Asura God

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"Roar!" The giant tortoise was so angry that the deliciousness to his mouth ran away? The roar was clear and the sea was turbulent. Within a few tens of miles, many reefs were shattered, and all the black mist and even the weaker hunters were scattered.

"Escape! Escape!" People awakened in horror, fleeing to the distance.

This large and ancient beast kept roaring, climbed up the giant reef in front, and blasted out a sky of purple gas, like a rushing river of flames, hitting Qin Ming to leave. It was unwilling, the little gnat ran away from me.

Mengzhu got into the tide, caught the severely injured Ma Dameng, dragged him back to the team, and a group of five people evacuated at full speed, dare not stay in the slightest.

Guo Xiong looked back, Qin Ming had torn the dense fog and rushed to the higher clouds. The giant waves and purple gas from the giant tortoise fluttered at high altitudes, forming a shocking scene of natural disasters, but Qin Ming could not be found. He breathed a sigh of relief, resisting Ma Meng himself, and urged them to speed up.

"That's ... Qin Ming?" Witch Temple Yi Xueer was just around the corner, Liu Mei raised his head slightly, looking at the struggling figure that fled, the golden wings were too eye-catching, and the tiger who walked through the air was not Who is Qin Ming!

"Is it Qin Ming?" The other witches were all excited. Compared to the black warship, grasping Qin Ming was the most important thing.

"That's right, it's him. I didn't expect that he dared to show up here boldly." Yi Xueer was worried about how to find Qin Ming, and he even came to the door himself. "Notice Red Charm and silent words, I have found Qin Ming, I will make a mark, and try to catch up after I find them."

"Let's take orders!" A hundred-man team immediately separated 30 people, looking for two other leaders in different directions.

On the edge of the chaotic tide, a leaf boat undulated with the waves. On the boat was a skinny young man with long hair and ragged clothes, just as humble as his boat. But in the messy long hair, there were a pair of scarlet eyes, looked at the direction Qin Ming left, and stared at Yixue them again.

"Witch Hall! Funeral Hall!"

Young voice, hoarse and low voice, he slowly got up, carrying a white weapon in his hand, turned out to be a complete spine, white-skinned tadpole.

After the 100-meter giant tortoise vented, it sank to the bottom of the sea. Its descendants and grandchildren all gradually sank, leaving the tenderest one floating on the secluded sea. Soon after, the thick black fog refilled this blank sea area, and it turned into an environment where the fingers could not be seen, as if nothing had happened.

Qin Ming ran forward for several kilometers, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell back to the sea again, releasing the Lark. He was hurt, his body was broken, and even his wings were broken by two. This degree of injury can't be changed for other people, but Qin Ming is fierce enough to the enemy and to himself, resisting the severe pain, persisting until now, not to coma. Otherwise, once you close your eyes, you may never wake up again.

"Staring at the sea, remind me at any time." Qin Ming's face turned pale, his body covered with cold sweat, his voice was shaking. He didn't care how much water of life was left in the fingers of the space, he trembled out five bottles, poured them into his mouth continuously, and seized the time to sit and practice.

Bai Huxiong bowed the bow and watched around.

The danger in the Ghost Sea is more dangerous than they imagined. Once encountering a monster, it is absolutely dead.

And, no matter what the rumors say, no one can experience the real feeling without experiencing the ghost sea in person.

There were several teams passing by, and White Tiger forcibly changed Lark's direction and avoided it cleverly. It is no longer mad, no longer domineering, converges, and takes care of Qin Ming.

However, the dark hands of the ghost sea can't see the five fingers, and the scope of the expansion of the consciousness is even more suppressed. It has to fight twelve spirits, see with the eyes, listen with the ears, smell with the nose, and accompany the weak consciousness. Checking the sea.

Maybe one day and one night, or maybe only half a day, they wandered without fear, but the white tiger suddenly became irritable and roared towards the distance. "Roar!!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Mingqiang woke up with severe pain, and before he got up, there was a loud roar from deep in the dense fog, like the horrible magic sound from the Nine Secluded Lands, shaking the sea. , Shocked the sea beast.

Blackbird battleship? Qin Ming was almost paralyzed. He was not afraid of the Blackbird warship, but was afraid of Long Live Mountain. Not only are the sacred martial arts afraid of Banzai Mountain, but if you throw Tianwu in the past, he will scare his pants.

Dozens of raptors flew through the thick fog and rushed towards the face. A large number of sea beasts fled on the sea floor and the sea, all panicked and feared. They did not seem to see Qin Ming and flew towards the back and disappeared.

A black smoky gigantic warship broke through the waves and appeared in the depths of the black smoky, like a giant black magpie soaring in the ocean, sending a rock-shattering roar, with a metal-like killing trend The tremor shook the sky and the sea, disturbing the heavy fog. Behind the Blackbird battleship, a faint white ‘long line’ is rapidly zooming in, and the desolate and magnificent momentum permeates the space.

"Roar!" Bai Hu awakened Qin Ming. It almost gave Qin Ming a paw, and it was not easy for Lao Zi to grow so big, but he didn't want to return to the baby state.

Qin Ming was frightened and lifted up, driving the Skylark to fly away and evacuating, a voice in his heart was roaring, he must never enter the Long Live Mountain, he must not!

"Hou roar." Bai Hu anxiously urged Qin Ming, and kept looking back. He was about to keep up, and he was about to come up soon, fast, fast.

However, how could Hibari be faster than the Blackbird? Qin Ming has been urging the Hibari, but the black warships are constantly drawing closer to each other. Looking back, Wansui Mountain has appeared at the end of the line of sight. The white mist is vast, boundless, and intertwined with the dark fog, like a dream, like drifting in the real and dream. Looking from a distance, this scene is actually very beautiful. One can think of the legend of Wansui Mountain. Qin Ming never has the slightest appreciation, unprecedented despair, and even more frightened than ever.

"Closed!" Qin Ming recalled Hibari, flew open the golden wings, and picked up the white tiger to speed forward. He was hurt all over, but compared to the turbulence of time and space involved in Long Live Mountain, these are nothing, escape is more important.

"what!!"

"Roar!!"

The screams between the tides are constantly, and the pieces of sea beasts and raptors are drowned by the white light of Wansui Mountain. They scream screams like ghosts. In the face of this near-natural disaster, no matter how strong you are, no matter how big you are, only Can 'listen to heaven and fate' and accept time and space judgment.

The continuous screams were like a low death knell, which kept ringing in Qin Ming's ears, urging fast and fast.

He was flying fast, and even broke into the raptor team in front of him. These usually fierce guys didn't even bother him and didn't even dare to look at it. The real fear was shaking in his eyes, his wings fluttered fiercely, and his milk was full of energy. Make it out.

"Blackbird battleship!"

"Long live!"

There was a team of hunters in front, with three or five hundred people scattered in different places. All of them were shocked at the moment. Many people wailed and knelt directly on the wooden board, hoaring and wailing: "No ..."

Long live the mountain!

Guard the mountain of time and space.

Legend.

Once involved in Banzai Mountain, it will be shrouded in the space-time power there. Is it aging quickly and turning into bones? Or suddenly degenerate, become a baby, crushed by the energy in the turbulence? No one is sure and irresistible. When you go in, don't even think about coming back. It is completely involuntary death. There is the real death jedi.

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