The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe felt anxious and hated this Northern War God.
They are different from this damn Northern War God. They need to protect the people in the North Sea.
Once Kunpeng is allowed to launch that energy egg, let alone the people in Beihai, it will be good if they can survive.
Woohoo...
Kunpeng was in a furious state at this time and didn't care who the other party was.
It was originally in a good mood today, eating seafood and singing songs, but who knew it would be beaten the next second.
What are you doing!
Bullying a solitary beast, right?
Now it just wants to destroy everything and tell the world that the mythical beast is not to be messed with if it lives alone.
Rumble!
The wind and clouds change colors and shine brightly.
I saw the energy egg in Kunpeng's mouth shot out at extremely high speed, hitting the North Sea like a comet hitting the earth.
"No, retreat, retreat, retreat!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Xiu and others quickly and decisively escaped.
"Nima!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe scolded their mothers angrily.
I thought that this group of people would be dead if they offended Kunpeng, but who knew that they would divert the disaster eastward and let the Shark tribe bear the losses.
But this is not the time to cause trouble for the other party, they must find a way to stop this energy egg.
"Poseidon is coming!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Shark Race separated quickly and executed a finger gesture in unison.
Rumble!
A deafening roar resounded throughout the void, and golden light pillars shot out from the North Sea.
I saw the pillars of light turning into mysterious runes, quickly forming a large formation exuding divine power.
Boom!!
The energy egg hit the formation hard, and huge waves swept across the entire North Sea.
Between heaven and earth, the situation changes!
The strong wind whipped up huge waves, one wave after another.
< br> “What a terrifying attack!”
Qin Feng rode the Suzaku and retreated quickly, and he could feel the strong storm from a distance.
"puff!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe spurted out a mouthful of blood and successfully blocked Kunpeng's attack.
"It's my turn!"
Qin Feng immediately took the map of mountains and rivers from Xiaobai and shouted: "Come out, the decision is yours, Mrs. Long!"
"Mrs. Dragon!?"
Mu Xiu and others looked at each other in confusion, wondering when Qin Feng had hooked up with his wife.
It's just that the other party didn't show Qin Feng's face, and after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
"There is no other way but to use that trick!"
Qin Feng sighed helplessly, and could only say viciously: "Miss Xinyan, you don't want Zhenzhen, Lianlian, Aiai, their souls to die, right?"
"Shameless!!"
The sound of Miss Xinyan gnashing her teeth came from the map of mountains and rivers.
"What a bastard. It's useless to talk nice. I have to use a trick!"
Qin Feng originally didn't want the villain order, but Miss Xinyan insisted on giving it.
"what?!"
The expressions of the five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe suddenly changed, and they also felt an unusual aura.
Boom!!
Before all parties could react, a terrifying soul attack swept out from the Shanhe Sheji Map.
"This is soul cultivation!!"
Mu Xiu, No. 3, and Qi Xiuyuan exclaimed with wide eyes, looking at Qin Feng as if they were looking at monsters.
They thought that they were Qin Feng's biggest support, but who knew that he also brought an emperor-level master of soul cultivation with him.
At the same time, they couldn't help but feel happy in their hearts. Thanks to the conscious acceptance of the Immortal Slave Seal, otherwise
If Qin Feng is offended, who knows what will happen.
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for taking advantage of the fact that the Chosen Son was not at home, forcing his beloved to compromise, and gaining 200,000 villain points!"
"Madam, you have compromised again!"
Qin Feng's happy mouth couldn't help but turn up, he just likes this kind of happiness that your wife and I support.
Woohoo...
Kunpeng suddenly let out a scream, like the cry of a whale falling.
Miss Xinyan's terrifying soul power hit Kunpeng directly, causing him so much pain that he fell heavily from the void.
The huge body fell into the North Sea like Mount Tai, causing huge waves to roar. .??.
Even though Kunpeng can rely on his body that can cover the sky and the sun, and possess the combat power of more than a dozen people, he is still at his mercy in front of Miss Xinyan, an emperor-level soul cultivator.
"Emperor level soul cultivator!!"
The five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe stared and exclaimed, unable to believe their eyes.
Although the Sharks don't have much contact with the outside world, they do know some news about the great emperors of various races.
It can be said that throughout the ancient times, we have never heard of any emperor-level soul cultivators.
How did this soul cultivator appear out of thin air!?
"Autumn bean sack!"
Qin Feng's voice suddenly resounded throughout the world, and he threw a cloth bag into the air.
I saw the cloth bag floating in the air, opening its mouth to devour it wildly. The target was clearly the fallen Kunpeng.
Woohoo...
Kunpeng lost his previous momentum and struggled desperately in the sea.
Boom!!
I saw Kunpeng constantly inciting the fish's tail, trying to break away from the terrifying suction of Qiudou sack.
Every time the fish tail is raised and lowered, it still hits the sea surface like a huge hammer, setting off huge waves of 10,000 meters high.
"Still want to run!"
The corners of Qin Feng's mouth formed a Dragon King smile, and he drew out a finger tip and pointed it on the Qiudou sack. .
Rumble!
The North Sea churned violently again, and the terrifying suction force strengthened again.
Even though Kunpeng had the peak strength of a quasi-emperor and was the largest divine beast in ancient times, his soul was severely damaged at this time and he could only watch as he was sucked in.
Contrary to imagination, the Qiudou sack not only sucked Kunpeng into it, but there was no sign of it even bulging.
"No!"
Everyone in the audience widened their eyes and exclaimed, seriously doubting whether they were dreaming.
That was Kunpeng in its complete form, and he actually put it in with only a cloth bag.
"nailed it!"
Qin Feng happily took the Qiudou sack and turned to look at the five quasi-emperors of the Sharman tribe.
"not good!"
The expressions of the five quasi-emperors of the Shark Race suddenly changed, and they quickly used their strength to activate the formation again.
Not only did they have a bad impression of the Northern War God, they also witnessed with their own eyes how unruly he had just been.
Fortunately, they still have a large formation to protect them. Even if they can't defeat the Northern War God, they can still stop him from wreaking havoc in Beihai.
"Huh!"
Qin Feng looked at the formation very curiously.
He didn't expect that this formation would be so strong, and that it could be used again after taking one of Kunpeng's eggs.
"These people are really..."
Qin Feng kept making sounds of condemnation in his heart.
Knowing that he has no resistance, but still insisting on showing off such a good thing in front of him, isn't this forcing him to refine weapons in the Sharman Clan?!
"Northern War God!"
The quasi-emperor of the Shark Race said: "This formation is the Poseidon Formation. You saw Kunpeng's attack just now. If you don't want to bring trouble on yourself, leave Beihai as soon as possible."
"This is looking down on my Kunpeng!"
Qin Feng rolled his eyes and said: "Be careful, I release Kunpeng and let it lay another egg..."