2975 An unforeseen event, a false accusation? _1
There was no movement at all as the wooden boat sailed, and the surroundings were also extremely quiet.
It gave people the feeling that they were sitting on a large broken wooden board, floating at the bottom of an ancient well without waves.
When they first set off, there were many ships and cultivators in the surroundings. However, in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the changing sea of purple light.
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Although this situation was strange, the twelve cultivators on the ship didnât find it strange.
Anyone could feel that this calm ocean that was enveloped by the purple light was actually a vast world.
It seemed to be very close, but when the ship moved forward, every little bit of movement would quickly open up the distance between them.
It was like a small section on a map, seemingly unremarkable, but in reality, it was a very long distance.
There was silence on the boat. No one knew where the boat was going, and the only thing they could do was wait quietly.
The cultivators had already discovered that they couldnât fly or use any spell techniques in this place.
In such a special environment, the flat-bottomed wooden boat under their feet became their only foothold in the ocean.
Therefore, if it was not necessary, the cultivators would try their best to maintain this stable state until it was broken.
It didnât take long before the slowly advancing wooden boat suddenly came to a slow stop.
It gave people the feeling that they had lost the power to move forward, and they had to provide thrust.
Although something unexpected had happened, it was still within the expectations of the cultivators, so the ship remained quiet enough.
the wooden boat has already lost its power. Everyone, donât hesitate and quickly move forward with the oars.
The last strong cultivator who boarded the boat shouted to the other cultivators. At the same time, he waved the bronze oars in his hand and glided on the smooth water surface.
The seawater that was splashed up actually didnât make any sound, only rippling in circles.
In this space filled with purple light, the cultivators âvision was not affected, and they could clearly see the situation on the sea.
could there be any monsters hiding under the sea? â
A cultivator said as he looked at the sea below with a vigilant expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, the calm sea surface was suddenly split open, and thin and long tentacles extended from the bottom of the sea. They were covered in shimmering spots of light and lines.
After these tentacles appeared, they immediately swept towards the cultivator who had spoken. They were fast and urgent.
The cultivator was shocked and subconsciously wanted to fly to Dodge, but he found that he had lost the ability to fly.
âDamn it!â
He was both angry and anxious. He waved the bronze oars in his hands and slashed at the tentacles.
In the process of resisting, he also shouted to the other decorations, â âHurry up and help. If this wooden boat is broken, no one can leave here alive.â
When the other cultivators heard this, they felt that it was the same logic. They waved the bronze oars in their hands and slashed at the tentacles.
Although they couldnât use any spell techniques, the cultivators still had their strength and combat skills. With their combined strength, they were able to resist the wave of tentacles.
During the confrontation, the flat-bottomed boat was almost smashed to pieces. Fortunately, there were four cultivators pushing the oars with all their might, allowing the flat-bottomed boat to move nimbly.
They didnât need to coordinate and command to know what to do. As expected, the cultivators on this ship had rich combat experience.
However, the danger was not over yet. The second wave of attacks from the tentacles came at them again.
Fortunately, the monster still attacked from the surface of the water and not from the bottom of the boat. Otherwise, the cultivators would have been helpless.
This wave of attacks was even more ferocious. The cultivators resisted with all their might and barely managed to repel the monster.
The cultivators âexpressions became more and more serious. If this situation continued, the flat-bottomed wooden boat would be destroyed sooner or later.
Tang Zhen held the bronze oars in his hand. He stared at the movements on the sea surface while observing the reactions of the other cultivators on the ship.
But at this moment, the bull-like cultivator suddenly raised the bronze oar in his hand and smashed it towards a cultivator.
The cultivator was shocked and quickly raised his bronze oars to block the attack. At the same time, he roared, â âDamn it, are you crazy? what do you want?â
The other cultivators were all on high alert and glared at the strong cultivator.
The monster had not been repelled yet, but the strong cultivator had already begun to attack his companions. Who could turn a blind eye to this?
âHehehe, you idiots, didnât you notice that the monsterâs two attacks were both targeted at him?
In the beginning, he was the one who suggested that there might be monsters at the bottom of the sea.
Donât forget where you are. Everything you think and say may be answered here.
The good doesnât work, the bad works, thatâs the logic!â
Hearing the words of the robust cultivator, the originally angry cultivators were shocked and their eyes began to flicker.
âHehehe, now you know. If you want to live, quickly get this guy into the sea and calm the sea monsterâs anger.
If you hesitate any longer, donât even think about leaving this place alive!â
The bull-like cultivator roared again and waved the bronze oars in his hands.
donât listen to his nonsense. Itâs impossible. I only said what I was worried about. How could I have attracted the monster? â
When he noticed that the cultivators were looking at him with more and more hostility, the cultivator hurriedly tried to defend himself, but it was to no avail.
âGo to hell!â
Finally, a cultivator chose to attack. The bronze oars ruthlessly swept toward the other partyâs body.
Suppressed by the strong cultivator, the cultivator who couldnât fight back immediately let out a scream.
In this world of purple light, the cultivatorâs energy-formed body turned into flesh and blood, causing this cultivator to suffer heavy injuries.
âBastard, you crazy people, why do you believe him?â
The severely injured cultivator roared in grief and indignation, but he was already unable to fight back.
âHehehe, you can go to hell!â
The bull-like cultivator waved the bronze oars again and hacked at the cultivator.
The oars were wide and long, with a sharp head, looking like a large guillotine.
When it landed on the body, it could easily cut a person in half at the waist.
âIâm going to die!â
The besieged cultivators felt endless despair and closed their eyes to await death.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sound of weapons clashing rang out. The bronze oar that was slashing towards him was actually directly blocked halfway.
you said that his inappropriate words attracted the monster, but why do I feel that the monster appeared for other reasons? â
Tang Zhen held the oars with one hand and blocked the strong cultivatorâs killing blow. At the same time, he spoke in a cold tone.
âHehehe, then how can you prove that he wasnât the one behind this?â
The cultivator who was as strong as an ox fiercely stared at Tang Zhen, his eyes flashing with malicious light.
itâs very simple. I can imagine that there are actually more terrifying monsters in the sea, and they will soon attack us.
Tang Zhen said in an indifferent tone. However, the expressions of the surrounding cultivators changed drastically. They even revealed a terrified expression.
âYouâre crazy! How can you speak such nonsense? are you trying to kill everyone?â
The robust cultivatorâs expression changed as he rebuked in an angry voice. His words were indeed effective, causing Tang Zhen to receive cold and gloomy gazes.
âDonât rush to a conclusion. Why donât you see if the monster I imagined will really appear?
Or perhaps, you need some Supplementary Methods?â
When Tang Zhen said this, he took out something from his clothes and was about to throw it into the sea.
Seeing this, the strong cultivatorâs eyes turned cold and he put away the bronze oars without hesitation.
âIf thatâs the case, Iâll spare his life for now. But if anything happens again, you two will die together!â
For some reason, the robust cultivatorâs tone seemed to be mixed with a strong sense of unwillingness.
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