Chapter 516 Runaway in the Ancient Sea

Chapter 516 Fantastic Sea Shadow

"Excuse me, senior, can the Thousand Buddhas be in the inner sea?" Qin Ming is not thinking about the Longevity Mountain now. Once that thing is on his head, it should make no difference whether he fights or not, whether it is life or death, or sudden twilight. Whether or not he returns to the weak, he has to listen to the judgment of time and space. What he cares about now is the Thousand Buddhas. If the old Buddha in the Inner Sea, or the intersection of the Inner Sea and the Ancient Sea, may be able to help the Nine Prison Kings, at least it can shock the one on the burial boat.

'One thought of the sanctuary, one thought of purgatory; one hand bowl, one hand Buddhist staff; put the ring seal on the top, burn the common people to ashes. '

This is the evaluation of the Palace of Heavenly Kings to the Marquis of Thousand Buddhas. If he hadn't been unable to distinguish his true nature from good and evil back then, the Hall of Heavenly Kings would not have conferred the title of Hou, but the King!

Qin Ming was deeply impressed when he saw Qianfohou's introduction.

"I haven't seen you in five years." Buried Sea Ghost also missed his old friend a little bit, and even planned to go deep into the inner sea to find the Nine Prison Kings. The grace of the year. But the situation in the Ghost Sea Territory came suddenly, and that secret news was too tempting for him, and it might even become the key to whether he can win Tianwu in the future. What's more, whether the Thousand Buddhas will come in a while, and the Nine Prison Kings will not die easily, so they came here.

The reminiscence expression of the ghost buried in the sea flashed by, and the slaughter reappeared, with a violent momentum, as if it was about to burn through the black mist in the sky.

Qin Ming regrets that there are not many princes and princes in the Palace of Heavenly Kings in the sea area, but the sea area is vast and boundless. When the news spreads, and then rush back, some may be a few months, and some may be years, so there is Nine Prison King Wu Two years after the flag, Qin ordered the plan to take over the flag and dance again. Nine Prison Kings, where are you now? What kind of obstacles are you encountering? How many princes and princes gathered under the imperial edict? Has Gu Hai been alarmed?

"Take care of the immediate matter, take care!" Buried Sea Youhun raised his knife and left, entering the depths of the sea. Before leaving, the three golden lions glanced at the white tiger, seeming a little puzzled.

As soon as Buried Sea Ghost left, Qin Ming retreated immediately, fearing that the group of old turtles would come out again to attract their attention.

"The strength is still too weak. If you don't reach the peak of earth martial arts, you must be prepared to flee at any time to survive in the sea."

Qin Ming felt emotional, but none of the princes in the Palace of Heavenly Kings grew up from fleeing when they first ventured into the sea. Every time you are in danger is equal to experience again and again. If you die, you will be blamed for your incompetence. If you can survive, it is considered a skill and an achievement.

Only through hard work can one achieve the ambition of steel and the body of holy martial arts.

Many princes and princes will even deliberately 'seek death', seek desperate adventures, and challenge powerful enemies to seek death.

Comfort is reserved for the dead!

"Don't be irritable, becoming stronger is the kingly way." Qin Ming comforted the depressed Baihu, and controlled the Skylark to drift forward.

Bai Hu looked back at Qin Ming and roared vaguely. Meaning, where are we going?

"Learn to speak quickly." Qin Ming instructed Baihu, it was too strenuous to rely on comprehension every time.

where to go

Even the direction and time here are not sure, where else can I go?

Heading forward in one direction?

The surroundings are all pitch black, and no matter how strong a sense of direction is, it is impossible for a person to stick to one direction for a long time, and they may turn around while walking.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the sky to see." Qin Ming reminded Baihu to be careful, and spread his wings to rush to the sky.

Keep going up, maybe you can break out of the vast fog covering the ghost sea, determine the direction, and know the day and night.

