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Chapter 613: Small World

"Is that ... the two stone statues have stayed on this for a long time, affecting the blackbird warship? Or the blackbird warship has drifted for too long in the long river of time and space and is infected by the force of time and space?" Out of spirit, time is out of sync? so amazing!

"My God ... this ..." This was incredible, Qin Ming felt it in his own hands, and was even more surprised.

The time on the blackbird warship is really out of sync with the outside, as if it were a world of its own, specifically the position of the bow, where once there were the bones of Tang Long and two stone statues.

Sitting there is like sitting in an isolated space, a completely different world.

Stayed here for five days, and it was only one day outside.

At first glance, this is not a good thing. No one wants to be older than others.

But when applied to Qin Ming, the meaning is completely different.

He practiced here for five days, and it was only one day after the outside world.

He practiced here for five months and only one month outside!

Because of the trident of the desolate god, what Qin Ming needs most is time.

In addition, Qin Ming has jade bone and blood inflammation bamboo, which can regulate the passing of Shou Yuan, without concern about the sequelae.

"This is a miracle!" Qin Ming was shocked and breathed, and no one fits him better than him.

"You finally left for a while, shit." Xiaozu didn't know what to say, the ship was a holy land for Qin Ming. No, I have to find a way to repair the warship. How can such a magical little world be like a garbage dump? However, the hull skeleton is broken. How can it be repaired? Have to go to Guhai to catch a pure-blooded blackbird?

Qin Ming shouted in excitement, greeted Bai Hu, hurry up, and squeezed into a group of cultivation! Miracles, miracles, heaven looked after me again.

The misalignment of time must be related to the hourglass in the hand of the stone statue. The isolation from the outside world may be the reason of the crystal blade. It can exist in this form, maybe it is related to the scepter.

Just don't know how long this situation will last.

Seize the time and make the best use of it.

Xiaozu took out the remaining space-time spar and placed it in the original position of Tang Long's corpse.

"What are you doing?"

"Use the spar of time and space to stabilize this small world."

"It works?"

"How to know without trying."

The spar of time and space is like a bird's nest. Xiaozu just choked those ‘branches and twigs’ that looked out of harmony and gave them to Tong Xuan and the ghost of the funeral sea. The rest is still complete.

Soon after the spar of time and space was placed on the bow of the ship, something magical happened. It turned out to be shining bright light, spreading faint ripples in the space, like forming a resonance with something.

Qin Ming touched the ripples, surprised.

The crystal clear light is spreading wider and wider, like swell bubbles, bright and colorful, covering the whole hull.

At this time, a fine colored sand floated on the damaged deck, like a beautiful elf dancing. A woman's phantom was looming, hazy, and misty on the bow of the ship. Upon careful observation, she was clearly the stone statue of the woman that day. The colorful sand fluttered and lingering lightly around her, beautiful and mysterious.

Opposite her, there was a man's ghost image, which was more blurred than her and almost impossible to check, but it was certain that he was the stone statue of the man that day.

The two mysteries, as if projected from a distant space-time, are like the energy remaining here is activated by the spar of space-time.

Qin Ming stared at the two mysterious shadows, reaching out to touch the colored sand, but they floated away like a frightened elf, and the ghost images of the female figures were slightly blurred and almost disappeared.

"It's a big profit!" Xiaozu's eyes were lit with green light, and they were writhing upright, even waking up the two gods.

"Not quick to find a way to repair the blackbird warship?" Qin Ming walked around the ship, feeling the change of time, and found that the time of the entire ship was synchronized, and was no longer limited to the bow position. The hull is enveloped by faint ripples and is isolated from the outside world. Live on board for five days, and the outside world works for one day.

"Hey ..." Xiaozu took out the egg with a smirk and placed it on the spar.

"What are you doing?"

"Mature."

"what?"

One day outside and five days here is, to some extent, tasting the eggs.

............

Ancient sea!

The princes of the Temple of Heaven have disappeared for more than a month, but the search from the various forces in the sea area has never stopped, the scope of the search is getting wider and wider, and the intensity of the search is getting stronger.

A large number of strong people gathered in Tuocang Mountain, centering there, spreading in different directions, looking for the traces left by the Temple of Heaven.

The Seven Great Seas were all dispatched to mobilize the resources they could use to launch a search. A joint reward order was even issued to invite more hunting teams to participate. No one despise the hunting team, they are all over the sea, a huge number, wide channels, as long as they can be fully mobilized, the Tianluodi network will be hunted.

Wanghai Islands!

Two thousand miles away from Tuocang Mountain, it is the largest archipelago in this area, with nine large islands and more than twenty small islands. This archipelago corresponds to the huge undulating submarine mountains below the ocean, where there are various trenches, cliffs, dark canyons and so on. The boundless darkness is undoubtedly an excellent hiding place, and even if it encounters siege, it can escape from the crisscross, thousands of meters deep.

The Ziyan tribe, one of the Seven Great Sea clan, has a team of thousands of people here, led by its patriarch himself. The five Ziyan tribe will help out.

The six major families and organizations affiliated to the Ziyan tribe all came to the scene, the number reached 5,000, and the strong were numerous.

This power has the ability to face the Temple of Heaven.

"Heaven's palace, where's the Tibetan? Isn't it crazy and proud, so I dare not show up."

A teenager sits on a rock on an island beach and looks at the rolling waves in the ocean. Black hair in white, straight and handsome, messy long hair dancing in the wind, free and easy. He is very beautiful, pretty like a woman, but never has the feminine temperament, but is arrogant and cold, with a bad feeling outside.

Tong Yan, the third son of the patriarch of the Ziyan family, the youngest son. It is a martial arts genius who is fascinating, and the pride of the Ziyan people. He just went out of customs two months ago, at the age of 26, crossed the second slash of Diwu Realm and advanced to the Seventh Heaven of Diwu. This achievement is enough to cause a sensation among the ancient seas.

Unfortunately, no one cares about his excellence, all Guhai's eyes focus on the trident of the God of Desolation and lock the Temple of Heaven.

"Mr. Three, Miss, please take a trip." A maid came from afar, petite, but curvy, sweet, long eyelashes, watery eyes, attracted the guardian around him. The men squinted and squinted.

Tong Yan Lengjun's expression changed immediately, staring at the maid: "Xiuer, take two steps to show Grandpa."

"Master!" The maid stomped with shame.

Tong Yan laughed: "I like your subtle charm. Come, sit in the arms of the grandfather, and the grandfather will tell you the story of two little white rabbits."

The people around them showed funny smiles, and then they whistled.

"Master, do that again, Xiu'er will go back to Miss."

"Why didn't you tell me? Tell me a story? Come on, don't be shy, it's all big girls, and sooner or later there must be men."

"Master! I'm here, you can't go."

"Well, don't go, has anyone ever said that there is on your chest ... very magnificent ..."

The maid was embarrassed, stomped, and turned away.

Tong Yan looked at the hot background of the maid, and let down his mouth, and asked the guards around him, "You said, if I take her down, will my sister kill me?"

The guard shook his head honestly: "No. It will be brutal."

"How about two?"

"We encourage you to try."

Tong Yan shook his head: "This little girl is developing really well, my little master has been itching for a long time. Hey ... there is a beautiful girl there."

A humble wooden boat, carrying a beautiful figure, drifted towards this beach.