Qin Ming was sailing in front of him, and three hundred witches chased him relentlessly behind him.

Occasionally, Qin Ming had to fight hard, but behind him there was a ghost who easily eliminated "Shui Mei".

After time and time, the distance between the two sides began to significantly closer.

When Qin Ming decided to take down the weapon spirit, he was ready to die.

No matter how embarrassed he is, as long as he can escape alive and avoid the pursuit, he will be victorious.

Until the end, never give in, and even in the end, never compromise.

Qin Ming bit the force and swept across the sea in a flash.

One hour later...

"It's almost dark."

Qin Ming looked at the sky and finally got over it. As long as the sky turned dark, his vision would be shortened and the chances of avoiding the pursuit would be greater.

The witches behind were also anxious. Who was the other party? They couldn't catch up no matter how hard they chased them! It was getting dark and they couldn't stop them, so they were about to lose them. How did they explain to the witch master when they went back?

The ghost general "Shui Mei" frowned and had to think of a solution.

Once the target is escaped, it will be difficult to find it again.

It is very likely that the other party is really the spirit of the Trident of the Waste God. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not to mention that the witch master is moved, she is greedy.

“That’s…”

As the sky gradually became dim, bright light seemed to appear at the end of the sight, a very vast area.

Island??Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the bow of the ship, controlled the Skylark with all his strength, and accelerated his speed.

"There is an island there! As long as he lands on the island, we will have a chance." A bright light finally appeared in Shui Mei's eyes, and the petals were lifted up. The petals were quiet and no longer actively tracked them, which means that the traces left by the witch master were completely unaware of. However, Shui Mei knew the strength of the witch master and the weirdness of the petals. As long as it touched, it would never be completely removed, unless its strength was close to the witch master or surpassed the witch master.

She firmly believed that there were still traces on the man's body, and as long as it was within a certain range, the petals could be awakened again.

Shui Mei snorted coldly in her heart, "Go to the island!"! Go to the island!! Come to the island for me! As long as you go to the island, search the three hundred petals together, and you don't believe it, you won't be able to find you! I want to see who you are!

A witch suddenly said, "That should be Yinguang Island. The Xuanbing Sect on the island is a vassal of the Qingming Witch Lord. We can ask them for help."

"Don't alarm them, let alone the purpose of our coming here." The spirit of the weapon is of great importance. Once it is leaked, it is easy to cause chaos. Even inside the Witch Palace, the Witch Lord Burying Flowers does not want to share it with other Witch Lords.

When the sky was completely dark, Qin Ming approached the island, which was a very huge island with bright lights and heavy figures. More than a dozen giant ships were docked by the dock, and there were constant shouts on and under the boat.

You can feel the lively atmosphere from a distance.

Qin Ming looked back at the pursuers, but he could no longer see them. But it was not far away, it was dark and his vision was short.

The white tiger cheered up and prepared to shore. After tossing on the sea for so long, it had enough.

Qin Ming bit his lip, turned his eyes, pressed the white tiger, and signaled it not to make a sound.

Hum? Baihu looked at him strangely.

"Shh..." Qin Ming slowed down on the Skylark and approached the pier, but did not land on the island, nor did he alarm anyone, but sneaked into the darkness and sailed around the edge of the island.

When the three hundred witches approached the island, Qin Ming had already gone around the other side of the island. He gritted his teeth and raised his breath, controlled the Skylark to fly away and disappeared into the dark sea. "You guys can't do it yourself, I won't serve you anymore. If you can't get rid of you, I'll admit defeat."

The dock has already caused a sensation.

"Is that... the person from the Witch Palace?"

"Witch Palace? It's really, why are they here?"

"So many people? What big thing is going to happen?"

"This seems to be the witches who are the Burial Flower Witch Lord? Why are they here? Didn't Xuanbing Sect surrender to the Qingming Witch Lord?"

Someone on the island immediately noticed the group of people in blood. When he looked at it, he was all women, and immediately remembered the identity of the visitor - the witches under the command of the nine witch masters, "The Burial Flower Witch Master",!

There was a riot on the pier, and the people on the giant ship tried their best to hide and did not dare to show up.

