As the distance narrowed, the true face of the ship gradually emerged.

It was a giant ship made of singular black gold, as huge as an island, just a length of thousands of meters and a width of seven or eight hundred meters. It was so huge, but it was silent, and was sailing quietly on the sea without a trace of light.

The white dragon horse glanced at it and immediately flew around the road, leaving as if it was running away.

In the endless sea, a mysterious black ship suddenly appeared. No matter how you look at it, it is not a good thing!

Out of the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm, Bailongma made a choice without thinking.

An Bulang looked at the ship, but his eyes lit up and said, "I found that there is a strong scent of treasure fluctuations inside!"

Junshi nodded, "Yes, I smelled something delicious, it was definitely a wonderful and unforgettable ship..."

Ji Yinyin frowned: "There are other activities of living creatures above..."

The three of them briefly discussed and decided to go to the black ship to explore.

The black ship was outside the glowing mysterious sea area. When everyone fell on the deck of the ship, they could still see a sea of ​​light in the distance. Unfortunately, the light projected there was like being swallowed by a black ship. It was impossible to illuminate the black ship here, and they could only see a blurry black shadow.

Even if they were so close, they could not see the entire picture of the black ship.

An Bulang and others landed on the deck of the black ship.

Ji Yinyin's slender hand was filled with pure light, and a pure light was released from her palm, illuminating everything around her.

With the light, everyone could see the surface of the hull with various ancient Taoist patterns, which were clearly full of the atmosphere of ancient times, and gave people a very new sense of contradiction.

Suddenly, a whimpering wind blew.

It seemed as if countless evil ghosts were awakening, crawling on the surface of the ship, quickly approaching everyone.

An Bulang and others immediately alerted and looked around vigilantly.

"What are you doing? Don't release your light!"

"Release the light and attract immortals!"

A sound suddenly came from the other end of the boat board!

Ji Yinyin extinguished the light in her hand, and the sound around her became weaker, and the feeling of danger approaching gradually dissipated.

A queue of monks came from a distance, looking at An Bulang and others with a vigilant look.

"You are also here to hunt for treasures from ancient ships over the years?"

The man in a shark-feather coat in the lead spoke coldly.

"An ancient ship of time?" An Bulang and Ji Yinyin looked at each other, with confusion in their eyes.

"What? So you entered the wrong way? Two Tianyuan Realms and one Shenhai Realm... Haha, if you don't want to die, leave this ship quickly!" A young man next to the man with a long sword in his hand held a proud look on his face. Seeing their reactions, he sneered and said.

The White Dragon Horse and An Bulang are now in the Tianyuan Realm.

As for Ji Yinyin, she did not hide her aura and released her cultivation level in the Divine Sea Realm.

Junshi completely restrained her breath and lay on An Bulang's body.

The monks on the opposite side of this group didn't take it seriously at all. After all, there were two people on the opposite group just asking the Dao Realm, namely the big man and the young man. The rest were all cultivators on the Divine Sea Realm.

In the mysterious sea area of ​​Canghai, you dare not enter without some cultivation.

"This ancient ship is not yours. We also felt the breath of treasures in this ship. Can't we come here to find treasures?" An Bulang said seriously.

"Haha, if you are not afraid of death, just let it go. Just don't drag us down." The young man didn't care about An Bulang, but only his eyes remained on Ji Yinyin, but he soon turned his eyes to other places.

At this time, a monk came quickly and said that he had made a major discovery in the captain's cabin.

When the monks heard this, they rushed to a certain direction.

Only then did Ji Yinyin turn her eyes to An Bulang and say, "Brother Bulang, do we want to follow us?"

"Not for now," An Bulang shook his head, "there is strangeness everywhere."

Ji Yinyin nodded with a serious expression and said, "Before, I could sense the fluctuations of the treasures, but once I got on the boat, any perception disappeared."

The three decided to walk around the hull.

Before I knew it, I walked into the inside of the ship.

The inside of the ship was pitch black, but everyone had strong pupils and could still see some things.

It was so quiet around that they could only hear their own footsteps.

The objects inside the cabin are very exquisite and ancient, and they seem to be ships of some powerful cathedral.

An Bulang walked not far, but actually met another group of practitioners.

They are demon cultivators, including jackals, wolf, tigers and leopards, and each of them is very powerful.

"Such a weak human..."

"They are here to die, hahaha..."

These demon cultivators also laughed at An Bulang and others.

An Bulang's lineup is too weak for them, a bit outrageously weak.

However, except for sarcasm, they did not do anything out of order, but were particularly vigilant.

"Boss, I think that girl is not as good as us..."

Bang!

"Ouch!"

"What the hell are you thinking? Can cultivators with such low cultivation appear here? Those cultivators are full of weirdness..."

"You mean they..."

"Shhh... Stop talking, let's stay away from them."

The group of demon cultivators avoided from afar.

An Bulang and others had an unprecedented hearing, and they were a little amused and crying when they heard this.

Before they could be alert to those demon cultivators, they became scared first.

These demon cultivators are really vigilant and careful. Low cultivation levels become an abnormality and danger.

An Bulang didn't bother to pay attention to them and continued to walk forward.

He carefully sensed everything around him, and looked through some things in the cabin from time to time, but they were all toys and decorations, and nothing particularly valuable.

They happened to pass by a calligraphy and painting studio.

When I saw the paintings above, they were all amazing and had an inexplicable Taoist realm.

There were even women in red dancing in the painting. Some women had killers on their backs suddenly turned around and smiled gracefully, their faces were extremely pale, or a pile of paintings of corpses and seas of blood, exuding a strong sense of death.

Well... it's finally something exciting.

Ji Yinyin was so scared that her legs became weak and she hugged An Bulang's arm.

An Bulang knew that the girl was not pretending this time, she was really afraid of ghosts.

An Bulang is not afraid of ghosts. He has conducted in-depth research on the origin of ghosts.

After all, these things are just some kind of change in life energy, while higher levels involve changes in soul and law. For him, it is a relatively strange and unpredictable danger, and he can deal with it with it if his power is strong enough.

An Bulang looked around the painting and saw a painting with a woman who was particularly beautiful. She danced in a grand dance party, elegant and graceful as a swan. While her white jade arms swinged, there was only half of the painting and half of her hands, as if she was about to stretch out from the painting, so she couldn't see it.

An Bulang approached his body and planned to observe it carefully.

The woman looked at the person outside the painting as if she was also looking at the person outside the painting.

Suddenly, an extremely pale hand suddenly stretched out from the painting and grabbed An Bulang's heart!

"Ah!" the girl screamed.

Bang!

An Bulang grabbed the pale and sharp hand with one hand and snatched it.

"Hello."

The young man's gentle and serious voice echoed in the studio.

The pale hands struggled wildly but couldn't move.

An Bulang looked at the woman in the painting with a friendly expression: "Hello, can you ask you a question?"

The woman in the painting, who was smiling sweetly, suddenly shed blood and tears in her eyes.

An Bulang looked confused and didn't know what he had done wrong.

Bang!

The pale hands suddenly dissipated.

An Bulang found that the woman dancing in the painting had turned her back to him, and her expression was invisible. The woman's jade back was exposed under the evening dress, snow-white and smooth.

An Bulang was a little disappointed and touched the painting, as if he wanted to continue to communicate intimately with the woman, but all he could touch was a simple and brand new painting paper.

He had no choice but to turn his attention to other paintings.
To be continued...