Bright Era

From the insignificant point of origin in the lower abdomen, an insignificant and strange aura was continuously released. The gray aura continued to flow through Lin Chuan's body, continuously strengthening his body, making his body stronger and stronger.

Occasionally, a trace of grey air rushed into Lin Qi's spirit sea and merged with his soul.

So Lin Qi saw countless weird creatures and countless weird sights. He saw that in the endless black space, countless huge fireballs were erupting swiftly, and around these huge fireballs, there were all kinds of small spheres slowly rotating around them.

The trajectory of these small spheres is full of indescribable charm. Although they didn't make a sound when they rotated, Lin Qi's soul heard the huge roar of ‘rumbling’ from the void.

He saw that these little spheres had changed over time, and countless strange creatures had grown, among them, he had seen life bodies like dragons and demons. He saw these creatures evolve over time and multiply a brilliant and dazzling civilization.

He saw giant dragons building towering dragon towers on the ground, and each dragon tower was inhabited by a giant dragon family. They flew in the sun and heavy rain, and lived in the life and death of a creature. He saw demons build magnificent stepped pyramids underground, and they held various weird religious rituals, exchanging soul and blood for greater power.

Afterwards, he saw a huge fireball suddenly split, opening up a huge portal from the fireball, flying palaces, incomparably simple, sacred, majestic, palaces with terrifying aura from that portal Fly out.

Fireballs in the void were swallowed, countless small spheres were beaten to pieces, countless races were completely annihilated. The dragon was cramped, skinned, boned and marrow extracted; male demons were massacred on the ground, while those glamorous female demons, dressed in extremely revealing clothes, became maids and playthings.

Various scenes of ruining the sky and the earth continued to appear, and the final terrible explosion shocked Lin Qi's soul, quietly waking up from the endless illusion.

Gently moved his body, Lin Qi only felt that his body was unprecedentedly comfortable. His body was completely integrated, and he could no longer perceive the existence of meridians and air points, but he seemed to feel that his body had become A huge air pocket.

He could feel a faintly strange existence in his lower abdomen, it was constantly devouring external energy, and then released a subtle touch, making Lin Qi feel comfortable energy flowing throughout the body. In terms of intensity, these subtle energies are not even comparable to the strength of the fighting energy in a human fighter, but Lin Qi can clearly feel that these subtle energies can easily kill a demigod.

The trunk of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree split a gap, and a strong force sprayed Lin Qi out.

Lin Qi's body brought a few afterimages in the air, like petals falling in the wind, landing lightly with a hint of indescribable charm. In the process of Lin Qi falling to the ground, the donkeys and rabbits only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they could not grasp the path of Lin Qi falling from the sky.

"Wow, it's terrible!" The rabbits covered their eyes in horror: "Another terrible person appeared! Although he is only a child now, but the strength of the'Mushi', well, when we robbery, There is a backing!"

The two rabbits showed weird smiles. They happily shook their long ears, their three-petal mouths were so big, and their saliva constantly leaked from the corners of their mouths.

Lin Qi glanced at the two rabbits in surprise, "Yu Shi? What does this mean?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree gently rolled a set of clothes in front of Lin Qi, and he said gently: "Yoshi, this is the real strength division. Of course, I think this real strength class, now not many people know about it. ."

The metamorphosis of the infant, the imperial man, the imperial man who freely controls all the energy around him. Simply controlling a single energy, no matter how many single energy he can control at the same time, he can only be called an imperial master.

With a hint of weirdness, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree said lightly: "A long, long time ago, growing up to be an imperial warrior proves that you have grown from a child who needs protection to a ‘soldier’ qualified to join the army!"

Lin Qi looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree angrily, making fists with both hands, and suddenly a huge fireball with a diameter of 100 meters was born behind him. The terrifying heat wave swept all over, and Lin Qi's body was suspended in the air because of the twisting heat wave. He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree very depressed: "I feel that I am much stronger than before. Such me can only be a soldier?"

"Of course, it's just a soldier! It's just an elite-level soldier, not a native cannon fodder!" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree's voice was filled with a smile that couldn't be concealed: "Of course, when you can mix the two energies into one , When you burst out a powerful compound attack, and strengthen your body with compound strength, you can be promoted to the'general'."

