Asura God

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Chapter 488: Journey

The king of nine prisons is like a mad monster, shatters his hands, releases blood, and injects it into the Trident of the Desert God, and uses his own blood to sacrifice to release the stronger Trident of the Desert God.

"Buzz!" The devil trident struck forward, the whole battlefield was shaking, and you can see endless cracks spreading out front, sweeping everything.

The witch master felt threatened, but this made her more obsessed with the trident, you are mine.

however……

In the distance, the seven giant ghosts suddenly became tense, screaming in layers, their sounds were weird and hollow, they rippled heavily, covered the ocean, and sent signals to the witch master.

"What's wrong?" The witches were blank and nervous.

At this moment, the sea under the sky battlefield suddenly rushed out of the gray sea snake, less than a meter long, completely negligible on the battlefield of cholera, but it broke the huge waves, like a thunderstorm, It is like the birth of the dragon, killing the witch master.

There was a loud noise, and the sea snake actually hit the witch master firmly. This bump was like a million hits, even Tianshan could crack, the petals around the witch master shattered in pieces, and the witch master The onslaught body was also slightly out of control.

Huh! !!

The desolate trident came at once and penetrated her body.

"Witch master!" The ghost exclaimed, and the witches were shocked.

"Roar!" The sea snake lingered in the riotous sky, making a deafening scream. The small body seemed to have an unimaginable energy. This roar swept through the loud sound of all the tides and spread far away. Everywhere of Liuli Island.

What kind of monster is that? It can actually hurt the witch master, and many of the strong men on the island were shocked and dejected. Where did these strong men come from?

Qin Ming's eyebrows looked far away, how could it interfere with the witch master? That sea snake is by no means simple, it may even be better than the nine prison kings. Where did this come from? Why haven't you heard of the king of prisons?

The funeral boat was about to be rescued, but all the seven giant ghosts were aimed at the back, like an enemy. At the end of the overwhelming giant waves, a flat boat came across the sea, as if it might capsize at any time, and was smashed into pieces by the giant waves.

"It's him! It's the old man who fished!" The funeral boat was shocked inside and out. They didn't know the identity of the old man, but knew that even the witch master wanted to easily provoke him. It was definitely a difficult figure. Suddenly appeared at this moment, the visitor must be bad.

"Witch master! Use your blood!" The king of nine prisoners was pale and slightly embarrassed by the blood offering. The Trident of the Desolate God has penetrated the body of the witch master, is sucking the wonderful blood wantonly, and the powerful devouring power is like a flood of uncontrollable rushing all over her.

"It's up to you, you can't kill me!" The witch master waved and slaps, a glamorous red flower flew from the palm of his hand, chopped to the king of nine prisons, accompanied by the harsh bird song, turned into a scarlet phoenix, and his blood flickered , Like flames burning.

The Nine Prison King yanked out the Trident of Desolation, struck it in the air, and violently collided with the Scarlet Phoenix. A dazzling light group erupted, causing the Nine Prison King to retreat.

The sea snake roared and was about to pounce, but the witch owner turned back angrily and locked the sea snake at high altitude. Suddenly, a killing sound appeared between the sky and the sea, as if hundreds of people were yelling at the same time.

"Almost! Retreat!" The Nine Prison King was hugely consumed, and while the master of the witch was distracted, he jumped up into the sky, smashed into the clouds, and flew towards the distance.

The sea snake swallowed the snake letter and dived sharply, plunging into the galloping sea tide. Its breath can be strong and weak, and it can perfectly hide its whereabouts and avoid various searches.

"Witch master, he's here!" On the funeral boat, the ghost shouted.

The Lord of the Witches looked back into the distance. In the turbulent ocean, the Ye flat boat had stopped, and it could hardly be seen in the chaotic waves. But the Lord of the Lord could feel that the old man was sitting on the Ye Xiaozhou. She was locked across the vast sea and sky.

"Witch master! Chase it?" Seven ghosts pulled the boat and took the witch master.

"Follow me! Inform the other eight masters of witches, and dispatch them all round to round up the king of nine prisoners!" The master of witches was pale, his body was penetrated, and a lot of blood was swallowed. The internal and external injuries were very serious.

"Witch master, I think they are deliberately making things bigger and bigger, but ... what is their purpose?" A ghost will think more and more and understand that things are big and the whole sea will be a sensation. Those hidden monsters and giant beasts on the sea floor may obstruct their pursuit. How long can they escape?

"No matter what their purpose is, he must not be allowed to take away the trident of the desolate god." The witch master would never want to make things big, but if it really gets big, she would never be afraid of things.

"What about the old man behind?"

"Don't worry about him first! When you receive other witch masters and destroy him together, since they want to go to war, there is no need to be polite with them. Yixueer, Hongmei, and whisper, each of you will take a hundred to stay, Gathering information and paying attention to changes in the waters, I suspect that King Nine Prisoners has another purpose. "

The king of nine prisoners fled, and the funeral boat chased after, but the violent sea was not restored for a long time. Layers of huge waves hit the cliffs on the shore, setting up huge waves, dark clouds rolling at high altitude, covering the sky and the moon, the ocean is dark and boundless.

Qin Ming stood on the cliff, watching the direction they left, exhaling gently. At this moment, all he can do is wish. He runs away in the waters, fights against the heroes, and deliberately kills them. It sounds very lofty, but the danger is imaginable. This is the enemy of the heroes and invited to the sea. One day after two or three years, he will take over the trident of the God of Desolation and go on this crazy journey again. How long can I persist? How far can I go?

"There is not much time left for me." Qin Ming closed his eyes and faced the sea breeze. He is best at turning stress into motivation, and most fearless is threats and death. Since it is inevitable, I will go forward!

Bai Hu came to him, Yangtian shouted, and Tianhai moved.

"Waiting for half a month in Liuli Island, if there is a situation in the ghost sea, we will go for a break." Qin Ming caressed the white tiger's hair, considering the way to go next, the time is urgent, and he can't afford to be sloppy. But at this time, there was a burst of warmth in his chest, and white jade fluorescence bloomed.

"Little ancestor?" Qin Ming lifted the little white turtle out of his pocket.

The tortoise shell is as white as jade, crystal clear, like a carefully crafted handicraft, each stripe path is unique ingenuity. The ancestor even stretched out his head, staring at the dark sky and sea as if he had slept too long, a little confused.

"Little ancestor?" Qin Ming supported the little turtle and touched his head lightly. "Woke up?"

The tortoise looked up at Qin Ming and looked at the white tiger who had come curiously, tilted his head, lost a moment, muttered something, and retracted again.

"Little ancestor?" Qin Ming shook the turtle's shell and looked inside for a while: "Are you sleeping, or are you sleepwalking?"

After a while, the turtle's shell dim again, and the usual silence was restored.

Qin Ming is silent, what is this called? Was it awake or not?