Chapter 520

"Here's a turtle shell." Qin Ming found a huge turtle shell, at least 30 meters long, lying quietly in the bone pile, showing a heavy momentum and seemingly indestructible. The giant turtle is dead, even the bones are missing, and the turtle shell is still there. It must be said to be a miracle.

"It's mine." the little turtle waved his claw, and the thirty meter long tortoise shell was put into its shell.

"Do you still have the water of life? Give me some."

"No, not a drop left." the little turtle replied impolitely.

"I have."

"You have a bird."

“……”

They said one by one and went to the bone mountain in front to see if there was anything special there.

An hour later, Qin Ming stopped, clenched his sword and was ready.

There was a group of people sitting around the bone hill in front of him. Yes, they were living! After walking for so long, Qin Ming finally saw the living.

These people are old and young, male and female, and there are thirty people. They have two circles inside and outside, guarding one person inside. They are, to cut it, guarding a child carved in powder and jade. They look only five or six years old.

They all opened their eyes and were wary of Qin's life.

But

Looking at it, Qin Ming's eyes changed, and his heart sang softly. He did evil.

They looked at Qin Ming, opened their mouths slightly and recognized him, especially the child surrounded in the center.

"Do you know them?" Xiao Zu wondered.

"Yes."

"What's the origin?"

"Liuli Island, Fenglei sect leader, Pei Qiuming!" Qin Ming looked at the child. His appearance changed a lot, but he could basically judge by looking at the people around him. This child carved with powder and jade is not Pei Qiuming, the leader of Fenglei sect. He is a noble martial arts. He has become a child? The tragedy of the degradation of Shengwu happened in front of us. Pei Qiuming is accompanied by his white haired old man. Isn't that his son Peifeng? "Qin's life?" Pei Feng stood up on his bones. He is very sad, angry and painful. He has changed from a young man to an old man. He almost burps his fart directly. That feeling is not to mention how uncomfortable it is. Just, looking at the dad around me, I couldn't tell what it was like.

"Congratulations, you're all alive." Qin Ming was carrying a machete and spreading his wings. His characteristics were obvious. Moreover, after sleeping for '50 years', his facial muscles returned to their original shape.

The expressions of the people in the wind thunder sect have become ugly. How can you hear this? What is congratulations? What is living?

In particular, Pei Qiuming, the leader of the wind thunder sect, said this like a sharp knife. He stabbed it into his heart, and finally his calm mood collapsed on the spot. He hates, he is crazy, he is angry, the so-called strength, the so-called talent and the so-called treasure are so vulnerable in the face of years. It's not easy for him to cultivate holy martial arts. He has endured thousands of hardships and hardships. It's really not easy. Now he's back to the age of five, and the realm is almost abandoned. Thinking of this, he grabbed the bones around him and smashed them on his head. As a result, the bones were knocked down, and they immediately broke their heads and cried out in pain.

"Dad! It's okay! I'm not afraid! There's me!" Pei Feng quickly threw away the bones, picked up dad and wiped the blood in a hurry.

Pei Qiuming roared, "put it down! I've warned you many times. Don't hold it around!"

Pei Feng quickly put him down and made amends with a bitter face. "You are not a holy warrior and can't stand such trouble. Don't hurt yourself any more. If you have something good or bad, how can I live?"

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"Yes, I shut up."

How funny the picture looked, an old man knelt down in front of a child, kowtowed and shouted for his father in fear.

The surviving disciples of Fenglei sect also want to laugh, but they are more sad. They don't have a good land. They are either old or degenerate.

Pei Qiuming screamed wildly. No one can understand his mood. It was not easy for him to enter the holy martial arts realm. He came from one day to another, especially the transformation from the peak of earth martial arts to holy martial arts. But when he woke up, he went back to his childhood and took the road of cultivation again. This time, can you still enter the martial saint? how much longer will it be?

Pei Fengman was full of grievances and anger. As soon as he turned around, he pointed to Qin Ming and scolded, "why haven't you grown old? Why? It's unfair!"

Qin Ming pointed to heaven.

"What do you mean?" they looked at the sky collectively. What's the secret? "Providence."

"Your uncle." the crowd almost scolded.

"You're the only one left. What about the others?" Qin Ming remembered that hundreds of people came to the wind and thunder gate.

It's OK not to mention it. When I mention this, the wind thunder gate will stare. What about the others? What else did you say. Dead! It's all white bones! All 100 people were involved. As soon as they opened their eyes, there were only 30 left.

"How long have you been in?" Qin Ming observed the team of Fenglei gate. There is an old woman of the earth Wu wuchongtian, an old man of the earth Wu four chongtian, a strong man of the earth Wu three chongtian, and five earth Wu below the three chongtian. The rest are in Xuanwu, Lingwu, and even quenched spirit. This lineup is still a threat to Qin Ming, but with golden wings, he is not afraid of them.

"There is no day and night here, the time is very chaotic, and we don't know how long we have been here." the old woman with five days shook her head, and her mood was calm. She used to be a beautiful woman and a female elder of the wind and thunder sect. She was suddenly old for nearly 30 years. At first, it was hard to accept it. However, looking at the sect leader of the child who had degenerated from the sacred martial arts and the elder who had degenerated from the peak of the earth martial arts to the triple heaven of the earth martial arts around her, she was at least happy and the strongest in their team of 30.

"Is there anyone else nearby?"

"Many, at least two or three hundred people, and many spirit demons."

At the moment of being swallowed up by long live mountain, some people will go through hundreds of years and directly become dead bones. No matter how heroic and strong you are, you are fragile like a clay figurine in front of years, and you don't even have a chance to struggle. But others are lucky to survive after decades of changes.

Heijiao warship swept through the ghost sea area with long live. It has been half a month before and after. I don't know how many people and monsters have been swallowed, and the number of survivors will not be small. There are two or three hundred nearby. What about other places? Viva mountain looks very quiet, but there are thousands of scattered people and demons.

Now they are still calm and there is no trouble because they are busy wiping tears and trying to accept the reality. But I believe it will become a cruel battlefield soon. Because this is long live mountain, no one can go out and everyone will die. Under the stimulation of despair, people will lose their reason and become crazy. There will be killings, strong female cadres, humiliation and so on. All kinds of ugliness will be staged in turn for the last Carnival of life.

Qin Ming looked at the vast sea of bones and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since many people have survived, Ma Dameng and white tiger are much more likely to live.

"Alliance?" the old woman looked at Qin's life. One more person and one more strength. Although she would die sooner or later, at least don't die too ugly.

Alliance? All the others look at her and make an alliance with the goods? Not afraid of revenge? Eh, yes, this is Viva mountain. No one can get out. What else are you worried about. Aside from this aspect, the identity of the Immortal King of Qin life is still very combat effective, especially the two pairs of golden wings, which can resist the air like holy weapons, come and go freely, and have more advantages in scuffle.