The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master: Chapter 1257 roast the old turtle
Chapter 1257 Roast this old turtle to death
The deep sea **** water, which is thicker than the night and pure black, wraps the Bianhua flower shining with the light of heaven and earth, so that people can no longer see its color clearly. Seeing this, Qiongqi and the others couldn't help but shrink their pupils. Of course they knew that the Divine Water of the Underworld was the divine water of the Turtle of the Underworld.
The Turtle of the Underworld was forced to use all the divine water of its life. In this battle, even if Bei Tinghuang lost, it would be glorious!
After all, the Underworld Turtle is a great lord-level magical beast, and after so many years, even if it has not been promoted to the supreme state, its strength should be the perfect state of the great lord, only half a step away from the supreme.
As for Bei Tinghuang, she is just a one-sword god, and she has been promoted to the **** rank for less than a month.
Bei Tinghuang leaned against Yan Ye's arms, her eyes narrowed like stars in the dark night, and she stared at the water of the underworld enveloping the flowers of the other side with disdain, and let out a soft hum from her nostrils , the expression of disdain clearly explained her thoughts at this time, she didn't take Minghai Shenshui seriously at all.
"If he just thinks that the Nine-Color Nirvana Fire is just the Nine-Color Nirvana Fire, then he will lose!" Bei Tinghuang smiled faintly.
"Yeah!" Yan Ye followed Bei Tinghuang's gaze, and there was a layer of waves in the endless night-like water of the underworld, as if something was about to break out of it, a wave of water surged, and then It was layers of black mist that escaped from the Nether Sea God Water, and as the diffuse mist evaporated, the water surface of the Nether Sea God Water continued to drop.
"This, this, how is it possible?"
Not only Qiongqi and the others found it impossible, but even the Turtle of the Underworld found it inconceivable. A pair of mung bean eyes fixedly stared at a spot of bright color coming out of the water of Ming Haishen. This bright spot gradually became magnificent in his eyes, and became bigger in his pupils. A Bana flower the size of a washbasin pierced through The obstruction of the Divine Water of the Underworld, with the power of thunder, bombarded fiercely towards the Divine Turtle of the Underworld.
Boom!
This time, the earth-shattering sound resounded between the heavens and the earth, causing the entire Yancheng to tremble. A huge air wave spread out from the explosion point, and the ripples that emerged were like sea waves, rolling towards Qiongqi and the others. At this time, even Yan Ye was retreating rapidly.
The sky above the lake has been filled with three colors, fiery red, nine colors, and black mist. After the Bianhua touched the tortoise of the underworld, it exploded fiercely. The tortoise of the underworld was also smashed and rolled over in the lake. The flesh and blood spread out, and was thrown into the sky by the air waves, and fell on the ground like rain.
"ah!"
After the shrill voice was covered by the explosion, only a little lingering sound reached the ears of Qiongqi and the others, making the four people's hairs stand on end when they heard it. Bei Tinghuang's toughness, whenever everyone feels that they can't be tougher, she always challenges everyone's limits.
Four pairs of horrified eyes stared at the surface of the lake. Everyone could only see that the entire lake had been blown apart, and had been transpired to the point where only a shallow lake was left. The turtle is rolling over the lake, his body is covered with a layer of nine-colored flames, which are burning his fleshy turtle shell, and this flame is indeed the fire of heaven and earth, no matter how he rolls, the flames are attached to his body On the body, it is not extinguished.
(end of this chapter)