Chapter 788 The Beheading of the 'Spiritual Medium'
In the shattered ice, the scarred White Tiger recovered from the weird state of being poured, stood up unsteadily, and stared at the seven thunder pillars surrounding him with his ferocious eyes.
, roared angrily.
Bu Li withdrew his gaze, looked at the white tiger in front of him who was imprisoned by seven lightning pillars like a cage, and hid his face in the shadow of the hood again.
Seven black figures stood on the top of the silver lightning pillar, as motionless as sculptures. After the white tiger's angry roar ended, everyone uttered a simple and eerie syllable at the same time:
"--kill!!"
The giant silver pillars under the seven people erupted with dazzling lightning at the same time, intertwining and condensing with each other to form a cage of lightning, completely locking the white tiger inside.
The white tiger flapped its wings and tried to break through the cage and rush out, but as soon as its body touched the surface of the lightning cage, it was forcibly knocked back. The hair all over its body turned black, and it took a few steps back in embarrassment and roared.
It is like a trapped animal trapped in a thunder cage.
[Psychic Medium] The seven members of the team jumped down from the thunder pillar at the same time and flashed towards the white tiger from different directions. The sharp sword light and dazzling lightning suddenly flooded the entire battlefield.
Feeling the terrifying fluctuations coming from the battlefield, Lin Qiye's eyes gradually became complicated.
The strength of the [Psychic Medium] team is even more terrifying than when I saw them at the fasting center more than two years ago.
Just from the perspective of realm fluctuations, only one person in the entire [Psychic Medium] team is still in the "Infinite" realm, and the other six are all "Klein". Although Bu Li's realm has not increased, the aura emanating from every move and gesture,
It actually has a faint charm that reaches the level of human ceiling.
The strongest man under the ceiling of mankind is about to break through.
Driven by time, no one stands still. While the strength of Lin Qiye and others is improving crazily, other geniuses are also pursuing their own paths.
Originally, Lin Qiye thought that the [Night Curtain] team was strong enough to take on the responsibilities of a special team, but compared with the [Psychic Medium] team, it was still far behind... After all, they were just a newly promoted special team. They had to
There is still a long way to go.
[Psychic Medium] It took the team less than ten seconds to kill the white tiger.
When the lightning dissipated and the sword returned to its sheath, only a body that was almost crushed to pieces was left on the broken ice, slowly sinking into the deep sea.
The seven figures in black cloaks did not even glance at the corpse. They returned to their respective lightning pillars in a flash, turned into seven silver streams of light and rose into the sky, flashing straight towards the end of the beast tide.
go!
Their target has never been the weak "mysteries" who are at the forefront of the beast tide.
The mission of the [spiritual medium] is to behead people.
This is an instinct based on the responsibilities of the [Psychic Medium] team. The responsibility of the 002 team is to eliminate ultra-high-risk malignant superpowers in Daxia, so they are not good at large-scale head-on conflicts. What they are good at is,
Just a clean beheading.
Those generals at the peak of the "Klein" realm hidden at the end of the beast tide are their targets.
Of course, this does not mean that they gave up guarding Shenlong Pass. On the contrary, they knew that Shenlong Pass would no longer be breached, so they immediately chose to go to the battlefield they were good at...
Because, the second support team is here.
Buzz buzz——!!
The roar of planes flew across the sky. Lin Qiye looked up and saw that an armed transport plane had crashed through the night and was swooping in the direction of Shenlong Pass!
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly.
The rear hatch of the armed helicopter slowly opened, and the howling wind from high in the sky poured into it. Eight figures in golden cloaks stood side by side behind the hatch, looking down at the messy frozen battlefield below them.
Daxia Night Watch, Special Team 003, [Phoenix].
"Shenlong Pass hasn't been lost yet?" Kong Shang saw the pass that was being defended tightly, and his eyes showed shock, "This..."
"It's him!"
Xia Simeng saw the white-haired figure standing in the void at a glance, her eyes gradually brightened, "He is back, they... are back."
"Who?" a member of the [Phoenix] team asked doubtfully.
"The first genius that has been rare in Daxia for decades, the rumored agent of the two gods, Lin Qiye, and his fifth special team." Xia Simeng stretched out her hand and pointed at the figure standing in the magic circle,
"Have you forgotten? We met him when we were in Cangnan.
It’s just that his mental state was not very good at the time.”
Xia Simeng clearly remembered that at that time, Lin Qiye was just a weak and pitiful recruit of the Night Watch. After the destruction of Cangnan City, his entire mental state collapsed. At that time, she personally carried Lin Qiye back to Team 136.
resident.
"Lin Qiye?" The other team members immediately thought of the crazy boy in Cangnan, "He has changed so much."
"Of course, after all, it has been almost four years since we last saw him." Xia Simeng said with emotion, "Four years...has he been able to grow to this point?"
"Now is not the time to sigh with emotion." Kong Shang said calmly, "We are also seniors after all. Let a group of juniors guard Shenlong Pass alone for so long. It's a little unfair on our face."
"Yes."
Xia Simeng wore a golden cloak and walked to the edge of the hatch. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Let's go, let the juniors see the style of our [Phoenix] team!"
As soon as the words fell, eight golden figures standing on the hatch jumped down from the sky at the same time!
The strong wind fluttered the golden cloak, and a blazing and sacred fire phoenix condensed out of the night, emitting a crisp phoenix cry. The fire phoenix quickly fell from the sky, carrying the eight figures of the [Phoenix] team, rolling
Carrying golden waves of fire, roaring towards Shenlong Pass!
boom--!!
The fire phoenix fell like a meteorite in front of Shenlong Pass, melting and collapsing the thick ice on the sea surface. These eight figures rushed out of the fire waves like golden lightning, forming an inverted V formation, like a golden blade.
, piercing the forefront of the beast tide with infinite sharpness.
The [Phoenix] team joined the battlefield and directly carried nearly 80% of the beast tide for Shenlongguan. Golden waves of fire intertwined around the eight figures. They were like an unshakable city wall, standing tall in front of the beast tide.
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"The [Phoenix] Team is also here." Inside Shenlong Pass, An Qingyu saw the eight figures fighting bloody battles in front of Shenlong Pass and said with a smile.