Chapter 1282

"The blood of a monk is much more than that of a mortal, so we need more time to travel."

Qian Cheng's voice came.

The words are light, but it makes people feel a sense of bewitching.

They immediately looked up and found that it was exactly what Qian Cheng said.

The ship is still moving forward.

They are very close to the palace.

When the accident happened before, all they could see was the pyramid like outline of the palace.

But now, they can see the cornices and pavilions on the surface of the palace.

"This palace was built by hollowing out an island." Ursula looked at her, and after a moment, she said.

Others also heard usram's words.

But now their attention can no longer be put on the palace in front of them.

In particular, Li Mo and Ma Cheng's several nuns of Ning Mai Jing all looked lost at this time.

Because they all know that once the blood and gas of the former two monks of pulse setting realm are exhausted, it will be their turn.

At the moment, the only thing they can do is to hope that this warship can go faster and farther.

In fact, reality is always disappointing.

And the disappointment came so quickly.

The moving warship, in a numbing creak, gradually slowed down, and then stopped completely.

Ma Cheng got up to the side of the boat, looked down, and then said to the people with a pale face, "here we go again."

The white bone arm once again held the ship.

And in the darkness of the heads, there was also the sound of flapping wings.

The intense crisis, like a big army, constantly oppresses the souls of the people at the scene.

Everyone knows it's time for sacrifice.

The six or seven people around Li Mo and Ma Cheng, in particular, trembled with naked eyes at this moment.

No one urged, but everyone knew that in a moment, it would be decided who was going to die this time.

Little by little, the air in the lung cavity was squeezed clean, and Li Mo's face became more and more ugly.

It was a mixture of remorse, anger and shame.

His fists were clenched and his teeth clucked.

The situation he is facing now is totally different from what he expected.

But Qian Cheng has only one road ahead of them: either follow him or die.

Li Mo's eyes were on the faces of all the people at the scene.

First of all, Qian Cheng and the man and woman around him.

Almost in an instant, his eyes passed the three men.

Naturally, there is no need to say more about the reason.

The huge gap between tianxinjing and diyuanjing was enough to dispel all his unrealistic ideas.

Next is Shelley.

Li Mo's eyes slightly stopped on the other side, and then turned to Chu Yan.

The two congmai realms that followed Xue Li had been taken as examples before, buried in the darkness above people's heads and this strange lake.

At this moment, Xue Li is already alone.

Compared with other people, Xue Li's face and state at the moment give people a feeling of walking dead.

In fact, according to what Qian Cheng just said, the blood of the friars in Diyuan realm should be better than that in Ningmai realm, so that the warship can travel a longer distance safely.

But Li Mo didn't dare to make Xue Li's idea at this time.

Xue Li is really the only one left at the moment.

But it also means that she has no way out.

There is no worry and retreat of the Ning Mai Jing. Li Mo doesn't feel that he can't kill each other, but he is not suitable.

What if the other party goes crazy and blows up the warship with all his strength and drags everyone to die together?

If you want to kill Xue Li, you will be injured and become the next one to be sacrificed, what will you do?

Li Mo dare not gamble.

Because he knew that his own life, Xue Li's life, and those lives of Ning Mai Jing didn't make much difference in Qian Cheng's eyes.

Under heaven's heart, there are all ants.

At this time, Li Mo even suspects that Qian Cheng's call for help at that time was only a small part of the reason, and a larger part of the reason is the blood he needs now.

Li Mo's vision, at this time from Xue Li's body, moved to her next to Chu Yan's body.

A moment later, he quietly shook his head.

Chu Yan's realm is the triple realm of land and yuan, which is equivalent to him.

Xue Li, who is in the dual realm of land and yuan, is not willing to touch him, let alone Chu Yan, who is in the same realm as himself.

And there is another point is before the conflict, Chu Yan in the hands of that throw a throw of the array, and that smile.

All this shows that this guy's realm is only one higher than Xue Li's, but it's not easy to provoke. I'm afraid it's more than 10000 times.

Finally, Li Mo's eyes stop on Ma Cheng.

Diyuanjing, with three men, now shrinks his neck like a quail.

The realm is as low as Xue Li, but it is not the situation that Xue Li has no way back.

That's him.

Li Mo goes to Ma Cheng.

Seeing the other party coming straight, Ma Cheng's face suddenly trembled. The next moment, his eyes focused: "what are you going to do?"

"Throw him and him out." Li Mo reaches out his hand and points to the two coagulation pulse States behind Ma Cheng.

The two nuns of Ning Mai Jing shivered, and their faces changed from pale to earthy.

"Why?" Ma Cheng's neck was a stem, his face was red, and his blood vessels were wriggling on his forehead.

"Because we're going to the palace." With a sneer, Li Mo exuded the prestige of the realm, "do you want all of us to die here?"

"Then why don't you go to Ningmai state on your side?" The anger in Ma Cheng's eyes is rising, almost roaring out, "only I have a coagulation pulse! Why did you come to me! Don't go to him

Ma Cheng's fingers were straight and pointed to Chu Yan.

But when he looks at Chu Yan and their eyes touch in the air, Ma Cheng suddenly feels his heart tremble violently.

An unspeakable horror surged up from his soul at this moment.

He almost instinctively drew back his hand, and did not dare to look at Chu Yan any more. His heart pounded wildly. He stared at Li Mo and said, "why should I go out! Is it because I am not as good as you? Is low state the original sin

"Yes." Without any nonsense, Li Mo nodded.

Ma Cheng did not expect that the other party would be so straightforward.

For a moment, he was stunned.

Above the sky, the sound of flapping wings became more and more intense.

The ship has been at a standstill for some time.

The air was so cold that there was a chill in the bone marrow.

Li Mo frowned and said impatiently, "are you going to let the Ning pulse state behind you die, or let you die?"