Although the Witch Palace is the overlord of the Reincarnation Sea, its reputation here is not weak at all. It is like a messenger of death, and he is disgusted. No one dares to provoke them easily, especially those idle people who have no background or sect. In the eyes of the Witch Palace, they are like chickens, dogs and livestock, slaughtering them at will.

"Scatter! Go to the island from different piers, surround the islands, and find a target." Shui Mei looked at the lively islands and ordered coldly.

"Yes!" The witches should be together.

"Wait!!" Lin Yunhan suddenly stopped shouting.

"What are the suggestions for Mr. Lin?" Shui Meijiao was beautiful, but her temperament was colder than the witch master.

"What if he didn't land on the island?"

"Um?"

Lin Yunhan first arrived at the dock and asked the people here: "Have you seen anyone landing on the island before half of the incense stick?"

"Before half an incense stick? Didn't pay attention."

"How many people? Only one? Then how could you notice it?"

"The pier is so messy, it's dark again, there are too many people getting on and off the boat, it's messy, who can see clearly?"

"What's special about him? No? How can I remember it?"

The people on the dock shook their heads, "You don't even know what you look like, how can we recognize you?"

The witches couldn't stand him: "Mr. Lin, have you asked something? Haha, if I was tracked, I wouldn't have landed on the island with a swagger. Unless my head is flooded."

Lin Yunhan ignored their mockery: "If he is very strong, he cannot escape like this all the time. Since he is not strong enough, he should understand the consequences of being arrested. If he boards this island, he will face two endings, one counterattack, killing the pursuers one by one, and the other is trapped on the island!"

A witch retorted: "There is still a possibility that he is tired and can no longer escape. He must land on the island to rest. The island is large and the environment is complex. He may not have to fight back or be trapped. He may also hide and cultivate and continue to escape after dawn."

Another witch also said: "The ocean is the most dangerous late at night, and all kinds of sea beasts appear. He has escaped for so long and is tired. He dares not cross the sea late at night. Also, he thought he had cleared the traces on his body and we can no longer chase him, so hiding is the best choice."

Lin Yunhan said: "There are all kinds of possibilities, so I suggest that the troops be divided into two groups. One way to the island search, and the other way to continue searching in the sea."

Shui Mei said coldly: "If he hadn't landed on the island, which direction would he go? If he was unsure, how would you find it?"

"This... I've tried my luck..."

"Hmph!" The girl who retorted coldly snorted. She has been disliked by Lin Yunhan these days. She is the disciple of the ghost general Shuimei. Yi Xueer is also well-trained by the witch master. She is likely to be promoted to the witch master in the future. But the witch master actually wants to promote Yun Han? Or the disciple of another witch master! How can she accept it?

"I just suggest that it is up to the ghost general to decide." Lin Yunhan did not dare to act rashly and bowed and held his fists.

Yi Xueer said: "Master, please land on the island as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome when the person hides it. We are not sure if he has friends or other hidden powers on this island."

Other witches agree with Yi Xueer's opinion.

Shui Mei looked at the island, looked back at the ocean under the night, pondered for a while: "Two hundred people followed me to the island. Yi Xueer and Lin Yunhan each led fifty people to bypass the island and continue to track forward."

“Master…”

"Go away!!" Shui Mei's order was unquestionable, and she personally arranged 200 people to scatter to different piers on the island to search.

Yi Xueer's jade face was covered with frost. She glanced at Lin Yunhan coldly, and clicked all her fifty people and left the dock.

"Junior Sister Xueer..." Lin Yunhan smiled and followed by the boat.

"Who is your junior sister? I entered the Witch Palace earlier than you. I, the third heaven, you, the second heaven!"

"Okay, Senior Sister Xueer. I have no malice. I am all for this action and for the witch master." Lin Yunhan smiled lightly and took the initiative to show weakness, but there was a cold light in his eyes. Silly girls, I'm shameless.

Yi Xueer didn't like him, and she wouldn't give him a good look. She shouted and disappeared into the darkness around the dock.

The fifty witches behind Lin Yunhan had indifferent expressions and followed him reluctantly. The witches who buried the flower boat actually wanted other people's command, not to mention that Lin Yunhan was just a level of Earth Martial Arts.

Lin Yunhan didn't care. I did what I should do, and said I should say it, but I couldn't blame me if something happened or I couldn't find the target.
Chapter completed!