Chapter 486: Funeral Witch Master

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Chapter 486: Burial Witch Master
King Nine Prison stood at a height of 1,000 meters from Liuli Island, facing the gentle sea breeze, and looking at the vast sea.
Qin Ming waved his golden wings and stood with him high up.
The King of Jail prison whispered: "From two years to three years, the Trident of the Desolate God will be returned to you. Maybe I brought it back, or it may be another prince. But no matter what, the next way, you must go Go down. "
"I know!"
"For two or three years, it ’s not short or long. You have to be prepared to grow as quickly as possible. Once you take the trident of the God of Desolation, you have to go forever. The only way to stop is the sea of ​​sleep. You have to go my way again and kill all the ancient seas, you are the banner and lead the kings back.
This action is a stress and an opportunity for you. Life, your name moves the ancient sea, the palaces of the kings majestic sea and land, and you will be forgotten when you die. The palaces of kings do not know how long they want to rise again. "
The calm and indifferent said by the king of nine prisons, but every word weighed more than a thousand weights, and weighed on Qin Ming's heart. Once it started, there really was no turning back. The kings of the Temple of Heaven were scattered all over the land and sea. It was easy to gather all of them, let alone three or five years. Therefore, it is divided into two sections, one is led by the nine prison king, and the other is led by Qin Ming. How many powerful enemies are involved in this violent run and flight? How many princes fall?
Qin Ming is even more curious who actually came up with such a plan, and why did the King of Prison accept it? Perhaps there are more secrets in it, for many reasons he doesn't know yet.
The King of Jail no longer said much, and there was no need to say more. It is expected that Qin Ming will grow faster and stronger, and he can take the ‘flag’ and go on strong in the future.
Tens of thousands of people gathered near the pier, looking at two people in the sky thousands of kilometers away. They thought that the nine prison king would flee to the waters after killing Shui Mae and leave far away, but he did not expect that he would stand there and see the posture as if he was waiting for the witch master. Is he going to challenge the witch master?
When I think about it, I feel scared.
It is said that the master of the witch is the peak state of Shengwu, infinitely close to Tianwu!
Such figures are enough to wave the river and destroy the island. Moreover, when you start a whole body, you kill a ghost general and challenge the witch master, which is equivalent to a full declaration of war to the temple of reincarnation. Witch Palace, even the overlords in the ancient sea dare not despise. Isn't challenging this behemoth the same? Even if you don't die today, you won't be able to live long, you can't escape far.
The owner of Fengleimen looked weird, and looked at the daughter of Gegege, and the two in the distance. After a while in my heart, I was afraid that Daughter's Court even alliance with such a super strong man, even he almost fought with others?
Many people are discussing, this nine king of prison seems to be very close to the daughter of the pavilion, and who is the person near the nine king of prison? Even waving his golden wings, he also stood in front.
Well! Well!
It was getting dark, and dark clouds drifted in the distance, seemingly slow, but approaching Liuli Island as if across space. Dark clouds swelled and dark air filled with seven giant ghosts looming. The green fire was like a pair of eyes, penetrating the dark clouds, overlooking the ocean, like evil evil resentment. The temperature in the sky and the sea seemed to fall and fall, and the air was cold and cold.
The funeral boat came across the sea and ran across the sky! The whole body was red blood, flags fluttered, and bells rang like a real ghost ship, coming from hell.
Wang Yang was calm. The sea breeze dispersed and the tide was quiet.
The people around the dock were chilling, and the voices that had been discussed before were calm. Some people turned away and ran into the old woods in the mountains. Even the people who had bravely gathered in the front step back.
That's the legendary funeral boat! A terrible weapon!
The funeral boat is actually the funeral palace, which contains a large number of witches and two ghost generals. Therefore, no one dared to block the road where the funeral boat passed, or they would run away from far away, otherwise there would be no life, even the distant ancient sea has heard of the fierce name of the funeral boat.
The funeral witch master is here!
Yi Xueer and other witches finally dared to show up, and left the island one after another, bypassing the nine prison kings in the sky, and rushing towards the funeral boat.
The witch owner was already standing at the bow of the boat, staring at the two men in the distance. She did not recognize the King of Jail, but recognized Qin Ming, a man who attacked her on Banyue Island. Although she was wearing a mask at that time and now waving her wings, she was still recognized.
Was he really taken away by him?
"Take the witch master! My teacher is dead!" Yi Xueer boarded the ship and fell to his knees in front of the witch master.
"What?" The two ghosts on the left and right turned out to be dying? They looked cold as electricity, looking at the man in the distance. Who is it that can kill Shui Mae?
"He is the Nine Prison King in the Temple of Heaven! He trapped his Master in the Holy Prison and killed it! If nothing else happens, the people around him are the newly-registered King of the Temple of Heaven, the undead King Qin Ming!" Yi Xue The child was sad and angry, and the teacher died in front of her, but she could only watch it.
"Sure enough." The witch master was calm as usual. When Banyue Island met the old man, she thought vaguely, but did not believe that the Temple of Heaven would dare to seize the instrumental spirit, otherwise it might cause the first comprehensive war on the sea and land. .
"I implore the Lord of the Witches to take revenge for my Master." Yi Xueer had tears in his eyes.
"You don't need the witch to take the initiative, we will meet her." The two ghosts will be angry.
"come back."
"Witch master?"
"Everyone, everyone, control the funeral boat and guard against sneak attacks."
"What do you mean ..." The two ghosts will wake up, and the king of the nine prisons dare to stop there. It looks fearless. Could there be other kings lurking in the Temple of Heaven in the nearby sea? Are you going to ambush them?
Especially the mysterious and powerful old man, let them feel the unprecedented pressure, have they caught up?
"Control the funeral flower boat and be ready to go to war at any time." After the witch master ordered, he left the bow and walked in the air, and walked to the king of nine prisons. She was dressed in a blood-red cloak, luxurious and glamorous, coquettish and beautiful like a fairy, but hazy and fuzzy. She could feel the thrilling beauty, but she couldn't even see her true face. The witch lord flew bright petals all over his body, and with each step, a blooming flower cluster appeared under the toes, holding her steadily.
"Come here! That is the burial witch master!" Fengleimen and other masters took a deep breath. This was the first time they saw the burial witch master, and they couldn't help feeling a little stress, and they were also deeply afraid of it. They all retreated thousands of meters, releasing Shengwei, covering their respective ancestral disciples. Once the warlords started fighting, the energy would be devastating, and it would inevitably spread to Liuli Island.
The daughter of the pavilion is anxious for the king of nine prisons, what do you do? Are we really going to fight the witch master? You are not her opponent.
"Looking forward to seeing you again!" Nine prison king Heran chuckled and strode to the witch master. After all, the worries have disappeared, and only the boiling pride is rushing all over the body, a madness, a runaway, the heroes of the waters, use your blood to witness the rise of our Temple of Heaven.
"Looking forward to seeing you again!" Qin Mingzhen paid a tribute to this ceremony, and this ceremony ... maybe just say goodbye. He waved his wings, and retreated back to the sky above Liuli Island, waiting for his eyebrows, and gripped the sweat for the Nine Prison King.