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Chapter 487 Awakening, Trident

"The burial witch master has been long-awaited." The nine prison king chuckled, without fear, but full of pride.

"Is Shui Mae alive or dead?" The Witch Master was facing Jiu prison king at a height of 100 meters.

"I'm not dead yet, but I can't live long. I have been in control of the holy prison for so many years, and no one has escaped from it."

"The instrument is in your hands?"

"Do you want it? Come and fetch it!" The Nine Prison King drew a crystal ball from the space ring. It seemed like a sea of ​​oceans, boundless, turbulent, pure water power through the seal of the crystal ball, permeated between the sky and the sea,

The calm sea began to wave, and the waves started without wind. From slow to turbulent, heavy waves surged, chaotic impacts, and even shot to the coast and pier in the distance.

"Do you have to do this? It's too much, and it will be difficult to end it."

"Life is gone, do you still care about those? Why, the master is afraid?"

"I want to play, I am sure! You want to play, I will accompany you to the end. Anyone else, come out, I will follow." The master of the witch is full of consciousness, enveloping the ocean, and sweeping towards Liuli Island in the distance. Looking for other princes in the Temple of Heaven.

"I'm enough, I need other people? The instrumental spirit is in my hand. Will the master come to fetch it?" The Nine Prison King held up the crystal ball with his left hand, scratching the layers of seals. Vito entered the crystal ball and woke up the silent instrument inside. Clicking, tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, and the sound was like thunder and lightning breaking through the sky and the sea, and the sound spread for dozens of miles. The pressure from the inside became more and more terrible, like a real ocean.

The witch master Liu Mei froze slightly. She searched the surrounding waters and the islands. She did not find any other strong breath.

The ghost on the funeral boat will not be able to figure out what the nine prison king is going to do: "Does he want to use the instrumental spirit to threaten him? Is he expected that we are afraid that the instrumental spirit will be made public?"

"Fun flower witch master, come? The instrument spirit is in my hand." The king of nine prisons suddenly shouted with a thunderous voice. A violent momentum emerged from his body, he even ran away in the air, and took the initiative to kill the witch master.

The strong man on Liuli Island was stunned, really hit? Is this going crazy?

The witch master is very calm, but the momentum is rising, becoming horrible, like a venomous demon awakens in her body, a stream of blood gas is sprayed, a sea of ​​flowers is presented, and the sea of ​​sky is connected in series, to seal off the surrounding space. Her right palm slowly lifted, and two blood-colored flowers bloomed on the back of her palm, beautiful and demon. The bright colors were like the only one in the dim sky and the sea, and the other shore flower beside the bridge of the dead, which meant death.

The king of nine prisoners, holding a spirit, crossed the sky, like a comet, and slammed into the witch master. A violent collision and a strong collision suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the sound was like a thunder, looking far away, as if two Tianshan mountains collided, making Tianhai both roar, and the fluctuations were extremely fierce and breathtaking.

With this blow, the lights were dazzling, the billows were halo, the blood was shining, the blue light was violent, and the surface of the sea several kilometers away exploded directly. The huge waves, the tsunami, and the scene of cholera were like natural disasters. The wharf was swallowed up, crushed by the tsunami, and buildings and trees along the shore were washed away.

People were shocked that the force of this collision was horrifying, and even the owners of Fengleimen frequently inhaled.

The king of nine prisoners vomited blood and flew upside down, turning over several hundred meters to stand still. Instead of being frightened, he was full of enthusiasm. The crystal ball in his hand was shattered, trembling violently, and the instrumental spirit inside was fully recovered, hitting the last few layers of seals, and the clicking sound was endless, and it was about to come out.

"Things stay!" The sorceress arrived, carrying a world-like atmosphere, and struck forward, terrifying! She was amazed and difficult to stop, let alone the strong on the island, and even the witches who buried the flower boat felt a terrifying breath.

however……

"Buzz", almost at the same time, a large area of ​​blue light erupted from the king of nine prisons, erupting an unparalleled power of the ocean. His mouth was full of blood, but he laughed loudly, holding up the spirit of the instrument, as if holding a god, holding his right hand forward, the trident of the desolate emerged from the ring of space, the sound of a loud noise, and the bright light of the sky shining on the sea Dark clouds turned red.

