Bright Era

The most shocking thing is that these old people wear a lot of powerful magic devices. Rings, bracelets, belts, amulets, and even their buttons are all active and powerful amulets. In Este's mocking words, every hair of these old guys was shining with the radiance of mithril, and the magic devices on their bodies could buy ten Gaul empires.

As the ancient Shenyin family, as the descendants of the gods, and as the wealthy family that has controlled Miyin Mountain for countless years, the elders of the Silver Iris family, whether in personal strength or equipment, give people a feeling of inability to speak.

"Where is Mithril Mountain?" Lin Qi asked in a low voice, looking at the group of elderly people who were full of wind.

"Elder Abit, that's the old zombie gentleman with all the hair out and the scalp like a shriveled orange peel!" Este rarely introduced the most lofty old man in the valley with a joking tone.

"I don't know how old he is, but the second elder seems to be his grandson too. I don't know if there are older ancestors in the family, but Aibit is the oldest old man in the family. He takes it with him and keeps it all on his feet."

Glancing fearfully at the tall and thin old man who was as old as a zombie, Esther warned: "Be careful of him, be careful of all his actions. It may be that he stayed with Mithril Mountain for too long. Once his magic and martial arts hit someone, anyone injured by him will turn into a Mithril statue!"

Lin Qi gasped, while Mr. Mo looked at Este in astonishment.

Anyone injured by Abit will become a Mithril statue? Mr. Mo suddenly remembered his laboratory inlaid with mithril plates. In order to build that laboratory, Mr. Mo was cheated and kidnapped. How many lawless things did Mr. Mo do to get so much mithril?

But anyone injured by Abit will become a Mithril statue?

If this old guy is short of money and spends, he goes to the street and kills a few people, wouldn't he be able to buy a kingdom?

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree suddenly laughed coldly: "Is that so? Great, this old guy is not worried. He has been controlled by Miyin Mountain! Obviously, Miyin Mountain's master consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep, only instinct consciousness Maintaining his own functions. This old guy, I suspect that every cell of his has turned into Mithril."

"Cell?" Lin Qi asked curiously.

"Wrong wording!" The sweet-scented osmanthus trunk returned to Lin Qi, "Don't ask these extraneous questions, let's talk to Aibit, as long as we awaken the master control consciousness of Miyin Mountain, he will be completely secreted. Yinshan control."

The Hall of Doomsday Apocalypse said solemnly: "Before awakening the Mithril Mountain, get the Mithril puppets first. This is a top priority."

Long Ya also said dryly: "Yes, he has slept for so long anyway, I think there is nothing wrong with sleeping longer."

Lin Qi nodded, these three guys are really loyal.

In the valley, the clansmen of the Silver Iris family greeted each other according to their seniority and the amount of power they held. More than a thousand clansmen who mastered the actual affairs of the family greeted each other messily for a long time. These talents are like stars Surrounded by Aibit and more than a hundred other gloomy old people walked into the castle.

The gate of the castle closed suddenly, and the guards of the Silver Iris family laid a heavy line of defense around the castle. A large group of silver beasts flew above the castle, and there were even several silver dragons shining with silver light.

There are so many guards and monsters near the castle that the sun shines on them, and the reflected silver light dyes the entire valley silver, and the water in the small lake becomes a pool of pure silver solution. It's no different. Lin Qi looked at the dazzling silver valley and couldn't help but laughed mockingly: "It's a low-key tribal meeting, really low-key!"

Esther narrowed her eyes and sighed feebly and silently.

This is her family, a strong, rich, old, conservative family with a rotten atmosphere throughout. She wants to change, she wants to grow a family, she wants to work hard to lead a family that is truly powerful. But what can she do? She is just a teenage girl, she is only regarded as a tool that can be used in the family, she has unfortunately encountered Lin Qi and the demons!

What can she do? She has done well enough!

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry for you!" Lin Qi glanced at Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo smiled. He took a few powerful demons and demigods into the shadow of the tree. A big bucket of secret medicine was neatly formed by Mr. Mo around the valley. Each bucket of potion weighs hundreds of catties, and according to Mr. Mo's test, the mist released by every gram of potion into the air can make several Abyssal Demon Cows unconscious.

Mr. Mo felt that after following Lin Qi, this was the happiest period of his life!

There are not only expensive funds, but also an abyss potion that cannot be wasted! This kind of medicine, which Mr. Mo called the "Dream God Blessing", had been prepared before, but because the raw materials were too expensive, he just prepared a few small bottles.

But now, Lin Qi has collected countless abyssal medicinal materials from the abyssal world and let Mr. Mo toss. How ever did Mr. Mo think that a small bottle of Dream God's blessing potion worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins in a secret auction on the western continent, he could actually Is it constantly deployed in units of one hundred catties?

Too extravagant, too extravagant, too wasteful!

But Mr. Mo likes this feeling!

