Survival in the Demonic Sea: I have god-level talents

The ghost ship is parked next to the island.

Dugu Ye didn't move, he just expanded the range of the white mist again.

"Su Mu, do you want to be my master?"

Su Mu looked at Dugu Ye curiously.

"It's not easy to be your master. "

Dugu Ye nodded.

"It's not that simple to become my master, you need to go to the Sea of Death and get a core to become my master. "

Su Mu nodded slightly, he wanted to see what the other side of the Demon Sea was like.

"When this is over, I can go for a trip. "

......

Here, one by one, the Fish-Man warriors turned into undead and launched an attack on the Crab Clan.

"Damn. Dou Chengjin, his face was cold.

Hasker, who turned into an undead, more than doubled his combat power and directly crushed him.

If it weren't for the newly transformed undead, he wouldn't be able to exert his full power.

He couldn't make it through ten minutes.

Dou Chengjin slashed down and cut off Haskar's head.

However, Huskar ignored it and continued to wield the knife.

And the fallen head began to fly back into place.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at Dou Chengjin without any expression, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Suddenly, a cold light flickered, and Dou Chengjin's head flew out.

......

There were already many races outside with the legions, but they were all too far away from the white mist to come closer.

"This fog, unknown. "

A skeleton sheep breaks into the white mist.

His name is Youyang Luo, a master with a combat power of up to 2.2 million.

His profession is an undead warrior.

As an undead warrior, he could see at a glance the extraordinaryness of this demonic mist.

"This fog can transform people into undead, but it is useless to me, because I am an undead myself. "

However, as soon as he broke into the black fog, he was stunned by the scenery in front of him.

A group of murderous undead has been waiting for a long time.

The undead had a large number of scars on their bodies, but they were rapidly healing on their own.

Apparently just after the Great War.

The black mist followed the stitches in the undead's body, burrowing into the undead's body, increasing their strength.

If nothing else, these undead will rise to two million.

However, Yu Yang Luo also found that the bodies of these undead were slowly disintegrating.

"Sacrifice life in exchange for great strength, which lasts only twenty-four hours. "

However, in just these twenty-four hours, this group of monsters is invincible.

At least three million can't break through this fog.

"Damn. "

The figure of Youyang Luo disappeared in a flash.

Dugu Ye showed a look of surprise.

"Brother Su, there seems to be something in it, that guy's blood is very pure. "

Su Mu raised his eyebrows.

But it didn't leave the place.

He also needs to guard the entire island and wait for Hughes to hatch.

The seventh sense is in danger at every moment.

There are a lot of powerful people staring here.

The elven king stepped on the water, his eyes looking into the distance, full of resentment.

But what can he do?

Above the sky, a nine-colored flying dragon looked at him with cold eyes.

He is on the blacklist of the dragon clan, and the relationship between Su Mu and the dragon clan is not as simple as it seems.

So the dragon clan has already stared at him to death for the sake of Su Mu.

What's even more terrifying is that he doesn't have the ability to kill Su Mu in a short period of time.

Su Mu has a strong luck power, and he can't kill him until his luck is exhausted.

"Is there really no way?"

This is an opportunity, Su Mu is trapped on this island by the evil god Horror Hughes, and he can't leave for a short time.

"A possessor of the power of space, trapped here, is definitely a good time to kill him, but what should I do?"

The Elven King lifted his pupil technique and set his eyes on the Black Mist Zone

Two legions of the undead are hunting down a ghost sheep.

The legion of the undead is not enough, and the combat power seems to be strong, so it will never be able to catch up with the ghost sheep.

But the ghost eye was not comfortable either, he was trapped by the black mist, and he couldn't get out.

The surrounding black fog seals everything around it, and even cuts off the connection of space.

But people from the outside can be connected to the inside.

It's just that if he is alone, he can't help the ghost sheep inside.

The elf king belongs to the wooden dragon clan, and what he is good at is life-based magic, and the relationship with the undead is mutually reinforcing.

If his power penetrates into the mist, it will be like a flame entering the water, and it will explode in an instant.

"Maybe we can find someone to do it with. "

It is not a wise move for a person to act rashly and offend Su Mu.

Especially a few days ago, the Elven King lost a lot of treasure.

This made him a little scared of Su Mu's luck.

The artifact is there, and many people can only look at the artifact for the rest of their lives and dare not take it.

There is a price to be paid for capturing the artifact.

This world belongs to you, it belongs to you, it does not belong to you, and you will not get it in your life.

For example, the Elf King once stole Nephilim from the Demon Sea Merchant, and now he has been taken back by the Demon Sea Merchant.

As a price, his elven mother tree was stolen, the ancient life elves that had been nurtured for a long time disappeared, and the artifact Four Seasons Diagram was taken away.

What's even more terrifying is that he can't even deal with that person.

The overlord from the depths of the Demon Sea, the Lord of the Water, Gretel.

The existence of combat power above five million.

He could only look up to that kind of existence, and the cause and effect at that time were also messed up.

He could only calculate that Su Mu had robbed him of the Four Seasons Diagram, but he couldn't talk about the whereabouts of the ancient life elves.

But that's enough, the revenge of snatching the artifact is not shared.

"Artifact ghost ship. "

The Elven King's eyes finally saw the ghost ship in the depths of the mist, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The Ghost Ship's abilities are quite terrifying.

The power of the Extreme Dao Attack and Kill, the power of the Extreme Dao Death, if all the power can explode, even he will not dare to provoke it easily.

Suddenly, the space cracked, and an old shark man walked out.

"Yo, isn't this the Elven King?"

The Emperor said unhurriedly.

The relationship between the sharks and the elves is not very good, but it is not an antagonism either.

You can say hello when you meet each other.

The gap between the fourth race and the eighth race is the gap between Mount Everest and sea level.

For a strong person like the Elf King, there are always ten shark clans.

Emperor Xue raised his head and glanced at the sky, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Why are the dragons here?"

The dragon clan is the second race of the Demon Sea, and it is extremely mysterious.

But the only thing that is certain is that they rarely interfere in the affairs of the Demon Sea, and once they do, it must be something earth-shattering.

Su Mu sat on the ghost ship and drank wine.

His abilities are getting stronger every minute.

Although there are many great powers from outside, the longer the time drags on, the more favorable the battle situation will be for him.