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"This … this little brother has been taken care of by Elder Lingxin. He should be fine, right?"
Beside the arrogant fatty who looked down on Chu Chen, the green-clothed manservant called Wang Lun carefully asked.
The fatty frowned impatiently and glanced coldly at Chu Chen. He curled his lips and said, "What can happen? This kid's breathing is stable, his heart is smooth, and his blood is stable. He's not injured at all! "
"Mm, that's good."
Wang Lun heaved a sigh of relief. The President had specially instructed him to take good care of this little brother. If something really happened to him, he would not be able to explain himself.
"What's good about that? This cripple is too much! "
The fatty snorted coldly, his face full of indignation.
"Now that the blood fog has invaded, it's a matter of life and death. Everyone is working together to find a way out, hoping to leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible. This brother is good, he just fell asleep! Looking at him, I'm afraid that even if the sky falls, there will be someone else to hold it up. He's not doing anything at all! Does he think he can be a parasite with a clear conscience just because he's crippled? "
The fatty clenched his fists in righteous indignation.
"I really don't understand what Elder Lingxin is thinking. This kind of useless trash should not have joined the adventuring team in the first place. She's really stubborn!"
"Sigh … forget it, this little brother is also a pitiful person." Wang Lun shook his head. "In the face of a disaster, it's already good that he's not causing trouble for others. There's no need to be harsh on him."
"Not causing trouble for others?" The fatty rolled his eyes. "At this time, if he can't stand together against a common enemy and advance and retreat with everyone, he'll be a burden to everyone! What's the use of this kind of trash? Regardless of whether it's Elder Lingxin or President Qiu, they all let him go because they pity him. I think everyone on this ship will be killed by him sooner or later! "
As the fatty's voice grew louder and louder, the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger. In the end, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve and left. He didn't even leave the Soul Warming and Soul Nourishing Pills for Chu Chen.
Seeing this scene, Wang Lun could only sigh helplessly. He took out his Spirit Pills and placed them in front of the bed. After covering Chu Chen with a blanket, he also left.
Four hours later, Chu Chen sat up from his bed. The effects of the Divine Pill were indeed very powerful.
As soon as he regained consciousness, he sensed that in the depths of his spiritual sense and sea of consciousness, the majestic power of spiritual perception was boiling like a raging ocean, as if a tsunami was about to arrive.
He focused his mind and began to open his strengthened spiritual senses. When he was about to peek at the mystery of the blood mist outside the ship, he heard heart-wrenching screams coming from outside.
The gigantic steel ship beneath him was clearly impacted by a tremendous force. It constantly swayed left and right. Chu Chen was caught off guard and fell onto the bed.
This kind of violent shaking even made people feel a little dizzy.
"What's going on? What's the situation outside? Is the ship going to capsize? "
Chu Chen used his hands to support himself on the bed. Amidst the violent shaking, he stabilized his body and quickly asked the little hamster.
The little hamster tightly hugged a wooden carving at the edge of the bed and vigorously shook its head. "How would I know? Quickly go out and take a look."
Chu Chen nodded and pressed his hands against the bed. His entire body floated up and accurately landed on the wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair, Chu Chen circulated his spiritual power. Amidst the violent shaking, the wheelchair was very nimble and quickly moved forward under Chu Chen's control.
Going straight, turning, and encountering obstacles, Chu Chen slapped the ground or wall and directly bounced up with his wheelchair.
There was an indescribable sense of carefreeness in his every movement.
The closer he got to the deck, the louder the miserable screams coming from outside. Chu Chen frowned and continuously approached the exit.
When they were about to reach the exit, they saw heavily wounded cultivators stained with blood being hurriedly carried into one cabin after another by the crew.
Their injuries were extremely severe, as if they had been clawed and bitten by some kind of vicious beast. Some of them even had half of their bodies torn apart, revealing dense white bones. Their injuries were extremely terrifying.
Chu Chen's heart sank. He left the exit and arrived at the spacious deck.
As far as the eye could see, the deck had already become an asura's battlefield!
In the world of blood fog, a group of cultivators had formed a huge encirclement and were desperately fighting with strange vicious beasts.
The bodies of those vicious beasts were actually formed from an incomparably dense blood-colored fog. The bright red fog transformed into huge wolves and eagles that were more than three meters long. They charged at the cultivators without any regard for their own safety.
Although these fierce wolves and giant eagles were formed from mist, their battle prowess was extremely frightening. The power of an ordinary fierce beast was comparable to that of a super expert at the Spirit Stream stage.
Most importantly, these vicious beasts were formless and did not have bodies of flesh and blood. Even if they were killed by a group of cultivators and turned into a cloud of fog, they would condense again after a short period of time. They were simply unkillable!
However, when the cultivators were clawed or bitten by these vicious wolves or eagles, they would immediately have large chunks of flesh and skin torn off. The wounds were deep into their bones.
Furthermore, there were constantly flashes of blood-colored light from the wounds. That was the demonic power contained within the blood fog, constantly corroding the cultivators' foundation.
Even a super powerhouse at the Spirit Stream Realm would not be able to withstand several consecutive attacks. That kind of mysterious power was simply too demonic.
However, the most frightening thing was the number of these blood-colored fog beasts. There were already several hundred of them. While they could not be killed, new fog beasts were constantly forming from the world of blood fog.
Fortunately, the cultivators on the steel ship were not weak. Most of them were Spirit Stream cultivators.
Under the leadership of the Pure Yang Sect's Sect Master Fang Rentang and the Youth Association Master Qiu San, they became the main force resisting the blood fog beasts.
Chu Chen found that Fang Rentang was stronger than he had imagined. At the forefront of the battle with the fog beasts, flames rose around him and dragon roars shook the heavens.
Nine blazing Fire Dragons circled around his body. With each attack, the Fire Dragons were able to easily blast away the mist beasts that were attacking him.
The blazing flames burned the void, and even the blood fog was forced away by the flames.
Qiu San was able to advance and retreat through the ferocious fog beasts with ease. Around him were six silver flood dragons that shone with boundless light.
The flood dragon's entire body seemed to be cast from silver. It was dazzling and dazzling, and it gave off a strange feeling of coldness.
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