When the five quasi-emperors of the Shark Race saw that Qin Feng was about to take action, they decisively revealed the true form of the Shark Race.
Different from the previous Sharman women, in addition to their legs transforming into fish tails, they also have some extra scales on their faces and their bodies are also stronger.
"Amitabha!"
Master No. 3 clasped his hands together and said with disappointment on his face: "No wonder the women of the Sharman tribe are very popular, but the men are very safe!"
Damn it!
What does this bald donkey mean!?
Everyone was shocked and subconsciously took a few steps back.
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Suddenly there was lightning and thunder over the North Sea, and a large array of golden light flashed into the sky.
I saw the five quasi-emperors of the Shark race rising into the sky on the waves and arriving at five different directions of the Poseidon Formation.
As they all performed a finger gesture, the Poseidon War suddenly shone with a dazzling light.
Before Qin Feng and others could react, the dazzling light swallowed them up.
When they opened their eyes again, the people had already pushed out of the North Sea.
The entire Beihai is also surrounded by a golden dome, and even a soul-cultivating emperor-level powerhouse like Miss Xinyan cannot break it.
"what's the situation!?"
Qin Feng frowned slightly, not understanding what happened.
"Ahem!"
Mu Xiu coughed immediately, knowing that it was time to perform by herself.
"God stick!"
Master Sannong rolled his eyes and recited Amitabha.
"Ahem!"
Mu Xiu was too lazy to answer the third question and cleared his throat and said: "The reason why the Shark tribe has always dominated the North Sea is not because of how powerful they are, but because they claim to be the descendants of the Poseidon!"
"Poseidon!?"
Qin Feng looked stunned and said: "Could it be that this formation was personally arranged by Poseidon from the upper realm!?"
"No!"
Mu Xiu shook his head and pretended to be profound: "This formation can be said to have been arranged by Poseidon himself, but it was not arranged by Poseidon's lower realm."
"Can you speak human language!"
Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, he really couldn't stand this magic stick.
"All right!"
Seeing that he was about to be beaten, Mu Xiu said numbly: "After Poseidon ascended to the upper world, the Shark tribe successfully contacted Poseidon through a blood sacrifice. In the end, a ray of Poseidon's soul was attracted to possess a close relative, thus setting up a trap.
This formation will preserve its position as the overlord of the North Sea."
"Possessed by a divine soul!?"
Qi Xiuyuan frowned slightly and said: "How can we say that if we push the Sharks into a hurry, they can summon the sea god from the upper world to come through a blood sacrifice!?"
"What are you thinking about!"
Mu Xiu rolled his eyes and said: "In order to lure down a ray of the Poseidon's soul, the Shark tribe sacrificed tens of billions of creatures with blood. Afterwards, the Poseidon was attacked by the laws of heaven and earth, and almost completely destroyed."
"No wonder..."
Qin Feng was not surprised by this.
If people from the upper realm can really come down at will, then there won't be only one immortal coming down in two years.
Long Aotian would not be able to come back and resurrect his beloved after being gone for so many years.
"Amitabha!"
Master No. 3 clasped his hands together and hinted wildly: "Don't say they can't let the sea god from the upper world come. Even if they have the sea god come, as long as the poor monk has a few artifacts in his hand, he can definitely kill them both physically and mentally."
"Well……"
Mu Xiu and Qi Xiuyuan's eyes twitched, knowing that the bald donkey demon had become sick again.
"We'd better go back first!"
Qin Feng simply chose to ignore it.
Seeing the sun about to rise in the sky, I took out the divine wind boat and tried to go back to Wuling Holy Land for breakfast.
at this time--
When the five quasi-emperors of the Shark Race saw Qin Feng leaving, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, the formation was launched in time, otherwise it would have been another fierce battle!"
"This Northern War God is a bit crazy, but he does have the capital to be crazy!"
"Yes, the quasi-emperors around this person are not simple things!"
"If I'm not mistaken, the one holding the sword is Qi Xiuyuan, the human sword master, who is known as the number one person under the Great Emperor!"
"And that bald donkey, he should be the newly emerged demonic monk in red, the Third Master, a flowery monk who kills without blinking an eye!"
"Those are nothing. Have you seen that magic stick? He should be Mu Xiu among the four figures, the best fortune teller in ancient times!"
"As expected of the legendary Long Aotian, he has managed to recruit so many masters!"
"But I heard that these three people used to hang out with Qin Feng, the first genius in ancient times. Why are they hanging out with Ye Chen now?!"
"That's because Qin Feng is dead and good birds choose trees to roost in!"
"Can the enemy of your enemy be your friend?!"
"Okay, I heard that Qin Feng is a person who helps people in need."
"But the prerequisite is that Qin Feng can be cured, and only he can compete with Ye Chen!"
"..."
While the Sharks were discussing how to deal with Ye Chen, Ye Chen was looking for the whereabouts of the Black Flag Army.
"Where did he go!?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly and searched for several days but couldn't find it.
Since Qin Feng notified Ye Long in advance, Ye Long had already broken the Black Flag Army into pieces, trying to delay Qin Feng's arrival.
"grass!"
What Ye Long hates is the itching of his teeth.
He, the majestic first son of the Yin Yue Dynasty, has never been so embarrassed.
Fortunately, Qin Feng gave him a script and told him to act according to it when he met Ye Chen.
"My lord, you are so evil!"
Ye Long looked at the script with sympathy on his face and mourned three minutes of silence for Ye Chen in his heart.
It’s not good to offend anyone, but Qin Laoliu is the one to offend!
Well now, I have no intention of confronting you head-on, but a tailor-made script for you.
It also reminded him of his past self, who thought he had control of everything, but in fact he had been living in Qin Laoliu's routine.
"Aqiu!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but sneeze, wondering whose little wife missed him again.
at this time--
They had successfully returned to Wuling Holy Land before breakfast without arousing anyone's suspicion.
The first thing I did when I came back was to check the Kunpeng in the Qiudou sack.
I saw Kunpeng struggling desperately inside, trying to escape from the Qiudou sack.
But it's a pity that Qin Feng originally made the autumn bean sack carefully to prevent those chosen ones from escaping.
Not to mention Kunpeng, who does not have the aura of a protagonist, even Ye Chen, who has a mythical aura, once he enters the Qiudou sack, he will never be able to come out of it with his own abilities.
Because it is a particularly huge space inside, it is divided into countless small spaces.
Even if these small spaces are forcibly blasted open, they will recover quickly within a very short time.
It's like entering a maze, which not only changes at any time, but also quickly repairs the walls.
"Still struggling!"
Qin Feng saw that Kunpeng still had fighting power, so he decisively opened the map of mountains and rivers and released thousands of female ghosts into it.
Although their soul attacks are not as strong as Miss Xinyan's, the ants can still kill an elephant, not to mention that this elephant was injured by Miss Xinyan.
Woohoo...
A Kun screamed, extremely miserable.
Kunpeng struggled desperately to leave here.
But the female ghost sister is like a little black child. Not only does she follow it closely, but she also launches soul attacks continuously without any branches...