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Chapter 515: Three Roars That Shook the Sky

Qin Ming just drifted aimlessly at sea. Several times of distress happened, and he was fortunate to pass. Even the beasts of the level that swallowed the sea beast were stunned by the white tiger, and he avoided them in time. Kilometers away, the gallop retreated.

During the continuous drifting, several unique spiritual fruits unique to the ghost sea area were also found, but Qin Ming didn't dare to take risks, just to be afraid of waking up the lurking sea beast.

Qin Ming actually intentionally searched for "bone bones" in other places, to see if there was more falling on the Banzai Mountain. If there is, it means that the one he keeps is very ordinary. There is a certain chance that the bones are falling on the Banzai mountain. Explain that it was not easy to pick up this bone.

As a result, until Qin Ming's body recovered completely, he did not find another one. He even ventured to pursue the direction of the Wansui Mountain route, but he found nothing.

When Qin Ming's injury recovered and he reached his peak, he finally encountered trouble.

A sea of ​​dark mist, a quiet purple turtle.

Qin Ming was immediately vigilant, and was a little bit confused. I floated for so long, at least five days. Is it back to where it was? Or is it not the same?

But Zigui's response quickly proved that it was me and we two met again.

The purple turtle started to float, and the second purple turtle came out, squinting at Qin Ming. Huh? Is this back?

The third head popped up, nodded, yes, it was him!

Then, one purple turtle appeared after another, with six descending from the descendants.

Needless to say, there are three larger and more terrifying faces lying on the bottom.

This time, they not only stared at Qin Ming's chest, but also the white tiger beside him.

Unlucky! Qin Ming lifted his breath deeply, and finally recovered to his heyday, and was about to die again. He touched the white tiger without a trace, reminding it to be ready to retreat at any time. Don't pretend to be anymore, it is important to keep his life.

The white tiger growled, exposing sharp fangs, and staring at the top purple turtle, anxious to eat it.

"Oh ..." The top purple turtle issued a clear scream, reminding the ancestors below ... Kaifan ...

The rumbling, the sea surface began to boil, the giant purple turtle began to float, an old and vigorous breath permeated the sky and the sea, making people scared.

"Escape ..." Qin Mingli drank, and when the Skylark was collected, he would rise into the sky, but at this moment, there was a dull sound of treading the sea from the distance. The air was like a stormy sea, the shattering dense fog rushed towards the air, and the air fluctuated like boiling water.

Funeral ghost? Qin Ming was frightened, and even the seventh purple turtle that was floating up stopped a little, only half of his head was exposed, and Ziyou's eyes stared into the distance.

The three golden lions walked on the sea, and the golden pimple boiled, burning like the sun, and shining brightly. The ghost of the burial sea is bathed in blood and murderous, like a death from the hell, and the terrible black mist is permeated from the sword to the whole body. He had blood and minced meat on him, and he didn't know if it was his or the sea beast's, as if he had gone through several brutal battles.

"Roar!" The ninth purple turtle sent a deep roar in the depths of the ocean floor, slamming the bottom of the ocean, bubbling densely, and the surface of a sea nearly a kilometer round was suddenly turbulent. The tide was turbulent and turbulent. All the other eight purple turtles bloomed with purple brilliance, as if the purple gas came from the east, the majestic roar mixed with purple gas, impacted the heavy fog, and quickly cleared a few kilometers of empty space.

They are declaring sovereignty, and this site is ours. You, stand back! !!

Qin Ming had to take the opportunity to retreat, but the sixth purple turtle that appeared on the sea stared at them personally. From the point of view of breath, this purple turtle was at least the peak of the ground and could absolutely suppress Qin Ming and the white tiger. Do you dare to go? Are you gone?

The ghost of the burial sea led three golden lions to walk on the sea, but they did not retreat, but ran towards here, humans and beasts had not yet arrived, and the surging golden eagle had hit the surging purple like a galloping wave. Qi, a violent collision, a deafening blast on the spot, like a rolling thunderstorm in the violent ocean, the sea in that area set off a hundred meters of waves, chaotic collisions, trembling, but it was crushed by two air waves The crushed crushed into a sky spray.

The rumbling, three golden lions broke into the tide, broke into the purple air space, the ghost of the burial sea yelled, and the purple turtle trembled: "Retreat!"

If it sounds like a thunder, it will sound like a blast. Thousands of meters of space were rolling like boiling water, and even Qin Ming was shocked by mouth and nose bleeding and almost exploded. He no longer hesitated, spreading his wings soaring into the sky, picking up the white tiger and retreating from a kilometer away.

"Roar!" The ninth purple turtle screamed in anger, the body over a hundred meters turned over the sea to make the tide, the sky was screaming, the sound of waves was rolling, the purple gas, rolled up the stormy waves, a full riot of three kilometers, the waves rushed As you roll up the sky, the vortices are everywhere, agitating the ocean, and the purple sky is turned into countless ghost images of the giant tortoise. It is densely packed with space, and it is extremely violent.

Qin Ming took a cool breath, this giant turtle is so strong.

"Roar!" The three golden lions were unafraid. The roar of the lion shook Tianhai. It stepped on the surface of the sea and jumped into the sky. The roar roared like a thunder, soared into the sky, shocked the soul, and Jin Ye rushed out. Asian audience. The ghost of the burial sea rotates the black sword, sweeps through the sky, splits the sky, the forward momentum, and the pride of unstoppable battle, all deeply touch the Qin life in the distance.

This is the overlord! When I do!

Qin Ming surged with blood, and was buried in the spirit of the buried sea.

The wind was so loud in the sky and sea, the purple gas exploded, the angry sea roared to the sky, the black sword shattered all the tortoise shadows, and shocked the hundred-meter giant turtle to step back to the sea. Already.

The three golden lions stood proudly in the sky, the ghost of the burial sea pointed away from the sky, and Tian Tianwei might seem to be able to split everything, he yelled again: "Retreat!"

The confrontation at this moment trembled the purple turtles.

Huh! !! The ghost of the burial sea vibrates, and roars again: "Retreat!"

Three roars to Tianhai, dominating the audience.

The 100-meter giant tortoise finally weakened, staring fiercely at the ghost buried in the sea for a while, converging to the sky, sinking below the surface of the sea, leaving only the last little turtle drifting away.

"Undead King, Qin Ming?" The ghost of the buried sea closed his sword and looked at Qin Ming in the distance.

"Senior." Qin Ming held the white tiger and could not salute, and nodded far away. It was strange in his heart that he was the prince of the Temple of Heaven? No, there is no such figure in Wang Hou's book.

The cold eyes of the ghost of the burial sea eased a little, as if to say something, and seemed to hesitate.

"Please enlighten me seniors." Qin Ming did not feel hostility from the ghost of the buried sea and took the initiative to make good. But it ’s just enlightenment. It ’s not like asking for guardianship.

The ghost of the burial sea also noticed what he said: "Keep the Skylark, you can save your life."

Qin Ming did not understand what the ghost of the burial sea was referring to, but thanked him.

The ghost of the buried sea reiterated: "Thousands of Buddhas have a life-saving grace with me. Listen to me. If you are forced to climb the Long Live Mountain, try not to fight."

Thousand Buddhas? No wonder! However, Qin Ming was still very surprised. This deity of killing had a relationship with that old Buddha.

Thousands of Buddhas are among the highest accomplishments in the Temple of Heavenly Kings. They are comparable to kings, and even surpassed some kings. They became famous in the waters and grew up in the waters.