Pirate’s Brood Order

Chapter 340

The tide of sand exploded, and the wreckage at the end of the ship was sparse, and the sticky gravel filled the sea on one side of the coastline into a solid ground, exposing pieces of wood stubble inserted obliquely from barbeds.

Countless crushed and buried corpses were buried in the covered sand on the shore. People who had escaped the impact on both sides crawled out of the sand with trepidation, and ran away without even spitting out the sand in their mouths. Fang and the rebels ran away desperately at this time regardless of each other.

“King Qiwuhai, Sha Krokdal!” Farafra, who had escaped a catastrophe and drilled behind the rock, looked at the figure held in mid-air by the giant hand made of sand, gritted his teeth. The cheeks are bulging.

“Let’s go!” Ripah fought in a double-stranded battle, and he waved to evacuate behind the rebels who had survived the rest of his life.

Dio pulled his legs out of the sandpit, and a black line flicked across his indifferent pupils. He raised his head and glanced at Krokdal and the entire destroyed coastline without a trace.

Behind, a series of transformants that crawled out of the ground rushed towards Krocdal with fierceness and fearless death. Dalton’s nose with the ferocious horns on his head revealed two white breaths, and followed Walpo. Behind.

The sand-submerged sea is full of floating shipwrecks. The filthy sea suddenly oscillates, and the sea swells up high. The dripping sea sweeps the sand and shipwrecks down and pushes them to the shore, a terrifying horror. The sea beast gradually emerged from the water, making a deafening roar.

“Strange, why does the breath of Valbo seem to have changed?” The scorpion hook snapped off the throats of the two transformants. The face of the latter climbed on the poisonous and corrosive green, and the body twitched. On the ground, Krokdal’s sight was blocked by the flesh and blood wall of the transformant.

Krokdahl showed a touch of impatience on his face, and he stamped his feet severely, and suddenly sank in a radius of 100 meters, like a muddy swamp, and swallowed all the transformants in, while he himself turned into a violent killing. The position hitting the sea.

He saw the huge sea beast emerging from the coast opening his mouth to reveal a broad tongue fur. Walbo was stepping on the tongue fur, and a tauren-like monster was standing beside it.

Valbo turned his head and glanced at Krokdahl faintly. The indifferent look in his eyes gave Krokdahl a sense of deja vu. His face changed slightly, and he raised his hand and waved a hundred-meter-long desert machete to split it. The air is over.

The sea beast showed only a huge head, and more bodies were still hidden under the shadow of the sea. At this moment, hundreds of black cords penetrated the sea, like muscles and bones and sharp guillotine chains that instantly smashed the gravel. The solid machete is crushed into solidified sand that will fall to the ground.

The guillotine knife was smashed and then quickly retracted, the sea beast’s tongue retracted its mouth, and the hideous and sharp teeth seemed to close the gate of the landing.

“Want to escape?”

Krokdal snorted coldly, his arms raised, and the wind and sand swelled all over his body. The fine gravel condensed and spun into a poisonous needle that covered the sky and shot the sun toward the sea.

The sea beast closed his lips and his ugly head began to sink. Dalton stepped on a muscle, his whole figure smashed into a wall of air like a thrown shell, his chest swelled up like a blower, and steaming water vapor was exhaled from his nose. People opened their mouths in mid-air and let out a terrifying cow howl!

“Moo!”

The air wave was like an entity, and the entire air seemed to resonate and spread out in circles, and the poisonous needles that rushed suddenly shattered into fine sand and entangled Dalton, locking it upside down in the air in circles.

Krokodall looked towards the calming sea with a sullen face. He grabbed Dalton’s horns and fingers to make a cracking sound of “crack”, and said in a dark tone: “When did the drum kingdom appear such a group? Murloc warrior, tell me the inside story behind this, and I can forgive your life.”