Martial arts become gods

Chapter 561

In this way, Mo Xian has been wandering on the infinite sea for three days, during which time he encountered nothing.

But from the third day on, the weather gradually turned bad.

At the beginning, there was a trace of prestige, and then it quickly became violent.

The clouds gradually became lower, the sun had already disappeared, and the surroundings quickly became dark.

The strong wind rolled the dark clouds, and in the distance it seemed to be connected to the sea.

The waves above the sea were rough, and one wave higher than the other kept falling.

The sea, which was quiet and beautiful before, became hideous and terrifying in a very short period of time.

Mo Xian's boat kept being lifted to high places, and then kept falling down.

Fortunately, the hull of this ship is still strong, otherwise it would have been shot into powder long ago.

"Wow!"

The downpour was accompanied by bursts of thunder and lightning. Under the gust of wind, it was like a sharp arrow, and there was a thumping sound between the sky and the earth.

A series of lightning bolts pierced the sky and smashed everywhere on the sea surface, looking extremely terrifying.

The entire sea was covered in fog, as if Mo Xian was the only boat left.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian couldn't help cursing, this was the first time he had seen a dreadful storm on the sea.

In the face of this power of nature, even he felt a sense of powerlessness.

He began to fight his fate to turn Yuanli, and controlled the stability of the hull, so as to avoid being smashed by the waves full of destruction.

In this bad weather, he naturally thought of Helena.

A kind of uneasiness slowly sprouted in his heart.

"You have to find her quickly!" Mo Xian gritted his teeth, and continued to control the boat to forcefully shuttle through the wind and rain.

Once the storm at sea starts, it will not stop easily, but will intensify.

"rumble……"

The dark clouds seemed to be above the sea, and the lightning arc surged in them, gathering greater majesty.

And under the dark clouds, amidst the storm, a fleet of seven or eight ships is struggling to support.

If you look carefully, you can find that these boats are strung together, causing them to be lifted up and down by the waves, and occasionally collide violently.

The best choice now is to separate the ships, but the fleet is obviously not enough manpower, there is only one ship with a few figures.

With so few people alone, it is obviously impossible to control all the ships. Once they are separated, the other ships will be useless.

However, this is apparently the only option.

But the owner of this fleet is obviously not going to do this, otherwise it won't last until now.

On the boat controlled by someone, Helena was holding onto the rope at the stern tightly.

That is, this rope connects all the boats behind in series.

"Miss, give up those boats, or we will never survive the storm." Old Jack shouted in the wind and rain.

"No, I don't want it!" Helena held on tightly to the rope, her hands were bloody from being strangled.

"Miss, if you continue, our ship will be destroyed." Old Jack said anxiously.

"I don't care, this is my boat, I can't miss one!" Helena said.

At the same time she was speaking, a huge wave rolled up the fleet, and the last two ships smashed together heavily.

The hard hull suddenly fell apart like paper.

"My boat!" Seeing this scene, Helena's eyes turned red immediately, and she squatted on the ground as if she lost her strength in an instant, letting the rain fall on her body.

The pouring rain instantly wet her whole body, and her playful bangs stuck to her face.

"Woooo, you all bully me, even the weather is against me!"

She hugged her knees and seemed to be sobbing faintly, looking extremely pitiful and helpless.

She just wanted to be a carefree island, but it made her feel extremely difficult.

"Miss..." Old Jack and the others seemed to be infected too, but they didn't know how to comfort them.

The fleet continued to drift along the island, being engulfed by the waves from time to time, and with the efforts of the old Jack and others, they came out of the sea tenaciously.

At one point, a huge wave lifted all the ships into the air.

The ropes that connected the boats were suddenly shaken straight, and the rope that was directly connected to Helena's boat after bearing the greatest force broke unbearably.

Almost before the blink of an eye, the boat that Helena was on was separated from the rest of the boats, and they couldn't see each other in an instant.

However, Helena didn't seem to notice it, she still buried her head deeply in her knees, but her body trembled even more.

The downpour of rain hit her mercilessly, making her whole body icy cold.

In the storm, a fleet of eleven ships was advancing rapidly.

The pirate's unique symbol on the flagpole swayed and fluttered in the violent wind and rain.

They are all obviously seasoned veterans. Although the environment is very harsh, the boat is relatively stable.

Among them, there is a very special boat that exudes a kind of aura from the whole body. It looks unusually strong. Even in the storm, it is still as stable as a mountain.

This kind of ship is a Lingbao-class ship. Although it is only a first-grade Lingbao-class ship at the lowest level, it is not comparable to ordinary ships.

On the bow of the ship, stood a young man about 30 years old. His eyes were staring at the distant sea, as if his eyes were directly passing through the waves and looking at a place far away.

"Hmph, those bastards of Tietou really took the courage of ambition and robbed one of our fleets. If they let them escape, there will be no face for our Northern Wolf Pirates." After a long time, the young man snorted coldly and said .

"Master, in such a big storm, the boats that the iron head snatched would not be able to survive at all. They must have been buried in the belly of the fish long ago." A one-eyed dragon smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph, I don't care. If you want to see people, if you want to see corpses, find them out for me." The young man said.

"Yes, yes..." Cyclops responded repeatedly, and then walked aside and started yelling.

Such a terrifying storm might be scary for ordinary pirates, but it is not difficult for them with Lingbao-class ships.

The young man kept staring ahead, and after a while, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the raging waves, a boat appeared.

The ship was in dilapidated condition, as if it might be destroyed at any moment.

"Master, it's our boat!" Cyclops stepped forward and said to the young man.

"Hmph, you think I'm blind, ready to attack and crush them." The young man said.

"Yes!" Cyclops retreated immediately, and ordered around.

"You all bully me, you all bully me, woohoo..." Helena sobbed in a low voice, and that appearance really made people feel distressed.

Old Jack and others worked hard to control the boat, preventing it from being swallowed by the waves.

But at this time, a fleet passed through the storm and surrounded them.

"Little Miss, we are surrounded by people!" Old Jack said tremblingly.

"Oh, who is it?" Helena raised her head and sobbed.

(End of this chapter)