Chapter 665 The Blessing of the Witch King Sea [3rd Update]

Drilling into the undercurrent area, Tang Tian only felt that his vision was dark.

The figures shrouded in light floated in front of them, and everyone's faces were nervous, and the light clusters on their bodies were not too stable. But for some reason, Tang Tian wanted to laugh.

"When your strength is a little stronger, you can come here to cultivate. ”

Tang Tian said something that had nothing to do with the battle situation in front of him.

Xiao Er flew out of Tang Tian's body, he looked around curiously, the last time Tang Tian came, he was cultivating. The energy in the Undercurrent Zone is quite peculiar, a bit like the Void Dark Flame, but even more complicated. However, this is a good place for him to cultivate. He threw out the Hellsea Sacred Sword in his hand, and the Hellsea Sword flew into the turbulence, like a fish in water, and roared from time to time.

The Holy Blood Drink in Jing Hao's hand let out a trembling sound, as if he was very disdainful of the Prison Sea Holy Sword.

The eyes of the disciples of the three clans widened, they had never heard that the sword would be so psychic, it was like a living thing.

The ridiculed Hellsea seemed to be enraged, and the black flames of the ground skyrocketed, and the ink-like thick void dark flames turned into black fire dragons, fierce and hideous, flying around the Hellsea Holy Sword wantonly.

The furious killing intent swept through everyone, and the disciples of the three clans were full of horror.

How could the black holy blood drink be willing to wait for the female? Immediately furious after being provoked, the red light of the blood word "Holy Blood Full Drink Fang Zhiwei" on the black sword skyrocketed, bright and vivid, and a smell of blood filled every corner, and the black energy turbulence in the undercurrent area was like dyed with a layer of blood.

The disciples of the three clans with shocked faces were all as white as paper at this time. How had they ever seen such a fierce sword! Moreover, there were two of them!

Xiao Er glanced at the Holy Blood Drink in Jing Hao's hand with some surprise, he knew that the Blood Sword was very fierce, but it didn't arrive, it was able to suppress the Prison Sea Holy Sword, and it was also the evolved Prison Sea Sword. If you look closely, you will find that the foreheads of the flying black dragons of the Prison Sea Sword have a faint colorful imprint, which is the Soul Devouring Flame.

This is worthy of the murderous sword name of Holy Blood Drink!

Xiao Er cultivates swords, and he naturally loves swords, although the blood smell of this sword is too heavy to suit his character, but a sword can evolve to such a point, it must have an extremely glorious past.

However, the nature of the energy undercurrent is very close to the Void Dark Flame, which is an excellent tonic for the Prison Sea Sword. Xiao Er's heart moved, perhaps, the Prison Sea Sword could evolve here for the second time.

The sword moved as he wished, and the black dragons of the Prison Sea Sword opened their mouths suddenly.

Hiss!

The dangerous and deadly undercurrent of energy frantically poured into the black dragon's mouth, and the rich black void dark flame immediately grew and became even darker, and even the sword body seemed to be swallowed by this darkness.

In the distant Void Hell Sea, the Witch King opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of shock.

The sea of hell beneath him, which was composed of boundless dark flames, suddenly swelled, and boom, a black pillar of fire rose from behind him and soared into the sky. Immediately after, another thick pillar of fire rushed into the void overhead.

The sea of hell was boiling.

My own students were able to do this......

Wu Wang Hai lost his mind for a while.

The Prison Sea Sword uses the power of this boundless Prison Sea in the void, when the Witch King Sea was canonized, he took the Prison Sea Dark Flame as a sword and gave it to the gods, and his soul needs to guard this boundless Prison Sea, called the Town Guard, which is also like imprisonment.

More than ten years ago, that man broke through the void and asked him for a wisp of Hellsea Sword Intent.

That's quite an interesting person, and Wu Wang Hai agreed.

Wu Wang Hai knew that the man didn't just ask him for sword intent, because there were many holy sword intents sealed in that dark palace. That silent young man was an excellent student, and Wu Wang Hai loved him very much, and he also felt pity for carrying such a heavy mission and responsibility. With the help of this induction, he poured out his teachings. The boy lived up to his expectations and made rapid progress.

It is only valuable to have such an outstanding student to inherit his mantle and guard this sea of prison by himself.

But......

He raised his head and looked at the dark flames gushing into the sky, and the boiling hell sea under his feet, faintly in danger of getting out of control.

There was a smile on his face.

Is your achievement finally about to break through the prison sea I guarded?

Fifteen hundred years of time, fifteen hundred years of boring waiting, finally ushered in a successor who surpassed me.

I've waited too long, I can't wait. You have an infinite future, and as your teacher, I am very happy and honored, and this is the most sincere joy of a teacher.

My student, please let me help you.

Wu Wang Hai opened his arms, his long black hair danced like a group of snakes, and the boiling prison sea was even more crazy. His body fell rapidly, like a sword, and he was imprisoned in the sea.

The raging sea of hell suddenly calmed down.

The Prison Sea Sword is frantically absorbing the black energy undercurrent, it is like a bottomless black hole, greedily and frantically absorbing the surrounding energy undercurrent. The dark flame that wrapped the sword body was extremely dense at this time, and suddenly, Xiao Er's gaze skyrocketed, and he stared at the tip of the sword tightly.

The thick black flame at the original tip of the sword quietly solidified, as if it had re-condensed into the tip of the sword, but in the blink of an eye, the condensed tip of the sword disappeared again.

