Chapter 2596: Runaway (2)

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Nine rosary sprayed out of the white tiger's chest, and before it was killed directly, it all exploded under its strong stimulation. This is the killing tool of its soul and soul, almost a part of the soul, suddenly detonating the endless blooming. Mighty power, the cholera seabed, had hit its soul again. The body that had just struggled was suddenly forced to fly. It resisted the pain, and by virtue of its tenacious consciousness, it used this tide to flee to the distance.
However, although Poor Qi was prevented by the sudden violent explosion, the three thousand fangs released by it just rushed out of the abyss of the sea bottom. With Pochi ’s thoughts of the killing order, they quickly intertwined and turned into a sword into the sky. , Penetrating through the white tiger with no defense ability, the huge impact force rushed to the sea with his broken body.
"Dut is dying, and you want to work hard with me?" Poor Qi was so angry that he shook off his blood and exploded into the sky.
The white tiger was struggling fiercely, but how could the fragile body fail to open the fangs sword, just as it was about to hit the surface of the sea, it pounced on with singularity, opened its mouth and opened the fangs sword and the white tiger as a whole. When swallowed, it snapped, the teeth were closed, and they chewed forcibly, with great force to bite it alive.
"Roar!" Bai Hu struggled in the poor fangs, but his drowsy consciousness, the broken body, had reached the limit of the limit, it ... couldn't carry it ...
Click!
Chewing again, the tooth decayed through the white tiger's throat, biting it bit by bit.
Poor Qi did not rush out of the sea, but dived down and crashed into the bottom of the sea. No matter what Qin Ming is alone, or what kind of rescuer came, it didn't rush to touch it first, refining the white tiger. It has been craving for the blood of this pure-blooded white tiger for too long, and it was so easy to swallow it that it must not be vomited again.
however……
At the moment before the coma, the white tiger stubbornly stubbornly shed tears. It never allowed itself to be swallowed, nor allowed to be refined. Even if it is dead, it must die vigorously, so ... the consciousness of the coma shocked the soul, Detonate yourself completely.
Qiu Qi immediately noticed that he was covered with cold. If this thing exploded in his mouth, he wouldn't have been blown alive? In a single shot, it madly released the power of the blood of the ferocious beast, wildly pierced the white tiger's body, penetrated its soul, and completely wiped it out.
And this violent burst of mighty power immediately disrupted the ocean floor and swept dozens of miles, but when it rushed to the surface, it spread to hundreds of miles.
Bai Hu's last madness, although he failed to blow up Qi Qi, was exchanged for this unexpected outbreak of Qi Qi, and as a result ...
Qin Ming, the old Buddha, and the Demon Alliance leader accelerated immediately.
"You stop me up and down!" Qin Ming swooped down and rushed straight into the ocean floor.
Whatever it is, it must be a battle!
No matter who it is, life-saving matters! !!
"Ah!" The roar of Qin Ming's hysteria, the blood of the royal road is violently violent in the body, shocks the blood, stimulates the soul, stimulates the state that has almost reached its peak, stiffly crosses the barrier, and reaches the top of the Huangwu, it is full of energy riots and golden light. On the bottom of the sea, everything shines, and the golden markings are torn at the center of the eyebrows. The roaring mysteries, the gods of the gods, the sacrifices of the gods of worship, the mysteries of the killing of the gods, etc. condensed into a light of death, ready to go.
The old Buddha rushed into the sky, and the leader of the Demon League was reluctant to follow, hitting the tide and heading for the deepest part of the ocean floor.
They also showed their strongest power, locking in that energy source.
Poorly sprinting swiftly, savagely chewing the white tiger in his mouth, violent energy raging in the mouth like a sky-scratching sky. Its speed is very fast, the wide bone wings shatter the tide, but it is fast, the Qin life behind is faster, the golden wings slam quickly, like a streamer to kill them.
"Poor strange?" Qin Ming recognized the huge and stubborn beast in the chaotic tide ahead. The rumbling sound, such as the capsize of the ocean, shattered the boundless wave, the golden pattern of Qin Ming's forehead condensed the pillar of destruction, the raging tide, and the critique. At the same time, Qin Ming violently tossed during the rushing, arousing thirty-six tyrants, such as the Xinghe hanging in the sky, and falling like a scorching sun.
"Qin Ming, you are late !!!" Poorly crazy masterpiece, suddenly stopped, flipped the body, killed Qin Ming, the boiling blood evil spirit turned into a huge eight-armed evil spirit, ignoring the huge waves The impact, violently rushed, all three thousand fangs glowed with blood, intertwined into a wild monster full of fangs, also killed Qin Ming.
The evil spirits run rampant, the evil beasts tumbling, and Qi Qi immediately follows with a crit.
With its infinitely close strength to Xian Wu, it is not afraid of a Qin life at all.
however……
Bang! !!
After the thirty-sixth strike of Bayang, it came first and was violently impacted, blasting eight-armed evil spirits alive and flying down three thousand fangs, forming a shocking and violent tide. Life and death followed closely, perforating through the chaotic frenzy, and instantly pierced through the poor body and exploded the red blood. The various uprising forces contained in it made the thick wound spread rapidly, as if it started to burn from the inside to the outside.
Poor Qi flew head-on, screaming at Wang Yang, and couldn't hold back the wound. It's incredible, what is this power? Is this still Qin Ming?
Qin Ming's body was burning with blood and the power of the king was violent. He swiftly killed him, howling, golden, and surging eighteen kings. They are lifelike, majestic and domineering, as if communicating with all ages, linking the eternal kings of all ages, in an instant The vision between them brought unparalleled coercion. Qin Ming dived violently, and the eighteen statues of the king turned into eighteen sen Luo slashed. In an instant, the poor and strange were shrouded, and all passed through.
Poor and unprepared, he was robbed of a great deal of life, and his body was weak for a while. However, successive defeats also completely angered it. It was a wild masterpiece, stably stabilized during the toss, opened its mouth to blast the spirit of the blood, mixed with the power close to the immortal realm, raged wildly, and killed it blindly. When Qin Ming came to fly recently, he struck thousands of meters in an instant, crashed into the sea, and blasted into the sky.
"Mixed things, I'm not immortal, but I have the power of immortality, and you are worthy of arrogance with me!" Poor Qi shook his head violently, shaking his body, regardless of his injury, the majestic body quickly expanded, soaring again, anger The roar of roar roared the ocean, and the endless wave was surging. As one of the four wicked men in ancient times, it claims to be the combination of God and monsters and wicked people, and its blood contains endless potential. At this moment, it has completely erupted, the power is absolutely incredible, and chasing Qin Ming will kill Wang Yang.
However, the sea had just exploded, but it was glowing outside, and it hurt his eyes.
The giant waves are tossing, the sky is chaotic, a huge Buddha statue stands between the heavens and the sea, the treasure is majestic, overlooking the sky, and there is endless holiness of the spirit, washing the endless wickedness, and at the moment when the poor and strange hit the sea, the statue protruded. The palm, the rumbling sound, boiling like a flame, banged toward the poor strange.
At the same time, the seabed was full of magical energy, and an ancient altar was blasted upward. The altar was filled with blood and blood, intertwined into a large complex and mysterious print, surging an ancient magic power. Nine ancient Golems separated from the altar opened their eyes, exposing their fangs, and deafening roars.
The leader of the League of Demons fluttered, clothed and hunted, and controlled the altar. Nine chains were blasted from the nine Golems, pierced the tide, and blasted to the poor.