Chapter seven hundred and twenty third victory, fangs
In the small courtyard, when the two maids were killed by a big axe, Lin Qi had already jumped up.
Those two maids were docile and lovely. They had been serving Lin Qi's meals and drinks for the past two days. They had grown up in the Black Tiger family since childhood and had been hanging out with a group of tough men for many years. When they grew up, they were thrown into the Black Tiger family.
Yuan Shen Prison, frankly speaking, Lin Qi has never felt such gentle and considerate care.
These two little maids, who were as supple and lovely as Shuizhu'er, were actually killed by these grinning snow werewolves right in front of him. Lin Qi's murderous intention surged in his heart, and he let out a long, low roar like a mad tiger, and pulled out his weapon.
The army-slaying ax rushed towards those snow wolves.
The two snow wolves who bore the brunt showed their sharp fangs. They looked at Lin Qi, with a flash of surprise in their pale green eyes.
"Lin Qi, the secret trader of the West, catch him alive! This kid is rich, very rich!" The two snow werewolves laughed happily. In their eyes, Lin Qi was a big golden sheep - in their eyes
According to the intelligence, Lin Qi is just a secret trader from the West who has a lot of strength but has no other talents.
The Snow Werewolves dropped their weapons and rushed toward Lin Qi. They waved their thick arms and grabbed Lin Qi's shoulders. They wanted to catch him alive. When they came out, the big shots behind them and the division commanding their actions
It has been said that Lin Qi must be captured alive.
The army-slaying ax was swung forward in a straight line, splitting a semi-arc black light and shadow silently in the rain curtain.
The two Snow Werewolves felt a chill in their waists and abdomens, and a large amount of blood and internal organs spurted out from their waists. Their lower bodies stayed in place, while their upper bodies flew out, feebly rushing towards Lin Qi. Faced with the attack,
When the ferocious orcs came, Lin Qi silently waved his left fist.
With two "clicks", two ferocious wolf heads were smashed to pieces by Lin Qi, and blood and broken bones and flesh spurted out more than ten meters away.
Countless raindrops stagnant in the air were smashed by Lin Qi's violent body, and Lin Qi fell next to the two killed maids. Their originally gentle and watery eyes became lifeless. They looked at the gray mist with a hint of fear.
stagnant night sky.
Lin Qi squatted beside them and gently closed their eyes. Their faces were still warm, but their soft and pretty faces were like withered flowers that had lost all their charm. For the first time in his life, Lin Qi felt
When the people around him are suddenly deprived of their lives, he has a complex feeling that makes him very annoyed, angry, and powerless.
Letting out a low tiger roar, Lin Qi suddenly roared angrily: "What are you still doing? Kill them all!"
The white tiger's fighting spirit made a dull sound of gold and iron clashing, roaring into the army-slaying axe. The huge army-slaying ax ejected an unparalleled sharp black light, and layers of light wrapped around a large number of runes the size of a fly's head rushed out in all directions, covering it.
The mysterious power and black light in the entire courtyard collided violently, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread rapidly in all directions.
There was a bright purple light flashing between Lin Qi's eyebrows. It was like a third eye was slowly opening in the middle of his eyebrows.
The powerful mental power spread to all directions, and all the soul flames within a ten-mile radius of the small courtyard appeared clearly in front of his eyes as if Lin Qi had seen it with his own eyes. Most of the soul flames were very weak.
, only three groups of soul flames are a hundred times more powerful than ordinary people's souls, like three small purple suns burning fiercely in the void.
Three saints, intermediate divine magicians!
Different from the souls of ordinary magicians, the souls of divine warlocks contain a trace of divine power. This is the biggest difference between divine magicians and ordinary mages. The souls of these three divine warlocks constantly exude a chill that can freeze everything.
The aura of divine power is the unique aura of the priests of the Icefield Temple of the Snowfield Federation.
The gods enshrined in the Icefield Temple are the same as those in the Odin Temple. They are good at controlling ice, snow, storms and various natural forces. The three divine warlocks in front of them, the gods they enshrine, are obviously good at controlling ice, snow and cold air.
Otherwise, they would not be able to freeze the space where this small courtyard is located.
"You all, go to hell!" Lin Qi sneered, and huge magic power poured into the World Ring, activating the soul secret method 'Soul Extraction' engraved on the World Ring. The soul extraction secret method of a single body was blocked by Lin Qi's huge magic power.
It twitched and aroused three times in an instant.
With the peak strength of Saint Lin Qi, his soul origin is comparable to that of the peak Saint Master. Even stronger than them. Especially since he has condensed the power of demigods, his spiritual power has undergone strange changes. Three ways
A pale green light beam as thick as an arm shot out, instantly hitting the three divine warlocks of the Ice Temple standing on the roof hundreds of meters away.
Poor three middle-level saint magicians. Their souls were extracted by Lin Qi without any resistance. The three groups of souls howled miserably and were forcibly stripped from their bodies. Along with the heart-stopping soul fluctuations, they were quickly imprisoned.
In the World Ring.
