Chapter 512

"Roar!!" the giant turtle was so angry that the delicious food in his mouth ran away? The roar was clear and turbulent. Within tens of miles, many reefs were shattered, and all black fog and weaker hunters were scattered alive.

"Run! Run!" people woke up with horror and ran away in the distance.

The huge and ancient beast roared continuously, climbed up the huge reef in front, spewed out the towering purple gas, like a raging flame River, and hit the direction Qin ordered to leave. It is not reconciled, little mole ants, even ran away from me.

Mengzhu drilled into the water tide, caught the seriously injured Ma Dameng, dragged him back to the team, and the five people in the line evacuated at full speed, afraid to stay at all.

Guo Xiong looked back. Qin Ming had torn the thick fog and rushed to higher clouds. The huge waves and purple gas played by the giant turtle danced in the air, forming a shocking scene like a natural disaster, but there was no trace of Qin Ming. He breathed a sigh of relief, personally resisted the horse and urged them to speed up.

"That's... Qin's life?" Yi Xueer of the witch hall happened to be nearby. Liu Mei picked slightly and looked at the figure struggling to escape. The golden wings were too eye-catching, and the fierce tiger walking in the air. Who is not Qin's life! "Are you sure it's Qin's life?" other witches were excited. Compared with the black Jiao warship, catching Qin's life is the top priority.

"Yes, it's him. Unexpectedly, he dared to appear here blatantly." Yi Xueer was worried about how to find Qin's life. He sent it to the door himself. "Inform red charm and silent language that I have found Qin's life. I will mark it and try to catch up with them when I find them."

"Take command!" the team of 100 people immediately divided 30 people and looked for two other leaders in different directions.

At the edge of the chaotic tide, a small boat rises and falls with the waves. On the boat sits a thin boy with long hair and ragged clothes, like his boat. But in the messy long hair, there were a pair of scarlet eyes. After looking at the direction Qin Ming left for a while, he stared at Yi Xueer and them.

"Witch hall! Buried flower hall!"

The boy whispered in a hoarse and low voice. He got up slowly with a white weapon in his hand. It turned out to be a complete spine, white and frightening.

After venting, the 100 meter giant turtle sank to the bottom of the sea. Its descendants and grandchildren sank one after another, leaving the youngest one floating on the deep sea. Soon after, the black fog filled the blank sea again and turned into an environment where you can't see your fingers, as if nothing had happened.

Qin Ming ran forward for thousands of meters. Finally, he couldn't hold it. He fell back to the sea and released the skylark. He was hurt all over, most of his body was broken, and even his wings were broken in two. Other people would have been unable to move this degree of injury, but Qin Ming was cruel enough to the enemy and himself. He endured the severe pain and persisted until now to keep himself from coma. Otherwise, once you close your eyes, you may never wake up again.

"Stare at the sea and remind me at any time." Qin Ming's face was very white, covered with cold sweat, and his voice was trembling. No matter how much water of life was left in the space wrench, he trembled out five bottles and poured them into his mouth continuously, seizing the time to sit and practice.

The white tiger sits in the bow of the ship and is alert to the surroundings.

The danger of ghost sea area is more dangerous than they think. Once they encounter a monster, they will die.

Moreover, no matter what the rumors outside say, no one can feel the real feeling without personal experience.

Several teams passed by. The white tiger forcibly changed the direction of the lark and skilfully avoided it. It is no longer crazy, no longer bully, convergence momentum, taking care of Qin life.

However, the ghost sea area was dark, and the expansion of divine consciousness was suppressed. It had to look with eyes, listen with ears and smell with nose. With a weak divine consciousness, it inspected the sea area.

Maybe day and night, or maybe only half a day, they drifted in danger, but the white tiger was suddenly irritable and roared in the distance. "Roar!!"

"What's the matter?" Qin Ming woke up with great pain. Before he could stand up, there was a loud roar from the depths of the thick fog, just like the terrible sound from the nine secluded land, shaking the sea and frightening the sea animals back.

Black Jiao warship? Qin Ming was almost paralyzed. He was not afraid of the black Jiao warship, but of the long live mountain. Not only are the holy warriors afraid of long live mountain, but even if you throw tianwu over, he will be scared to pee his pants.

Dozens of raptors swept through the thick fog and rushed to their faces. A large number of sea animals fled on the seabed and sea. They were all in panic and fear. They didn't seem to see Qin's life and galloped back and disappeared.

A giant warship surrounded by black fog appeared in the depths of the black fog, like a giant black Jiao flying through the clouds and the sea in the ocean, roaring like a stone, shaking between the sky and the sea and disturbing the heavy fog with a metal cutting momentum. Behind the black Jiao warship, a piece of white "long line" can be seen faintly, which is rapidly enlarging, and the desolate and magnificent momentum pervades the space.

"Roar!!" the white tiger woke Qin Ming up. He was stunned at this time. It almost gave Qin a paw. It's not easy for me to grow so big. I don't want to return to the state of a baby.

Qin ordered him to raise his spirits and drive the skylark to the distance. There was a voice roaring in his heart. He must not enter Wansui mountain, never!

"Roar." the white tiger hurried Qin Ming anxiously. He kept looking back. He was about to catch up. He was about to come up. Come on, come on, come on.

However, how could the lark be faster than the black Jiao warship? Qin Ming had already urged the skylark, but the black Jiao warship was still closing the distance between them. Looking back, long live mountain has appeared at the end of sight. The white fog is boundless, intertwined with the dark fog, like a dream, like drifting in reality and dreams. From a distance, this scene is actually very beautiful, but I can think of the legend of long live mountain. Qin Ming was never in the mood of appreciation, unprecedented despair and unprecedented panic.

"Take it!" Qin ordered to recall the skylark, suddenly open the golden wings, pick up the white tiger and fly forward. He was hurt all over, but these were nothing compared to being involved in the time-space turbulence of long live mountain. It was important to run for his life.

"Ah!!"

"Roar!!"

In the face of such a disaster that is close to the way of heaven, no matter how powerful you are or how huge you are, you can only "obey heaven's fate" and accept the trial of time and space.

The continuous scream was like a low death knell, constantly ringing in Qin Ming's ear, urging him to hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

He galloped quickly and even broke into the Raptor team in front. These usually ferocious guys were not in the mood to pay attention to him. They didn't even dare to look at him. There was real fear in their eyes, their wings danced violently, and their strength to eat milk came out.

"Black Jiao warship!"

"Long live mountain!"

There was a group of hunters in front, with three or five hundred people scattered in different places. At the moment, they were all alarmed. Many people cried and knelt directly on the board, hoarse and moaned: "no..."

Long live mountain! The sacred mountain guarding the long river of time and space.

A legend in legend.

Once it is involved in long live mountain, it will be shrouded by the power of time and space there. Is it rapid aging and turning into white bones? Or suddenly degenerate into a baby, crushed by the energy in the turbulence? No one is sure and can't resist. Once you go in, you don't want to come back. It's completely involuntary death. There is a real death Jedi.

It's the end of the new year. One storm, six more!