When the last ray of the setting sun was about to disappear on the horizon, the warships that came riding the setting sun had already reached a hundred meters away from the ship where Qin Yang and others were.

With the faint light, Qin Yang and others could see clearly that the ship under their feet was now completely surrounded by nearly a hundred warships that were 100 meters long!

Broken masts, and hulls filled with an ancient atmosphere. These warships, which looked more broken than the ships that the barbarians had left at the seaside ports for hundreds of years, exuded a terrifying aura that was heart-stopping.

What surprised everyone even more was that when they looked around, there was no one on all the warships!

Thinking of all the legends about ghost ships, even the Yellow Turban Army couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Are these ships really ghosts returning to the sea from hell?!

"The heroic spirits of our ancestors who cannot rest in peace, your descendants pray for the blessing of your ancestors! Ulula!"

Under the surprised gazes of Qin Yang and others, Zhu Chi and a dozen barbarian sailors knelt down and worshiped toward the west at the same time, and uttered bursts of almost pious shouts.

Ancestor? Could it be that these ships are all... Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart after hearing the calls of the barbarian sailors. When he looked at these warships again, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"The aura of death is so heavy... Your Highness, have you felt it too?" At some point, Guo Jia had quietly come to Qin Yang, staring solemnly at the empty ghost ship a hundred meters away.

"Aura of death? Do you mean..." Qin Yang was slightly startled. He knew that Guo Jianai was the holder of the Heavenly Book and Ghost Scroll, and he was particularly sensitive to the aura of death. Since he said so, it must be...

Guo Jia nodded solemnly and said: "This kind of breath is very familiar. I believe that if your highness feels it carefully, you will notice it."

"Familiar?" When Qin Yang heard this, a sharp flash suddenly flashed through his mind.

At this time, Pang Tong walked over slowly and said lightly: "You also feel it? Is the aura on this ghost ship similar to the aura on the demon army back then?"

Just when Qin Yang and the other two people were confused by the aura on the ghost ship, suddenly, a ethereal voice sounded from the ghost ship, "I didn't expect that only after more than ten years, we could see them again."

The descendants of our clan. It seems that the day when we can be liberated is not far away... Boy, what is your name?"

After hearing this voice, Zhu Chi, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to tremble slightly and said hurriedly: "Reporting to my ancestors, my name is Zhu Chi."

"Zhu Chi... Well, that's a good name... Huh? You..." There seemed to be a trace of hesitation in the ethereal voice.

Zhu Chi bowed his head and said: "Reporting to our ancestors, this time Zhu Chi was ordered by the Great Barbarian King Meng Huo to accompany His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban Ming King of the Central Plains who had just settled in the wilderness to come to the Fairy Island. We also asked our ancestors to guide us to the Fairy Island to meet the Beast God.

."

"Central Plains people?" There seemed to be a hint of surprise in the misty voice. Then he seemed to sigh, "Sure enough, more than ten years ago, all the qualified warriors in our clan were almost exhausted? That's all, since this

It’s the wish of the Beast God. We can only obey it... Are you okay with Meng Huo and the others?"

Obviously, the ancestors still remembered Meng Huo and others who left the fairy island last time. When Zhu Chi heard this, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. He said sadly: "Reporting to the ancestors, the Great Barbarian King was defeated after returning to the clan from the fairy island.

The Central Plains army is extremely brave. They are heroes among our barbarians. But..."

"Oh? What's wrong with him?" Hearing Zhu Chi hesitate to speak, the people on the ghost ship couldn't help but ask.

"Zhu Chi did not dare to deceive his ancestors. Just a few years ago, the Great Barbarian King led an army into the Central Plains, but was defeated by the Central Plains Allied Forces. King Duosi, who was blessed by the Giant Tiger God, died in battle together with the Giant Tiger God. The King of Barbarians' King Kong

The giant ape also..."

"Confused! This boy Meng Huo is so confused! How dare he go against the will of the Beast God and walk out of the Southern Wilderness?! Has he forgotten our legacy?!" The owner of the misty voice was obviously extremely shocked and angry.

Zhu Chi hurriedly said: "Ancestor, please calm down. In fact, the Great Barbarian King was also thinking about our clan. At the right time, the Central Plains was in chaos, and the Great Barbarian King was invited by Yuan Shu, Emperor Zhong of the Central Plains, and led his army into the Central Plains. No matter how you look at it, it's me.

A great opportunity for the barbarians to gain a foothold."

"Hmph! What a great opportunity! Will such a great opportunity lead to the fall of the giant tiger king and the giant ape king?! We really misjudged Meng Huo at the beginning. We didn't expect that he turned out to be such a willful person! Such a person is not worthy at all.

To lead our barbarians! In the beginning, it was better to let him die in the sea and stay with us to discipline him!"

