The shrill screams were earth-shattering. As a strong man who has mastered the true power, even if he screamed, his voice was full of energy, much louder than the ordinary shouts of thousands of people!
In particular, Lin Haiyuan and the other three have been enjoying themselves for thousands of years, but have they ever suffered any hardships? As the Zong Ling in charge of the daily power of the Tiger Clan, they have people to serve them even when they are dressing, and almost even when they eat, they have someone to help them move their jaws and chew the rice grains.
, they are strong men, but they have not touched Yang Chun Shui for countless years. How have they ever suffered such serious injuries?
Lin Haiyuan's arms and two calves were blown off, his back was blown to pieces, and his spine was blown out.
Lin Qingyue and Lin Yading's injuries were slightly lighter. They were further away, and they were not directly hit by the dragon flame impact like Lin Haiyuan. They were only on the edge of the explosive force of the dragon flame impact, so they were only shaken out of their internal injuries.
, a large piece of his skin was blown to pieces, and he looked much prettier than Lin Haiyuan.
Even so, the three of them were still in pain like domestic pigs that had been stabbed hundreds of times by a butcher's knife. They howled in heart-rending pain. The howls even made the weaker tribesmen around them vomit blood and retreat.
Don't dare to stay around them.
A series of dense explosions sounded, and at least a dozen defensive magic devices exploded on the bodies of Lin Haiyuan and the three of them. Various pendants, amulets, automatically triggered shields and inner armor were shaken everywhere by the impact of dragon flames.
It was a crack that barely protected the three of them and escaped back to the large group of tribesmen. These magic devices were completely destroyed.
"You guys are so brave!" Lin Haiyuan was lying on the hot stone beam. His bloodshot eyes were staring at Lin Qi standing on the top of the city, and he was trembling and howling: "Lin Qi, you.
What a coward! If you dare to disobey and offend your superiors, you will be punished by death!"
Lin Qi dug his ears, then took out a bottle of rum and took a gulp of it.
The three twelve-winged archangels slowly flapped their wings and flew toward Lin Haiyuan and the others. Behind these three archangels, more than twenty ten-winged archangels and hundreds of eight-winged archangels came with a mighty force.
An army of hundreds of thousands of wingmen rushed towards Lin Haiyuan and the others.
Lin Haiyuan howled angrily. His body trembled, and he was about to jump up to fight. Suddenly, his feet were in the air, and the broken bones hit the ground hard. He wailed in pain and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.
Only then did Lin Haiyuan realize that both of his legs had been broken by Lin Qi's blow! His two legs were blown to pieces like this!
Lin Qingyue and Lin Yading screamed at the top of their lungs: "Fight. Fight! Kill these damn wingmen!"
The tiger tribesmen from the three major branch sects who followed them to the Yiren Absolute Territory drew out their long swords and lined up to greet the Yiren. Several of the strongest tribesmen let out low tiger roars, and real tigers roared again and again.
When activated, the rolling sound waves caused a dull and loud noise, shattering hundreds of low-level wingmen who quickly approached them.
The energy core of the Winged People exploded, and clouds of white light quickly enveloped Lin Haiyuan and the thousands of Tiger Clan members they had brought with them.
Countless low-level wingmen rushed towards the tiger clan members without fear of death. They swung out white sword light like raindrops, causing an overwhelming sound of flapping wings, which was like a storm and suppressed the tiger clan members.
From the beginning, no matter how fast these tiger tribesmen killed the enemy, the winged man army just moved forward step by step.
Suddenly, the figure of a twelve-winged archangel swayed. He brought dozens of erratic afterimages in the air, and his long sword suddenly swept forward. Two clan members at the peak level of demigods howled miserably.
With a sound, he was cut into four pieces by a sword.
The archangel killed two tiger tribesmen with one sword, and then he quickly dodged back and moved thousands of meters away easily. Twelve pale golden wings spread out, and the archangel's cold and ruthless face
A very human and disdainful sneer suddenly appeared on his face.
When the control core of Heaven Mountain was repaired, and when the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse injected its own backup spiritual consciousness of Heaven Mountain into the core of Heaven Mountain, these highest-ranking archangels have restored their spirituality. Their souls
Although not complete, just a wisp of soul fragments containing instinctive combat experience and combat consciousness, their spirituality is far beyond that of ordinary low-level winged people.
The mighty low-level wingmen dominated the vision of the Tiger clansmen brought by Lin Haiyuan. At a glance, they could see dense white wings everywhere. No matter how hard they tried to bombard forward, like the sword energy of a hurricane,
Each strike of the ax light can tear open the bodies of hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of low-level winged men, but the number of winged men in their field of vision has not decreased at all.
Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, and the three archangels flashed above the heads of the Tiger tribe. The lightsabers in their hands spurted out dazzling white flames. With the dull sound of thunder, they slashed down three of them with one sword.
The giant white cross that was more than ten miles long fell from the sky with billowing flames and countless thunders, and struck heavily in the ranks of the Tiger tribe.
After the three archangels sent out this blow, the wings behind them suddenly turned into dim white, and the faint golden divine light disappeared without a trace. They retreated backwards with haggard faces, three white cross-shaped groups
The beam of light flew into the sky, and nearly a thousand Tiger Clan members were quietly turned into ashes and smoke in this terrifying blow.
Lin Yading was just enveloped by a white beam of light. He bared his teeth and let out a shrill howl of pain. The overbearing and extreme light element condensed like a blade of power and crazily eroded his body. Lin Yading felt as if he had been immersed in aqua regia.
There was a little chicken, and heartbreaking pain continued to be felt all over his body. His skin and muscles were dissolved in the bright white light, and black smoke kept spraying out from his body.
A black shield with a diameter of several meters flew out of Lin Yading's body. The multi-faceted prismatic shield sprayed out a large black lotus-shaped light mist, wrapping him tightly inside. The white light beam and the black lotus rubbed against each other, releasing a huge
The roar caused many tribesmen around Lin Yading to vomit blood and fly out!
Lin Qi looked at Lin Yading's black shield in surprise. Sha Minyan, who didn't know when he came to him, frowned and muttered: "That is an important weapon used by the Miluo Cult to destroy the palace. It costs more than a thousand
Years ago, some people from the Tiger Clan raided a divine master of the Destruction Shrine and robbed this important weapon."
Turning to look at Lin Qi, Sha Minyan said in a low voice: "The person who got this shield was a descendant of the Tiger clan. But ten years later, he died in the Winged Realm, and along with this
The shield also disappeared without a trace! Unexpectedly, it actually ended up in Lin Yading's hands!"
The corner of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. Is this trying to trick his own tribe and then plunder their equipment?
Since Lin Yading and you all can do this kind of thing, Lin Qi will not have any psychological pressure at all with the little tricks he is currently using. He smiled and raised a finger, and all the magic circles in the sky castle were exhausted.
Operating with all his strength, the rolling flame elements turned into a crimson torrent, roaring and gathering on Lin Qi's finger.
A large amount of magic crystals spurted out from Lin Qi's world ring and were continuously swallowed up by the magic array of the Sky Castle. Under the transformation of the magic array, these magic crystals turned into violent flame energy, which was quickly drained by Lin Qi.
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Gradually, a blue-red fireball with a diameter of a kilometer condensed on Lin Qi's fingertips, emitting a high temperature that even a rough-skinned tiger warrior like Lin Tiemu could not bear. Lin Qi coughed lightly,
Then the fireball quickly collapsed inward. Amidst the roar of wind and fire, the fireball containing great power condensed into a fist-sized cyan-blue fireball at Lin Qi's fingertips.
The cyan-blue fireball, which looked like a crystal carving, seemed motionless, but the air around it was burned and twisted, almost even the space dissolved. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree sighed quietly in the sea of Lin Qi: "Perfect performance,
This is the power of a royal warrior, who can perfectly control the magical elements of the outside world! Although he is only a royal warrior, Lin Qi's performance can only be described as amazing!"
Lin Qi smiled and looked at Lin Haiyuan and others who were being besieged by countless wingmen.
Lin Haiyuan's eyes widened. Through a gap that was opened by the tribesmen around him from the winged mania, he saw the process of Lin Qi condensing the fireball and using incredible power to forcibly compress the fireball.
"What do you want to do!" Lin Haiyuan roared at the top of his lungs: "Lin Qi, do you dare to attack us? What do you want to do?"
Lin Qi politely bowed to Lin Haiyuan from a distance: "Dear Haiyuan Zongling, you are being besieged by the Yi people. You are my most respected elder! Lin Qi is just afraid that something will happen to you, so
I’m here to help you!”
With a bright smile, Lin Qi hooked his fingers, and the small fireball roared out, twisting the void wherever it passed, and the blue flame turned into a giant dragon, roaring towards Lin Haiyuan.
past.
Or it was a coincidence, or Lin Qi did it intentionally. After he shot the fireball, a large group of winged men rose into the sky at the same time, forming an empty and unobstructed road between Lin Qi and Lin Haiyuan.
Attack route. The small blue fireball shot past and shot straight in front of Lin Haiyuan with a harsh cracking sound.
More than a dozen branch disciples who were loyal to Lin Haiyuan screamed and rushed forward. Each held a shield and stood in front of Lin Haiyuan. However, a series of "chichi" sounds were heard. The strength of the dozen or so disciples was astonishing.
, the weakest have reached the high level of demigods, and the three strongest have even come into contact with real power. The members of the sub-clan who have nearly completed the so-called 'first stage' of the transformation of Osmanthus Tree, their bodies together with their bodyguards
The magic guide was penetrated by the fireball at the same time.
Just like a spear pierced through more than a dozen pieces of tofu, the bodies of these branch clan members were penetrated by the fireball, and a transparent hole the size of a fist was clearly visible in their bodies. Then large swaths of blue flames erupted from their bodies in an instant, and from
It erupted from every pore, burning them into white ashes in the blink of an eye. Their weapons and shields, their armors and other magic tools were all burned into molten iron in the blue flames.
There are even some magic instruments of poor quality that are simply vaporized instantly.