The first thousand three hundred and sixty-four chapters kill (4)
"Bloodline?" Lin Qi thought of the strange and harsh rules of the Twelve Ancient Clan - the descendants of the family can only marry women of Eastern bloodline.
"Yes, bloodline!" Osmanthus Tree's voice was serious: "Only pure, unpolluted bloodline can pass our verification. When you first met me, although your password passed my
Verification, but if your bloodline is contaminated, then you will be killed by me!"
Lin Qi opened her mouth, and then breathed out heavily.
"Actually, we are all very surprised!" The Osmanthus Tree sighed quietly: "Maybe the Tiger Clan's single-minded mentality is more suitable for this kind of harsh inheritance! That is a very complicated password, and it uses the same password that is currently in circulation.
It is an ancient oriental language with completely different dialects, but the Tiger Clan can actually preserve it to this day without missing a single syllable. The Tiger Clan is really amazing!"
Lin Qi, who was speechless, looked up at the sky, then shook his head in confusion.
"It seems that the Shahu clan also has similar family prayers passed down, but..." Lin Qi licked his lips and exhaled heavily. Of the twelve ancient clans, only the Tiger clan's family prayers follow the original
The appearance of the family has been passed down, while for several other ancient families, their family prayers have long been lost in that nook and cranny.
"By the way, a piece of good news!" The osmanthus tree pulled out its tiny rhizome from Lin Qi's body: "Because of the help of this four-star general's natal essence, Lin Qi underwent his first transformation
, he found that pure physical strength is already the strength of a three-star warrior."
"The control of energy and the cultivation of your own 'source power' require your efforts!" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree patted Lin Qi's head with its rhizome: "Work hard, Lin Qi. Actually, I don't want to say this.
But I must tell you - the future of the entire human race depends on you!"
Lin Qi sighed heavily again. Over the years, he sighed much more today than he had in the past twenty years combined. Lin Qi shook his head, feeling very heavy.
Qi looked at Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian who were lying aside, and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on their faces.
"Before I don't have enough strength, you don't need to remind me of these things!" Lin Qi waved his hands, as if he wanted to throw away everything he just heard: "Now, I just want to change the tiger clan.
I need to be more pure and clean. I don’t want these flies to disturb the peace of the Tiger Clan! No matter how strong my personal strength is, I think I need the help of the Tiger Clan.”
"Of course!" Osmanthus Tree smiled happily: "Judging from the population base and average strength of the Tiger Clan, among the elders of the Tiger Clan, there must be some childlike beings. If you are lucky, there may even be some among them.
A low-level warrior? That is what is now called a lower-level god!"
"Therefore, the Tiger Clan must not give up. This will be one of your greatest aids! After all, our current strength has not been fully restored, so we cannot help you much. Even if we have fully recovered, we still cannot
They are the opponents of those gods!" Osmanthus Tree's voice was very sad: "You know, when we had such powerful power, we still failed, so now, we need to be more cautious, more careful. We need a stronger foundation.
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This was the fiftieth morning after Lin Qi secretly led Lin Puxi, Miao Xiangtian and others into the Winged Realm.
In the Sky Castle, the soldiers on night duty had just changed their defenses when suddenly a sharp horn sounded, and a dull flapping of wings sounded from below the Winged Man's Realm. Lin Qi's howl sounded like a ghost: "Help, city guard.
Both Master and Master Mi were seriously injured by the Winged Man, please help!"
A small magic flying disc shot out from under the Winged Man Abyss. Lin Qi controlled the magic flying disc. Carrying the unconscious nine tiger guards, they were flying towards the sky castle with difficulty. Behind Lin Qi, more than a hundred people
A large amount of sword energy and flames were continuously sprayed out from the magic flying disc. More than a thousand powerful men in black costumes were having a great time fighting with the large groups of winged men who were chasing after them.
The magic flying discs were constantly chopped to pieces by white lightsabers. The men in costumes on the magic flying discs fell silently into the abyss, and then their bodies suddenly expanded and exploded like those severely injured winged men.
These men in black clothes were the dead men under Miao Xiangtian who destroyed the temple. Under the leadership of Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian, these dead men sneaked into Tiantang Mountain, but failed to find Lin Puxi and
Miao Xiangtian has been staying inside.
As a result, Lin Qi took Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian out of the gate of heaven today, and these dead men appeared immediately.
Without saying a word, Lin Qi let Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian, who had been brainwashed by Longya, take their dead men to cut off the rear, while he panicked and fled upwards in embarrassment with the nine tiger guards covered in blood.
The magic flying discs where Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian were were constantly spraying black smoke. Their flying speed was getting slower and slower. The dead soldiers under Miao Xiangtian surrounded them, protecting them as they retreated to the Sky Castle, bravely
Extremely able to withstand the impact of the Winged People.
Rapid drumbeats sounded in the Sky Castle, and a bald man stood at the top of the city, looking down in shock.
"Lin Qi? Why did you run down there? Where have you been for so many days?" The bald man roared angrily: "What the hell is going on? What have you been doing?"
Lin Qi weakly raised his head and cried bitterly to the bald man on the top of the city: "I was ordered by the city guard to accompany him deep into the Yiren's extremity area to investigate the origins of the Yiren. Who would have thought that as soon as we entered, we were captured?
Surrounded by countless wingmen, we fought continuously for dozens of days below and finally escaped! If it weren't for the help of these...these enthusiastic people, we wouldn't have been able to escape!"
The expressions of the Tiger clan members on the top of the city became extremely mysterious. Enthusiastic people? In the Winged People's Territory, a strange enthusiastic person appeared? Are you kidding me?
Look at those tough men in black suits. Their clothes are all made of black leather with fine scales. Not a trace of skin is exposed on their bodies, and even their eye sockets are covered by black crystal flakes.
With such costumes and dressing up, and being so brave and fearless, many people would fight head-on and die together with those winged men!
"The dead warriors of the Milo God Cult!" The bald man standing at the top of the city roared: "The dead warriors of the Milo God Cult! Why are there dead warriors of the Milo God Cult in the Yiren Absolute Territory? Come on! Seal the city.
, strictly inspect every fortress in the city!"
With a 'buzz' sound, a machete whizzed down from behind the bald man and hit the bald man's neck.
A tiger tribesman standing next to the bald man kicked him on the waist, sending the bald man flying away. The horse-cutting scimitar from the sneak attack hit the tiger tribesman's thigh hard,
The blade of the blade whirled, and a large piece of flesh spurted out with blood.
A middle-aged man with long hair, wearing a green robe with a green bamboo embroidered with silver thread on the sleeves, who looked particularly handsome and elegant, shouted sternly: "Activate all the magic formations, attack the winged people with all your strength, and protect Puxi City
Guard the city! Anyone who dares to carry out the order will be killed!"
The tiger clan man who was kicked away angrily turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who had sneaked the attack. He shouted sternly: "Lin Puyou, you bastard! Do you know what you are doing? Those people are the dead soldiers of Miluo God Sect.
!”
Lin Puyou waved his sword expressionlessly and struck at the bald man: "Nonsense, those are the followers of Puxi City Guards. They are undead swordsmen from the Undead Continent, what kind of dead warriors of the Miluo God Cult?
I haven’t seen it, I don’t know!”
With a loud bang, the bald man swung his axe, and the ax shook the long knife in Lin Puyou's hand and flew out. The bald man grabbed Lin Puyou's neck and threw him to the ground heavily.
Then a knee was placed on his lower abdomen.
The bald man roared angrily: "I am the general of the Winged Realm. The Tiger Clan has obeyed orders, sealed off the city, and strictly inspected every castle! If the dead warriors of the Milo Sect outside the city dare to take a step closer, they will be killed without mercy! There are people in the city.
Anyone who dares to cause civil strife will be killed!"
With a 'hoo' sound, Lin Qi had already controlled the magic flying disc and plunged into the city in a panic. Lin Qi roared: "Those enthusiastic people are dead soldiers of Miluo God Sect? Why do they call Puxi City Shou?"
Dharma Protector God King? What is this? What is the Dharma Protector God King of the Milo Sect? Why do they call Lord Mi the Divine Concubine?"
With a "boom", everyone who heard Lin Qi's words suddenly became confused.
The members of the tiger clan with bald heads started to commotion, while those members of the real power group who were wearing long robes and were handsome and unrestrained pulled out their weapons and charged toward Lin Qi with roars.
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Lin Qi had a gloomy look on his face, pulled out his army-slaying ax, and struck out with a heavy blow.
A tiger roar came, and a tiger-shaped energy blasted out from the army-slaying axe. A red hot stream roared up, turning into a large sea of fire and covering the group of powerful tribesmen who rushed over. Rolling Tiger
The wave of energy rushed hundreds of meters away, and where it passed, hundreds of members of the powerful clan were chopped into pieces by an axe.
Lin Qi had a token with gleaming cold light in his hand, and he shouted sternly: "Here is the order to kill the tiger. The blood disciples of the Tiger clan obey the order and seal the city! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed!"
Linpu Xi and Miao Xiangtian had rushed outside the city with a large group of dead soldiers, but under Lin Qi's order, the defensive barriers of the Sky Castle had all been opened, and the thick barriers blocked them all out. Lin Pu
Xi's eyes widened and he howled at the top of his lungs: "Lin Qi, how dare you do this?"
Before he finished speaking, a mysterious figure flashed past, and a twelve-winged archangel appeared behind Lin Puxi with an expressionless face.
The long lightsaber pierced Lin Puxi's heart, and then with a wave of the long sword, Miao Xiangtian's beautiful head was chopped off with one sword.
The archangel glanced indifferently at the many tiger tribesmen in the castle, and then quietly flew away into the depths of the abyss.
Nearly a thousand dead soldiers simultaneously let out desperate cries. They rushed out one after another, blew themselves up, and perished together with the large group of winged men.