Just as he wanted to say something to play a round game, Zhang San was the first to speak: "Do you really want this trident?"

"Of course, good things are not rare. Linglong said without thinking.

His brows furrowed slightly for a while, and Zhang San turned out to be quiet. After a long time, he hesitated and asked, "If I give you the trident, can I increase my combat power?"

At this point, Linglong was a little weak-hearted. She is in charge of the White Tiger Killing Dao, and her body is the best weapon. Fang just said something, but it was just to block Zhang San.

Seeing that Linglong didn't speak, Zhang San actually gritted his teeth and said with some regret: "Since this is the case, this trident will be given to you first,"

Qin Hao was stunned, and Linglong was stunned. Only the experienced Liu Ru saw the clues.

She glanced at Zhang San, who was pity, and then at Linglong, who was at a loss, and a meaningful smile flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Linglong rode the tiger and blushed.

At this time, Qin Hao finally spoke, "It's just a weapon, this time Zhang San is because I was involved in this disaster, this trident should be regarded as an apology for you." ”

With that, he casually threw the trident over. Zhang San happily took the trident, closed his eyes and instilled spiritual power, and established an induction with the trident.

After a while, he frowned and muttered, "No, the original master's divine thoughts exist here, and I can't mobilize the energy of the trident." ”

"The original owner's divine thoughts?"

Linglong thought for a moment, and then waved his hand to summon an energy light shield to protect Liu Ru in it. Immediately, the spiritual power was condensed in the throat, and the sound of the dragon roared in a rippled manner, attacking the Demon Suppression Tower.

On the bed, Qing Ming suddenly sat up with a pale face, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

"Someone, someone!" he exclaimed.

With a bang, two heavily armored guards gathered, "My lord, what's wrong?!"

"Immediately mobilize the soldiers and go to the location of the Demon Suppression Tower, someone is going to forcibly break it!"

In less than half an hour, the mighty men and horses were heading towards the desert island.

At this time, Linglong restrained her breath, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "No." The protective energy of the Demon Suppression Tower is too strong, and the damage I can do is really minimal. ”

Hearing this, Zhang San didn't say anything, but his face could not hide his disappointment.

Linglong used the dragon's groan to interfere with the soul imprint of Qing Ming in the Demon Suppression Tower, which gave Qin Hao a good idea. His soul power was already comparable to that of a monk in the Infant Transformation Realm.

Covering his eyes with spiritual power, Qin Hao's pupils bloomed with bewitching flowers. Under his gaze, the Demon Suppression Tower gradually became transparent, and a trace of soul imprint on the tower tablet gradually became clear.

The soul slowly condensed into a whirlpool, and wind pressure was inexplicably generated around it. Even Linglong, whose soul power was exceptionally strong, had a somewhat ugly face.

The vortex soul power slammed towards the soul mark, and the contact between the two sides made Qin Hao's face pale slightly, and then a cyan energy dissipated between heaven and earth out of thin air, replaced by the power of holy faith exuded by Qin Hao.

However, Qin Hao did not leave his soul imprint, but restored the original appearance of the Demon Suppression Tower.

"You try to integrate the soul power into the Demon Suppression Tower. Rubbing his aching head, Qin Hao said tiredly.

Zhang San did not delay, and quickly integrated his soul into the Demon Suppression Tower. Maybe it's because of the exercises, the affinity between him and the magic weapon is very high, but in the time of a cup of tea, he completely controls the Demon Suppression Tower, and he can put it away freely.

Seeing this, Qin Hao couldn't help but wonder: "The Qing Ming of the Inscription Realm can't completely control the Demon Suppression Tower, why can?"

"The exercises I practice have an affinity with the natural things of heaven and earth, so the Demon Suppression Tower can't be a burden on me. Zhang San tied the thumb-sized tower to his hair and said proudly: "Besides, that little fish monster in Qingming, how can he compare with me." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a fleet of ships coming towards him. The leader of Qing Ming's face was pale, and his cloak stood on the bow of the ship like a ghost, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

The soul mark was forcibly erased, which made his already injured even worse, and spewed out a mouthful of old blood, which barely stabilized the disordered blood qi.

"Who, who took my gladiatorial arena!?" he looked at Qin Hao and his party with a hideous face, and roared hysterically as if he was about to lose his mind.

"Excuse me, this tower's real name is the Demon Tower, which is the residence of the god of the sea, and the trident of the god of the sea is a matching artifact. ”

Zhang San held the trident in his hand, his body stood in the air, and said mockingly: "I almost forgot, a small fish and insect like you has no chance to completely master the Demon Suppression Tower, how can you know its name." ”

Ignoring Zhang San, when he saw Qin Hao, Qing Ming stared in shock: "You...... How did you get out!Yu Domain, where is Yu Domain!?"

"I killed it, and now only one skin is floating in the water. Qin Hao said casually: "By the way, also, your second-hand collar is also dead." Soon you will also die, and the entire Jiao people in Tongzhou will die!"

Qin Hao pulled out his heavy sword from behind his back, and was already ready to make a move. Let Liu Ru experience a miserable life, the culprit who made Tongzhou a hell on earth is here, how can he let it go!

Seeing that the general trend had gone, Qing Ming's face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, and finally calmed down. He knew that just one of the three below would be enough to destroy the entire Tongzhou, let alone the Trinity.

"I remember, your name is Qin Hao. Qing Ming stepped down from the ship, but he did not gather spiritual power, meaning to negotiate.

Qin Hao didn't bother to speak, just clenched the hilt of his sword and looked at him indifferently.

After being locked up for more than a year, Zhang San stepped forward angrily: "What is the name of the master, it's about you, don't have anything to do." You will inevitably be stabbed if you stretch out your head and shrink your head today, so you might as well have a fight with me. ”

Zhang San was already eager to try the trident in his hand, but Qing Ming had no intention of fighting. He reluctantly smiled meaningfully, and said to Qin Hao again:

"Sect Master Qin, according to me, the Zhijing Ming Sect has been destroyed for more than a thousand years. Now there are very few main monks, but all my Tongzhou Jiaoren clan are monks, if I am willing to help you, can this matter be ......?"

The words are self-evident at this point. Qin Hao also laughed, laughing a little coldly. He didn't bother to speak about this kind of person at all, he just wanted to play a trick on him before he died.

"Our sect only accepts people, not seafood!" Linglong couldn't help but sarcastically, "Like you, it's best to stew fish head and kelp soup." ”