I wish you all a good mood every day The power of the Apocalypse Grey Knight also belongs to the death line, and it is the most original death power that belongs to complete annihilation.
The Nine-Tailed Wraith didn't have time to launch her most powerful attack, and it only caused a little mental distress to Lin Qi and the others, and she was killed by the attack led by Cologne Eighteen.
The gray sword light tore through her body, and then a ray of light shot out from Lin Qi's palm, and all the pieces of resentful spirits 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 of the lower god general" Long Ya smiled heartily, the golden thunderclouds above his head rolled violently, and countless dragons hiding in the thunderclouds hovered and flew at the same time emitting a deafening dragon groan.
"What did I see" Ste seemed to have discovered the existence of the Apocalypse Knight, she looked at Cologne XVIII and the Gray Knights standing beside him in a daze, and it took a long time before she scratched her head fiercely: "Apocalypse...
Knights of the Apocalypse, however, you should all be destroyed. 。
The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse I once led the Death Army to attack the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse. ” Cologne Eighteen raised his head and looked at Silk Xiang indifferently: "Gods, they must be completely washed."
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The revolt, must, destroy.
There is no chance of surrender. ” Silke also lowered her head, staring at Cologne XVIII, whose eyes were shining with a bright gray light: "I hate this word, natives, we are the noble Asur gods...
Strange, what race is the Asmir Protoss, it seems, 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's eyes widened in surprise and looked at Si Texiang, this woman, this powerful god lord, there seemed to be something wrong with her spirit.
Ahimir narrowed her eyes and smiled proudly: "Maybe I know what happened, the unlucky Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb, this ugly old woman wants to seize control of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb, she wants to devour the consciousness of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb and plunder the core of the law of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb." ” Sneering and smiling, Asimir twisted her small waist proudly: "But the Spell Spirit Gu Ling is so easy to deal with, even if the Spell Spirit Gu Ling is seriously injured, a god master also wants to encroach on his consciousness, this ugly and stupid woman, how many years have she been trapped here, is she controlling the Spell Spirit Gu Ling, or is the Spell Spirit Gu Ling being devouring her divine soul?"
"I'm going to, I'm going to kill you," she screamed a few times, and then she let out a sharp howl, and with a wave of her hands, dozens of gray balls of light the size of a human head surged out from her side, bringing up a large cloud of smoke and smashing down on Lin Qi and the others.
Lin Qi and the others' faces changed slightly, and suddenly a bone dragon full of rich dead qi jumped up from the top of Lin Qi's head.
This manglong rushed out of Lin Qi's body along a thin undead ghost fire, his original volume was only one-ten-thousandth the size of a sesame seed, but when he flew out of Lin Qi's body, he immediately rose to a length of thousands of meters against the storm.
The huge bone dragon curled up like a solid castle, firmly protecting Lin Qi and his party inside.
A trace of strange light continued to inject into the body of this bone dragon along Lin Qi's body, and the ball of light that Si Tewei swung out continued to explode, and each blow could blow up most of the body of the bone dragon, but the body of the bone dragon continued to grow, and dozens of light balls killed this bone dragon nearly a hundred times, but with the full support of the dragon cliff, the bone dragon still remained roughly intact.
"You guys, it's hateful," Silkott screamed hysterically, "why can't you make it easier for me to kill you, just like then, why do you want to resist you, why can't you just let us kill you" The voice of the Hades Temple suddenly sounded: "Lord Lin Qi, this woman's divine soul does have some problems communicating with the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb, see if it can awaken his consciousness."
I could feel that this woman's strength was recovering, and while she was delirious and her strength was at its weakest, she cleanly awakened the main control consciousness of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb. ” Lin Qi didn't dare to slack off, he fell to the ground on one knee, and his right hand was pressed on the floor of the Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb.
Several thin streaks of blue light poured out from Lin Qi's palm, and quickly sank into the ground of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb.
Lin Qi's spiritual power extended along the rhizome of the osmanthus tree to the depths of the Spelling Spirit Ancient Tomb, and he saw the specific structure of the Spelling Spirit Ancient Tomb.
Countless complex magic arrays appeared in Lin Qi's spiritual vision, and it was a complex structure that Lin Qi couldn't imagine.
Every inch of space in the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb was densely covered with tens of billions of magic arrays, large and small, and it was a huge system that was so complex that it was impossible to crack.
These magic arrays are mysterious and unpredictable, and countless magic arrays converge together, combined with endless energy, to form the body of the Spell Spirit Ancient Tomb.
