Pirate's I'll become stronger by fishing

Chapter 275

In the new world, a place where strong winds blow from all directions.

On the sea, wooden debris and mummified remains floated.

From a distance, the huge blood color giant ball is like a blood cocoon floating on the sea.

In the blood cocoon, a pirate ship moored quietly.

Wheeze!

In the blood cocoon, a sound of something being eroded came.

"Shit, shit, shit!"

In mid air, misoga's scream came. He suddenly withdrew his hand and showed the things in his hand to the people below.

In his hand, a long fine steel knife was eroded, leaving only a short section!

"You come back, I'll try!"

Zhang Jun's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. The hardness of the refined steel long knife is extraordinary. It can't resist the erosion of the blood curtain!

He decided to test it with his own armed color hegemony. After all, his armed color hegemony has surpassed refined steel!

"Boss, be careful!"

Under the control of Lan Ling, misoga soon returned to the Dragon ten thousand miles and said a word of concern.

Zhang Jun nodded and rose directly into the air.

Standing in front of the blood curtain, Zhang Jun focused his armed color on the index finger of his right hand.

Suddenly, his index finger became dark and bright!

Without hesitation, Zhang Jun stretched out his finger directly.

One second!

In less than a second, Zhang Jun felt a great tingling.

With a brush, Zhang Junfei quickly retracted his fingers.

I saw that the skin and flesh on my fingers had been corroded!

Zhang Jun didn't care about the pain in his hand. He frowned and looked ugly.

The blood curtain could isolate his seeing and hearing, so he didn't know how thick the blood curtain was.

But just now, the moment he put his finger in, he felt it.

Two meters!

Two meters!

Coupled with the terrible corrosive force, even Zhang Jun can't get out alive!

Moreover, according to his observation, he found that the blood curtain was still shrinking slowly!

This is not the most terrible. The most terrible thing is that with the reduction of the blood curtain, its thickness is increasing!

This leads to the hope that Zhang Jun and others will rush out will decrease with the increase of time.

"Misoga! Wind!"

Suddenly, Zhang Jun frowned and roared.

Misoga heard Zhang Jun's voice. Although he was a little confused, he still moved quickly.

With the waving of the weather stick in his hand, a gust of wind rose in the enclosed space!

"Justice! Wind!"

Then, Zhang Jun put his right hand on the handle of the knife, and with a roar that broke the sky, thunder blood came out of the scabbard!

Carrying the wind of the whole space, the thunder blood in Zhang Jun's hand is indomitable, as if everything can be broken!

Hiss!

A huge tearing sound sounded, and a long and narrow crack appeared on the blood curtain!

This long and narrow crack leads directly to the outside world, and you can vaguely see the bright sunshine.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Jun took a long breath, put away thunder blood and frowned.

He has almost done his best, but the crack is still too narrow!

and

Zhang Junning saw that the crack was healing quickly. I'm afraid it would completely converge in less than two seconds!

"What can I do..."

On the Long Teng Wan Li, Hill whispered something helpless.

In her heart, Zhang Jun is omnipotent. Even he can't break the blood curtain. What should they do?

"Brother Jun! Come back quickly and I'll cure your fingers!"

A moment later, Qingming appeared in her eyes and shouted.

Zhang Jun nodded and returned to the boat.

"This..."

A moment later, Zhang Jun, who was thinking about things without paying attention to his fingers, was suddenly pulled back by Hill's exclamation.

Looking down, I saw that the fingers treated by Hill for a while still didn't get better.

"What is this?"

Zhang Jun had a headache. It was obvious that there was a force that prevented the healing of his fingers, which he had never seen before.

"The power of the curse... This is the power of the curse!"

Just then, the voice of Bai Li Tian Xiang came.

…

At the same time, a strange sound sounded from time to time in ghost Moyan's room.

The ghost Mo Yan was standing on the floor, holding a pure white Taidao in both hands.

On the ground, two incomplete knives lay there quietly.

Those two remnant swords are the soul guarding ghost swords and blasphemy swords!

…

Time goes back to when the blood curtain was just closed.

Ghost Mo Yan stood on the deck holding Bai Wu, looking ferocious.

It's like suffering.

Later, with the help of Zhang Jun, he was able to return to his room.

In order to concentrate on subduing Baiwu!

However, after Zhang Jun left, there was a sudden change!

The two knives that had been with him for a long time suddenly began to tremble.

With the change of the two knives, Bai Wu seemed to be stimulated and suddenly began to vibrate the same.

At the same time, a gray gas appeared on the white blade.

The gas split into two and attacked the two knives respectively.

While ghost Mo Yan was tightly controlled by Bai Wu, he could only watch the gas collide with two knives.

At the moment of touching, ghost Moyan obviously felt something wrong.

Sure enough, just a moment.

Lose the array with two knives!

bang

The two knives that accompanied him for so long broke to the ground so easily.

For a moment, ghost Mo Yan felt the blood surging in his mind.

These two knives are no different from his partner, who was destroyed in front of him.

Ghost Mo Yan suddenly went crazy!

The frenzy that has not been seen for a long time suddenly reappears.

Ghost Mo Yan must fly, and the blood red pupils are ferocious!

No one noticed that in the depths of his body, a strange breath slowly emerged.

With the surge of his breath, he began to wander around the ghost Mo Yan's whole body.

It is also the emergence of this breath that ghost Mo Yan can stand off with Bai Wu until now.

Otherwise, even if he tried his best, he couldn't resist the smell of white.

But even so, his body is difficult to support the contest between the two sides.

Visible to the naked eye, ghost Mo Yan's body is slowly withering.

If this trend continues, he will become a man before he has subdued nothing!

Squeak

Just then, his door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhang Jun came in first.

Behind him, Bai Li Tian Xiang with his head down also came over.

"Go."

Zhang Jun whispered to Bai Rita Xiang that his right index finger was no longer injured.

Bai Litian Xiang nodded and a firm look flashed in her eyes.

Just now on the deck, Bai Lidian Xiang finally revealed everything.

It turned out that most of her own experiences were true.

Just hide a little. Her family is cursed like ghost Mo Yan's family.

But her family's curse is a little different.

Her family can only survive one generation, and this person must reproduce.

Even if I don't want to, I will be forced by the power of curse.

And those extra children will be led to disciple town by curse.

Some became puppets and some became sacrifices.

To the Bai Li Tian Xiang generation, for various reasons, only she survived!

It is for this reason that her body is alienated, which has become an uncontrollable desire for the curse!

At the same time, he also had the ability to absorb part of the power of the curse. It was just like this that Zhang Jun's fingers were restored.

If Bai Wu hadn't inserted the knife into the source of the curse, Bai Li Tian Xiang might have become a sacrifice under the control of the curse!

At the beginning, she also planned to expose the curse in vain by using herself as bait.

In this way, Zhang Jun and his party can get nothing.

In her mind, as long as someone can get nothing, maybe he can eliminate the curse forever!

In order to achieve this goal, she did not hesitate to sacrifice herself!

But things have somehow developed into what they are now, which makes her a little at a loss.

In particular, the monster transformed by the curse broke out into this terrible blood curtain after losing white nothing.

After feeling the curse power contained in the blood curtain, shirita Xiang realized it.

Only white nothing can break!

But Bai Wu's knife is not so easy to subdue!

Up to now, she can only fight. She hopes that the blood that seems to be opposite to the curse after her own change can help ghost Mo Yan subdue Bai!

With a tear, Bai Li Tian Xiang directly took out a knife and cut his right hand.

Tick... Tick

The blood dripped slowly and fell on the white blade.