Chapter 973: Surprising blood cloak

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Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea left the valley and continued to sweep in the mountains and forests, the courage became more and more bold, and the means became more and more brutal. When he met the disciples, he was robbed, and then stuffed into a sack. The disciples who live on the island of Funeral Gods are all over 15 years old and under 30 years old. The strongest is also the peak of Diwu, and the weakest is the middle level of Lingwu Realm. Mad people, they do n’t even have the power to fight back. Most people still regard Qin Ming and the ghost of the buried sea as mysterious town elders, and most of them were sacked before they reflected it.
While the incident at the stone house has not yet spread, the two began to speed up, looking for experienced disciples everywhere. Rather than searching for treasures from various secret areas, it would be better to search for them from them.
According to Luo Han, a lot of martyrs who died in the Temple of Heaven were buried here. They used to be big men, but they have not seen a few graves for six hours from the beginning to the present. Finally, I found a disciple in the inner hall to know that the tombs of the martyrs were not buried on the ground, but were buried under the ground. They were placed in specific positions according to the trend of the mountains and rivers, and the direction of the veins. Some were buried in the mountains, some were buried. One hundred meters below the ground, some are directly integrated into the stone or the old tree, and everything can be seen from the ground alone. Because of this, if you want to wake up those big sleeping people, you have to look at the chance.
Like those former treasures, because of the thousands of years of funeral island transformation, they have been buried deep in the ground and found nowhere. Unless the mountains are flattened, the earthquake is broken, and the forests are destroyed, the treasures can be shocked. But who dares to do this? Fortunately, the disciples who came in are respectful and worship-like, not to mention disruption, even if they make a big noise. Otherwise, the chances are not small, annoying the elders in the town, and they may be blasted out directly.
However ... they didn't dare. Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea were less worried. Come, hurt each other, who is afraid of who.
When they abducted sixty-six disciple disciples, they were no longer polite.
The ghost of the burial sea stood in front of the high mountain, holding a knife in one hand, staring up: "There is energy in it, it is very strong."
Qin Ming's palms floated on a piece of iron, quietly suspended, but filled with a hard and heavy momentum, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you splitting, or am I broken?"
The spirit of the funeral sea soared, shaking the ground, and the rumble was spreading through the mountains like an earthquake. He rose into the sky, the black sword swept, the wind sounded like thunder, and the fog exploded. The sky and the ground were clear, only the huge black knife. Man fell from the sky and split the boulder-filled mountain in half.
At a peak of more than 500 meters, a large crack appeared in the middle, neatly like a cliff. Deep in the crack, a strong light soared to the sky, illuminating the crack, and dyed the sky red, like a cloud of blood covering the island, where a bright red dress appeared, floating like a man in the mountains, blood. Dangling, like red clouds, delicate and slender red, light and fluttering, beautiful and evil.
Under the tall mountains, even the clothes are down?
Unbelievable.
Qin Ming and the ghost of the funeral sea were very unexpected, but Qin Lan's eyes lighted up and suddenly disappeared. He continuously crossed the space and rushed to the red coat.
"That clothes can't be worn!" Qin Ming was frightened, this little girl, Amy loved to be here, he quickly vacated and intercepted Qin Lan.
Qin Lan didn't listen to the shout at all. She jumped across the sky and rushed into the middle of the high mountain. Her eyes were full of excitement, and she said, her pink hands caught her blood.
The blood suit floated, embroidered with pale golden embroidery on it, beautiful and noble, looming blood revealing a beautiful woman's outline, she was awakened, bloody, and bright light stained the red mountains and rivers, but facing Qin Lan's hand, she Even when she refused, the strong light converged, and she suddenly put it on her body, shattering the original pink skirt, and turning her into the same size as her.
Qin Ming didn't wait to stop, the red clothes had converged all the bright lights, and she was quietly put on Qin Lan. Qin Lanxi disappeared and appeared on Qin Ming's shoulders. The little girl was very happy, she twitched here, went there, her eyes blinked. With bright light in excitement, the red suit is very fit, the golden embroidery pattern is glittering, and there are several jade beads on it, which are also round and precious.
Qin Lan looked more and more rejoicing.
"Nothing else?" Qin Mingzhen squeezed his sweat and quickly asked Qin Lan.
"Ahhhhh ..." Qin Lan's speech was immature and vague. She didn't understand what Qin Ming said, and Qin Ming couldn't understand what she said, but she was very happy, and she was satisfied with the little dress.
Qin Lan was pleasantly surprised by the red dress she had on her body, peaceful and beautiful, and red light blooming. The invisible air wave fluttered her long hair.
The ghost of the burial sea did not expect to cut a piece of clothes and put it on Qin Lan. "What are you afraid of? She is fiercer than the owner of the red suit, and afraid of being taken up?"
Qin Ming reached out to touch the red shirt, and the red shirt exploded with arrogant energy, and bounced his fingers fiercely.
Qin Lan froze, giggled at Qin Ming, and was unhappy.
Qin Ming couldn't help crying and laughing, so she was relieved to see she was fine.
"Continue!" The ghost of the burial sea held the black sword and swept across the sky. He was unparalleled. The sword was like a dragon swinging his tail, breaking three high mountains, and the mountain was cut off.
"Come on." Qin Minghao was even more excited. He released the iron block, followed by Dao Mang towards the three high mountains. The sound of the iron block boomed, and the tremor sky turned into a nearly 100-meter iron mountain. The high mountains that are falling down are blasting, crushed stones pass through, and loud noises are like sky fall. Numerous crushed stones and dust are thinning, and a large number of trees are buried by debris.
Of the three high mountains, two had nothing, and a treasure bone appeared in one and was taken away by the ghost of the buried sea.
Qin Ming exchanged his eyes with the ghost in the burial sea. One man held a knife, split the mountains and rivers, one waved the Iron Mountain, and blasted wildly. For a moment, thousands of kilometers were destroyed, the earth cracked, the mountain collapsed, and the forest was annihilated. Like two old beasts venting their anger. The scene was not only barbaric, but cruel.
The red light before the sky, coupled with the violent sound field and the tremor of the earth, soon shocked a small half of the island. Many disciples who were retreating or sneaking inside were shocked, and they looked back at Qin Ming and the funeral sea. Where the ghosts do destruction. What happened? Could it be that Chongbao was born! This momentum, this movement, is amazing!
In the distant valleys, the elders of the town who were arguing fiercely all rushed out of the stone house and stared into the sky.
Chongbao was born?
Not like it!
What happened?
"I have a bad hunch." The elder elder boy rushed over first, and the other elders exchanged eyes, rushing up to the chaotic mountain area.