The rhizome of the osmanthus tree continued to pass through the magic arrays that emitted powerful energy fluctuations, and each time it crossed a magic array, the osmanthus tree would release a burst of cyan light patterns.
Lin Qi didn't understand what kind of information was contained in these light patterns, but those magic arrays that obviously contained terrifying power let the rhizomes of the osmanthus tree pass through so easily.
It seemed that countless years had passed, and it seemed that it was only a moment later, Lin Qi only felt a sudden light in front of him, and a strange figure sitting on a necromantic throne appeared in front of Lin Qi.
Countless streams of light filled with the aura of death converged from all directions, and poured into the figure holding a long wooden staff and wearing a gray cloak.
The beams of the undead were so numerous, so bright, that this figure was like a gray sun, constantly emitting endless light and a terrifying chill that made people despair.
And above this figure, the phantom of Silk Xiang loomed, and most of her body was submerged in this figure, and only one head was still exposed.
Hundreds of resentful spirits whose bodies were condensed like crystal statues appeared in all directions, these resentful spirits were filled with countless undead runes, and they exuded suffocating terrifying spiritual fluctuations, with Lin Qi's current divine soul strength, he felt a burst of heart palpitations.
From the strength of Yan Zheng's divine soul, Lin Qi's divine soul was thousands of times stronger than these resentful spirits.
But as mentioned earlier, the structure of these resentful spirits is born to devour and destroy souls, although they are weaker than Lin Qi's divine soul in terms of strength, but in terms of lethality at the soul level, Lin Qi's divine soul may not be able to withstand their attacks.
Just like a giant and a highly poisonous magic rainbow, the giant's size and strength are far stronger than the demon snake, but the demon snake only needs to take a light bite and inject a drop of venom to quietly poison the giant.
Lin Qi's divine soul and these resentful spirits are similar to this relationship.
If strangled head-on, Lin Qi's divine soul could smash those demon snakes like a giant lifting a boulder, but once Lin Qi was attacked by these resentful spirits, his divine soul might die quietly like a poisoned giant.
Lin Qi's body trembled slightly, he looked at these powerful resentful spirits vigilantly, and was ready to attack with all his might.
The osmanthus tree gently probed a small pruned rhizome towards the huge figure sitting on the throne of the undead, and the cyan rhizome was directly pointed at the center of the figure's eyebrows, and then Lin Qi's body ached slightly, and a drop of his blood was taken out, and it was quickly injected into the body of the figure along the rhizome of the osmanthus tree.
The lifeless figure sitting on the throne suddenly came to life, and he, who was originally like a statue, suddenly lit up two gray ghost fires in the eye sockets under his hood: "I'm very happy to see you, how many years have you been fighting in the Immortal Osmanthus Tree, my body is seriously damaged, and my master consciousness has been severely damaged by the seven gods, and I have fallen into a deep sleep... ” Before he finished speaking, the Curse Spirit Gu Ling had already roared angrily in a low voice: "Who is infecting my master-controlled consciousness Death Lord Silk, this damn woman, she wants to plunder my death law core, fortunately, you woke me up, otherwise there will be 20,000 years at most, and she will succeed What a damn woman, she almost succeeded" "Curse the Ancient Tomb, fight back against all the resentful spirits, all the souls who are unwilling to die, curse, anger, roar, struggle, turn all the negative forces of your souls into the wails of the undead, and tear apart the soul of this stupid woman" The osmanthus tree quickly returned to Lin Qi's body with Lin Qi's spiritual power, and the entire Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb trembled violently, and countless bitter spirits and unjust souls screamed from all directions, and countless ghosts and souls that flew out of the Curse Spirit Ancient Tomb, and the resentful spirits and souls who had already broken out a fierce battle with the skeleton army rushed back frantically, turning into a dazzling torrent, and constantly injected into the black pit in the middle of the ancient tomb.
A huge soul aura emanated from the ancient tomb, as the number of returning resentful spirits and unjust souls increased, this soul aura became stronger and stronger, and gradually a hazy figure as high as a thousand meters appeared from above the black pit, this figure was wearing a gray cloak, with gray ghost fire flashing in his eyes, holding a long wooden staff, and countless ghost crying wolf howls were wrapped around his body.
"Silk, despicable woman, you want to control me" Spell Spirit Gu Ling smiled in a low voice: "Stupid woman, with the crude laws of death you master, how can you understand the mystery of the death core condensed by the countless death laws that I have collected since tens of thousands of eons Hey, the few fools who attacked me with you back then, they all seem to have been devoured by me."
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