Qin Ming and Bai Hu didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they disappeared from sight.

When one person and one tiger look at each other, not only does not fear, but it arouses the passion. The sea is vast, numerous, and numerous dangers, and is destined to be exciting.

Qin Ming rested for two hours and returned to his full state. He caught a few sea fish to fill his stomach, soared up the sky, stood in the clouds and looked at the vast sea, looking for nearby islands. Anyway, he couldn't cross the sea at night, which was too dangerous.

but……

After scanning the circle, I didn't sweep the island, but noticed a red dot that appeared at the junction of the sky and sea in the distance.

"Can it be a petal again?"

"here we go again?"

"A bunch of ghostly guys."

Qin Ming fell from the sky and urged the white tiger who was still eating hard: "Let's go, it's time to run away again."

Just as I was about to leave the boat, I suddenly thought, what was wrong, how did they track it down?

From last night to this morning, I have changed several directions, and I don’t even remember where I turned.

How could they catch up?

Could it be that there are sea beasts staring at me in the sea?

Or are there birds of prey tracking in the sky?

Or maybe... Qin Ming looked at the White Tiger, then looked at himself, and slowly raised his domineering sword.

The knife body is thick and bright, and can reflect the face. It looks nothing unusual. However, after careful inspection, Qin Ming saw traces of blood on the sharp and flat blade. With the neat and sharpness of the sword, it is impossible to hang up the blood. Unless... this is the trace left when cutting the petals.

Is the petal tracking through it?

The more Qin Ming thought about it, the more likely it was. His right arm immediately stirred up lightning, tempered the sword, and cleared the blood, but it seemed that there was no effect.

Baihu was in a hurry to try it, but was stopped by Qin Ming.

Qin Ming rushed to the sky and released the third form of the Little Chaos True Thunder Art, the "Feast of the World", which triggered the celestial momentum.

The clear sky suddenly became dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a crisp sound of sound was deafening.

"Treat!!"

Qin Ming threw out his domineering sword and inserted it into the clouds.

The dark clouds were surging, and the lightning riots were slashing the Badao deep in the clouds. The dense lightning bombarded wildly, trembling the sword body and bombarding bloody marks.

In the distance, three hundred witches were speeding on their boats, following the guidance of the petals.

Lin Yunhan followed closely behind, with a solemn and irritable expression. He had been chasing for so long, so when would he still have to chase after him? He led the burial boat to the northern region and offered the Demon Silky Silkworm to seek credit and was looking forward to being rewarded, but what is this now?

"Thunderclouds suddenly popped up in the clear sky, it must be artificial."

A witch stared across the air, but they were not afraid of being in large numbers. Even if they met a special strong man and had the title of the Witch Palace, they could still be rampant.

but……

After a while, the speeding petals in front suddenly slowed down, and the direction was changing randomly. A few of them even met, and they seemed to be unable to distinguish the direction.

"Not good!" Lin Yunhan suddenly shouted and pointed at the thunder cloud in front: "The target is ahead. He is using lightning to erase the traces left by the witch master, hurry up, hurry up and catch up."

The witches woke up and immediately activated the boat and rushed forward.

The petals have become erratic and the speed has begun to slow down.

In the thunder clouds, thousands of thunder and lightning strike the sword. Although the traces on the blade are stubborn and thunder are difficult to eliminate, one way cannot be done, one hundred way cannot be done, one hundred way cannot be done, one thousand way cannot be done, ten thousand way cannot be done, and thousands of tempers can eventually eliminate it.

"Roar!!" Baihu reminded Qin Ming that it had seen the pursuers.

Qin Ming looked at the sky with his eyes fixed, and his expression became even more ugly. Not only did the petals come, but the pursuers come, all wearing blood-red clothes and flying in the sea breeze. They are all women?

