

"Hehehe!!!"

Just when there is an extra holy light on the deck.

A shrill and strange laugh seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.

The white ghost claws stretched out from nowhere, and came to Fang Yuan like a through-the-vagination, grabbed the ball of light and pinched it hard.

Bang!

The light ball exploded, and the pure power of light acted on the ghost's hands, which only caused it to lose one or two pieces of skin.

"Ghost Tyrant?"

Fang Yuan took a step back, and the undestructive effect and light magic on his body disappeared instantly, looking at the newly emerged powerful zombie ghoul.

It is huge in shape, with thick minions, and a large number of ghouls and skeleton soldiers are always lingering around it. These are its summoning objects and the most indifferent cannon fodder.

And above the tyrant's head, a spur of bones raised, forming the appearance of a crown.

There is no doubt that it is one of the three masters of the undead creatures on the ghost ship, a ghoul tyrant with almost endless cannon fodder summoning ability!

And behind this tyrant of the ghoul, there is a huge figure in a black robe.

In the robe is a skeleton decorated with colorful gems, holding a semi-artifact staff wrapped by nine snake heads in his hand. A ball of soul fire burned in the skull, releasing a light of wisdom that is absolutely different from ordinary skeleton soldiers.

There is no doubt that this is a demigod lich, a wise and knowledgeable spellcaster.

The last King of Immortals was a faint dark shadow standing in the void, overlooking these scenes indifferently.

"Three demigod-level existences..."

This great sailing world has strong rules to protect. Once an existence exceeds the boundaries, it will be exiled immediately and cannot interfere with the main world.

And these three guys have been able to be free on the ghost ship until now, obviously not at the level of Fang Yuan’s original deity.

Even so, it is very terrifying.

According to Fang Yuan's estimate, there are three golden immortals and ancient god-level combat power!

Although it is no longer worth mentioning in front of his current body, it is obviously not too difficult to kill his clone.

"The ghost ship has the power to break through the boundaries. If it can be fully utilized, it may be the key to my body breaking through the siege... Of course, to obtain control of the ghost ship, these three demigod-level undead creatures are just thresholds that cannot be avoided..."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly looked into the sky.

He was ready to hunt ghost ships, why did he choose the battlefield in the Thunder Prison?

Of course, it is because it has a good location here, and he has the last discovery, knowing that there must be a secret hidden in the Thunder Sea.

This huge secret is 80% related to an evil god and carries terrifying danger.

At this time, the breath of his body, coupled with the ghost ship, was enough to stimulate the entire Thunder Prison to undergo drastic changes!

Fang Yuan’s idea is very simple, which is to lead out a hidden weapon in the Thunder Prison that even his own deity feels very dangerous, and use the force to attack the ghost ship!

After all, I was also on the ghost ship at this time.

"When you stare at the ghost, the ghost is also staring at you!"

The demigod lich looked at Fang Yuan, and the nine snakes in his hand shone with mysterious light: "Lu Ling - shock!Lu Ling - death!!"

Two rays of light fell on Fang Yuan in an instant, making him almost unable to move and feel the judgment of death.

"The Lord of Dream Soldiers!"

Fang Yuan chuckled and recited his own name.

A layer of charming red light instantly appeared on him, and suddenly expanded, like a strong armor, with strong resistance.

The demigod lich retreated suddenly, and when he looked at Fang Yuan's expression, he seemed to see a ghost: "You are... the favored person of the gods?!"

"Yes, the great Lord of Dream Soldiers has been protecting me!"

Fang Yuan nodded: "The Ghost Ship is not uncommunicable... As long as you three surrender to me and work for me with the Ghost for three years, I will let you get freedom. How about it?"

"The original sin of greed will drag you into hell!"

The ghoul tyrant roared loudly: "Your flesh and blood will surely become my sacrifice!"

"Don't be so alive and dead. If you surrender... I can use the captain's identity to lift the curse you bear, and even... give you the opportunity to get rid of the constraints of the ship and land on the shore of Shanghai!"

In fact, these undead creatures on the ghost ship are also very pitiful.

He can only move at sea, like a lonely ghost, and cannot step onto the land.

"impossible!"

The Ghoul Tyrant immediately objected: "The captain of the ghost ship must be an undead!"

But the demigod lich seemed to have some unspeakable meaning and was flashing.

The Undead King in the void had been silent before, and suddenly a thought came out: "Fast battle and quick decision, a huge danger is approaching!"

"Finally come!"

Fang Yuan breathed a long time.

Rumble!

The next moment, the thunder sea area, which seemed calm because of the appearance of the ghost ship, suddenly changed terrifyingly.

The storm was pouring, and waves came towards us, as if the ocean became furious in an instant.

The most important thing is that the thunder in the void is constantly gathering together, turning into the shape of a huge palm, pressing down with a head and face.

What kind of giant hand is this?

It is composed entirely of lightning and lightning, with an indescribable aura, covering the sky and destroying everything, and the target is the ghost ship!

"There is indeed a big secret in the Thunder Prison. Is this an evil god? He has not been exiled, but was sealed? He can even temporarily break through the power of the seal?"

A flash of light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes.

"That eternal death is the destination of all souls in the world...the immortal destiny has the ship that lingers with ghosts..."

At this time, the most mysterious king of the Undead suddenly began to chant.

Hissing!

With its chanting, the hull of the ghost ship immediately changed drastically.

A trace of black mist emerged from the hull and continued to spread.

A large number of undead suddenly appeared in the fog.

They were illusory, mostly wearing white clothes, with dull and pale faces, and an indescribable aura of death.

At this moment, he spoke softly, his voice hoarse: "Saint! The great ship of the underworld... You are the bridge across life and death!"

"You are the ferryman of the soul and the witness of death in the world!"

"Your glory is beyond everything in the world!"

...

These undead were like crazy believers, murmured praying, and actually worshipped the ship as a god!

In fact, with the long history of the ghost ship and its terrifying reputation, if it were a person, I would have saved enough to be the god!

The King of Immortals blatantly triggered the foundation of the ghost ship. Suddenly, a big black hand emerged and collided with the Thunder palm.

Two godlike big hands began to fight in the air, and even the black palm of death was better.

A trace of death's power dissipated, directly causing the scale of Thunder's palm to continue to decrease.

"Ah...who dares to blaspheme the majesty of my God of Mad Thunder?"

This change immediately caused the entire Thunder Sea to riot.

The electric snake dances wildly in the dark clouds, gathering into a simple and majestic face.

At this moment, when you look down, there seems to be a thunderous birth and death in your eyes, emitting light.
To be continued...