Wait a minute!

Wrong!

The condensed tip of the sword was still there, but it had become transparent, as transparent as air, and in this undercurrent of energy, it was almost imperceptible.

A wisp of blessed thought came, Xiao Er's body trembled, this wisp of thought he was extremely familiar with, from the life of the elementary school sword, like a marquee, swept in front of his eyes. Those dark and cold days, there was no joy, only suffocating penance, and this thought was the only trace of warmth in those days.

That's why he learned the Prison Sea Sword the best.

He never spoke to that thought, he just felt and listened silently.

All along, he thought that that wisp of thought was the sword intent of the Holy Sword Prison Sea.

Xiao Er's mouth trembled, he didn't speak, and after a while, he whispered to himself jerkyly: "Teacher, thank you." ”

Jing Hao watched as the Hellsea Sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings and transparent continued to take shape, and the Holy Blood Drink in his hand was struggling desperately, burning his palm, and he was indifferent, as if he didn't realize it. In his eyes, he only had the new sword that had been reborn from the black flames, and his eyes were full of admiration, and he could feel that the will of the sword itself had undergone this refining and had undergone an astonishing transformation. The reason why the Holy Blood Drink in his hand was so restless was because it sensed the appearance of a sword that could match it.

The Hellsea Sword, which has completed its evolution, floats quietly in the air.

The violent and chaotic energy undercurrent in this undercurrent area suddenly stabilized, and it was like a violent storm just now, but it was calm at this time.

The pressure on everyone's body was relaxed, but no one noticed that everyone's eyes were firmly attracted by the Prison Sea Sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings. It was like a real sword intent, guarding this undercurrent area.

Tang Tian glanced at Xiao Er and didn't make a sound.

The evolution of the Prison Sea Sword can be said to be like a tiger with wings, and his own strength has increased greatly, but Tang Tian does not have much joy. He and Xiao Er have a heart-to-heart connection, he can feel the wisp of thought, and he can also feel Xiao Er's mood.

He's ghostclawed.

He shook his head, dismissing the distractions in his mind. He couldn't help clenching his fists, Ghost Claw, I'm not a child anymore, I'm already an adult, I have my mission, I have my responsibility.

I'm going to take everyone and win!

Devilclaw, I'm going to do better than you expected!

The heart of a young man is as resolute as iron.

Tang Tian was silent, quietly came out of the undercurrent area, and looked in the direction of the estuary.

There, the battle has begun.

Boom, boom, boom.

The raindrop-like attack hit the fortress's light mask, which trembled constantly. Bu Zifei was glad in his heart, the other party only had one siege ship, and the destructive power was limited, otherwise, it would be troublesome today.

However, he also knew that even if there were no siege ships, it would be a matter of time before the fortress was breached. Three silver warships, six silver-class warships, such a luxurious configuration, it is absolutely impossible to be a pirate.

Bu Zifei even guessed that the main general of the enemy on the opposite side was most likely his acquaintance.

However, he soon discovered that the combat effectiveness of the Baoguang Township Regiment was stronger than he expected. After two arduous battles to defend the city in the Forest Sword Castle, the strength of the Baoguang Township Regiment has improved greatly.

It's not just the combat power on paper like the synchronization rate, but also the psychological element, and Bu Zifei knows how important this invisible combat power is. The fierce artillery fire of the other side did not make the soldiers of the Baoguang Township Regiment panic in any way, and they even teased each other with a relaxed face.

Moreover, the most superficial tactics designed by the soldiers against them are quite powerful under the astonishing synchronization rate.

Bu Zifei was immediately keenly aware that the Baoguang Township Regiment was also capable of posing a threat to the other party. Especially the synchronization rate, the amazing synchronization rate of the Baoguang Township Regiment means that they can gather more soldiers and deliver an amazingly powerful blow.

After discovering this, the outstanding appearance of the non-silver general was immediately revealed.

He first asked the Baoguang Township Regiment to attack in units of fifty people, and this kind of attack could pose a threat to the warship, but it could not pose a threat to the warship. The enemy's ships had to retreat, but the range of the ships was far inferior to the ships, which meant that the opponent's ships could not be used, and the threat of the enemy was suddenly sharply reduced.

The main general of the other side was obviously unwilling, and quickly reacted, and three battleships were used as meat shields to protect six warships.

Watching the other party keep pressing, a sneer appeared at the corner of Bu Zifei's mouth.

In order for the opponent to be able to reach the fortress within the range of the warship, it is necessary to keep the battleship close to the fortress.

The energy shield of the fortress was in danger of fierce attacks, and the counterattacks of the fortress became sporadic.

"Their men should run to maintain the energy shield, and if they do it at full strength, they can hold on for three minutes. The adjutant said.

"This is drinking doves to quench your thirst. Fudong Cave chuckled, his face was full of lightness, victory was in sight, as long as the energy shield was broken, the fortress would be like an open door to them.

Suddenly, there was a crisp crack, and the energy shield of the fortress shattered.

Fudong Cave's face froze, and then his face changed greatly: "Not good!"

Bu Zifei glanced at the time, twenty-two minutes, but at this time, he couldn't care about anything else.

A hint of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and he saw the soldiers around him who had completed synchronization and were covered in light, and said in a deep voice: "Ready!"

Ping! The energy shield is broken!

"Kill!"