Qin Ping, I'm back. You are a man who is said to have fallen into the sacrifice of the gods, he ...... It's back. Qin Ping came to Chen Ting'er in a flash, took out a huge purple and gold fruit, handed it to Chen Ting'er, and said, "Ting'er, you rest for a while, eat some fruit to quench your thirst, I'll move my body bones!" After that, he reached out and stroked Chen Ting'er's cheek, gently pinned the messy strand of hair behind her ear, and then gently pinched her cheek.

"Already...... Is it strong?" Ting Chen stuck out her tongue, with a rare delicate attitude, and her cheeks flushed with a peach-colored flush.

Qin Ping came back, and trampled on the sacrificial priest Merlon, who was armed with the beast soul. Turning around, Qin Ping looked at the huge warship.

It was a huge warship, enough to cross the Hanhai Sea and travel between the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas and the Baolong Empire.

Qin Ping has taken a fancy to it! Qin Tianxue has developed to this point, and it needs a warship, otherwise, it will inevitably be too passive at sea.

Students in the academy cannot always stay on the island when they go to sea to practice, and the restrictions are too great.

Moving his steps and calming down, Qin Ping walked forward step by step. Shock! The enemy is in constant shock!

Mellon died too quickly. Mellon's death was too simple. So much so that it is hard to believe that everything is true.

So much so that the enemies did not react for a while. As strong as Mellon, he was actually trampled to death? This is the strength of the legendary Qin Tian Academy's master?

Is this just a beast soul master? between heaven and earth, can there be such a powerful beast soul master?

They were terrified and couldn't believe it, but it was exactly what it was. Ten years of cultivation and tempering in the space illusion, accepting the baptism of the wilderness, absorbing the dragon qi of the star dragon of the flood wilderness, fusing its dragon blood, comprehending the heaven and earth stone man method, the heart demon robbery method, devouring all kinds of flood desolation fruits, and in the last sacrifice, obtaining the power of a flame extracted from the Brahma Emperor by the dragon totem pole of the flood wilderness.

Not to mention Qin Ping's all-round improvement of his comprehension of wildness, rationality and sensibility. Although Qin Ping is only a beast soul master now, his comprehension in all aspects is difficult to compare even with a beast sacrifice master.

He doesn't rely on anything, he relies on his own brute strength. One force will drop ten times, and one force will break ten thousand laws.

"He's coming!"

"He's coming!"

"He's coming!" ...... Above the battleship, someone screamed. People found that although Qin Ping looked calm, like a walk, his speed was amazing.

The man was approaching the battleship at incredible speed. On top of the battleship, there were two priests presiding.

They are not as strong as Mellon, nor do they have the blessing of the beast soul armament, but they are the true Beast Priests of the Baolong Hall after all.

Although the Beast Soul Armament is strong enough, compared to this battleship, it is obviously not strong enough. The two Beast Sacrifice Masters, plus the three thousand Beast Soul Masters, were already full, enough to maximize the power of the battleship.

They may have been shocked by Qin Ping's terrifying strength, but they still had warships to rely on.

"Listen to me!" an old beast priest roared, and a sense of war spirit permeated his voice.

The sound rippled out, instantly touching the heart, making everyone on the battleship feel refreshed, and feel a kind of iron-blooded and tragic breath of war.

The fighting spirit in their hearts was instantly aroused, their courage was awakened, their spirit was improved, and their thinking was turned around.

"Enter the highest state of combat readiness!" As an order was issued, everyone felt a strong sense of urgency, and acted quickly to return to their places.

"The Star Dragon Ship can retreat from the Totem Master, you don't need to panic!" The voice of the other Beast Priest was even louder, full of a convincing contagion, and shouted: "Kill the cult leader Qin Ping, we can do it!"

"Kill!" all the beast soul masters let out a wolf-like roar, and between the roars, their morale was high, and in the blink of an eye, they had actually broken free from the previous state of shock and slump.

This is the charm of the beast priest, who has mastered the power of sensibility, and has a unique charm that can affect people's hearts with their words and deeds.

Every beast priest can be said to be an excellent leader. In the ancient past, in the era of barbarism and the age of the flood, only by becoming a priest was qualified to become the leader of the tribe.

Qin Pingzhi saw that between that roar, on top of the entire battleship, layers of beast array light curtains appeared, wrapping the giant ship that was ten miles long layer by layer, making it seem to turn into a terrifying beast in the sea.

A scalp-tingling, dangerous aura emerges.

"This thing looks really scary!" Qin Ping's heart was shocked, thinking of the aircraft carriers on the earth.

Compared to this Star Dragon ship, the aircraft carrier is only a small one. I just don't know how powerful a behemoth like the Star Dragon Ship is?

Qin Ping was a little curious in his heart, and when he saw the head of the Star Dragon Ship, the barrels of the guns in the light curtain emerged.