"You deserve to die!" Without the slightest pity or hesitation, Lin Qi forcibly pulled the three groups of souls into his spiritual sea. The huge soul power turned into countless gossamer-like soul knives, and cruelly dissected the three groups of souls.
The Icefield Temple is dedicated to the priests of the God of Blizzard, and is the direct disciple of the Chief Master of the Snowfield Federation. They have been lurking in the Blood Qin Empire for three years under secret orders - they are just a rotating group of people, and there have been many batches of people before them.
The men and horses of the Icefield Temple are lurking in Shuangyang Red Dragon City.
They received the protection of a certain dignitary in Shuangyang Red Dragon City, and all their actions in Shuangyang Red Dragon City did not attract anyone's attention - their apparent identity was that they were a big figure in the Snowfield Federation who was closest to the Blood Qin Empire.
Businessmen of the tribal alliance, because of this status, they even received a lot of preferential treatment from the officials of the Blood Qin Empire.
This time, they suddenly received information that a fat and oily Western secret trader suddenly appeared, and he only had a little bit of brute force and no other power. The greedy snow werewolves immediately rushed out, preparing to kill
This big fat sheep was captured alive and squeezed out an astronomical amount of wealth.
As for Hu Xinzhu and Sha Xinyue, these three magicians know their identities. They want to find out Ying Zhu's movements in the past few days from Hu Xinzhu's mouth. After all, the Snowfield Federation has sent troops, and they want to get some information from Hu Xinzhu.
Intelligence. As for Sha Xinyue, this is purely due to the nature of the Snow Werewolf. Among the three main orc races in the Snowfield Federation, the Snow Bear, Snow Leopard, and Snow Wolf, the Snow Werewolf are the most greedy and lustful, especially they like humans.
They had no reason to let go of a stunning woman like Sha Xinyue.
"You all deserve to die!"
Countless purple thunders roared down from the spiritual sea, and Lin Qi crushed the souls of the three divine warlocks to pieces, devouring the origin of their souls cleanly.
The three snow wolf swordsmen swung their huge horse-killing swords towards Lin Qi. They felt the terrifying soul pressure from the secret soul technique that Lin Qi had just released. They no longer dared to say anything about capturing Lin Qi alive.
Now he directly killed Lin Qi.
A dark shadow rushed out from the slanting stab. Bilibili waved two daggers, passing over the bodies of the three snow wolf swordsmen like ghosts. Three huge silver wolf heads flew up with blood arrows, beep
Libili cut off their necks unceremoniously, and at the same time a flood of flattery came: "Great and noble master, how can your noble hands be stained with their despicable and filthy blood? Your servant
Bilibili is enough to deal with them, it’s enough for you to just watch from the sidelines!”
Bilibili's flattering voice was quickly silenced by another, more flattering voice.
"Oh, my master, great master, you are my only god. You are high above, you overlook the earth, and your light shines on all things! Why should such a great being like you have to deal with these humble, smelly, inferior creatures?
So close? Just rest aside, your most devout servant Alda has felt your anger, these damn bastards, their lives will be completely ended today!"
Alda was suspended in the air, with a soul-trembling demonic energy rolling around him. He loudly flattered Lin Qi, and at the same time, one soul magic after another continued to hit him.
One after another, the Snow Wolf warriors howled miserably and rolled on the ground. Their souls were extracted, torn to pieces, and burned by the vicious demon flames. Alda was laughing loudly, and the devil's methods continued to wreak havoc on these Snow Wolf men. Their souls were
The soul releases powerful negative auras, which are absorbed by Alda and quickly strengthen his soul.
But the wine barrel came out very simply, and smashed all the snow werewolves into meat pies with one hammer.
Just like smashing a mole, the movement of the wine barrel is unhurried, but extremely efficient. Each hammer can always kill a snow werewolf.
Finally, the Snow Werewolf collapsed, and the remaining Snow Werewolves roared in panic and quickly dispersed in all directions.
But the hazy yellow sand wrapped around the entire small courtyard. During the day and night, he stood under the small building, protecting the Hu Xinzhu brothers and sisters while using magic to seal off the entire small courtyard. No one could leave, and all the snow wolves must
Die here.
At this moment, a high-pitched horn sounded, and the four walls of the small courtyard were suddenly blasted to pieces by battering rams.
A low, powerful, and crazy voice rose to the sky: "How brave are you, you idiots from the Snowfield Federation, how dare you act so recklessly in Shuangyang Red Dragon City? Hey, take them all down and kill them on the spot! Furious Tide Crossbow
Formation, shoot!”
‘Boom’, ‘Boom’, ‘Boom’, ‘Boom’!
The small courtyard was surrounded by at least tens of thousands of armored warriors. These warriors raised their crossbows at the same time, and dense arrows roared out. It was like a roaring tide, covering the entire small courtyard.
Just as countless arrows were shot, Lin Qi turned around and looked at the person who gave the order!
Ying Sheng was riding on a black tiger, looking at Lin Qi with a ferocious sneer.
A bit of white light flickered at the corner of Yingsheng's mouth. It was a curved, strange-shaped fang that was nearly three times longer than an ordinary tiger's tooth.
