Bright Era

The stern and miserable howl was earth-shaking. As a powerful man who has mastered the real power, even if he screams, his voice is full of breath, much louder than the usual thousands of people shouting in unison!

Especially when the three of Lin Haiyuan have been respected for thousands of years, have they ever suffered anything? As the decree in charge of the daily power of the tiger clan, even if they dress, they are served by someone, almost even when they eat, someone will help them move their jaws and chew rice grains. They are strong, but their fingers have not touched the Yang Chunshui for countless years. , Have they ever suffered such serious injuries?

Lin Haiyuan's arm and two calves were blown away, his back was blown to pieces, and his spine was exploded.

Lin Qingyue and Lin Yading's injuries were slightly lighter, they were far away, and they were not directly hit by Long Yan's impact like Lin Haiyuan. They were just at the edge of the explosive force of Long Yan's impact, so they were just shocked out of their internal injuries, and their skin was blown to pieces, which looked much better than Lin Haiyuan.

Despite this, the three of them still felt like a domestic pig stabbed hundreds of times by a butcher knife, howling so painfully, the howling sound even shook the relatively low-powered people around them vomiting blood and retreating. Dare to stay by their side.

A series of intensive bursts of'Kakaka' sounded. Lin Haiyuan and the three of them had at least a dozen defensive magic devices bursting, and various pendants, amulets, automatically triggered shields and inner armor were shaken by the impact of the dragon flame. It was a rift, and they barely protected the three of them and fled back to the group of people. These magical devices were also destroyed.

"You guys, what a guts!" Lin Haiyuan lay on the hot stone beam, staring at Lin Qi standing on the top of the city with bloodshot eyes, and screamed: "Lin Qi, you What a daredevil! You dare to commit rebellion and offend the elders, this is a capital crime!"

Lin Qi pulled out his ears, then took out a bottle of rum, and took a sip of it.

Three archangels with twelve wings flapped their wings slowly and flew towards Lin Haiyuan and the others. Behind the three archangels, there were more than twenty ten-winged men and hundreds of eight-winged men, carrying a mighty force. Hundreds of thousands of wingmen rushed to Lin Haiyuan and the others.

Lin Haiyuan howled in anger, his body shook, and he was about to jump up to fight, his feet were suddenly empty, and the broken bones hit the ground fiercely, and he wailed in pain and rolled to the ground awkwardly. Only then did Lin Haiyuan realize that both his legs were interrupted by Lin Qi's blow! His two legs were blown apart like this!

Lin Qingyue and Lin Yading howled hoarsely: "Fight, fight! Kill these **** wingmen!"

Following them, the Tiger tribesmen of the three branch sects of the Yiren Jueyu drew their long swords and lined up to greet the Yiren. Several of the most powerful clansmen uttered a low howl of tigers, and the real tigers screamed again and again, and the rolling sound brought a dull loud noise, smashing the hundreds of low-level wingmen who were quickly approaching them.

The energy cores of the Wingers exploded, and masses of white light quickly enveloped Lin Haiyuan and the thousands of Tiger tribesmen they brought.

Countless low-level wingmen rushed to the tiger tribes fiercely and fearlessly. They shed white sword light like raindrops, and brought up the overwhelming sound of'pap' wings, like a storm that suppressed the tiger tribe. Get started. No matter how fast these Tiger tribesmen killed the enemy, the winged army just moved forward firmly step by step.

Suddenly, a long twelve-winged archangel shook his body. He brought dozens of erratic afterimages in the air. The long sword swept forward, and two demigod peak-level branch clansmen howled miserably. With a sound, he was cut into four sections by a sword.

The archangel killed two tiger tribesmen with a sword, and then he flashed back quickly and easily moved thousands of meters away. The twelve pale golden wings opened, and the indifferent and ruthless face of the archangel suddenly revealed a sneer of extremely humane disdain.

When the control core of Heavenly Mountain was repaired, and when the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse injected its backup of the spiritual consciousness of Heavenly Mountain into the core of Heavenly Mountain, these highest-ranking archangels had restored their spirituality. Although their souls are incomplete, just a ray of soul fragments containing instinctive combat experience and combat consciousness, their spirituality is far beyond those of ordinary low-level winged people.

The mighty low-level winged men dominated the vision of those tiger tribesmen brought by Lin Haiyuan, and at a glance, there were dense white wings everywhere. No matter how hard they bombarded forward, like the sword aura of a hurricane, every blow of axe light can tear the bodies of hundreds, thousands of priests and tens of thousands of low-level wingmen, but the wingmen in their vision There is no reduction at all.

Suddenly the golden light flashed, and the three archangels flashed at the same time and came to the heads of the tiger tribe. The lightsabers in their hands ejected dazzling white flames. Accompanied by the dull thunder sound, they slashed them with a single sword. The huge white cross that lasted more than ten li with billowing flames and countless thunder fell from the sky, and smashed into the tiger tribe's queue.

