Chapter 170

In fact, no one can think of what kind of strong oil will be poured on the return of Baiyou sword in today's affairs, so that it will be completely detonated.

In Qin Yumei's heart, the blood bead reflected the black sword. There was more black in the red, and then the black spread like ink.

It turns into a black hole. I don't know where the palms are connected. The cold breath flows out. You can hear the wind faintly, like the howling of the dead.

The small courtyard on the edge of Wangdu, the newly raised xiaoqing'er under the strong command, was washing her body with a face full of fear, thinking that this place was indeed as unclean as the legend said, and could not live here any more. Wait for the master to come back and beg him to change the house quickly.

Just thinking of what means to use, hook's powerful commander agrees, and then imagines the big house in the future. Xiaoqing's mouth suddenly froze before a smile burst out, and a few "giggles" in the deep throat, like being held by his neck, make it hard to breathe.

Click -

Click -

clean the body of hot water, the surface of ice, and with amazing speed, began to condense. In the courtyard, in that deep well, the cold well water rolls like boiling.

Boom -

the black light column rises in the sky, like an invisible big hand inserted into the sky of the capital of the king, but strangely, it doesn't tear up the forbidden system of the capital of the king, but directly disappears at the moment of touching it.

Under this light column, there is a desolate land on the edge of Wangdu. The gray fog covers the ground, so people can't see the scene. Now, the fog is billowing, gathering the shadow of a powerful sea demon and roaring to the sky.

The whole king was shocked by the sudden changes. Countless sea people looked up and saw the desolate land. Their faces turned pale gradually. There are old sea people, their eyes are frightened and they murmur, "Hailing It's Hailing... " They think of the time when Wang Du was devastated, and 100000 sea people died, bloody land.

This is not a secret. The sea people who live in Wangdu always know something. Fear is like a plague, spreading wildly among the sea people.

At the main gate of the palace, the bronze bell rings.

The main face of the sea people is heavy, the eyes are deep like whirlpools, and the majestic breath is rising. There is the shadow of Jiaolong in the sky of the palace. The body is thousands of feet long, with golden scales and purple pupils. When the storm comes, the shadow of Jiaolong wanders among them, and the Dragon chants are heard from time to time. The horror of Longwei takes the palace as the center and spreads out like a tide.

In the capital of the king, the panic gradually subsided, and they fell on their knees and worshipped the palace. In that year's catastrophe, the leader of the sea people also stood up and sacrificed a thousand years to seal the mausoleum.

Jiuchong downstairs, Tang Gong's face was livid and murmured, "Your Majesty..." He twisted his face, lowered his voice and growled, "what's the matter? What the hell is the matter!"

Your Majesty's situation, can't do it any more, otherwise the power leakage will be detected, and there will be a catastrophe in an instant. Looking up at the sky over the capital, it was sure that there were black clouds pouring out, which made the lives of heaven and earth quiet.

That is the will of heaven and earth!

If in those days, your majesty chose to fight the World War I, maybe there is still a thread of life, but to this day Blinding the heaven and earth is bound to cause the wrath of heaven and earth. There is no escape under the heaven. He wants to stop him, but he knows his Majesty's heart and nature. He knows that there is absolutely no possibility, and his majesty will definitely fight.

"Fucking, fucking, fucking..." Mr. Tang is neurotic. He looks at the black cloud on his head and curses repeatedly. He looks ferocious.

There was no omen. A scene of life disaster appeared in front of the people of Wangdu. They stared with horror and helplessness, and could only wait for it to come.

Even the most powerful king in the world has done well to seal the sea spirit at the cost of death. His eyes are indifferent and there is no fear, because it is his duty and responsibility as a king.

Time flows, but strangely, despite the noise, the disaster brought by the spirit of the dead has not happened. In addition to the black light column straight into the sky, "boom" sound, Wang is as calm as ever.

The head of the sea clan frowned.

At this time, the hall door was pushed open heavily, and two important officials rushed in, waving their hands, "Your Majesty has collected breath, your majesty has collected breath, just checked carefully, and the forbidden system of Hailing is still in operation."

Lingbei rings in Tang Gong's arms. He grabs it, puts it in his ear and listens to a few words. His body is suffocating, and suddenly disappears. Looking up, Hailao looked nervous. He nodded his head in a hoarse voice. "There's no problem in the prohibition of Hailing." Put Lingbei away, he looked up at the black light column, his eyes were puzzled.

At the same time, the message is delivered to all parties in the shortest time.

But like Tang Gong, these sea people have the same problem in their hearts: since there is no problem in the prohibition of Hailing, what is the situation in this scene?

The spirit stone is pulled by the invisible suction, not a piece of it falls down, and gradually becomes a ball from a mountain, wrapping the figure inside layer by layer, so no one can see that the black hole opened by Qin Yumei's heart suddenly vibrates, and then The black torrent surged out!