"It's too late!" Qin Ming activated the ancient thunder swallowing technique, causing thunders all over the sky to gather in his palms, turning into a bright and irritating thunder pool, surging violently in his palms. After a while, lightning changed, and a blue thunder was bred in the thunder pool, emitting destructive power, making the rest of the thunder lightning dimly.

"Get up!!! Refining!" Qin Ming hooked up the green thunder and hit the Badao.

Clang!! A earth-shaking loud noise penetrated the golden cracked stone, violently harsh, and the knife body trembled violently, but after resisting the green thunder, it was intact and there was no trace left.

It's indeed a baby!!

Qin Ming looked carefully and saw that the blood-colored traces were gone, at least they could not be seen by the naked eye.

In the distance, all the petals stagnated collectively and floated in the air, unable to find the guiding breath.

"It's him! Chase!!" The witches were all sure. They put away their petals and drove away with a boat.

The ghost general 'Shui Mei' whispered: "That person's strength is unknown, please be careful!"

"Yes!!" the girls shouted in unison, their phoenix eyes were filled with evil spirits, and their aura was definitely not weaker than that of men.

Although they are all women, they are all cruel and ruthless killers, and they are dead soldiers trained by the witch master himself.

The nine witch masters each have their own confidant disciples and each has their own bad names. Each witch master intimidates the sea of ​​reincarnation, and their own disciples are also bad names, and none of them are weak.

"Do not let them see you."

Qin Ming took advantage of the lightning that had not yet dispersed, landed on the Skylark, suppressed the White Tiger, and drove the boat.

The sea was stormy waves were set off in the distance, and the endless blue light was flashing in the waves, speeding forward and afterwards.

"Addolph?"

"Exploding the porpoise?"

"so much?"

Azure blue sea fishes were speeding between the sea tides, slidding the waves and boiling the sea surface. They were covered with blue scales, as tough as steel, and had countless spikes. At this moment, their bodies had expanded into a spherical shape, but their speed was not reduced at all. Once they were touched, they would explode and were astonishingly powerful. Dozens could still be dealt with, but in the face of the overwhelming number, Qin Ming felt distressed.

The white tiger was nervous and his whole body was straight and his hair stood upside down, activate the white tiger's battle suit and was ready to go.

Qin Ming looked back, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

"Be prepared, fight hard." Qin Ming shouted, and drove the Skylark and rushed towards the huge wave.

The explosion of the porpoise chirped and expanded in pieces, thousands of scattered in the rushing wave.

The waves were faster and the waves were higher, and the surging pressure came over.

"Sink!" A moment before the collision, Qin Ming suddenly shouted, and the front end of the Skylark suddenly pressed down and plunged into the surging tide.

Most of the explosive porpoises are in the rushing waves, and the number is relatively small below.

but……

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The explosions below exploded one after another, as if arranged in order, forming a layer of air waves that swept across the seabed.

Above the sea, the tides are surging, below the sponge, and explode in pieces.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and spread his golden wings to protect his whole body. The white tiger's whole body was tense and controlled the white tiger's battle suit.

The Skylark increased its speed to the extreme, and it forced its way through the explosion area and crashed into several explosive porpoises.

The hull was trembling and almost trapped by the explosion of air waves.

Qin Ming and the White Tiger were blown up by blood, and the blood flowed backwards.

"Is that an explosive porpoise?" Three hundred witches were moved. It was really rare to have such a scale.

"Kill here!" The ghost general "Shui Mei" ordered and pushed forward with both hands. Suddenly, huge waves rose from the sea in the distance, one after another, layer by layer, and in a flash more than ten huge waves rolled over one after another.

Qin Ming just exposed the sea and noticed the shocking scene behind him. He waved his hand to create such a momentum. Could it be the peak holy martial arts? Chasing me, the first level of the Earth Martial Arts, do you pay attention?

The white tiger slapped Qin Ming on the back with a loud bang. Stop watching, let’s go!!

"Phone me to death, who will support you?"
Chapter completed!