Chapter 170 (1/2)

In fact, no one can think of what kind of strong oil will be poured on the return of Baiyou sword in today's affairs, so that it will be completely detonated.

In Qin Yumei's heart, the blood bead reflected the black sword. There was more black in the red, and then the black spread like ink.

It turns into a black hole. I don't know where the palms are connected. The cold breath flows out. You can hear the wind faintly, like the howling of the dead.

The small courtyard on the edge of Wangdu, the newly raised xiaoqing'er under the strong command, was washing her body with a face full of fear, thinking that this place was indeed as unclean as the legend said, and could not live here any more. Wait for the master to come back and beg him to change the house quickly.

Just thinking of what means to use, hook's powerful commander agrees, and then imagines the big house in the future. Xiaoqing's mouth suddenly froze before a smile burst out, and a few ”giggles” in the deep throat, like being held by his neck, make it hard to breathe.

Click -

Click -

clean the body of hot water, the surface of ice, and with amazing speed, began to condense. In the courtyard, in that deep well, the cold well water rolls like boiling.

Boom -

the black light column rises in the sky, like an invisible big hand inserted into the sky of the capital of the king, but strangely, it doesn't tear up the forbidden system of the capital of the king, but directly disappears at the moment of touching it.

Under this light column, there is a desolate land on the edge of Wangdu. The gray fog covers the ground, so people can't see the scene. Now, the fog is billowing, gathering the shadow of a powerful sea demon and roaring to the sky.

The whole king was shocked by the sudden changes. Countless sea people looked up and saw the desolate land. Their faces turned pale gradually. There are old sea people, their eyes are frightened and they murmur, ”Hailing It's Hailing... ” They think of the time when Wang Du was devastated, and 100000 sea people died, bloody land.

This is not a secret. The sea people who live in Wangdu always know something. Fear is like a plague, spreading wildly among the sea people.

At the main gate of the palace, the bronze bell rings.

The main face of the sea people is heavy, the eyes are deep like whirlpools, and the majestic breath is rising. There is the shadow of Jiaolong in the sky of the palace. The body is thousands of feet long, with golden scales and purple pupils. When the storm comes, the shadow of Jiaolong wanders among them, and the Dragon chants are heard from time to time. The horror of Longwei takes the palace as the center and spreads out like a tide.

In the capital of the king, the panic gradually subsided, and they fell on their knees and worshipped the palace. In that year's catastrophe, the leader of the sea people also stood up and sacrificed a thousand years to seal the mausoleum.

Jiuchong downstairs, Tang Gong's face was livid and murmured, ”Your Majesty...” He twisted his face, lowered his voice and growled, ”what's the matter? What the hell is the matter!”

Your Majesty's situation, can't do it any more, otherwise the power leakage will be detected, and there will be a catastrophe in an instant. Looking up at the sky over the capital, it was sure that there were black clouds pouring out, which made the lives of heaven and earth quiet.

That is the will of heaven and earth!

If in those days, your majesty chose to fight the World War I, maybe there is still a thread of life, but to this day Blinding the heaven and earth is bound to cause the wrath of heaven and earth. There is no escape under the heaven. He wants to stop him, but he knows his Majesty's heart and nature. He knows that there is absolutely no possibility, and his majesty will definitely fight.

”Fucking, fucking, fucking...” Mr. Tang is neurotic. He looks at the black cloud on his head and curses repeatedly. He looks ferocious.

There was no omen. A scene of life disaster appeared in front of the people of Wangdu. They stared with horror and helplessness, and could only wait for it to come.

Even the most powerful king in the world has done well to seal the sea spirit at the cost of death. His eyes are indifferent and there is no fear, because it is his duty and responsibility as a king.

Time flows, but strangely, despite the noise, the disaster brought by the spirit of the dead has not happened. In addition to the black light column straight into the sky, ”boom” sound, Wang is as calm as ever.

The head of the sea clan frowned.

At this time, the hall door was pushed open heavily, and two important officials rushed in, waving their hands, ”Your Majesty has collected breath, your majesty has collected breath, just checked carefully, and the forbidden system of Hailing is still in operation.”

Lingbei rings in Tang Gong's arms. He grabs it, puts it in his ear and listens to a few words. His body is suffocating, and suddenly disappears. Looking up, Hailao looked nervous. He nodded his head in a hoarse voice. ”There's no problem in the prohibition of Hailing.” Put Lingbei away, he looked up at the black light column, his eyes were puzzled.

At the same time, the message is delivered to all parties in the shortest time.

But like Tang Gong, these sea people have the same problem in their hearts: since there is no problem in the prohibition of Hailing, what is the situation in this scene?