Chapter 994: Strong enemy

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the latest chapter of Shura Tiandi will be updated as soon as possible!
The ghost of the burial sea is like a waking of war, full of violent air. His eyes are like a torch, his intentions are skyrocketing, and his sword is split into a stormy offensive. The strong sword is like a tangle of anger and cholera. The sky, but all of them suddenly disappeared after the cleavage, followed by thousands of meters away, rushing out of the space like a storm, covering the woman overwhelmingly.
The violent momentum, the powerful killing of might, the profound movement of Qin Ming and Yun Qing who watched, shocked the powerful and unbelievable sword of the ghost of the buried sea.
There are more and more daggers, which are almost converging into hurricane daggers, hundreds of meters wide, disrupting the sky and the sea, and even the energy of space. Hurricane Blade was formed here, but it was violently hit from a kilometer away. The surface of the sea was boiling, the waves were surging, the wind was roaring, and even the clouds of the sky were shattered.
The woman stood on the surface of the sea, daring to meet, the heavy stone pillar was as light as anything in her hands, but she fought a terrible obstruction offensive, crushing all the blades. The daggers descended endlessly. From different directions, powerful attacks in all directions attacked the encirclement. Each dagger was fascinating, but they all had the mighty power of crumbling mountains, making people creepy, as if to collapse that space. However, she intercepted everything accurately and comprehensively, except that the sea surface was trembling under her feet, and her short hair was floating, her face remained unchanged, her face did not change color, and she had no pressure.
The ghost of the burial sea cut more than 380 knives across the air, and then stopped a little until the subsequent weakness.
Huh! The woman shattered the last blade, unscathed, the surrounding tide was turbulent, the tide was muffled, but the sea within a few dozen meters below her feet was as calm as a mirror, without waves.
The woman's cold eyes locked on the coral island, fastened the stone pillar, pointed obliquely into the sky, and moved forward again.
The ghost of the buried sea became dignified. Nearly four hundred knives were slashed, but all were blocked. This was a situation he had never encountered in his decades of debut.
One blade of force can even split the fierce beast's skin and armor, and even the giant mountain can be cut off. Today's continuous wild cut is close to the woman's body.
"That stone pillar is the totem pole of the Donghuang war clan!" Qin Ming inhaled secretly, setting off a billowing wave in his heart, difficult to calm down. For the first time he encountered such a powerful enemy, he felt repression alone, giving him a feeling like a giant Yue Yang, difficult to counteract.
"Totem poles are the inherited warriors of the Donghuang war clan. The longer they are passed on, the stronger they become. Each totem warrior is a selected genius and a contract warrior in the Donghuang war clan. Once they are selected, they will live with Totem poles accompany them. The totem poles give them powerful fighting power, and the soul and flesh of their dead souls will also merge into the totem poles. Each of the long-established totem poles contains the heroic souls and flesh of more than a dozen totem warriors. "
Residual souls decipher the mystery of the totem pole. When a clan is selected as a totem warrior, it is equivalent to selecting himself to the totem pole. It is also equivalent to having the companion of the martyrs and spirits around him. Guidance and protection. When he dies, he will be involved, guarding a new generation of totem warriors.
This is the inheritance power of the Donghuang war clan, and it is one of the reasons why they dared to declare themselves.
In the heavenly continent, no one does not know the power of the totem warrior, and no one dares to easily provoke the totem warrior.
Some even call them 'taboos'!
"Why did she come at me?" Of course Qin Ming knew the mystery and power of the heavenly continent. It was a noble continent completely above the ancient sea, above all beings. Can the people coming out there be ordinary people? But why stop him?
"I really don't know." The residual soul was incomprehensible. Is it because she glanced at that island? It was clear that a strong sense of war was felt from that tribe.
The ghost of the burial sea has aroused a strong fighting spirit, and his life has never been as frustrated as today.
He never feared before.
"She's mine!" The fighting spirit of the funeral sea ghost was completely lit, and the sword in his hand trembled violently, and the sound of a gurgling sound was like a thunderstorm in the ground, deafening, and the sword broke into the sky, erupting into endless darkness. Like a black curtain covering the sky, the entire island seems to be trapped in, it is difficult to get in, and it is full of terrible depression.
The ghost of the burial sea stared deeply at the woman in the distance, and closed his eyes. At this moment, his entire portrait suddenly lost his life and remained motionless, but the sword seemed to blend into a new soul, showing a terrifying power. Wei, it trembled in the sky, the war was soaring, and it flew into the sky, suddenly disappeared, and appeared a kilometer away, violently chopping at the women of the Donghuang war clan.
At this moment, it looks like the incarnation of the ghost of the buried sea. The sword and man are united, trembling fiercely, and extremely fierce.
The woman finally frowned, and hurriedly met with a stone pillar.
The sound of metal clashes is endless, stone pillars and black knives are constantly colliding, Mars is splashing, and violent energy is raging in the sky and the sea.
All this is as fast as lightning, the black sword is becoming more and more powerful, flooding the ocean, the woman is full of rays of light, the stone pillars hit a sky-high light, like a waterfall falling up against the river, dancing wildly. The film is sky-high, magnificent and powerful.
The ocean was booming, as if the wind was sweeping through, and numerous waves were vacated, but shattered by horrible energy, forming again and again, but densely collapsed in an instant, the scene was shocking and suffocating.
Qin Ming looked dignified, looking at the statue-like funeral ghost in front of him, and then looking at the black sword that was bombarded like a thousand kilometers away. Space span? Kilometers of attack? Qin Ming suddenly had an incredible idea, a spar of space! The spar of space that the ghost of the burial sea got from Long Live! The ghost of the burial sea does not hesitate to degrade the realm of life, and has to venture into the Long Live Mountain for the spar of time and space.
Whether Qin Ming was at that time or later, he did not understand why the ghost of the burial sea wanted that thing. It is certainly impossible to understand the ups and downs of time and space. It is simply unrealistic to try to understand the ups and downs of the heavens from a few spar.
Now he finally thought of the reason, the ghost of the burial sea incorporated the spar of time and space into his sword! Cultivated this powerful and weird killing trick!
Daoman can cross the space, lock the target kilometer, and even the black knife can cross the space and chase the target.
This is simply a miracle!
Even Qin Lan blinked her pretty big eyes and looked at all this in surprise.
Qin Ming couldn't imagine how the ghost of the funeral sea could be achieved. Obviously, it could not be easily controlled by simply blending into the sword. There was no mystery in it, or the secret technique of the funeral ghost.
She Qing also thought of this, and raised Liu Mei in surprise, feeling kind of eye-catching. The ghost of the burial sea is silent and low-key, staying calm and ignoring world affairs, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him, but it is this kind of person that can concentrate all his energy on martial arts and cultivation. The heart has no side, and the pure is the strongest.