Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"you?"

There was a cold expression in Xiao Lin's eyes, "What do you mean by this?"

"You still don't understand? It seems that I really overestimated your Mingdi's IQ."

Li Qingxu showed mockery on her face, and sneered: "Our God Pavilion is dispatched by the God Realm to this Cangwu Continent to make a special trip to deal with you."

"Every member of our god pavilion is a descendant of the god race with the blood of god in his body."

"Descendants of the Protoss?"

Xiao Lin was startled slightly, and the grimness in his eyes became a little bit more serious: "So it's so, then it's no wonder."

"While I'm not in Zhongzhou, carry out this kind of bloody and cruel massacre."

"It seems that you descendants of the god race are as despicable and shameless as the god kings of the gods."

"Oh, death is imminent, and dare to be tough!"

Li Qingxu smiled contemptuously: "This grammar town magic mirror is the Magic Treasures gifted to us by the ancestor of Zeus. It is specially used to deal with you humble people."

"Now, I am going to cut off your head and send it back to befriend Zeus God Ancestor!"

"You are really sad."

Looking at Li Qingxu with a sneer on his face, Xiao Lin couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Li Qingxu frowned and said in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"I have fought against the Protoss countless times. It can be said that no one knows the breath of the Protoss better than me."

Xiao Lin smiled lightly and said, "I can be sure that what is flowing in your body is no different from other human races, and it is not the blood of the god race at all."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Qing said in a deep voice.

"Divine Rank Ninety, for a human race, your Cultivation Base is indeed pretty good, but it's still just a human race."

Xiao Lin said blankly: "The reason why you can be so popular is only because you use the Magic Treasures of the Protoss."

"The Protoss gave you some Magic Treasures that they didn't need, as well as a title of ‘Descendants of the Gods’.

"You Shen Pavilion thinks that you are superior, but you are just a bunch of lackeys."

"Boy, you are really looking for death!"

Li Qingxu's face suddenly became cold, his left hand still held the Mirror of Grammar, while his right hand turned into a sharp long knife.

"I will cut you alive now, let's see how hard you can be!"

After that, Li Qingxu strode forward and the meteor rushed forward, and the blade went straight to Xiao Lin's face.

Xiao Lin's face was extremely stern, and he tried to use his spiritual skills to block, but he couldn't move at all.

This magic mirror of grammar town really deserves to be the Magic Treasures bestowed on him by the ancestor Zeus.

Seeing that Li Qingxu's blade was close at hand, when he was about to cut Xiao Lin in two, a beautiful figure flew over and stood in front of him.

Hearing a loud "bang" sound, Li Qingxu's full-strength knife was actually resisted, and he flew out and fell to the ground with a scream.

Xiao Lin glanced intently, and blocked this mortal sword for himself, and it was the Heaven Shield that was covered in bruises!

"Sky Shield!"

Xiao Lin shouted anxiously: "You are seriously injured, don't be aggressive!"

"Master, I'm fine!"

Tiandun wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes stared at Li Qingxu, and he said in a deep voice, "If you want to hurt the master, first step on the corpse of my Tiandun!"

"Oh, you woman is quite loyal."

There was a fleeting horror in Li Qingxu's eyes, and he immediately saw that Tiandun was already at the end of the crossbow, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"In that case, I will kill you first!"

A golden light condensed in the palm of Li Qingxu's right hand, transforming into a half-foot-long dagger.

This dagger is covered with golden light and exudes pure divine power. It is obviously also a Divine Armament weapon created by the Protoss.

"Broken Shield Kill!"

Li Qingxu controlled Tang Qin with the magic mirror of grammar, and at the same time, with a sudden wave of the dagger, a crescent-shaped knife beam came straight to the sky shield.

Tiandun's complexion was dignified, his hands clasped the heavy shield of Underworld in his palms, and tried his best to resist it.

At the moment when the blade light touched, Tiandun's whole body suddenly shook, and he knelt on one knee with a plop.

Just listen to a crisp sound, and two hideous cracks appeared on the indestructible heavy shield of the Underworld. A trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of Tiandun's mouth.

"Tianshield, hurry up and run away!"

Luo Zhiqiu shouted anxiously, "This guy uses Zeus's personal weapon-the ancestor's sly sword!"

"The Ancestral God's Deceptive Knife can break through all the defenses in the world, especially the strong defensive Dunjia. It is the most harmful. If you hold on it hard, you will definitely not be able to withstand it!"

"I...I won't give in a step!"

Tiandun's body was trembling violently, and his voice couldn't stop trembling, "Behind him is the master, how can I shrink back?!"

"Tiandun, I order you to get out of the way!"

Xiao Lin was anxious and tried his best to get rid of the shackles, but still couldn't move a single move: "I can handle it myself, and you don't need to be nosy!"

"Master, Tiandun has been obedient to your words for millions of years, but this time it is difficult to forgive me!"

Tiandun gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let Tiandun burn everything and finally help the master to win this battle!"

After the words were over, Tiandun's body was surrounded by slender white light silk threads, completely enclosing her graceful figure.

Xiao Lin guessed what Tiandun was going to do, his pupils shrank suddenly, and couldn't help but yelled, "Tiandun, no!"

In the next second, both the sky shield and the heavy shield of the underworld turned into white light dust, floating in the air, and condensed into a huge shield that was hundreds of feet long.

"Xuanming Huaqi returned to the clan!"

Pure white light lingers around the giant shield, emitting amazing Spirit Power, and instantly dissolving Li Qingxu's attack.

"What a strong force."

Li Qingxu looked shocked and couldn't help taking a step back.

Hearing Tiandun's tender voice, the white light on the huge shield condensed at one point, and a white beam of light was shot out straight to the grammar town magic mirror in his hand.

The speed of white light is tame as lightning, and Li Qingxu can't dodge it.

Hearing a loud "bang" sound, Grammar Town's magic mirror shattered, bursting with golden light, instantly engulfing the faint white light, and rushing toward the huge shield that was transformed into a sky shield.

After the Mirror of Grammar Town was destroyed, Xiao Lin was able to move freely again in an instant, flying forward desperately.

But after all, he was still a step too late—the golden light hit directly, and dense cracks appeared on the giant shield, which was instantly blasted into dust.

A miserable scream came from the noisy explosion, and the huge shield turned into a sky shield again and fell heavily to the ground.

Xiao Lin hurriedly rushed forward, holding Tiandun in his arms.

But the next second he was stunned to discover-Tiandun's body had become illusory, and he had already lost the physical body that he could touch, leaving only the indifferent white light.

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