Qin Ming, the nine-blooded son, was full of banter in his sword-like eyes, this time he returned from the battle of Black and White Hill, naturally full of pride!

Looking at the big ship that was crashing into her, Li Qinglian's face suddenly became gloomy, and her eyes looked towards the bow of the boat.

Before he could see what Qin Ming looked like, the monstrous blood wave that broke through the head of the warship had already blocked Li Qinglian's vision.

The blood waves were dozens of feet high, like a wall of blood that could not be seen, how could Li Qinglian's boat withstand such a huge wave? Only wood chips were left on the spot......

Li Qinglian's legs stepped hard, and the sea water within a radius of dozens of zhang burst in an instant, splashing into the sky, and the whole person rushed up like an angry dragon in the air.

But before it could step on the bow of the ship, the hundred-zhang warship crashed into it at an extremely fast speed, like a great wilderness immortal mountain that had fallen with a bang.

Li Qinglian's face was ugly, there was no way, she had to turn around, and for a moment the demon dragon was haunted, and her legs stepped on the bow keel fiercely!

The ship bones made of immortal wood and covered with immortal patterns were stepped out by Li Qinglian with two deep footprints, and her body shot towards the direction of Xingluo Island like an arrow from the string!

The air around his body exploded three times in succession, and the layers of air rings spread rapidly, and his body disappeared after plunging into the endless blood mist.

The entire warship was paused by Li Qinglian's powerful stomp, but it was useless.

On the bow of the ship, looking at the figure shot into the endless blood mist, the corners of Qin Ming's mouth hooked up a playful smile and said: "Clever boy, a good show is just gone......

The warship still rode the wind and waves, slowly moving forward......

In Xingluo Island and Hanhai Dock, all kinds of disciples are in a hurry, and even the monks of the Dao Hidden Realm are not a few, which can be described as full of people......

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sound of air explosion from far and near came from above the sea, and I saw a streamer rushing towards the dock at an extremely terrifying speed!

The wave of qi set off was enough to plow the endless sea of blood out of a ravine dozens of zhang deep, and then smashed to the ground, knocking many disciples away, all of them were scolding, and the blood rushed into the sky, obviously about to be beaten.

can see the figures in the streamer, but one by one they died down and left in a gloomy manner, not daring to say a word, it was Li Qinglian!

I saw that at this moment, Li Qinglian's body was full of water droplets, and her smooth black hair was also wet, and she was brushed and pasted on her face.

The left foot trembled slightly, and it was blue and purple, swollen like a small steamed bun......

A body of essence was contained in the joints, the injury was slowly recovering, Li Qinglian's face was extremely gloomy, her eyes were full of cold light, she didn't say a word, silently walked to the dock, and stood there quietly!

Even the temperature around her body dropped a lot, and everyone looked at Li Qinglian in surprise, what is the situation? Who provoked this young master?

In this Blood Cloud Sect, even Yan Chuan was letting Li Qinglian go, who would dare to provoke him?

At this moment, the endless blood mist was suddenly broken, and a hundred-zhang warship slowly sailed in, it was Qin Ming's warship.

For a while, Qin Ming's figure on the bow of the ship attracted the attention of everyone present, it can be said that everyone in the Blood Cloud Sect knows about it, no one knows it, the old nine Qin Ming among the nine bloods!

Looking at Li Qinglian on the dock again, with a gloomy face, something is wrong......

Qin Ming stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the familiar scene in front of him, his eyes were full of comfort, this expedition was unusually smooth!

was about to get off the boat, but at this moment, the corners of Li Qinglian's mouth were hooked with a sneer,

He took two steps forward, and his hands grabbed the keel of the warship with both hands, and the immortal patterns on the warship were all pinched and shattered.

As if sensing the danger, the warship actually opened the defensive array, and a thin film like an eggshell rose in an instant, and the fairy light flowed......

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Ming's eyes, and everyone in the boat was also puzzled, at this moment, the entire hull of the ship actually tilted up, as if it was soaring through the clouds!

I saw that Li Qinglian's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and the dock under her feet was all shattered into sawdust, and the earth in a radius of dozens of zhang sank.

The hundred-zhang warship was actually lifted up by him, and all the disciples stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief, Li Qinglian's small body was completely disproportionate to the huge warship!

But it lifted it up alive, like an ant lifting an elephant to the heart, what kind of terrifying power does Li Qinglian's body contain?

Endless blood water fell from the stern of the boat, turning into bursts of blood mist, and with the tilt of the hull, everyone on the boat finally noticed Li Qinglian, wasn't it the person who was knocked into the air just now? Qin Ming's face was extremely ugly, and he just wanted to speak.

But it was too late, I saw that the muscles on Li Qinglian's arms burst out like a dragon, accompanied by a low roar, her waist twisted, her body rotated, stepped forward with one foot, and slapped the warship held high above her head upside down!

The air was shattered in pieces, forming a deafening sonic boom!

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering bang, the rubble splashed, and countless monks fled, only to see that the warship was fiercely slammed upside down by Li Qinglian, and cracks like spider webs spread on the ground.