On the barrel, Qin Ping keenly saw the totem master's handwriting. Qin Ping didn't even have any doubt that the entire Star Dragon Ship was the crystallization of the wisdom of the totem master.

Perhaps all of its components were not created by the totem master himself, but its overall design, construction method, and core components must have been created by the totem master.

This feeling of being one and working as if it were a living creature can only be achieved by the wisdom of the totemist.

"Meteorite Cannon Ready!" a Beast Priest began to command, giving a hasty order. Another Beast Priest entered the interior of the Star Dragon Ship and began to urge its core.

With such a behemoth, it is difficult for a single individual to urge it, even if it is a beast priest, so it is necessary to divide and cooperate.

As the command sounded, a sense of locking up emerged. Qin Pingzhi saw that on the top of more than a dozen huge cannon barrels carved with intricate runes, the light lit up, and there was a faint breath of energy that made people palpitate.

At this time, the beast priest who was standing at the top of the battleship and was in charge of observing and commanding suddenly moved, his body moving, full of a sense of formality and ritual.

Between a few movements, his whole person seemed to be integrated with the battleship. It seemed that the battleship became his body, and he became the eyes, ears and brains of the battleship.

Boom! A cannon barrel shone brightly, spewing out a cloud of wild energy, dragging the tail flame, as if it was bombarded down by a meteorite from the nine heavens.

That mass of wild energy was not like a magic orb, but made of talismans. All kinds of symbols, large and small, are combined and arranged, condensed and brewed, and become a whole.

When it comes out, it is the most terrifying cannonball of destruction, locking onto the enemy, and it seems that it can be pursued to the ends of the earth.

Qin Ping's eyes condensed slightly, and he didn't dodge, until he saw where the cannonball passed, the sea water below cracked, and it sank sharply for thousands of meters, and the air in the air was even more discharged, forming a vacuum.

On Qin Ping's body, the magic runes were also condensing, and the shadows of ten thousand beasts appeared, turning into ten thousand beast talismans, and between the gathering and dispersing, they also condensed into a cannonball.

This move was just an attempt to learn and use it now! When the enemy ship's artillery attacked, Qin Ping punched out, and it was also bombarded by a shell.

This cannonball beast element is urged, and Lei Fa is interpreted, containing the killing intent in Qin Ping's heart, and it is shot out with a bang, like a big sun across the sky, but everywhere it passes, it is silent, and a black color appears.

The black is the nothingness after the space is shattered. Two shells collided together, and then only one remained.

Qin Ping's cannonball was actually the cannonball that engulfed the enemy ship alive, and the momentum only paused slightly, passing through the air, and bombarding the Star Dragon Ship directly.

The giant ship shook, shook, and backwards. The beast priest who commanded the battleship was taken aback, and couldn't help but change color a little, his movements suddenly accelerated the rhythm, and roared wildly: "Prepare for the Falling Moon Cannon! All the meteorite cannons are fired together!" The reason why Qin Ping was able to learn and use it now was naturally because of his background.

The way of the wild talisman, Qin Ping had already comprehended. Coupled with his cultivation of carving totem poles, the application of the three powers of the heart and soul has trained a realm.

Qin Ping had all the basic conditions for condensing this rune cannonball, and it was very sufficient.

Now seeing the meteorite cannon issued by the battleship, with the sharpness and strength of his thinking, it is naturally not a problem to learn, but it is just a matter of moments.

What's more, Qin Ping's Wild Rune has ten thousand variations, which are not at all comparable to the Star Dragon Ship.

The runic cannonballs he condensed were better than the blue, and the power was even more terrifying, so it was naturally no problem.

At this moment, hearing that the Beast Priest who was commanding the battle ordered all the meteorite cannons to attack together, Qin Ping couldn't help but laugh.

At a glance, all the barrels that were exposed did not exceed a hundred. For Qin Ping, it was a complete joke.

"Let me teach you what it means to have full barrage coverage!" Qin Ping's mouth raised slightly, revealing a terrifying smile.

On his body, all of a sudden, the beast element was frenzied, the thunder law was running wildly, and countless thunder beast talismans appeared, surging like a volcanic eruption, endlessly, like a sea of stars.

The Thunder Spell Beast Talisman continued to gather, combining into one Beast Talisman cannonball, and it began to explode after just two seconds.

Hundreds of shells obscured the space in front of the Star Dragon Ship and tore through the entire space. The world suddenly became dark, and only the light of the cannonball shone with a destructive light in the dark nothingness.

The Beast Priest who commanded the battle of the Star Dragon Ship was completely stupid! This was terrifying! This was simply a humanoid battleship.

No, the battleship was not so horrific and outrageous. Oh my God, will the Draco be able to withstand it? These were not things he could deduce, because he had more important things to think about.

That's how to save your life first. In a flash, he didn't care about commanding the battle at all.

The Beast Priest dodged and fled to the interior of the Star Dragon Ship. The next moment, shells bombarded the surface of the Star Dragon ship.