After the three archangels issued this blow, the wings on their backs suddenly turned dim white, and the faint golden light disappeared without a trace. They retreated haggardly, three white cross-shaped beams of light soared into the sky, and nearly a thousand tiger tribe members quietly turned into ashes and blue smoke in this terrifying blow.

Lin Yading was just shrouded in a white beam of light, and he grinned and let out a scream of pain. The overbearing and extreme light element condensed like a blade-like power crazily eroded his body, Lin Yading felt like a little chicken immersed in aqua regia, and his whole body was constantly piercing pain. His skin and muscles were dissolved in the bright white light, and black smoke was continuously spraying out from his body.

A black shield with a diameter of several meters flew out of Lin Yading's body, and the multi-faceted prismatic shield sprayed out a large black lotus-shaped mist, which firmly wrapped him inside. The white beam of light and the black lotus rubbed against each other, emitting a huge roar, which shook many people around Lin Yading vomiting blood!

Lin Qi looked at Lin Yading’s black shield in surprise, and Sha Minyan, who came to him, frowned and mumbled: “That’s a powerful weapon used by the Mirra Sect to destroy the temple, more than a thousand. A few years ago, some members of the Tiger tribe raided a spiritual master who destroyed the temple and looted this heavy weapon."

Turning his head to look at Lin Qi, Sha Minyan said in a low voice: "The person who got this shield is a member of the tiger clan bloodline. But ten years later, he fell in the Wing Ren Jueyu with him. The shield also disappeared without a trace! Unexpectedly, it actually reached Lin Yading's hand!"

The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. Was this to entrap his tribe and then plunder the tribe's equipment?

Since Lin Yading can all do this kind of thing, Lin Qi has no psychological pressure on some of the little tricks he has now. He smiled and raised a finger, and all the magic circles in the sky castle ran as hard as they could, and the billowing flame element turned into a crimson torrent, whistling and gathering on Lin Qi's finger.

A large number of magic crystals spurted from Lin Qi's world ring, and they were continuously swallowed by the magic circle of the sky castle. Under the transformation of the magic circle, these magic crystals turned into violent flame energy, which was quickly evacuated by Lin Qi.

Gradually, on Lin Qi's fingertips, a blue-red fireball with a diameter of a thousand meters, the high temperature exuding, made it intolerable for a tiger warrior like Lin Tiemu with rough skin. Lin Qi coughed gently, and then the fireball quickly collapsed inward. In the roar of the howling wind and fire, this fireball, which contained tremendous power, instantly condensed into a fist-sized blue fireball at Lin Qi's fingertips.

The cyan, like a fireball carved from crystal, looked motionless, but the air around it was tumbling and distorted, almost dissolving the space. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree sighed faintly in Lin Qi's Linghai: "Perfect performance, this is the power of the imperial officer, perfectly controlling the magic elements of the outside world! Although only an imperial officer, Lin Qi's performance can really only be described as stunning !"

Lin Qi smiled, he looked at Lin Haiyuan and others who were being besieged by countless wingmen.

Lin Haiyuan's eyes widened. He saw the process of Lin Qi condensing the fireball and using incredible power to compress the fireball through a gap split by the people around him from the Wingman frenzy.

"What do you want to do!" Lin Haiyuan roared hoarsely: "Lin Qi, do you dare to do something with us? What do you want to do?"

Lin Qi politely bowed to Lin Haiyuan and bowed a long distance: "Respected Order of the Sea, you are being besieged by the Wingmen, and you are my most respected elder! Lin Qi is just afraid of what will happen to you, so I will help you!"

With a brilliant smile, Lin Qi hooked his finger, and this small fireball shot out with howling, and the void where it passed was distorted. The blue flame turned into a giant dragon, and it shot at Lin Haiyuan with howling. past.

Or it was a coincidence, or that Lin Qi did it intentionally. After he shot this fireball, a large group of wingmen rose into the air at the same time, forming an empty and unobstructed line between Lin Qi and Lin Haiyuan. Attack route. The small blue fireball blasted past, and shot straight in front of Lin Haiyuan with a harsh cracking sound.

More than a dozen disciples of the branch sect who were loyal to Lin Haiyuan exclaimed and rushed up, holding their shields to stand in front of Lin Haiyuan. But I heard a series of chuckles, a dozen of them were amazing in strength, the weakest all reached the demigod high-level, and the strongest three even came into contact with real power, and they were close to completing what the sweet-scented osmanthus tree said. In the first stage of the metamorphosis of the sub-clan people, their bodies and their protective magic devices were simultaneously penetrated by fireballs.

It was as if a spear pierced a dozen pieces of tofu, and the bodies of these sub-clans were penetrated by the fireball, and a fist-sized transparent hole was clearly visible on them. Then a large swath of cyan flames spurted out of their bodies in an instant, spurted from each of their pores, and burned them into a white ashes in the blink of an eye. Their weapons and shields, their armors and other magical instruments were all burned into molten iron in the blue flames, and even some of the lower-quality magical instruments were instantly vaporized. (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 biggest motivation.)

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