Chapter 1845: Perish

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The ancient sea is vast and boundless, sometimes calm and waveless, flat for thousands of miles, sometimes huge waves, hit clouds, and sometimes quickly accumulate dark clouds, tumbling thousands of miles. It is full of natural moodiness, wild and magnificent.
"Roar!" At the end of the line of sight, there was a giant monster walking on the sea, roaring sky, it looks like a giant ape, but has a giant eagle head, flashing electric eyes, it is entangled with raging tide, With each step, there are huge waves, holding it steadily.
The monsters are huge, their shoulders go up into the clouds, and their majestic body is full of amazing energy.
"Wow!" The giant waves rush forward, a group of creatures with flesh wings, human bodies, and long tails, rushing between the tides. They are all blue, weird, human faces, but He had fangs and spit out of his mouth, looking extremely intimidating, densely packed with thousands of heads, and moving forward and forward.
In the distance, Wang Yang swelled in blue, mysterious runes flickered, intertwined into a huge killing array, and the murderous spirit was towering. Looking far away, the killing array looks like a giant ship, crossing the sea, and the huge ocean waves are separating to the sides. There were three men and women standing in the killing array, indifferent and majestic, carrying huge weapons, and looking into the distance.
"Booming." A giant beast broke through the tide, rose into the air, hit the tide severely, and swam forward. It was huge, like a hill, followed by thousands of similar sea beasts, and its size was a few meters. To ten meters.
The vast ocean is also full of vitality, and it also contains huge crises. There are constant influx of sea beasts, and a large number of powerful people cross the sea with high profile. Even in the sky, there is a strong breath looming.
The tide was raging, and a woman in blood stood silently, facing the cold sea breeze, and looking at the endless sky and sea. She is glamorous, luxurious, and indifferent and arrogant. Occasionally a strong wind blows, outlines Sona's slender figure, and also blows a few petals from her. And those petals that flew out are red and beautiful, and will soon dissipate, turning into a little red light disappearing between the turbulent and magnificent sky and sea.
She is a funeral flower. She has been walking in this strange world for 33 days, searching for 33 days, and persisting for 33 days. But to this day, she is dying. The dangers again and again consumed energy, and the search again and again consumed the soul power. Thirty-three days later, she had reached the limit.
"I tried my best ..." The funeral whispered, still indifferent, but there was a certain sorrow in her voice. Her spiritual power and soul power are about to run out. This avatar will soon disappear from this world. She originally wanted to find Qin Lan and find Qin Ming's heart, but the ancient sea is vast and empty.
Thirty-three days of persistence, she was looking for Qin Ming's heart, but not for her true heart.
At first it was confused, but later hesitated, and finally continued.
From the very beginning, she wondered why she continued to seek, and how she had such a strong attachment, and then persisted in distress again and again, as if she understood herself and her heart. In a search, Qin Ming's heart was not found, but he seemed to have found himself.
But now, she was at the limit.
"I tried my best ... I tried my best ..." The buried flower closed her eyes silently, whispered softly, and said goodbye, the thin body turned into thousands of petals in the cold wind, scattered and fluttering, carrying her spiritual power, bringing With her soul in mind, with the last sound of farewell, turned into countless light spots, disappeared in the vast sky and sea.
Bright red like blood, beautiful and cold.
In the depths of the ancient sea, the Forbidden Island is like a giant monster walking slowly on the bottom of the cold and deep abyss, surrounded by the six layers of the Protoss Fog, mingling with the tide and hiding tracks. Thirty-three days later, the burying flower's avatar was looking for Qin Ming, and the forbidden island was also tracking Wansui Mountain, but nothing was found on either side.
The moment the avatar disappeared, the funeral flowers in the stone cave opened cold and beautiful eyes. She had already anticipated the ending. After all, this was the chaos of war. Where did she go to find a dead heart, and where to find the disappearing Qin Lan. But at the moment when the split disappeared, her eyes were hazy again, her heart hurt a little, her eyes fell down, and she fell to the lonely grave.
"We want to see the owner! Must, now!"
"How long! It must give us a statement!"
"In the end I can't find Long Live, or don't want to find it!"
"Thirty-three days, what is she doing!"
"Don't tell me she doesn't know the danger here. Once we are found, no one can escape!"
A group of people gathered in the depths of the snow field and were emotional. They have been waiting blankly for more than thirty days, and each day is suffering, afraid of being found and splitting the fog by the strong men of the Chaowu era. By then, everyone on their entire island may become a ration. .
"Don't give shame to your face!" The roaring sea beast roared, Sonic mixed with sharp soul power, tearing the audience, sweeping everyone. Hundreds of people gathered in the snowfield suddenly screamed, their stern sounds like evil spirits.
"Who told you to come to this island? You yourself want it!"
"Who doesn't want to leave? Think about it! The island owner is trying his best to hide the island and look for Long Live Mountain. You not only don't appreciate it, do you want to make trouble?
"Get out! Don't want to be here, get out now!"
"No animals left here!"
"Can't help, be grateful, just sit back and make trouble?"
The angry roar of the swallowing sea beast echoed the snowy field, making countless snowfields rumbling, avalanches of raging rushing, rumbling, shaking the mountain. I haven't found Banzai Mountain for more than 30 days, and I am always worried about being found. Who is not in a hurry and who is not frizzy? What a special feeling? But that's not to find the funeral flower without heart, but to find it at all!
"At least for a story!" A man, suffering from the pain in his head, struggled and growled.
"Why are you a fart, tell you?" The sea-monger opened his mouth and squirted a blue light, directly crushing the man, flesh and blood, and dyeing the red snowfield. "I warn you again, there are no parents and elders here, and no one spoils you and you are used to you, and no one here has the obligation to guard you. This island is either destroyed in the chaos of war, or it is lucky to run away. When you take one, you take it, and you take it too. Whoever wants to be one of them must not only be obedient and obedient, but also be prepared to make contributions at any time, like those who do n’t know how to complain, but also give shame to their faces, no island The Lord shot, I was the first to eat you. "
The swallowing sea beast suddenly roared to the sky, and opened a mouthful of horrifying devouring frenzy, like countless angry beasts, violent snakes, fluttering the sky, and swallowed at the hundreds of troubled people.
"Don't!" Everyone mourned, and those who were crawling around would run away.
"Stop! It's almost OK!" Du Sha raised her breath, turned it into a spear of thousands, burst into rage, and shattered all the devouring waves. "Everyone is anxious, understandable, just say a few angry words, there is no need to kill."
An Lingxi sneered: "Oh, your old man came back to be a good person again? Tired! It's all our master doing, you just wander around idle all day long and become the patron saint of everyone. I think if you really escape to the heavenly continent, everyone will be grateful to Dade for your fierce battle, and thank you for saving them, but those of us who really saved them will become unpardonable. "