Tens of thousands of catties of Dream God’s blessings were simultaneously immersed in the air, turning the entire valley into a world covered by Dream God. This magnificent and gorgeous scene made Mr. Mo shiver with excitement when he thought of it, as if he was number one in the past. The same time I was dating Etreis’s mother, even the bladder could not help but bursts of bulge!

"Please accept the little gift from Mr. Mo, you **** grandchildren!"

Unconsciously, Mr. Mo also learned the donkey mantra.

When it was dark, Lin Qi once again sneaked into the castle with the donkey and rabbit.

There was no ghost shadow in the corridor of the castle, and all the servants gathered in the hall on the first floor quietly waiting for the call. In the conference hall on the top floor of the castle, the clan assembly of the Silver Iris family is underway. The venue was covered by magic enchantment, and no sound could be heard. No one knew what they were discussing or arguing.

Perhaps because of too much trust in the magic traps in the castle, the Silver Iris family did not keep any guards inside the castle.

Lin Qi easily passed through the magic trap he had cracked several times in the past two days, and came to the door of the underground army cave of the Silver Iris family.

This is a heavy gate made of mithril but wrapped in bronze. It is 100 meters wide and 100 meters high. It is conceivable that once this gate is opened, the mighty mithril puppets will turn into a silver When the torrent rushes out, what an amazing sight will be.

The two rabbits rushed down, and they lay on the door densely covered with various magic forbidden to toss for a while, and this heavy door opened a gap silently. Da Hei and Xiao Hei jumped in. As they walked, Da Hei muttered, "It's too easy, it's too simple. It is true that one generation is not as good as one generation. Now human beings, have they all evolved into pigs? They? Magic circle, oops!"

Xiao Hei sighed with emotion: "What a wonderful world, what a wonderful era, their magic circles have all declined into this way, dear brother, this is our era! Let us steal all the empires. Treasure house!"

The two rabbits looked at each other with teary eyes for a while, and then hugged each other with tears of emotion.

Lin Qi kicked the two rabbits out with a brutal kick, and then he strode into the cave of the soldiers.

"Let's get started!" Lin Qi mumbled lowly.

Various colors of light spurted from Lin Qi's body, the halo spread rapidly, and where the halo reached, a mithril puppet with a height ranging from 3 to 50 meters flew up and turned into a little silver light. Melted into Lin Qi's body.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree happily waved its rhizomes, a high-pitched horn sounded above the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, and the golden thundercloud above Longya suddenly expanded dozens of times, and hundreds of half-god dragons surrounded it. Longya circled frantically, constantly emitting cheerful dragon roars.

Silver torrents continuously poured into the bodies of the sweet-scented osmanthus trees, and Lin Qi watched them quickly grow taller and bigger, and their auras gradually became stronger. Gradually, they exuded an aura that Lin Qi could not predict, so ancient, so vicissitudes, and even a large swath of starlight entwined them, Lin Qi looked at them, and seemed to see the mystery of the entire world.

Longya's voice sounded slowly: "I will open the energy conversion furnace, and I will convert one-third of mythril into energy for us to share."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree happily waved the rhizome and laughed: "Let's start, only you among us have such a function. Therefore, it is great to be able to find you back."

Convert Mithril into energy? Lin Qi's head was dizzy. Is this okay?

Although Mithril is a magic metal, its structure is completely different from that of a magic crystal. No one has ever been able to get any energy from Mithril, even if it is a god. But Longya can actually convert Mithril into energy, which is too scary!

Then, thinking backwards, is the reason why Mithril Mountain can continuously produce Mithril because he directly synthesizes energy into Mithril?

Lin Qi feels that his brain is not enough. What a terrifying ability this is, he can convert magic elements directly into mithril, even a **** can't do all of this, right?

Shaking his head vigorously, throwing away the unthinkable thoughts, Lin Qi strode to the depths of the army cave.

A mythril puppet was sucked in, and the aura on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, and Longya became stronger and stronger, just like a dying old man, gradually becoming an old man, although he is still a lot of age , But they are much stronger than before.

Three hundred thousand mithril puppets wasted Lin Qi for an hour. After all the puppets were absorbed, Lin Qi took the donkey and rabbit directly to the conference hall of the Silver Iris family. The two rabbits couldn't be prevented by the dense magic control on the door, and Lin Qi easily opened the door of the conference hall.

No one noticed Lin Qi's arrival, Aibite was standing on the rostrum in the middle of the venue waving his hands angrily.

"This is a shame, a huge shame!"

"The great Silver Iris family, the heirs of the deep blue bloodline, was attacked by the Shrine of Death and caused such huge casualties!"

"Retaliation, we must retaliate! Any weak people, shut up for me!"

"Now we need a strong Patriarch who can lead the people to retaliate against the Temple of Killing!"

"I propose that Ayros, the son of Arost, take over as the head of the family!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support Is my biggest motivation.)

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