After a slight pause, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree said in a deep voice, "Perhaps you think the name of the imperial priest is not good, but the most powerful imperial priest is comparable to the existence of the upper god. And the imperial general can easily kill the main god. The strong!"

After a few contemptuous smiles, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree sighed softly with a hint of helplessness: "So, we are very disgusted with these **** gods! The strength system they have developed is really meaningless to us. !"

There was a silence for a while, and cyan light flashed across the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

"Well, let me roughly divide it. Our so-called juveniles can fight against all the strong below the lower level gods."

"Yoshi, we are divided into five-star imperial rank. One-star and two-star imperial servants deal with lower gods, three-star and four-star imperial servants, deal with middle gods, five-star imperial servants, and upper gods!"

"When you reach the realm of the generals, one-star generals should be able to kill the lower main god; two-star generals, the middle main god; three-star generals, the upper main god; as for the four-star, five-star or higher generals..." Osmanthus tree Gently wrapped a rhizome around the body of the bald man sitting on the ground: "Four-star general, here is one!"

"What about the higher level?" Lin Qi looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

The roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree waved for a while. He was about to say something to Lin Qi. Suddenly, a body of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse shrunk to the size of a human head appeared: "Higher level? Waiting for you to control both. After integrating the power of the compound energy law, let’s discuss a higher level!"

"Seniors, generals, kings, kings, emperors!" The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse said indifferently: "This is a military rank, but it is also a noble rank. A soldier is the most basic soldier and an ordinary officer; it will be the general of the army; the king is in control The lord of one place; the king dominates the king of one domain; and the emperor, that is the supreme existence that controls everything and has the highest authority!"

"Lin Qi, you are just the most ordinary one-star imperial officer, and you are just the weakest soldier! According to our experience, the fastest record for an imperial officer to reach an imperial officer is 93 years! But the price is that he burns. With 90% of his life essence essence, after he was promoted to imperial general, he only survived for less than a thousand years before his soul collapsed and died."

"And the prince wants to be promoted to the prince!" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree sighed deeply: "In fact, no prince was born during the Primordial War of God! Maybe there was, but by then we had fallen and fell asleep, We don’t know if such a strong man is born!"

"The history of participation in the war I can remember lasts for 750 years!" The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse sighed heavily: "Since the birth of the first imperial general, 750 years, in the seven hundred and fifty years I have memory of. In fifty years, no prince was born!"

"So, Lin Qi, you have to work hard, and you have to work harder! You have completed the transformation and become the highest commander we recognize, but your strength is not enough to deal with more powerful enemies." A small piece of osmanthus tree The rhizomes of Li entered Lin Qi's body, and then he said softly: "Now, what we can tell you is, as you have guessed, the gods are our enemies!"

"They are not only our enemies, but also the enemies of mankind!" The palace of the doomsday apocalyptic urn roared with an urn: "You have always wanted to know our origins, then we are all an insignificant part of the metaworld! And Yuan! Realm, it is human beings who created the metaworld!"

Lin Qi stared stiffly at the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, the Metaverse, the Metaverse that constantly appeared from the mouths of these old guys, seemed to be all-encompassing, the Metaverse possessing infinite wonders, was actually made by humans? how can that be? How can human beings have such a powerful force?

"So!" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree waved its rhizome: "Try hard, Lin Qi, the gods are our mortal enemy, when you gain my approval, you are destined to stand on the opposite side of those gods and their believers. They are torn from the high seat of God, this is your innate duty and duty!"

"Since you awakened me with the Tiger Clan's family prayer and gained my approval, this fate has been placed on your shoulders!"

Lin Qi took a deep breath: "What is the Tiger Family Prayer?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse laughed relaxedly at the same time: "Oh, he is not so mysterious! What symbol of the orthodox heritage of the tiger clan, representing the orthodox power of the tiger clan, is actually not so mysterious!"

The rhizome of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree waved easily: "He is just a password! An instruction to verify your identity! It is an instruction book in our defeated backup plan. You got this password, and your blood has passed. Once verified, then we will obey your orders and guide you on the right path to fight those gods, that’s it!"

"Perhaps you have already guessed something!" The urn of the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse muttered angrily: "Your ancestor, one of the ancestors of the Lin Hu clan, was one of our commanders at that time! This password, cooperate with him. Only certain special marks in the blood of the people can pass our verification.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest Power.)

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