Outside the Jiuchong building, Tang Gong's pupil shrank and his eyes were fixed on the huge orb composed of Lingshi. The whirlpool of Lingli roared and whirled. The ordinary sea people may not be able to detect it, but for him, it was as striking as a light in the night."Hailing breath..." He spoke slowly, but his eyes were sharp as a blade. "Hailing, what are you doing?"

As a purple card in the people, a strong soul is indispensable, so the sea old also noticed that the sudden breath, face slightly changed. First there was the change of Hailing, and the black light column rose to the sky, but there was a smell of Hailing here. If it didn't matter before, he didn't believe it.

Take a deep breath, old Hai shakes his head. "Since the return of the palace, Ning Qin has been closed. I don't know what he is doing. But I don't think he will. He will break the ban of Hailing. I can guarantee that! "

Tang Gong's face was as heavy as water. Leng hum's eyes were uncertain. In other words, anyone else had something to do with Hailing's accident. He had already suppressed it. Anyone who tried to threaten his majesty should be destroyed!

But it was Ning Qin.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, Lingbei sounded again. The plain voice of the leader of the sea clan came out of it, "look down."

Sea old heart slightly loose face is still dignified, looking at Lingshi big ball dark wry smile, Ning Qin ah Ning Qin, you caused a big trouble this time!

In the black hole, the black torrent submerges Qin Yu and melts him into the body along his pores. It contains powerful spiritual power beyond the physical endurance limit. The skin on the surface instantly cracks, like a broken ceramic doll. When the blood doesn't flow out, it is shocked into a blood mist by the powerful power.

Crackle -

crackle -

blood is breaking!

Baiyou sword was suspended in front of the black hole. After the black torrent flowed through it, it could be injected into Qin Huan's body. At this time, looking at his miserable appearance, his subconscious trembled. By contrast, it is now moistening, and the breath of the dead carried by the black torrent is almost as clean as eating a delicious meal and watching Qin Huan being tortured.

Of course, at any time, Baiyou sword will not admit this. It is to help the master get through the difficulties, which is the only way. Otherwise, if it doesn't absorb the spirit of the dead, the master won't be able to take it. That's right.

Hundred you sword instantly straightens up!

The combination of Dantian sea, spirit vortex, spirit stone and the power from Hailing finally meets the demand of gathering the five elements of power source. White, black, green, red and yellow five color light groups, the whale swallows a large amount of spiritual power gradually tends to be stable, but with the continuous integration and transformation, the amount of spiritual power absorbed has become more and more.

With Qin Huan's powerful body, he could not bear it. His flesh and blood broke down faster and faster. Even his bones began to tremble and groan, and cracks appeared one after another. The blood mist gradually enveloped him, dyed the surrounding Lingshi red, and even some drifted into the black hole.

Roar -

a suppressed roar came from the black hole, showing endless desire. Then, in the surging black torrent, he suddenly extended a claw and went straight to Qin Huan to catch it, as if he wanted to pull it into it!

The hundred secluded swords roared like black lightning, and the claws stretched out in the black torrent were cut off and disintegrated in an instant. In the black hole, roar becomes painful, more unwilling and angry. But with a sound of cold and fierce sword, Baiyou sword issued a warning, and the roar gradually quieted down, and finally disappeared.

The tip of the sword turned to Qin Huan. Baiyou sword was thinking. If it can make a human expression, it must be a tangle of sad faces.

If he didn't, Qin Huan would surely die. If he could, he would surely lose a lot of his hard-earned strength. It's impossible to say that what we eat today is not enough waste. It's definitely a big loss business.

Alas, why there are so many dilemmas in the world? It's just that, as a loving, conscience, sense of justice, and grateful sword, we can't do things that will not save our lives. Of course, this account must be written down, and then we will find a way to collect it a little bit.

Hum -

the sword of hundred seclusions trembles gently. On the surface of the sword, there is black mist pouring out. It rolls like a spirit, and quickly changes into an altar virtual shadow. If someone sees this scene, he will find that the altar is completely dark, which is quite similar to the altar for sea spirit in Taihe square outside the royal palace.

Of course, this similarity refers to breath and some characteristics, not just the surface.

The blood mist was attracted and quickly precipitated in the deep of the altar. In the shadow of the black altar, a figure with knees crossed gradually appeared. Then there are countless silk threads coming out of the altar and drilling into the surrounding spirit stones. They are like the roots of trees, absorbing the spiritual power of the spirit stone and infusing it into the altar, transforming it into a powerful life energy, and then infusing it into the shadow in the depth of the altar.

Therefore, Qin Huan's broken skin, torn flesh and blood, and cracked bones grew crazily at this moment. Although they were often broken and torn again before they grew well, they were able to maintain the body without collapse and destruction.

The devil way is cruel and domineering. The devil body, as the supreme method of the devil way, naturally inherits this spirit. The more damage it bears, the more potential it can inspire. So in the process of breaking, healing and breaking, the strength of the magic body is increasing.