I wish you all a good mood every day Lin Qi suddenly understood the fact that why the group of ancestors of the Tiger Clan were able to easily loot the headquarters of the Miluo Divine Sect was not only because the ancestors of the Tiger Clan were extremely powerful, but also because they were simply a complete army Even if everyone had the same strength, would the ruffians be able to fight against the regular army?
"Bastard, what's the fuss" Lin Qi's ass was suddenly kicked heavily, Lin Qi hurriedly responded, and then took nine tiger guards lined up in two rows, striding forward with the clansmen in front of him.
The black boulder was dozens of miles in circumference, and at the edge of the boulder was a black stone beam that was clearly artificially processed.
The stone beam was a hundred meters wide, and it was at least a few hundred meters high above the craggy ground covered with countless cracks around it, even if he was running on the stone beam at such a height, Lin Qi still felt that the air around him was unbearable hot "This place, it's really a dead soul" The two rabbits were so hot that they were sweating, and they were covered with long black hair, and they were particularly uncomfortable here.
They shook their bodies, and saw that the black hair on their bodies suddenly became shorter, and the black hair, which was originally more than an inch long, suddenly became only a layer of bobo clinging to their bodies.
The donkey was even more crisp, the black hair on his body "snapped, exploded cleanly, revealing a black body of flesh, and panted and ran behind Lin Qi.
While running, the donkey spat frantically at the white foam: "It's hot, it's really hot, what the hell is this place, even if it's greedy, it's not so hot, Uncle Donkey is the first time to come to this kind of ghost place" "Bang, suddenly, a huge pole smashed on the donkey's head, and a bald man who followed Lin Qi's team and ran wildly shouted: "In the marching army, it is strictly forbidden to talk bastards, whoever brings the donkey to the desperate suppression, does he still bring his own rations?"
The donkey's eyes suddenly turned red, and it seems that the ration comes with its own ration a long, long time ago, and someone said so about the donkey "You are the rations, your family is all rations, in the eyes of the donkey uncle, you idiots are rations, who is your father, who is your grandfather, who is your great-grandfather, who is your grandfather, who is your donkey uncle, I swallowed them all as rations" The donkey was so angry that he kicked the bald man out with a hoove.
"Grandson, who dares to say that Uncle Donkey is rations, Uncle Donkey is not finished with him" The bald man who had been kicked away by the donkey was furious, and he roared and jumped to his feet, about to pounce on the donkey.
But a few other bald men beside him quickly came to his ear and muttered a few words, and the bald man's face suddenly became extremely weird, he stared at the donkey for a while, and then shook his head and turned around to find trouble with others.
"Uncle Donkey, is it very majestic" Lin Qi looked at the donkey in surprise.
"That's" the donkey's cheerful man stood up, running forward desperately with his two hind hooves, and while running, he flicked his long ears happily: "The prestige of the donkey uncle, no one in the whole tiger clan knows, no one knows it, but they haven't been here for hundreds of years, and a group of yellow-haired cubs have forgotten the majesty of the donkey uncle."
The monster laughed, and the donkey raised his head proudly: "I still remember that more than 10,000 years ago, Uncle Donkey went to Tiger Island for the first time, and several gray grandsons accused Uncle Donkey of peeping at their dream lover bathing, and insisted on making trouble for me, but Uncle Donkey gnawed their two semi-artifacts as fruits, and then Uncle Donkey moved Tiger Island."
The corners of Lin Qi's mouth twitched, and the nine tiger guards glanced at the donkey coldly, and there were suddenly some very strange and complicated expressions on their slate-like faces.
Rushing forward along the stone beam, the group rushed out of hundreds of miles like a violent wind, and the ground around them suddenly shook violently, and some cracks in the ground continued to spew out high-temperature steam and blue-blue firelight.
At this moment, a huge circular sinkhole suddenly appeared in front of me.
This circular sinkhole is about 100 miles in diameter, and the black sinkhole does not know how deep it is, only scorching winds continue to rush out of the sinkhole.
In the middle of this sky, just as Lin Qi had seen from Lin Huai's memory, a sky castle was steadily suspended there, and dazzling magical flames were released around it.
The sound of huge wings flapping came from all directions, and as soon as Lin Qi saw the sky castle, a gust of wind set off around him, and a large group of winged people with only a pair of white wings on their backs and red eyes rushed out of the sinkhole expressionlessly, and launched an attack on Lin Qi and the others desperately.
The strength of these winged people, Lin Qi is really embarrassed to evaluate, they are probably slightly stronger than the status warriors.
With such combat power, not to mention a demigod, even a saint can slaughter them wantonly like a chicken and a dog.
But more than 100,000 white winged people rushed out of the sinkhole in such a chaotic manner, wielding a dim white lightsaber, and roaring down expressionlessly, and one after another white sword qi tore through the air and poured down like raindrops.
The dense sword qi covered the entire team, and there was no room to dodge at all.
