I wish you all a good mood every day "Betrayal, shameless betrayal" The Osmanthus Tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse looked at the human beings who were entangled and stood still in the same place as they were at the moment of death, and the angry roar shook Lin Qi Linghai and set off a frenzy, causing a wave of ripples in his soul, almost making him unable to control his soul power and go out indiscriminately.
Hordes of human corpses froze there, dressed in identical clothes and armed with different weapons, using the most ruthless and merciless moves to slay the enemies in front of them.
In many places, these humans, who still exuded a terrifying and powerful murderous aura, their limbs entangled with each other, their teeth digging deep into each other's necks, and their entire palms slammed into each other's vital points.
Standing in front of two middle-aged men standing facing each other, with their entire arms stabbed into each other's chests, Lin Qi was silent for a long time.
They were all humans, dressed in the same clothes and exuding the same powerful aura, and they fought each other to the death.
Lin Qi couldn't tell which of them was a traitor and who was betrayed.
No matter whether they were good or bad in life, whether they were loyal or traitorous, they all died stiffly here.
The rhizome of the osmanthus tree peeked through Lin Qi's fingertips, constantly sweeping the metal coat of arms on these people's chests, announcing their names.
One by one, the names sounded softly, Lin's, Yun's, Sha's...
Familiar surnames are constantly reported by the osmanthus tree.
The surnames of the twelve hermitage clans continued to sound here, and then some other surnames were mixed in as well.
Lin Qi looked around, most of these dead humans were of the Eastern race, a very small number of them were Black Spirit people, and the rest were of the Western race.
All of them widened their eyes, opened their mouths and let out a silent roar, and the weapons in their hands, or simply their own limbs, were inserted into each other's bodies by the most cruel and direct means, putting each other to death.
"What's going on here," Lin Qi muttered a few times in a low voice.
"Don't ask us, we don't know," Osmanthus sighed in a low voice, "but a great war broke out here, and there is no doubt that a part of the human race betrayed their bloodline, and they betrayed what should not be betrayed."
They are shame, they are sin, they are sin, they must be cleansed completely, they ... ” Sighing heavily, the osmanthus tree waved countless thick rhizomes helplessly: "It's useless to say these now, put their corpses away, and then, go to the control core of Heavenly Mountain."
Hurry up, take control of Heavenly Mountain" Countless cyan streamers poured out from Lin Qi's palms, and streamers rolled up those stiff corpses and neatly placed them side by side.
No matter who is good or bad, they are all lying there at the moment, without the slightest breath.
One after another weapons that constantly emitted a mournful sound were rolled up by the osmanthus tree, and the Shengxian Pond unceremoniously refined and purified these weapons thoroughly, and then fed them into the Tu Jun Axe.
Lin Qi felt the butcher axe tremble constantly, his temperature was getting higher and higher, as if there was a volcano brewing inside the butcher axe, and it could erupt at any time with terrifying power.
Lin Qi continued to move forward, and on the huge silver pillars in front of him, a large group of humans fell to the ground.
Their bodies were so tattered that each of them seemed to have been ravaged by hundreds of swords, and their bodies were in tatters, and the bodies of many of them were almost shattered.
In particular, some people's bodies had been cut off by the waist, but they seemed to have been hit so hard that their upper bodies were still climbing on the ground for a long distance, so that their upper and lower bodies were separated and there was a long blood streak in the middle.
Lin Qi saw a strong black spirit man whose body was cut open by Qi Jiu's soft ribs, his upper body crawled over a distance of more than 100 meters, and his hands slammed into the thighs of a middle-aged man with a shocked face like iron plates.
The black spirit man's palm cut into the middle-aged man's thigh from behind and poked out from the front of his thigh.
A middle-aged man with a shocked face was holding a small bayonet sword in the style of a black elf, stabbing a young man in the back of the heart from behind.
The young man's face turned pitch black, apparently infected by the poison on the sword, and he turned around with difficulty, and a strange-shaped scimitar in his hand slashed into the middle-aged man's head behind him.
Lin Qi stood beside the three of them, carefully analyzing their movements.
The young man who was attacked from behind was killed in front of a multi-armed demon clan with a hundred heads and thousands of arms, and looking at the injuries on the body of the super-level main god, it was obvious that he was killed by this young man with a clean knife.
If it hadn't been for the sneak attack from behind, this young man might not have fallen here.
And the middle-aged man who succeeded in the sneak attack, if it weren't for the black spirit man gritting his teeth and blasting through his thigh with his palm, the young man's counterattack before he was dying might not have touched a single hair of him at all.
