"You!!Is it okay for me to surrender, you let me go. ”

Zhang Ye didn't speak, and the momentum of sinking was unabated.

"Count me on begging you once, let me go, and I'll give you benefits!" said the nameless painting almost gritting his teeth.

Zhang Ye listened to it and stopped the momentum of sinking for a moment. Said contemptuously: "What are your so-called benefits?"

"Giving you a spirit-level secret treasure with divine thoughts, have you chosen one of the two? Their comprehensive strength exceeds that of ordinary saint-level. ”

Those two 50,000-year-old monsters? Zhang Ye hesitated: "Aren't they going to die when they come out?"

"They're not bones, they're refined treasures. Not so fragile. ”

"Are they really saint-level treasures?"

"What am I lying to you about, don't you still know what is called divine thought, don't you understand how rare it is for the secret treasure to produce divine thoughts, only the saint-level secret treasure can produce divine thoughts. And the secret treasures that generate divine thoughts are all the kings of kings among the saint-level secret treasures, but their own containers are spirit-level, so they only have the strength of the saint-level. After the nameless painting explained, he urged again: "Hurry up and let me go!"

"You admit your mistake again. Zhang Ye decided to accept it when he saw it.

Nameless Paint gritted his teeth and said, "I was wrong!"

"I can't hear you. ”

"I was wrong!!"

Zhang Ye chuckled and let go of the nameless painting. The nameless painting broke through the sea water and rushed out of the sea as if it were about to be reincarnated.

"What's that!" the monks on board were shocked.

Nameless draws a blink of an eye and slashes directly at the Queen of Thorns on the shore of the island.

"It's a secret treasure!" someone exclaimed, recognizing it.

Dozens of branches of the Queen of Thorns were cut off and fell into the sea. Still so calm and indifferent.

The total volume of the Queen of Thorns is four or five hundred square meters, and the long arc-shaped shore is full of its branches. The blow just now only cut off a branch that was less than a hair.

Zhang Ye emerged from the water and jumped onto the deck.

The eyes of the monks were drawn to the nameless painting.

A quarter of an hour has passed. Although the nameless painting attack is single, the frequency is extremely fast. In this quarter of an hour's attack, a tenth of the branches were cut off. After this attack, more than a dozen branches fell. The Queen of Thorns is finally moving.

Rustling......

It is as if a big tree holds up the canopy, and all the branches soar to the sky, and the target is nameless.

The nameless painting spun, and all the branches that touched it fell like a drizzle.

All of a sudden, the verdant color is colorful.

"Whose secret treasure is so powerful. ”

"It must be the secret treasure of Our Lady of Yaochi. ”

Among the first batch of people to rush out of the iron ship was the highest status of the ship, the Sixth Heaven, and the Queen of Thorns was able to make the status of the Six Heavens die prematurely, but she was at a disadvantage under this secret treasure. The monks looked at the nameless painting with envy.

Twenty nautical miles in the distance.

There is no island of the Crying of the Holy Maiden here.

"Master, can't I go over yet?" Yao Qing stared at the direction of the Holy Maiden's weeping island.

Our Lady of Yaochi said: "Didn't you sense it, there are still violent fluctuations there." ”

Yaoqing nodded: "I sensed it." ”

"If you are calm, you will be able to enter. ”

"If tomorrow is calm. "The first day after the island was opened, the second day to the hundred days of blockade.

"How could it be. Our Lady of Yaochi shook her head, the Holy Land Classics recorded that the Queen of Thorns never ate for more than a day.

The battle between the Nameless Painting and the Queen of Thorns continues until sunset.

Woooo

The nameless painting cut off all the branches. When the vines descended into the sea, the Queen of Thorns was revealed. It turned out to be a headless human body. The thorns came out of the white neck.

The humanoid guillotine body is more than 100 meters tall. The broken neck is more than 20 meters square.

Except for the white and almost transparent neck, the other parts are mottled like old bark.

Without the branches, the Queen of Thorns no longer moves. Its whole body trembled, and some slight sounds came out, as if wailing. The nameless painting completely ignores this sparse rustle. It turned into a sharp blade and smashed directly into the broken neck.

When the nameless painting disappears at the Broken Gap of the Queen of Thorns. The bark-like folds on the Queen of Thorns' body peeled off and disappeared, revealing a smooth surface, and her entire body gradually became transparent and crystalline, with free and flickering points of light.

"This, it will be...... Blossom!Queen of Thorns Flower!!" the old man suddenly shouted.

Everyone was extremely nervous, and they held their breath and stared at the body of the Queen of Thorns.

The Queen of Thorns Flower, that is a saint-level spiritual creature that moves the invincible people in the legendary Enlightenment Realm.

Queen of Thorns if this will bloom.

It will be a historic moment.

Night fell, and a mass of white, closed buds emerged from the breach.

It's really going to bloom!

The buds slowly rise and swell, stopping when a three-meter-long crystal rhizome emerges. Transparent cracks appear on the surface of the body. Suddenly, a membrane stretches open and becomes an oval-shaped petal.

The Queen of Thorns blooms.

Zhang Ye and others were different from the excitement of waiting. He is more calm and uses his heart to sense. He felt that the Queen of Thorns was full of helplessness to bloom the last flower in her life. As the flowers opened one by one, the aura emitted by the Queen of Thorns became lower and lower, and the chaotic air flow that had been generated from the beginning of the battle between the two slowly leveled off.

When the last petal of the flower blooms. A holy and sparkling flower blooms. In the blink of an eye, it withered rapidly, and the body of the Queen of Thorns disappeared in a crystal, mottled bulge, cracked. It fell with a bang, and in the collapse, the Queen of Thorns flower turned to black ash and scattered.

Nameless paintings fly out.

"So full, so full!" The nameless painting flew directly into Zhang Ye's arms.

At this time, all the monks on the ship looked towards Zhang Ye.

Worst. Carelessly forgetting oneself for a while.

"How could it be. ”

"Status, a heavy sky, with a super-spirit-level secret treasure?!"

The monks were shocked.

The eyes of the monks who woke up the fastest became greedy, they were also the highest in cultivation, and they took out the secret treasure with a secret treasure, and there was no secret treasure to use the cheats attack method, there was only one target, and they attacked almost at the same time!

Zhang Ye quickly spread out the nameless painting and shouted: "Nameless painting, you have caused a good thing." ”

The nameless painting is silent, and the two scenes in the unpainted scroll, which usually have no vision, shine brightly.

Sifang Ding, coffee table.

"Which one do you choose, boy?" the voice of the nameless painting sounded.

Those attacks were overwhelming, and they were about to come in front of them. Zhang Ye's choice was: "Coffee table!"

The Quartet Ding in the nameless painting breathed a sigh of relief and regained his composure. The coffee table was pulled out by a suction force, blocking the crowd from attacking.

"Hula. ”

"Boom—"

The oily yellow and shiny coffee table was attacked by all the monks in every way, and it was unscathed.

"You, why did you let me out!" the coffee table was furious.

Zhang Ye didn't expect the coffee table to scream like this, once upon a time he thought it was a gentle and elegant Confucian scholar.

Anonymous painting.

"It's okay, it's not me. Once you go out, the carrying load will be shattered if you have only ten years of life, and then the divine thoughts will dissipate, and then there will be nothing left. "The Quartet is afraid of it.