Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 793 Successfully Landed! (1)
"My goodness!"

On the deck of the ship, there was a sound of exclamation.

"How could this happen? How could there be so many ghouls!" The old bald man's complexion was pale and white. No wonder he was changed by these ghosts. He didn't respond at all. How many years is it the waters of dead souls that have been silent?
Ling Wushuang was also very surprised. At this moment, even she couldn't help feeling a wave of worry in her heart.

"No!" The old bald man bit his chapped and white lips to bloody spots, staring fixedly at the water ghost rolling out of the sea, and suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be that this is an ancient battlefield?" !"

"Ancient battlefield?" Ling Wushuang's expression tightened slightly.

The old bald head was flustered, looking into Ling Wushuang's dark eyes, trembling all over, "I said, I always feel that the outfit of the corpse ghost king is a little familiar and strange, I remembered, it's a battle armor from ancient times !"

The entire surface of the sea is like a huge sinkhole, and ghouls are continuously crawling out of the dark abyss.

Ling Wushuang's lips were lightly pursed into a line, and his voice was suddenly cold, "An ancient battlefield in ancient times?"

While exiting quickly, what popped into Ling Wushuang's mind was the ancient battlefield that he had seen in the cemetery of the gods. However, that time it was a phantom, but now, it is the real ancient battlefield Revenant!
Ling Wushuang's cheeks were tense, if that's the case, then I'm afraid it will be really troublesome today!
The old bald man seems to be in his sixtieth year, and he is in this ancient North Sea area. Naturally, he has experienced and seen a lot of things. Although his strength is limited, his experience is extremely rich, and he will soon see that the situation is not right. .

This is no longer as simple as a ghoul crossing the souls of the dead, but it is very likely to be an ancient battlefield with a million corpses!

"Back!" Ling Wushuang immediately waved his hand and shouted coldly, and shouted at the people around him, "Get out of the way!"

The current situation is no longer something these people can bear. Even a simple spiritual backlash may shake them to pieces. Staying behind Ling Wushuang honestly is already the best help for her. up.

When everyone heard the words, they dodged to the side immediately, clenching their teeth.

Unless there is a miracle, I'm afraid it's really hopeless.

"Ah!" Ling Wushuang let out a cold whistle, and the cold blue hair flew up with the wind, spreading frantically on the silver mask, and the spiritual power of his whole body was instantly raised to the extreme, accompanied by the power of life. burst out.

"hold head high!"

Amidst the shrill neighing of the corpse ghost king, the surrounding undead are gathering more and more!

In the sky, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and the remnants of souls drifted away. On the surface of the sea, black dead souls piled up one after another, coming out densely, and bombarding the invisible light shield one after another with a devastating force.

"Bump bump!"

A remnant soul disappeared, but in exchange for more dead soul bombardment, making creepy dull noises, endless.

"Um--"

Beads of sweat emerged from the forehead under Ling Wushuang's mask. With a muffled groan, overflowing from between the two red lips, he slid a step back with both feet, and stepped fiercely on the pitch-black deck. The crack spread out in an instant.

"Damn it!" Ling Wushuang gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

More and more, even if it is not an ancient battlefield left over from ancient times, this is definitely a burial area where millions of corpses lie buried.

"Little girl!" The old bald man was shocked, but at the same time worried.

This little girl's mental strength is terrifying, but it's not a way to go on like this, she will be consumed to death sooner or later!

"Do you want to help!" Seeing Ling Wushuang, the people gathered around seemed to be unable to hold on, and they were worried and anxious at the same time.

The old bald man was still a little rational, and calmly shouted, "Don't act rashly, we can't help you!"

If his estimate is correct, the power released by this little girl is definitely at the level of a supreme emperor, and her spiritual power is extremely terrifying. Now they rush forward rashly, even if they have the strength of the strongest king, they will suffer a little. The impact of backlash is the end of no bones left.

"What should I do?"

Everyone felt uneasy, but they could only worry on one side, and the shock in their hearts was indescribable.

What is the strength of this girl, she can withstand the attack of so many dead souls with her own strength, could she be relying on some kind of secret magic treasure?
"Boom!"

Accompanied by heavy thunder, bright lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating this pitch-black area flickeringly, and the glimmering light on the sea surface reflected the dead ghost king's stiff and white face, which was gloomy and cold.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came out, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart.

Obviously, the light shield formed by Ling Wushuang's mental power broke through the cracks in the continuous violent impacts, and dissipated after being swallowed by whales!

"Ah——" Ling Wushuang raised his head and screamed again, and the mental power of his whole body was overdrawn crazily, quickly making up for the incomplete cracks. At this time, Ling Wushuang also started to act hard and desperately.

Mixed with dark purple profound energy, it winds up from Ling Wushuang's feet like a long dragon!

Many people around and the old bald head said in unison, "The king of the top-rank Zhushen!"

"Huh!" The blood in the ghost king's eyes is getting thicker and thicker. He is holding a triangular halberd covered in copper rust in his hand like a withered claw, but his broken body does not move at all. The cold eyes staring at Ling Wushuang seem to be Look at a dying corpse.

Cruel, cold.

At this moment, the dead souls floating in the sky and the sea went crazy, crowding towards the invisible shield of light.

"bump!"

Ling Wushuang's dark pupils constricted for a moment, almost blending with the surrounding light, staggering and retreating suddenly, he stepped out of a hole in the steel and iron deck under his feet in an instant, and suddenly stabilized the low mantra. A cry, "Damn it!"

Under the surging black light and shadow, a trace of blood snaked out from the corner of Ling Wushuang's mouth.

The resentment of these dead souls is too heavy, even the power of life she can mobilize now can't quickly eliminate it!

"what--"

"Ouch!"

Even though they had deliberately avoided it, the people around Ling Wushuang were still affected, they were lifted up in the air, and they fell scattered on the deck, screaming and wailing.

"Woooo!"

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves vibrates between the heaven and the earth, and the mournful cry is a call from hell.

"Ahem!" Ling Wushuang coughed lowly, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and his throat was full of fishy sweetness.

(End of this chapter)