The Nine Prison King looked like a mad demon, shaking his hands, releasing blood, injecting it into the Trident of the Waste God, and using his own blood to sacrifice it to release the more powerful power of the Trident of the Waste God.

"Buzz!" The Wilderness Trident suddenly hit forward, and the entire battlefield was shaking. You could see endless cracks spreading forward, sweeping everything.

The Witch Lord felt the threat, but this made her even more obsessed with it. The Trident of the Waste God, you are mine.

However……

The seven giant ghosts in the distance suddenly became nervous and let out layers of roars, their voices were empty and weird, and they rippled out numerous ripples, covering the ocean, sending signals to the witch master.

"What's wrong?" The witches were confused and nervous.

At this moment, the gray-white sea snake suddenly rushed out of the ocean below the sky battlefield, less than one meter long, and was completely negligible on the battlefield of cholera. However, it shattered the huge waves in the sky, like thunder soaring into the sky, and like a dragon son coming out of the world, killing the witch master.

With a loud bang, the sea snake actually hit the witch master firmly. This collision seemed like a million heavy blows, and even the Tianshan Mountain could collapse. The petals around the witch master were shattering in pieces, and the witch master's body was slightly out of control.

Puff!!

The trident of the Wilderness God came in an instant and pierced her body.

"Witch Lord!" the ghost general exclaimed, and the witches were shocked.

"Roar!!" The sea snake roared in the riotous sky and made a deafening roar. The small body seemed to have unimaginable huge energy. This roar overwhelmed all the loud noises of the sea tide and spread throughout the Liuli Island in the distance.

What kind of monster is that? It can actually hurt the witch master. Many powerful people on the island were shocked and looked deserted. Where did these powerful people appear?

Qin Ming frowned and looked away. It could actually interfere with the witch master? The sea snake was definitely not simple, and it might even be better than the Nine Prison King. Where did this come out? Why didn’t I hear the Nine Prison King mention it?

The burial boat was about to rescue him, but all seven giant ghosts were aimed at the back, as if they were facing a great enemy. At the end of the vast ocean, a small boat crossed the sea, as if it could capsize at any time, and was beaten into pieces by the rushing waves.

"It's him! It's the old man who fished!" The burial boat was alarmed. They didn't know the old man's identity, but they knew that even the witch master wanted to provoke him easily, so they were definitely a difficult person. When he suddenly appeared, he must be a bad person.

"Witch Lord! Use it for your blood!" The King of Nine Prisons was pale and slightly ferocious because of the sacrifice of blood. The trident of the Witch Lord had pierced through the body of the Witch Lord and was sucking beautiful blood. The powerful devouring power ran around her like an out-of-control torrent.

"You can't kill me!" The witch master waved his hand and slapped him. A charming red flower flew out from his palm and slashed towards the King of Nine Prisons. With the harsh birds, it turned into a blood-colored phoenix, with blood qi burning like flames.

The Nine Prison King suddenly pulled out the Wilderness God Trident, and a blow in the air, collided violently with the blood-colored phoenix, bursting out a dazzling ball of light, which shocked the Nine Prison King backwards repeatedly.

The sea snake roared and was about to pounce, but the witch master looked back angrily and locked the sea snake in the sky. Suddenly, a killing sound broke out between the sky and the sea, as if hundreds of people were roaring at the same time, which made the hearts of the hearts chill, and even more intimidated the sea snake.

"It's almost done! Retreat!" The Nine Prison King consumed a lot. He took advantage of the distraction of the witch master and soared straight up, knocked open the clouds, and rushed towards the distance.

The sea snake swallowed and spitted the snake's letter, and also swept suddenly, plunging into the rushing sea tide. Its breath can be strong or weak, and it can perfectly hide its whereabouts and avoid various searches.

"Master Witch, he is here!" The ghost general shouted on the burial boat.

The witch master looked back at the distance. In the surging ocean, the winged boat had stopped. It could hardly be seen in the chaotic waves. However, the witch master could feel that the old man was sitting on the wing boat, locking her through the vast sea and sky.

"Witch Lord! Are you chasing?" The seven ghosts pulled the boat and picked up the Witch Lord.

"Chasing! Notify the other eight witch masters to send out a full range of mobilization to round up the Nine Prison Kings!" The witch master's face was pale, his body was penetrated, and he was swallowed up a lot of blood, and his external and internal injuries were very serious.

"Witch Lord, I think they were deliberately trying to make things big and cause a lot of controversy, but... what is their purpose?" The more a ghost general thought, the less it was. If things got big, the whole sea would cause a sensation. At that time, those old monsters in the hidden world and giant beasts under the sea might intercept and hunt. How long can they escape?

"No matter what their purpose is, we must not let him take away the Wilderness Trident." The Witch Lord was never willing to make a big deal, but if it really made a big deal, she would never be afraid of trouble.

"Where is the old man behind?"

"Don't worry about him for now! When they receive other witch masters, they join forces to destroy him. Since they want to start a war, there is no need to be polite to them. Yi Xueer, Hong Mei, Mo Yu, you three each bring a hundred people to stay, collect information and pay attention to changes in the sea area. I suspect that the Nine Prison King has other purposes."

The Nine Prison King escaped, and the burial boat chased, but the riotous sea surface could not be calmed for a long time. The layers of huge waves hit the cliffs on the shore, causing huge waves. The dark clouds at high altitude covered the sky and the moon, and the ocean was boundlessly dark.

Qin Ming stood on the cliff, looking at the direction they left, and exhaled gently. At this moment, all he could do was wish, go wild in the sea, fight against the heroes, and kill intently, sounded passionate, but the danger could be imagined. This was an enemy of the heroes and invites the battle to the sea. And one day two or three years later, he would take over the trident of the Wilderness God and retake this crazy journey. How long can I last? How far can I go?

"I don't have much time left for me." Qin Ming closed his eyes and faced the sea breeze. What he is best at is turning pressure into motivation, and what he is least afraid of is threat and death. Since it is inevitable, I will move forward!

The white tiger came to him, roaring the sky and making a sound.

"Waiting on Liuli Island for half a month, if there is any situation in the ghost sea, we will go and have a chance to make a try." Qin Ming gently stroked the white tiger's hair, thinking about the path he would take next. Time was tight and he could not tolerate any carelessness. But at this time, a warm feeling suddenly came from his chest, and white jade fluorescent light burst out.

"Xiao Zu?" Qin Ming raised the little white turtle from his pocket.

The turtle shell is as white as jade, crystal clear, like a carefully carved handicraft, and every strip is unique. Xiao Zu actually stretched out his head and looked at the dark sea of ​​sky and sea. It seemed that he had been sleeping for too long and was a little confused.

"Little Ancestor?" Qin Ming held the little turtle and gently touched its head. "Are you awake?"

The little turtle looked up at Qin Ming, then looked at the white tiger who was curiously approaching, tilted its head, lost its consciousness for a while, muttered something, and retracted.

"Little Ancestor?" Qin Ming shook his turtle shell, then looked in for a while: "Are you sleeping or sleepwalking?"

After a while, the turtle shell dimmed again and returned to its usual silence.

Qin Ming was speechless. What is this? Is he awake or not?
Chapter completed!