The light curtains of those defenses were instantly engulfed by terrifying energy, and they collapsed layer by layer. In order to maintain these light curtains, the various beast formations within the battleship have been urged to the limit, desperately overloaded.

All the beast soul masters who united as one and urged the Star Dragon Ship to feel an incomparably huge pressure. Their beast elements were frantically outout, and their minds were running wildly with the beast array, almost on the verge of collapse.

Every second now is like a year for them. The feeling of being frantically squeezed by the battleship made them feel a strange horror.

This kind of horror, although it is not the kind of tragic horror that is directly placed on the bloody battlefield, but the power seems to be even more terrifying and desperate.

Because that kind of horror, like a devil's claw, directly invades the soul. Almost all of us have a thought in our hearts, praying desperately in despair: end soon!

Hurry up and end it! Heavens, gods, let that devil stop quickly! Unfortunately, if prayer is useful, I am afraid they will not need to confront Qin Ping at this moment.

Prayer at this moment is of no use to the situation. Qin Ping's attack never ended, and the runic cannonballs continued to bombard, venting the destruction of Qin Ping's heart.

Qin Ping was like an inexhaustible doomsday machine, venting the killing intent in his heart with almost endless cannonballs.

There is no mercy, there is no mercy, there is no end. Suddenly, from the depths of the chaotic destruction, a brand-new cannonball went against the tide and suddenly bombarded out, shaking Qin Ping one after another, advancing bravely in the countercurrent, constantly approaching Qin Ping.

The Falling Moon Cannon was finally successfully launched! Qin Ping's eyes were slightly condensed, a touch of gold flashed under his eyes, and the Eye of Shura secretly urged, silently observing the Falling Moon Cannonball.

Its power is undoubtedly much more powerful than the previous cannonballs, more than one level, larger in size, more complex in structure, and more subtle in the way it is brewed.

But it couldn't resist the continuous, torrent-like resistance of Qin Ping's cannonballs. Its power was being consumed like crazy, its speed slowed down again and again, and even its structure began to crumble.

During the whole process, Qin Ping just quietly observed. Only Chen Ting'er, who was behind Qin Ping, could see that behind Qin Ping, more Thunder Beast Talismans were gathering and scattering, changing their shapes, adjusting their positions, and constantly combining and changing at a dazzling speed, which was full of the power of seven emotions and six desires, like thousands of silk threads, constantly circulating, interspersed, hooked, weaving, and brewing.

As if witnessing a miracle, Nicholas Chen opened her red lips slightly in shock, and her mind was difficult to function. She was shocked to find that Qin Ping was fighting, constantly deducing and groping, and consciously trying something.

"Brother Ping seems to be trying to cultivate a special method?" Chen Ting was curious, not worried about Qin Ping's safety at all.

She never expected that in ten years, Qin Ping would be so powerful. In the past ten years, she thinks that her improvement can be described as earth-shaking, but compared with today's Qin Ping, it is still too much worse.

In front of Qin Ping, she would always realize that her mind was not open at all. Qin Ping is still the thought-shocking Qin Ping.

"Is my inheritance really perfect?" Chen Ting'er couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

She has always been proud of her inheritance and full of confidence in the unique wisdom contained in it, but until she saw Qin Ping at this moment, her confidence was shaken.

"Brother Ping often said that we should sweep away the outdated, pioneer and innovate, and abandon the bad problems of sweeping away and cherishing ourselves. For a long time, I thought I had done it, but ......" Nicholas Chen couldn't help but start reflecting at this moment, and found that her biggest thinking mistake was that she completely agreed with the ideas that Qin Ping said, and in most cases she fulfilled them very well, but she always thought that the ones she inherited did not belong

"Stale",

"Sweeping" and the like, but the supreme treasure. It was this misunderstanding of thinking that made her unable to really open her mind and tap her true potential after all.

Her inheritance, of course, comes from the fire of the immortal spirit and is related to the supreme immortal, but is everything about the immortal the best?

Couldn't everything passed down by the immortal gods be able to break through the transformation and go further? Chen Ting'er couldn't help but reflect on herself in her heart, realizing that she had been an overly superstitious immortal god for a long time.

This kind of superstitious thinking has invisibly formed a huge obstacle to her practice of the concept of the Qin Tian Academy, and even caused serious distortion and blindness to her thoughts.

"Huh?" At this moment, Qin Ping suddenly felt a light of thought shining, like a pearl, finally washing away the dust and revealing brilliance.

"It turns out that Ting'er has some understanding? Such a shining light of thought should have broken through some kind of thinking puzzle, right?!

And from behind Qin Ping, a nine-colored, dream-like brilliant and wonderful cannonball rose one after another.

Qin Ping looked ahead and grinned, "Feel the baptism of my Seventy-Six Type Ten Thousand Beast Thunder Cannon!" Chapter 353 of the latest chapter of the King of Ancient Demon Beasts The website of that man: