The power of the Apocalypse Gray Knight also belongs to the death system, and it is the most original power of death that belongs to complete annihilation. Before the Nine-tailed Wraith had time to launch her most powerful attack, it only caused a little mental damage to Lin Qi and others.
When she was in trouble, Cologne Shiba led his men to kill her with one blow. The gray sword light tore her body apart, and then a light shot out from Lin Qi's palm, and all the pieces of the resentful spirit were sucked in.
"What a generous God Lord! The soul power of this giant resentful spirit is enough for me to create dozens of dragon souls at the level of lower-level god generals!" Long Ya smiled heartily, and the golden thunder clouds above his head rolled violently.
Then, countless giant dragons hiding in the thunderclouds, circling and flying, simultaneously let out deafening dragon roars.
"What did I see?" Sitase seemed to have discovered the existence of the Apocalypse Knight. She stared blankly at Cologne Eighteen and the Gray Knights standing next to him. After a long time, she grabbed her hard.
Scratching his forehead: "Apocalypse... Knights of Apocalypse, but you should all be destroyed... The Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse? I once led the Death Army to attack the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse."
Cologne Eighteen raised his head and looked at Sitase coldly and ruthlessly: "The gods must be completely cleansed. The colonial legion, the first prohibition of the indigenous management regulations, any... resisters must be destroyed. There will be no chance of surrender.
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Sthese also lowered her head, staring at Cologne Eighteen with a bright gray light in her eyes: "Indigenous? I hate this word, we are the noble Azer clan... Strange, Azer
What kind of race are the gods? It seems that I should destroy them? But, I should destroy you even more! Why does my head hurt so much? Who is affecting my will? "
Lin Qi widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Sitase. This woman, this powerful god, seemed to have a mental problem. Ahimiel narrowed her eyes and smiled proudly: "Maybe I know
What happened to the unlucky Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb? This ugly old woman wants to seize control of the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb. She wants to devour the consciousness of the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb and plunder the core of the rules of the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb."
Ahimiel smiled sarcastically. Ahimiel twisted her small waist proudly: "But, is the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb so easy to deal with? Even if the Ancient Cursed Spirit Mausoleum is seriously injured, a god wants to occupy it.
Consciousness? Oh, how many years has this ugly and stupid woman been trapped here? Is she controlling the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb, or is the Ancient Cursed Spirit Tomb swallowing her soul?"
"I want, I want to kill you!" Sitase screamed in pain several times, and then she let out a sharp howl. She waved her hands, and dozens of gray light balls the size of human heads roared past her.
It surged out, bringing up a large amount of smoke and hitting Lin Qi and others on the head. The expressions of Lin Qi and others changed slightly, and suddenly a bone dragon filled with rich death energy jumped up from Lin Qi's head.
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This skull dragon rushed out of Lin Qi's body along a thin line of undead ghost fire. His original size was only one ten thousandth of the size of a sesame seed. But when he flew out of Lin Qi's body, he immediately faced the storm and swelled to
Thousands of meters long, the huge bone dragon curled up like a strong castle, firmly protecting Lin Qi and his party inside.
A trace of strange light continued to pour into the bone dragon's body along Lin Qi's body. The light ball swung by Sitase continued to explode, and each blow could break most of the bone dragon's body into pieces, but the bone dragon
The body continued to grow, and dozens of light balls killed the bone dragon at least nearly a hundred times, but with the full support of Longya, the bone dragon still remained generally intact.
"You are so abominable!" Sitase screamed hysterically: "Why can't you let me kill you more easily? Just like that time. Why do you want to resist? Why do you want to resist us? Why can't you just let us kill you?
you?"
The voice of Hades Temple suddenly sounded: "Master Lin Qi, there is indeed some problem with this woman's soul. Contact the Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb to see if we can awaken his consciousness. I can feel that this woman's power is recovering.
When she was delirious and her strength was at its weakest, she completely awakened the controlling consciousness of the Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb."
Lin Qi did not dare to neglect. He knelt on one knee and pressed his right hand firmly on the floor of the ancient mausoleum of the cursed spirit. Several thin lines of green light poured out from Lin Qi's palm and quickly disappeared into the cursed spirit.
The ground of the ancient mausoleum. Lin Qi's spiritual power extended along the roots of the osmanthus tree to the depths of the Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum. He saw the specific structure of the Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum.
Countless complex magic arrays appeared in Lin Qi's mental vision. They were complex structures that Lin Qi could not imagine. Every inch of space in the Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb was densely covered with tens of billions of magic arrays, large and small.
It is a huge system that is so complex that it cannot be cracked. These magic arrays are mysterious and unpredictable. Countless magic arrays gathered together, combined with endless energy, constitute the body of the Curse Spirit Tomb.
The roots of the osmanthus tree continuously pass through the magic arrays that emit powerful energy fluctuations. Every time they pass through a magic array, the osmanthus tree will release a burst of cyan light patterns. Lin Qi does not understand what is contained in these light patterns.
information, but those magic arrays that obviously contained terrifying power allowed the roots of the osmanthus tree to pass through so easily.
It seemed that countless years had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed. Lin Qi felt a sudden light in front of him, and a strange figure sitting on a throne of the undead appeared in front of Lin Qi. Countless thin lines filled with death.
The light flow of breath gathered from all directions and poured into the figure holding a long wooden staff and wearing a gray cloak.
There are so many undead beams and they are so bright that this figure is like a gray sun, constantly emitting endless light and a terrifying cold air that makes people despair. And above this figure, Sthese
The shadow was looming, most of her body was not included in the figure, only one head was still exposed.
Hundreds of vengeful spirits whose bodies were condensed like crystal statues appeared in all directions. The bodies of these vengeful spirits were filled with countless undead runes. They exuded suffocating and terrifying spiritual fluctuations. With the strength of Lin Qi's soul now, he could feel it for a while.
Heart palpitations.
In terms of absolute soul strength, Lin Qi's soul is hundreds of times more powerful than these resentful spirits. But as mentioned before, the structure of these resentful spirits is to devour and destroy souls. Although they are stronger than
Lin Qi's soul is weaker, but in terms of soul-level lethality, Lin Qi's soul may not be able to withstand their attacks.
It's like a giant and a poisonous snake. The giant's size and power are far more powerful than the snake, but the snake can kill the giant silently with just one bite and a drop of venom. Lin Qi's
The relationship between the soul and these resentful spirits is similar to this. If strangled head-on, Lin Qi's soul can smash those demonic snakes like a giant lifting a boulder, but once Lin Qi is attacked by these resentful spirits, his soul may be like
Like a poisoned giant, he died silently.
Lin Qi's body was trembling slightly. He looked at these powerful resentful spirits with vigilance and was ready to attack with all his strength.
The osmanthus tree gently stretched a small rhizome toward the huge figure sitting on the throne of the undead. The green rhizome touched the figure's eyebrows directly. Then Lin Qi's body felt a slight pain, and a drop of his blood
It was taken out and quickly injected into the figure's body along the roots of the osmanthus tree.
The lifeless figure sitting on the throne suddenly came to life. He was originally like a statue. Two gray will-o'-the-wisps suddenly lit up in the eye sockets under his hood: "I'm very happy to see you, the immortal sweet-scented osmanthus tree."
!How many years have passed? Are you still fighting? My body was severely damaged, and my control consciousness was severely damaged by the seven gods. I fell into a deep sleep..."
Before he finished speaking, the cursed spirit ancient mausoleum roared angrily: "Who is infecting my control consciousness? Death Lord Sitase! This damn woman, she wants to rob me of the core of the law of death.
! Ha, luckily you woke me up, otherwise she would have succeeded in twenty thousand years at most! What a damn woman, she almost succeeded!"
"The Ancient Tomb of Cursed Spirits, fight back! All resentful spirits, all souls unwilling to die, curse, be angry, roar, struggle, turn all the negative power of your souls into the wails of the undead, and tear this to pieces
The spirit of a foolish woman!"
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree quickly returned to Lin Qi's body with Lin Qi's spiritual power. The entire Cursed Spirit Ancient Tomb was shaking violently. Countless resentful spirits and the shrill cries of wronged souls came from all directions. Countless spirits flew out of the Cursed Spirit Ancient Tomb.
After a fierce battle broke out with the skeleton army, the resentful souls rushed back crazily, turning into dazzling torrents that continuously poured into the big black pit in the middle of the ancient tomb.
A huge soul aura spread out from the ancient mausoleum. As the number of returning resentful spirits and wronged souls increased, this soul aura became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a hazy figure with a height of a thousand meters emerged from the ancient mausoleum.
Appearing above the big black pit, this figure was wearing a gray cloak, with gray will-o'-the-wisps flashing in his eyes, holding a long wooden staff, and surrounded by countless ghost cries and wolf howls.
"Sthese, despicable woman, do you want to control me?" Cursed Spirit Guling smiled lowly: "Stupid woman, with the crude law of death you master, how can you possibly understand what I have done for tens of thousands of eons?
The mystery of the death core formed by collecting countless laws of death? Hey, those idiots who attacked me with you back then, they all seem to have been swallowed by me?"