But the warriors of the Tiger Clan didn't dodge, they just rushed towards these winged people with their heads held high, and the dim sword qi stabbed at their bodies, making a dull sound of "poof, poof, without even the slightest destructive power."
For these powerful thugs of the Tiger Clan, the status-level attack power is equivalent to a gentle spring light rain, without the slightest threat.
On the contrary, a few bald men running at the front waved their hands, and a wave of majestic air roared out, rushing to the front of tens of thousands of winged people, "boom, exploded and died, dense winged people exploded one after another, and the surrounding air violently vibrate.
"The air here is so viscous and the gravity is so strong, how did they fly" Lin Qi looked at the large number of slain winged people, and shouted in his heart in confusion.
"They're just war puppets, they're weapons, they're not living beings at all" The Temple of Doom muttered slowly, "So, they can adapt to all circumstances."
Even in the deep sea, they can still maintain more than ninety percent of their combat effectiveness.
If it weren't for the all-terrain, all-weather combat capability, the Angel Legion wouldn't be such a headache."
Suddenly, the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse roared: "Be careful, I feel a big guy" A bald man killed the last few winged men with a punch, and suddenly a white light rushed out from the sinkhole, and a winged man with four pairs of gorgeous white wings on his back and a few golden light feathers faintly in his feathers rushed out at a dizzying speed, and stabbed at the bald man with a sword. 、 No one was wary of the appearance of this eight-winged winged man, the bald man snorted, and was pierced through the chest by the lightning-fast winged man's sword, and then the man's left hand swung out a white pillar of light the thickness of a bowl, hitting the big man's body like thunder, blowing him up backwards.
Several tiger clan men hugged the injured clansmen, saw the transparent hole in the big man's chest, and then looked at the upper body of his internal organs that were scorched, and several tiger clan men let out a sharp scream at the same time.
This is the fate of the Tiger Clan warriors, this is the fate they cannot avoid.
Suppress the Peerless Realm, and you will be ready to sacrifice anytime and anywhere, because you don't know what kind of risks are hidden behind a group of weak enemies.
You have no idea when a powerful enemy will pop up that you can't fight.
The eight-winged man raised his long sword, and with a ruthless sword, hundreds of feather-shaped beams shot out, unleashing an indiscriminate covering attack on all the Tiger Clansmen at the front of the line.
Lin Qi's spiritual power was immediately released, and the attack power of each of these beams was equivalent to the full force of a high-level demigod.
In the surface world, such a blow is enough to destroy a small kingdom, but here, it is just an ordinary attack.
The structure of the space here is extremely stable, which proves that the rocks and other objects here are strong enough to withstand the heavy bombardment of the demigods.
Dozens of tiger demigods greeted them, they waved their weapons to block the attack of the eight-winged man, and then a series of angry dragon-like sword light and axe power swept out with a dull tiger roar, slashing the eight-winged man's body to pieces.
A white spar the size of a human head flew out of the eight-winged man's body slowly, and then exploded violently.
Dozens of tiger demigods besieging the eight-winged winged man vomited blood and flew back at the same time, and nearly half of them were seriously injured by the winged man's self-explosion.
This is the most troublesome part of the Angel Legion, not to mention the huge number, once they fail, they will immediately blow themselves up, and the power of the self-explosion is enough to severely damage the strong enemy whose strength is one level higher than them.
This kind of scoundrel-like dispatch once terrified the army of the gods during the primeval god war, and the tiger clan suppressed such an angelic legion, which has lasted from the era of the primeval destruction to the present day "Damn," Lin Qi roared angrily.
"Now you know how powerful the angel legion is" The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse chuckled and laughed a few times: "Find Heavenly Mountain, repair his control core, wake him up, and then this legion will be owned by you Those low-level angels don't need to make too many at all, he actually maintains the ability to create eight-winged angels, then, we just need this kind of high-level archangel." ” Lin Qi strode forward with a gloomy face, the warriors of the Tiger Clan had already rescued those clansmen who were injured by the explosion, more than a dozen minor injuries, more than twenty heavy injuries, and basically all of them were tragic injuries with ruptured internal organs.
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As for the Tiger Clan warrior who was attacked by the eight-winged angel, there was only one breath left at the moment, according to the Tiger Clan's combat experience on weekdays, this clansman was bound to die.
Brief introduction: After reading all the books of the saints, he ascended to the Tianzi Hall at dusk, this is the golden age of scholars.
Holding the sword of the Son of Heaven and the beautiful girl beside him, this is the romantic era that belongs to Xu Qian.
The song and swallow dance of the warbler, throwing a lot of money, on both sides of the Qinhuai River, the endless romance.
The title of the gold list, full of spirit, pointing out the country, and the endless rise and fall.
All of this did not belong to Xu Qian originally.
When I came, I was destined to be famous all over the world The tiger has finished this work: the wife is like a cloud, a good husband in the Ming Dynasty, and there is no record of eunuchs.
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