Seeing the anger in his voice, Zhu Chi couldn't help but hurriedly kept silent. But Qin Yang on the side couldn't stand it anymore. During this time, he and Meng Huo had already been sympathetic to each other and became friends who talked about almost everything.

He saw everything Meng Huo did to the barbarian people. How could there be such an ancestor? Even if the barbarian army suffered a defeat and suffered a loss, it would not directly obliterate Meng Huo's past contributions to the barbarian people, right?

"Your Excellency, the ancestor of the barbarians, your words are biased. After all, the barbarian king is a hero who saved the barbarians, and he is also very good to the barbarian people. Doesn't it mean that as a barbarian king, there is no reason to defeat?" Qin Yang

He took a step forward and said loudly.

"Who are you?! Why don't you kneel down when you see us?" A misty voice sounded, seeming to be even more angry.

"I am..." Qin Yang was about to speak, but Zhu Chi on the side said first: "Reporting to our ancestors, this is the Yellow Turban Ming King of the Central Plains who wants to enter the fairy island this time, His Highness Qin Yang. My barbarian army was also the one who wanted to enter the fairy island this time.

In the Central Plains, we were defeated at the hands of His Highness's Yellow Turban Army. His Highness Qin Yang is not from our clan and does not know the majesty of our ancestors. Please don't blame us, ancestors."

"Central Plains people? So, that boy Duosi, the Giant Tiger King and the Giant Ape King all died in your hands?" After listening to Zhu Chi's explanation, an awe-inspiring aura suddenly emitted from the ghost ship.

Killing intent.

Feeling the sudden burst of killing intent, Qin Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and an inexplicable sense of danger suddenly arose. He glanced at Zhu Chi in surprise, who was kneeling on the deck with his head bowed not far away, and thought to himself

, "Zhu Chi is too honest, isn't he? Now that he's telling you about the war between the Yellow Turban Army and the Barbarian Army, aren't you asking for trouble?"

Zhu Chi also felt the murderous intention and couldn't help but said hurriedly: "Ancestor, don't blame me. In fact, it was just a misunderstanding that His Highness Qin Yang fought with our barbarian army at that time. Now His Highness Qin Yang has led the Central Plains Yellow Turban Army to settle in the Southern Wilderness.

The people of our tribe get along well with each other, and this time we are entrusted by the Great Barbarian King to meet with the Beast God, to ask the Beast God to bless us and save our barbarian tribe..."

"Hmph! When did we barbarian warriors fall to the point where we need to be rescued by the Central Plains people?! Not only did we let the Central Plains people enter our barbarian land, but we also allowed them to land on the fairy island! It seems that what I just said is right, that boy Meng Huo is really

You should die in the belly of a sea beast! Who are the people of the Central Plains? Are these shameless people who should have been completely exterminated long ago worthy of setting foot in the land of my barbarians?" Under Zhu Chi's persuasion, the misty voice not only did not let go,

On the contrary, he became even more angry. His awe-inspiring killing intent became even stronger.

At this moment, Qin Yang was also a little angry. He originally wanted to explain it nicely. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but said angrily: "What you said is biased, right? Whether we are Central Plains people or barbarians, we are all the same

They are people with hands and feet, and they also live under the same sky. In your eyes, are only the barbarians worthy of living? If you think so, what is the difference between you and those Central Plains people you despise?!"

"A piece of sky?! Haha, how funny! People from the Central Plains. I don't care if you are His Highness or something else. Since it is the summons of the Beast God, I will not kill you. But you have to remember that we barbarians are the only ones in this world.

The toughest and kindest nation! I see you are not old, you can go back and check your so-called history. Over the past thousand years, you Central Plains people have tried many times to make our barbarians surrender. How many times have you brazenly stepped into our southern Xinjiang?

Among them, you are killing our people and bullying our tribesmen?! Do you think you shameful Central Plains people with your hands stained with the blood of our barbarians are worthy of living under the same sky as us?!" The voice became louder and louder.

The bigger it gets, the more murderous the ghost ship releases. Just as the voice said. If it weren't for the ghost ship not being allowed to kill the people summoned by the beast god, I'm afraid that the sailboat of Qin Yang and others would have been broken into the sand in the South China Sea by now.

In it.

Hearing the accusation from this voice, Qin Yang argued: "There are good and bad people in the Central Plains, and it has been an unchanging truth since ancient times that the weak and the strong prey on the weak. It is precisely because you, the so-called ancestors of the barbarians, are stubborn and unwilling to accept the advanced knowledge and knowledge of the Central Plains.

Technology has made you gradually fall behind the Central Plains. When the strong face the proud and stubborn weak, they often choose to speak with their fists. Of course, the invasion of the Southern Wilderness was indeed a mistake made by the Central Plains people. But are you just

Do you only think of yourself as a bullied weakling and don't you find out the root cause of your own shortcomings?! If the great barbarian king Meng Huo is as stubborn as you old guys and doesn't know how to adapt, then you barbarians will face the danger of annihilation sooner or later.

! Just like now, the Beast God still issued a summons when he knew that there were no more barbarian warriors qualified to set foot on the fairy island. Isn’t it because he wanted to give you barbarians a chance to integrate into the Central Plains and get revitalized?!"

Qin Yang's voice was loud, and it was also mixed with deep anger and unwillingness. He knew more than anyone else in this era, and he also deeply felt the history of blood and tears of a nation that was stuck in its own way and was bullied. Being backward would lead to

You will get beaten, and the strong always use their fists to talk to the weak! If you want to gain equal status, you can only make yourself stronger! If you don't find the reason for being bullied in yourself, then there will never be any hope of rising!

Nearly a hundred ghost ships were silent. They all seemed to be thinking about what Qin Yang said. Even the ancestor who had just scolded Qin Yang was also lost in thought.

After a long time, just when Qin Yang thought he had persuaded these old stubborns, the ethereal voice sounded again: "Humph! People from the Central Plains, do you really think that you are stronger than us barbarians? Do you really think that you are stronger than us barbarians?

Do you think you have been summoned by the beast god, so we don’t dare to kill you?!”

Qin Yang sighed secretly, "Stubborn", and then said coldly: "Since I took over the Yellow Turban Army, I, Qin Yang, have never thought that anyone dare not kill me. The reason why I can survive until now is because of

Luck, but your own strength. This is true for the princes of the Central Plains, this is true for sea beasts, and the same is true for you old stubborns! As I just said, if you want to kill me, show your swords and see if you have this ability

!”

"Okay! As you wish! Today we old guys will see what you, a Central Plains native who claims to be stronger than us barbarians, are capable of!"

"Buzz!" After the words fell, almost all the ghost ships that were silent in the darkness suddenly lit up with a hazy halo. With the moonlight that had just risen, everyone could see everything on these ghost ships.

The figure gradually emerges...

Translucent. A figure that is almost between entity and illusion. A group of broken animal skins, a rusty long knife. And the stark white bones with no trace of flesh and blood at all! Yes, it is in front of everyone at this moment. Standing in front of these

On top of the ghost ship are skeletons with extremely strong bones, holding broken weapons in their hands! Thousands of skeletons with blue fire in their eyes!

Not only the Yellow Turban Army, but also Zhu Chi and other barbarians were so shocked that they opened their mouths after seeing this scene. They never expected that these barbarian ancestors who were once buried in the sea had now become

They have become walking and talking bones!

"For many years... under the blessing of the beast god, we have been unwilling to show our true colors. If the descendants of the barbarians see their ancestors become like this sect, they are neither human nor ghosts. I don't know what they will do.

Thoughts..." Facing the largest ghost ship of Qin Yang and others, the leader of an unusually tall skeleton moved his jaw mechanically. The voice was full of bitterness.

Although he had not successfully returned to the Southern Wilderness from the Fairy Island, he was still one of the best warriors among the barbarians at that time and was praised by his tribe. Now that he has become like this, how can he bear to be seen by his tribe?

"This knife..." Zhu Chi looked at the broken long knife held in the pale finger bones of the skeleton and couldn't help but said: "Could it be... Could it be that you are the younger brother of the first barbarian king of my barbarian tribe, King Liehu...

…?!”

Although it is impossible for Zhu Chi to recognize the withered bones on the ghost ship, he does recognize the long knife in the hands of the skeleton. Although the blade is broken, the ferocious tiger head guard is exactly the same as in the legend. And he can possess such fierceness.

The Tiger Saber is naturally the legendary Fierce Tiger King who entered the Fairy Island with the first Barbarian King, but died on the way back.

"It's rare. Thousands of years have passed, and there are still people who recognize my Fierce Tiger Sword..." The huge skeleton sighed softly, which confirmed Zhu Chi's guess.

"Dear Tiger King, please allow your descendants to pay tribute to you!" After receiving the confirmation from King Liehu, Zhu Chi and the barbarian sailors on the ship became even more enthusiastic. All the barbarian sailors lay prone on the deck at the same time.

Above, he bowed deeply to the Fierce Tiger King.

"Everyone, get up..." A faint blue fire flickered above the skull of King Liehu, and then he turned his skull slightly and looked at Qin Yang, "Do the people from the Central Plains dare to fight to the death with me?"

Qin Yang had already recovered from the shock. He stepped forward and raised his chest and said, "It is my honor, Qin Yang, to fight against the former hero of the barbarians!"

"Very good..." King Fierce Tiger nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a rough voice shouted from another ghost ship: "King Fierce Tiger, please allow me to fight on your behalf. My father, brother, and family are all

I died in the hands of the Central Plains people, please give me a chance for revenge!"

The person who spoke was the leader of the skeleton on another ghost ship. Judging from the bones, this skeleton was no smaller than the Fierce Tiger King. What was particularly eye-catching was that there was a ferocious scar on the skull of this skeleton.
To be continued...