"The young man who was attacked is called Ximen Yijie" Osmanthus Tree spoke slowly: "His physical condition is very strange, His qi veins and meridians are a hundred times more flexible than ordinary people, so he can burst out all the power of his whole body in an instant, releasing a killing power that is far thousands of times greater than that of existences of the same level."
"The leopards...
Ancestor" Lin Qi clicked his mouth.
The Ximen Leopard Clan, their attack method is the fierce blow like fireworks, which is their greatest characteristic, and it is also the terrifying talent that makes them firmly in the position of the strongest assassin of the Twelve Ancient Clans.
On Frost Leaf Island, Lin Qi had seen the people of the Leopard Clan make a move, an ordinary saint, after a short period of luck and momentum, he was actually able to burst out with a terrifying blow that was almost like a demigod, and that was really as gorgeous and brilliant as a meteor falling, which was enough to make any enemy standing in front of the Ximen Leopard Clan fearful.
Lin Qi squatted beside the slain dodging the secret demon clan, he carefully examined his body, this unlucky super-rank main god was indeed killed by a single blow.
A sharp and abnormal knife force opened his eyebrows, shattered his brain, completely annihilated his divine soul and true spirit, and directly extinguished all his vitality.
Lin Qi couldn't imagine how glorious the blow that broke out from this Ximen ancestor who was killed by a sneak attack was, a super-level main god was slashed by him with a knife, and it fell like a knife killing a chicken.
If it weren't for the fact that the clansmen of the Ximen clan would have a short gap in strength after a blow, maybe he would not have been attacked by the middle-aged man behind him.
Slowly pulled out the stabbing sword that had pierced into the back of Ximen Yijie's heart, and the black translucent stabbing sword actually made a sizzling sound like a poisonous snake, and the sword body turned like a twisted rattan towards Lin Qi's palm.
The rhizome of the osmanthus tree thrashed out violently, and slammed it the evil bayonet sword.
A wail sounded, and a little black flame came out of the stabbing sword, and then the osmanthus tree did not hesitate to roll up the short sword and throw it into the Ascending Immortal Pool.
White flames rolled out of the Ascending Pool, and the viscous flames enveloped the sword, burning it to a creak, quickly obliterating a bit of its sanity, refining it into a white mass of metallic solution.
The rhizome of the "traitor" osmanthus tree swept the coat of arms on the middle-aged man's chest: "Nan Yu and Na Nan Tian should be of the same race" Lin Qi didn't say anything, he just swung out the slaughtering axe and cut off the middle-aged man's head with an axe.
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Kicking the middle-aged man's head far away, Lin Qi kept Ximen Yijie's body in the space ring, and then pieced together the two ends of the black spirit man's corpse, side by side with Ximen Yijie.
Retrieving the corpse of the multi-armed secret demon clan super-rank main god, Lin Qi continued to move forward with a gloomy face.
There was no longer a single archangel's corpse in front of him, and everywhere he passed was a dense mass of human corpses.
They either died together on the silver pillars, or they were entangled with each other and immersed in the crystal clear water.
Their faces were different, either angry, frightened, or desperate, or in a hideous and vicious smile, and suddenly showed a trace of fear and disbelief.
At least tens of millions of humans died here, and the strength they showed made Lin Qi almost faint in horror.
He saw a strong man with a shaved scalp, bare knotted muscles, and in one hand he carried the flesh of a bloody strange creature that had been forcibly torn open.
And a girl with a delicate face slammed into his heart with a punch from behind him, killing this powerful and domineering man even after death.
And this girl did not end well, a big man whose left arm was cut off, and two thighs were cut off at the root of the big man, an axe slashed at the back of her heart, and the axe as big as a wheel passed through her body, instantly obliterating all her vitality.
Beside these people, a handsome young man who was born with a jade tree in the wind, giving people the feeling of a green bamboo in a blizzard, and hundreds of strangely born fallen corpses lay down beside him.
These fallen gods, which were like insects and beasts, were slashed to pieces by the fierce sword qi that formed some limbs of beasts and humans, and streams of blood even spurted out thousands of meters away.
But the handsome young man finally fell under a heavy iron pestle, and the one who held the iron pestle was a young man who was exactly the same as the young man, and who was obviously his twin brother.
The young man who was killed by the sneak attack turned his head to look at his brother in disbelief, countless years have passed, and the shock and heartache on his face, like an insect sealed in amber, has remained until now.
And the young man holding an iron pestle and smiling grimly was pierced by a huge bone spear, and the blood-colored bone spear that came from nowhere was deeply submerged into his heart, and countless hair-thin bone spurs were born on the bone spear, and dense bone spurs poked out of the young man's body, cutting his body to be no different from a hedgehog.
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