"Bastard!" The Crab King of the South China Sea glared at Jiawu: "Are you questioning Gu? Jiawu, you are so brave!"

Jia Wu suddenly stood up, and the broken crab claws pointed to the King of Crabs in the Sea, and the tiger's eyes widened and shouted:

"You dare to pretend to be your Majesty! You are so brave!"

"You--" The King of Crabs in the South China Sea couldn't help but change his face. He subconsciously turned around and glanced at the queen: You're giving me a hint!

Also remind me of yarn!

The queen smiled bitterly. It was already exposed that such a simple and important question could not be answered immediately...

"Who are you!" Pliers gritted their teeth and stared at the "King of Crabs in the South China Sea": "Isn't it true to be a real person!"

"Just! Of course, the Lord is the Lord of the South China Sea!" The "King of Crabs in the South China Sea" said with sedately, and glanced back in secludedly, but saw that at some point Beilong had blocked the necessary path to the queen's harem. He leaned against the door and smoked. When the "King of Crabs in the South China Sea" glanced over, Beilong blinked at him.

The corners of the "King of Crabs in the South China Sea" twitched concealed twice, and then looked at Jia Wu who was blocking his face. Jia Wu stared at him fiercely as if he was staring at his father's enemy. The crab claws threatened to open and close.

In front of it, there is General Jiawu, known as the most powerful general in the South China Sea, and behind it, there is an alien who has a palm that suppresses the gods and breaks the sword formation with breath... The "King of Crabs in the South China Sea" couldn't help but sigh deeply, reaching out to connect with the queen's fingers:

"If you are not careful, you will lose everything!"

The sea priests he brought surrounded him and protected the "King of the South China Sea" and the Queen.

"Gu can admit that he is not the Crab King of the South China Sea, but look at Gu!" "Crab King of the South China Sea" raised a thin hand and gestured from head to toe: "Where is Gu not the Crab King of the South China Sea?"

His words were exactly what Zhengzi and Jiawu were confused. The two looked at each other, and Jiawu shouted sternly: "What evil method did you use? You can actually have a body shape, body shape, and your voice, appearance, smile and appearance are the same as your Majesty?"

"Do you want to know?" "The Crab King in the South China Sea" smiled proudly: "But you will never know!"

Before he finished speaking, the priests surrounding him suddenly exploded together!

"Boom boom boom..."

With the self-destruction of the sea priests, their blood turned into countless blood-red bubbles!

In an instant, countless blood-red bubbles enveloped the space within a radius of ten feet. Jiawu was immediately trapped by the blood-red bubbles. These blood-red bubbles not only made them unable to see or hear, but also stuck them together and unable to move! Jiawu wanted to crack violently, but these blood-red bubbles were not affected at all. What scared Jiawu and Zhengwu even more was that the blood-red bubbles were corrosive!

Just for a moment, their skin became so painful that it was even covered with blood blisters!

Oh no! It's the legend of the Sea Priest [Blood Sacrifice Wusheng]! Jia Wu couldn't help but change his face. He remembered this legend. It is said that the sea priests can choose to self-destruct blood sacrifice the sea god at the critical moment of life and death. The blood-red bubbles that turn out after self-destruct seem to come from hell and can kill all the trapped creatures!

This is a way to die together!

What should I do... Jiawu felt so heartbroken. It doesn't matter if he died. Who will lead the army to fight against the East China Sea? What's more, His Majesty has passed away and the eldest prince is dead here. Wouldn't the South China Sea be destroyed?

However, at this moment, a dazzling fire suddenly appeared in his eyes. The blood-red bubbles under the fire were like ice and snow melting rapidly in the scorching sun. Jia Wu was both shocked and afraid: Could this fire be the fire of hell?

The fire became closer and closer, and the blood-red bubbles that finally blocked Jia Wu's eyes were also refined into gas. Jia Wu finally saw where the fire came from. It turned out that there was a golden flame ten feet tall burning on the alien brother's alien brother. The terrifying blood-red bubbles were as explosive and fragile as bubbles blown by a child with a bubble stick under the golden flame of the alien brother!

The alien brothers are really gods! Jia Wu was so excited that he almost cried. He knew that he had settled this brother!

In a blink of an eye, Beilong's fire dragon's true energy dispelled the blood-red bubbles, and Jiawu and the pliers were saved. At this time, they saw the ground full of rotten cloth strips left by the sea priests themselves, but no corpses were left. They were all dissolved by the blood-red bubbles at the first time. It can be imagined that if they were trapped for a longer time, they would be dissolved so that only their clothes would be left...

Beilong frowned and glanced at the mess on the ground: "The fake Crab King and the Queen have taken the opportunity to escape."

Only then did Jiawu and Zhengzi realize that the rotten cloth strips were all blue of the sea priests and not as red as the royal family.

"I really didn't expect that this guy who pretended to be His Majesty could actually drive the sea priests to sacrifice themselves to cover him and escape..." Jia Wu was very upset. When he said this, he suddenly remembered: "He can still escape safely in the Blood Sacrifice Wusheng. Could this guy who pretended to be His Majesty be... the high priest?"

"Let's go!" Bei Long's heart moved, and he pulled Jia Wu with one hand and rushed towards the altar with a lightning speed!

Jiawu felt as if he was flying in the clouds. The strong wind whipped his cheek hard, making his big face and his red eyes unable to open. When he could see clearly, he had already reached the altar.

Here, he saw the sea priest captured by Yumeng Army, the armor guarding the feet of the sea god statue, and the wrinkled old face lying on the ground wearing a red king's robe.

"High Priest?" Jiawu was shocked: "Why would the high priest lie here in a royal robe?"

"General," Jia Wei looked at Beilong: "This is what appeared after the Dragon Mother Bell was broken by this friend..."

Beilong pondered for two seconds and said, "If I was not mistaken, this is the real high priest, and the real Majesty in the queen's bedroom is also the real Majesty."

Zhengzi was shocked and subconsciously grabbed Beilong's arm and asked, "Master Long, what do you mean?"

"In my hometown, there is a magical technique called [Soul Transfer Technique], which can exchange the bodies and souls of two people." At this time, the advantages of many online articles I have read were reflected. Beilong easily figured out a truth: "In other words, the body of the high priest and the soul of His Majesty are lying here, and what we met in the queen's bedroom was His Majesty's body and the soul of the high priest!"
Chapter completed!