Desolate Trident! Instrument Spirit!

After a few years, they met again.

All burst into the sky, shining with ancient and vast energy, and then violently collided and blended together.

At this moment, the vast sea surface was boiling, countless huge waves and no wind started, a large number of vortexes rose from the bottom of the sea, the sound of the waves was deafening, and the huge waves became violent. Viewed from a high altitude, the Wangyang riots. The endless waves and countless water elements are like pilgrimages of "cheering" and "screaming", worshipping the trident and instrumental spirit of the desert god.

"You ..." The Lord of the Witches finally discolored. Is it the Trident of the Desert God? He really has the ancient sea sacred artifact in his hand, the trident of the desolate god.

"Do you recognize it? Ancient sea sacred weapon, the trident of the desolate god!" The roar of the nine prisoners roared, moving the sea of ​​sky and covering the huge waves. He danced the trident of the devil and hit the witch master. His strength is not enough to contend with the witch master, but with the help of the Trident's Holy Trinity, he will turn the sky and defeat the battlefield.

"It's mine!" The prince of the witch was shocked but not chaotic, and the offensive was endless. He caught the king of nine prisons.

"That's the Trident of the Desolation!" The ghost on the funeral boat was frightened, and the nine prisoner got the ancient sea sacred weapon? Now combined with the spirit of the instrument, the power of the holy instrument will be turned on. No wonder they dared to challenge the Lord. It turned out to be dependent.

But is he crazy? How dare you use the holy weapon openly, aren't you afraid that the news will spread all over the sea? Afraid of attracting hunting?

Some people on Trinidad and Tobago also recognized the trident of the desolate god. One pass was ten and the other was ten. The island quickly became a sensation. Some were thrilled, some were sluggish, and some were fanatical. People finally understood the purpose of the burial witch master coming personally, originally to compete for the ancient holy artifact! The Trident of Desolation appeared on Liuli Island, and it will surely spread across the sea and to the ancient sea in a very short time. Before long, there will be countless strong men gathered here, to check the news, understand the situation, and then ... The sea area will set off a wave of hunting.

The daughter's pavilion owners all opened their mouths slightly, it was incredible. "The sea ... will change ..."

The battlefield in the sky fluctuated violently. The king of nine prisons confronted the witch master. If he hits the sky like an ape, he is fast and fierce. Every time he strikes, he breaks the sea of ​​heaven, every time he dances the trident, he looks like The whole mobilization of Wang Yang to face it was shocking.

"boom!"

Layers of petals block the trident of the God of Desolation, the blood glow bursts out, if the sky bursts open!

But the Trident of the Desolation broke the barrier and spun at the witch master. They will reunite after a long time, with fierce mighty power, and in conjunction with the onslaught of the Nine Prison Kings, venting the excitement of its return.

"Om!" The blood of the Master's palm shone with blood and mist, and if a large red cloud emerged, the battlefield in the sky was blurred. She acts like electricity, is as strong as a bird, moves forward at a high speed, and is covered with heavy petals all over her. The breath is scary.

The two fought fiercely, firmly grasping the fighter. Suddenly, he shot fiercely, thrillingly. The wind is strong, the sea is overturning, people in the distance are dizzy and full of shock. Many weaker people can't see the fighting situation at all, they can only feel the destructive force that erupts constantly. They guess that if they approach, It became dregs in an instant.

Three changes today. Tomorrow is 30 years old, and the mice are going to return home to celebrate the New Year. For 25 consecutive days in January, over 400,000 words were updated. Every day I stayed at home, woke up early and slept late. This year's madness, when the mouse did it, did not miss the appointment, tired and passionate. After a year of tiredness, it's time to go home. I wish my brothers a happy Chinese New Year and a happy family. The number of chapters updated daily during the Spring Festival is uncertain, but it will never be changed. After waiting for a few years, we continue to change our passion.