However, Qin Ming was disappointed. The higher he went, the thicker the black fog was, and it was filled with a strong coercion. He didn't feel much at first, and it began to appear after five hundred meters. After increasing to a thousand meters, Qin Ming could no longer fly When he moved, it felt like he was carrying a giant mountain that held the sky, and his blood was not flowing well under the pressure.

No way, Qin Ming could only take one step at a time, drifting forward on the Skylark, and built a simple hourglass to record the time. Drifting in the boundless darkness, forgetting time is a terrible thing, it will make you lost, and it will make you flustered, so severe that you go crazy.

After all, Qin Ming is not going to drift here for a few days, it may be a few months, and it may be longer.

"I hope to meet Da Meng and them."

Qin Ming was looking forward to it, and began to search deliberately. It was better to find a goal than to drift aimlessly.

About two days later, the scene in front of Qin Ming suddenly became clear. The dark fog was gone, the blue waves were rippling, the white clouds were beautiful, and the air was fresh. Ming's expression became extremely strange.

There seems to be no danger here, but there are thousands of warriors scattered in front. Some rode small boats, some stepped on planks, and some crouched on reefs, all over thousands of meters of sea area.

They seem to have broken into here from different directions, and everyone has a smile on their face.

but……

quiet! There was no sound but the light crash of the waves.

Thousands of people just sat or stood quietly, kept smiling, and fell into a deep sleep.

The sea is as calm as a mirror, and they are like portraits inlaid in the mirror.

This is a weird picture, so weird that it makes one's heart palpitate.

Qin Ming subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but when he looked back, the thick black fog had disappeared, and when he looked forward, he could not see the black fog either. The blue waves were rippling, and the sky was clear, extending to the end of his field of vision.

The laughter began to echo in the ears, and the body began to feel the gentle sea breeze, which was beautiful and comfortable. For those who have been wandering for a long time, the tranquility here is longing for, and they can't wait to stay here.

I would rather wait here to die in comfort than to wander in the dark again.

The white tiger shook his head violently, began to be in a trance, and also began to weaken.

"Illusion?" Qin Ming bit the tip of his tongue, bleeding out, trying to wake himself up, but...not only the black mist disappeared, but also the thousands of people in front of him disappeared, instead, a beautiful island appeared, not far in front The place, with green mountains and green waters above, is very lively, and the sound of selling can be heard vaguely.

Qin Ming began to be in a trance, knowing that it was an illusion, but began to sink.

"Sura Resentment!" Qin Ming growled suddenly, and forcibly opened the Shura Saber that had been silent for a long time.

In the depths of the Sea of ​​Qi, the Shura Knife awakened again, with a fierce murderous aura, stirring the sea of ​​Qi, like thousands of troops galloping out, or like wild beasts from ancient times killing the world of Shura, this time the turmoil far exceeded the original Xuanwu Realm At this moment, the Asura Saber had the aura of a 'monster soldier' ​​to some extent, not only trembling the sea of ​​qi, but also vaguely about to hit the thunder toad in the sea of ​​qi.

Lei Chan woke up with a start, raised his head to look up at the sky, and faced the Shura Saber hanging above the sea of ​​qi.

Countless black threads rushed out of the sea of ​​​​qi, broke into Qin Ming's body, spread rapidly like a spider web, and entwined Qin Ming's soul.

Qin Ming's whole body was full of black murderous aura, as if entangled with a wronged soul, and seemed to be revived, filled with endless chilling power. Qin Ming closed his eyes hard, and slowly opened them. The scene in front of him suddenly changed again. It was still a dark mist. There were no blue waves at all, let alone blue sky and white clouds. There were clusters of bright lights in the darkness, with different colors and strengths. No wait, that is the spiritual power blooming from different warriors, the spiritual power shield propped up.

In the place next to Qin Ming, the bright light of several warriors has begun to weaken, because they have stayed here for a long time, and their spiritual power is almost exhausted.

No matter how strong a person is, in this state of constantly burning spiritual power to maintain the spiritual power shield, there will be times when it will be exhausted.