Chapter 993

"Why didn't the demon son come with you?" Qin Ming looked at the glittering Yue Qing. He couldn't bear the thrilling beauty. It was like a goddess coming, noble and elegant, and peerless. The scepter matched her so well that it seemed tailor-made for her.

Yueqing probes into the scepter and can feel its extraordinary, but she is low-key by nature. Holding this kind of thing is really eye-catching. "Black Feng and white tiger got stiff. We separated because we didn't want to be with him. However, the demon son should not be far from me. I met her before entering the East China Sea."

"Where are they?"

"They don't know it. They haven't seen each other since they left Chifeng, but our search direction is almost the same. The scope of dispersal is not far away. Yes, the Star Alliance has sent some people to help us secretly. From the west to the East, the Star Alliance has helped a lot. If it weren't for them, our actions could not avoid the eyes of the sea alliance."

"What about Da Meng?"

"He contacted the Jedi shadow hunting team you set up and joined hands. It's also heading east."

Qin Ming smiled knowingly. He came so well. "Ahead is the branch of Xingyao alliance in the eastern ancient sea. We'll settle there first and just wait for them."

Qin Ming can't wait to see them. The space trigger is full of babies, and his long-awaited qingluan heart can finally be shared.

At this time, the white tiger, the earth Phoenix, the black snake and the golden lion suddenly became vigilant and roared in the same direction.

When Qin ordered them to look back into the distance, a stone pillar roared and churned in the sky, zoomed in quickly in their line of sight, and hit them on the island. Looking at the stone pillar, it was only about three meters away, but it brought great momentum. Mountains roared and tsunami roared into the sky, breaking large clouds one after another and falling from the sky.

The ghost of the buried sea rode up on the golden lion. The golden lion roared out a towering golden light, like a surging tide rushing towards the sky and boldly facing the iron bar.

Boom!

The sea of heaven trembled like a raging wave crashing on the shore. The iron bar burst into a magnificent and powerful golden light and fell from the sky. The iron bar roared and overturned, running freely. There was an unspeakable sense of oppression everywhere. It was clearly a stone pillar, but it was like a towering mountain, hitting them.

The ghost of the buried sea roared, and the black knife struck the sky, dragging the strong black tide and cutting to the stone pillar.

Qiang! Like the scorching sun exploding, endless strong light covered the sky and the sea. The sky and the sea were bright. The black knife and the stone pillar exploded in front of each other, producing unparalleled strong light. Then, the energy swept across the sky and the sea like a strong wind. The sea surface within a radius of kilometers was boiling, and the coral reef islands hundreds of meters were almost broken.

The ghost of the buried sea trembled, blood splashed out from the clenched teeth, and the Golden Lions under him moaned and retreated. The black knife came out, roared and overturned, hit the island heavily, and burst into a ferocious crack.

The whole coral island is shaking.

The stone pillar shook to the sky, tossed in the air and flew to the far sky.

More than a thousand meters away, a tall figure is stepping on the sea. His toes are stepping on the sea, rippling layers of ripples, like walking on solid land, not on the sea. That is a cold and arrogant woman. She is tall, thin and strong. Her tight black clothes perfectly show her figure, highlighting her ability. Her long hair is elegant and her face is expressionless. Her eyes are very slender, but deep as ink. Her spirit is pressing, and people dare not look directly at her.

The stone pillar falls from the sky, like a mountain, with amazing momentum.

She stretched out her hand and grasped the stone pillar with a snap. The heavy stone pillar was as light as nothing in her hand. Her slender five fingers whirled, clasped the stone pillar, roared and turned, and pointed obliquely at the sky.

The woman's sharp and dangerous eyes seemed to penetrate the kilometer sea area and set on the coral island where Qin Ming was located. There were ripples on the sea at the foot, which spread far and far. When the ripples passed by, the sea was rapidly calm and could not even turn over the waves.

The right arm of the ghost buried in the sea trembled slightly, a burst of tingling pain, and the tiger mouth of his right hand burst with blood. Messy long hair flying, cold eyes splashing, staring at the woman in the distance.

Qin Ming's face changed slightly and recognized the person.

"Who is she?" Yue Qing was surprised. She was so strong, introverted but powerful, calm but dangerous.

"Tianting, Donghuang war clan." Qin Ming's face was dignified. Why did the woman come to him? "Donghuang war clan? Tianting mainland!" the ghost buried in the sea was surprised. He has been active in the sea all year round and has heard of the mysterious continent that is above all living beings and close to the land of God. However, it is said that Tianting continent is only allowed to enter and not to leave. How did she get in? Why are you here.

"Do you have a grudge against her?" Yueqing couldn't imagine how Qin Ming had a grudge with the people of the war clan in Donghuang again.

Qin Ming shook his head slowly. He was even more strange. The remnant soul in the sea of Qi woke up and was in doubt. "Does she feel my breath? It's impossible. All my breath is trapped in the Shura knife."

The woman stepped on the sea and tilted the stone column. Her eyes were cold and could not see any emotion. She walked step by step towards the island. The stone pillar is thick and has a mountain like momentum, but she firmly holds it in her hand and doesn't move. The stone pillar is full of the vicissitudes of the years. The surface is scarred. It is all the traces left by various weapons, but there is a real and strong sense of war from the inside to the outside. It feels like a terrible war beast, more like a heavy giant mountain. People and stone pillars seem to blend together, step by step out of the towering gas of killing and cutting, and diffuse between the sky and the sea.

"Do you have gratitude and resentment?" the ghost buried in the sea asked Qin life again. He shook his sore right arm and pulled out the black knife deeply inserted into the ground.

"I didn't deal with her. I only knew she was from the war clan in Donghuang." Qin Ming shook his head and couldn't figure out why she came here, but she obviously came with hostility.

As soon as the black knife of the ghost buried in the sea vibrated, it clanged, and the black gas surged, burning like a flame. He roared loudly. His body was like thunder, shaking the island, and the gravel on the ground splashed collectively. He held the knife in both hands and struck in the air. A startling knife awn split the sky and shook the sky. The cold sword power swept the sky and sea, which made Yue Qing step back after Qin's life.

However, when the blade awned, it disappeared in an instant.

Qin Ming and Yue Qing were in a trance, but at almost the same time, the knife awn suddenly appeared more than a thousand meters away, played out from the empty space, and appeared on the woman's head. The momentum was immortal, killing power and soul. The moment they appeared, they disturbed the energy between the sky and the sea and cut into the woman's brain bag.

Qin Ming and Yue Qing are slightly pale, with a trance feeling of dislocation of consciousness and vision.

The woman's eyes were slightly coagulated, the iron bar in her hand roared and vibrated, accurately intercepted, and easily broke the crazy bully's knife like a raging wave. The violent energy of the explosion swept all directions and impacted the space. The surrounding sea suddenly soared in this violent noise and set off all over the sky. Her face was expressionless, carrying the stone pillar, she walked towards the island step by step, and the fine light flashed in her slender eyes, which was the surging sense of war.