The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 405

When Lin Xiaoqiang stood in front of the vermilion-colored space door, he felt that this door was really powerful and terrifying.

Just the power of space rippling around is not comparable to the level of the space gate of Lingchuan Mountain.

The height of the vermilion gate is about 200 meters, embedded in the space.

Looking vertically, half of the gate is at the other end of the space.

In other words, this gate directly connects the two worlds, and there will not even be a different space vortex in between.

As long as you take a step, you can directly reach another world without going through the destruction of the space vortex.

The technology used in this door can be described as quite powerful!

Lin Xiaoqiang sighed and slowly turned around the door, touching the texture with his hands from time to time.

Judging by the feel, the material used for this door seems to be different from that of the space door in Lingchuan Mountain. This one seems to be an enhanced version of time, with a rougher and thicker feel.

After repeated investigations, Lin Xiaoqiang determined that this gate could be destroyed by himself, as long as he used the enlarged Azure Dragon Sword to attack, and he didn't even need to use spiritual power to explode.

After the inspection, Lin Xiaoqiang returned to the city.

At this time, the time just came to midnight.

People in the city are still doing that kind of prayer dance.

Curious about this, Lin Xiaoqiang landed in the distance, folded his wings and cast a formation to isolate himself, and strode forward.

Let's take a good look at what these people can mess up.

Before he got close to the crowd dancing around the fire, Lin Xiaoqiang heard a loud noise.

Those people seemed to be howling something.

Lin Xiaoqiang heard words like "death", "sacrifice" and "time".

Frowning slightly, Lin Xiaoqiang felt that something was wrong.

Speeding up and rushing over, pushed through the crowd and came to the front.

At a glance, he saw the burning shelf and the people on it.

Lin Xiaoqiang's pupils shrank, and his nostrils smelled a vaguely meaty smell.
Subconsciously holding his breath, the spiritual power blocked the nerve transmission of the olfactory signal.

The people ignited by the flames let out a miserable howl, as if they were in the Nine Nether Hell.

The frenzied atmosphere around him made Lin Xiaoqiang shudder. Even though he was next to the flames, he felt the coldness from his heart.

"Go die die die."

"Sacrifice to heretics!"

"Pagans don't deserve to be forgiven by Lord Demon God!"

"Master Demon God, we have already sacrificed people without faith to you, please give us some more time."

The crackling sound of burning firewood, the screams of the burned people, the prayers of fanatical believers around, and the crazy incoherent speech.

All kinds of sounds blend together, pass into the ears, and appear in the brain.

I seem to be far away from this world, and my voice and myself have a thin layer of mist, which becomes blurred, as if listening carefully to the sounds of the outside world in a cotton package.

The world in front of me is getting farther and farther away from me, the light is getting dimmer, and the fire is constantly disappearing.

Lin Xiaoqiang shuddered, and his senses were instantly clear, as if everything just now was just his imagination.

wrong
Lin Xiaoqiang swallowed, and looked up at the sky.

The light is indeed dimming, and the sound is gradually weakening. This is not an illusion!

The dark clouds covered the starlight, rolling towards here with a suffocating sense of oppression.

In the dark clouds, Lin Xiaoqiang seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.

The alarm bell in his heart rang, and the feeling of danger spread all over his body instantly. With a shake of Lin Xiaoqiang, the Lingwei of the elementary emperor level burst out instantly.

A bad idea appeared in Lin Xiaoqiang's heart.

Could it be that the demons have invaded?
Lin Xiaoqiang was extremely flustered.

Don't do it. Give me a little more time.
It must not be invaded by the demons.
Suzaku's Wings led Lin Xiaoqiang to raise the altitude, and when he was about to touch the dark clouds, a stronger coercion covered him.

Lin Xiaoqiang blocked with both arms, and the powerful spirit had already condensed the shadow of a weapon.

Those knives, guns, swords and halberds, weapons that have never been seen before, all rushed towards Lin Xiaoqiang, with the intention of beheading him directly.

Holy level!

This is holy pressure!

Before Lin Xiaoqiang had time to speak out in horror, the coercion doubled again.

Lin Xiaoqiang, who flapped his wings and resisted tenaciously in the air, was restless, and for a moment he didn't notice the re-intensified spiritual power. Suddenly, his figure was knocked into the air and hit the ground heavily.

The Holy-Level Lingwei flocked to Lin Xiaoqiang again without mercy, and countless phantom weapons fell on the ground, carpet-bombing this area indiscriminately.

Although Lin Xiaoqiang deliberately relied on his invincible defense to resist these pressures, the people around him did not have this ability.

All the participants in the rally were smashed into mud in the endless phantom of weapons, and the smell of blood spread all over for a while, and the dark world took on another color.

Witnessing such a tragedy, Lin Xiaoqiang covered his head and knelt down on one knee.

The smell of blood in the air made people retch, and the sound of the paste flowing was so clear at this moment.

After the carpet bombing, the holy power disappeared without a trace.

time is limited.
Thinking in his heart, Lin Xiaoqiang forcibly suppressed all kinds of discomfort and looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds are still floating forward, and it is certain that there is definitely an army of demons on it!

How to do?
The demons have launched an invasion, and the first battlefield is the world of Dark Moon Pavilion.

No, they don't seem to regard this place as a battlefield!

Lin Xiaoqiang was flying at low altitude. After closing his emotions, his thinking became extremely sharp and fast.

Continuous dark clouds continued to drift towards the east of the city, and the heavy oppressive feeling increased as the number of dark clouds increased.

what's there?
This question bothered Lin Xiaoqiang, he locked the direction of the dark cloud, gritted his teeth, flapped his wings, and rushed to that position.

It can be predicted that as long as he approaches a certain distance, he will be suppressed by the holy power, but that kind of power is not too strong to resist.

It was just a moment of negligence just now. Although his own spiritual power gushed out, he didn't use it, and it only had one or two out of ten effects.

Sensing Lin Xiaoqiang's approach, the holy power surged out again, seeping out from under the dark clouds.

Countless phantoms of weapons attacked Lin Xiaoqiang again.

Ready to meet the impact, Lin Xiaoqiang used his spiritual power with all his strength.

The Lingwei of the elementary imperial level and the Lingwei of the elementary holy level came into contact and resisted and entangled each other.

Through Lingwei's induction, Lin Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up.

Lingwei is unstable and his breath is chaotic.

Sure enough, his injury has not fully recovered, there is a joke!
(End of this chapter)