The monks on the ship were all staggered by the shock! Qin Ming also tried his best to control his body, but before he could stand firmly, the battleship was lifted by Li Qinglian again!

At this moment, Li Qinglian used a body of three heads and six arms, the demon dragon was coiled, and the six hands were all clasped to the bow keel.

"Bump me?"

"Boom!"

The hundred-zhang warship slammed into the ground again, accompanied by a splash of rubble the size of a house!

The shield finally couldn't withstand the impact, and it shattered, and Li Qinglian took the warship on wheels, like a toy, rolling and smashing everywhere!

Frightened the monks into running in all directions, if this is smashed, it will be light to turn into flesh!

From time to time, the figure of a monk was thrown out, all of them had a blue nose and swollen face, countless hull parts flew out, fairy patterns shattered, and sawdust flew one after another......

"Boom!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Li Qinglian threw aside the keel that was only half of the broken hand, crushing a craggy mountain cliff!

The land was in a mess, there were fragments of the ship's hull everywhere, Li Qinglian actually destroyed a hundred-zhang warship with his own strength, and the gray-faced monks got up one by one, all looking at Li Qinglian angrily!

"Bang!"

A piece of immortal wood was suddenly rushed away, deep into the mountain wall, and endless blood light rushed into the sky like an angry dragon!

"Doll, you're looking for death!" Qin Ming said with a hideous face, the aura around his body was extremely turbulent, like an angry sea, but at the moment, he was gray-headed, where was there any cold look!

"Roaring ......"

With a roar of the dragon, a blood-colored dragon rushed out of its body, coiling around its body, the dragon's body was hideous, there were nine zhang two, it was the innate Qi dragon!

As soon as the Qi Dragon came out, all the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles converged towards it, forming a spiritual cloud that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, extremely terrifying, this Qin Ming was obviously not a bag!

Li Qinglian looked at Qin Ming, her eyes were full of cold light, and she said in a deep voice: "Dao Law: Nine Rods Blood Prison!"

Qin Ming's expression was grim, and he just wanted to make a move, but the spirit around his body instantly evolved into nine blood-colored long sticks, and they were inserted without warning!

The body was locked in it, unable to move, and an extremely powerful binding force blessed it.

Qin Ming's expression was shocked, but it was not a matter of fact, his momentum exploded, and the blood staff was instantly flushed with cracks!

The mouth opened slightly, and a red light slashed towards Li Qinglian at a lightning speed, and everywhere it passed, the void was all distorted, which was extremely terrifying.

But Li Qinglian had no intention of defending herself at all, and slowly stretched out her left hand and said in a deep voice: "Dao Law: Justice from the sky!"

With Li Qinglian's outstretched little hand, the aura within a radius of several miles instantly turned into nothingness, and a huge cloud qi hand that was a hundred feet tall was instantly formed!

The thunder light of the thickness of the grinding disc shone on it, shining on the sky, and then it clenched into a fist, and the air was pinched and burst, making a deafening sound, and smashed towards Qin Ming!

At this moment, a trace of horror finally appeared in Qin Ming's eyes, he felt the breath that could threaten his life in that giant hand, and his body struggled hard, but the nine blood rods were all cracked, but they were still not broken.

I had to shout in a low voice: "Dao Law: Eighteen Yama Palace!"

I saw that there were eighteen magnificent and ghostly halls above his head, each of which was a hundred zhang huge, covering the sky, and it was terrifying.

But it still couldn't stop the smashing of the cloud qi giant hand, and the roar sounded like a firecracker, and the eighteen-story ghost hall was all shattered, hitting Qin Ming's body fiercely!

All the monks only felt that the ground under their feet trembled, and the whole person seemed to jump up as if they had been shaken......

The whole process was fast and scary, and before everyone could react, there was no Qin Ming in the field, and the big hand of the cloud qi slowly dissipated.

I saw that in the hundred-zhang huge pit, the blood in Qin Ming's mouth, whose body was twisted and unshaped, flowed out as if he didn't want money, and his eyes were full of disbelief, he was beaten like this by a seventeen or eight-year-old doll today?

The monks who escaped from the boat outside the venue were all Qin Ming's people, so naturally they couldn't see Qin Ming being beaten, and they were all angry, obviously wanting to do it!

But at this time, Guo Ruoyue's figure rushed into the room, with a sad look on her face, her lips moving slightly, obviously transmitting sound.

The next moment, the monks who were still angry at the previous moment were as lifeless as frosted eggplants, and they didn't even dare to look at them.

They can't afford to mess with the blood grief, and the blood basking is even more so!

Li Qinglian slowly walked to the edge of the pit, grabbed it with one hand, and Qin Ming's noodle-like body was grabbed by him, and his neck was clasped like iron tongs.

Qin Ming's eyes were full of madness, and he roared wildly: "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Dare to touch me? I want you to live in peace for the ninth generation!"

An extremely strange black incantation appeared on the broken noodle-like body, like a tadpole, and Li Qinglian actually felt a sense of uneasiness rise from the bottom of her heart......