Bright Era

Is there a tower of light on Empress Baolian? An artifact? Praise the gods who have many heads and arms of the Myra Sect. What a great news! Lin Qi quickly communicated with Shengxianchi, and the gods who rushed out of Lin Qi shouted: "Those who believe in evil gods will be punishable!"

One hundred and eight streamers of water and fire lased out, and large swaths of purple thunder light rolled up flat. The Bailong Shenzun and others were caught off guard by the sudden attack. They were hit by thunder light, and they were all scorched and weakly beaten away. A **** rushed to the body of Empress Baolian, grabbed her space ring, and then grabbed a kit on her waist, grabbing a fist the size of which was shining with strange light. Little pyramid.

A low voice suddenly sounded in the void: "No, you can't take her away!"

A four-faced **** entwined with golden light emerged from the nine-fold secret magic tower. He watched the gods and generals who were swiftly walking through a cloud of white clouds like electric lights, and roared: "Penglai? Damn temple! This is them. Responsibility! No matter what, this is the duty of Tianmiao, and they should be responsible for suppressing all Penglai remnants!"

The one-hundred-meter-high statue of the four-faced deity grabbed it downward, and was about to take away the Heavenly Light Pagoda in the hands of this deity.

Seeing that the **** would take out this powerful artifact from Baolian Empress’s pocket, he couldn’t help closing his eyes in despair: "Stupid woman, she won’t take it out the first time. What is she thinking in her mind when the magical weapon deals with powerful enemies?"

The pain of being injured by thunder and lightning continued to come, and the White Dragon God Venerable fainted helplessly.

One hundred and eight gods raised their heads to look at the four-faced idol at the same time, and the vertical eyes of their eyebrows suddenly opened, groups of purple thunder fire like meteorites falling from a high altitude, whizzing and bombarding the idol. The four-faced **** roared angrily: "Damn it, this is a thunder attack formed by the fusion of multiple elemental forces! I don't want my body to be destroyed again!"

The huge statue of God shook his body, and his body was compressed to a height of three meters. He waved six arms and bombarded the God General holding the Skylight Tower. Those purple thunder fires roared towards the Nine-layer Secret Magic Tower, and then a large group of devout followers of the Milo Sect pounced on them, blocking these purple thunders that were not very eye-catching with their fists.

But all the people struck by thunder light disappeared without a trace with a deep thunder.

Lin Qi even saw that a Supreme Elder of the patron saint had brought up the best defense technique of the patron saint. There were dozens of layers of gold and glaze surging rapidly on his body, and he had obviously strengthened his defense. To the extreme. But three rays of thunder hit his body at the same time, and with a thunder, the outer defense of the Supreme Elder suddenly collapsed, and then his body quickly became transparent in the purple tears, and then collapsed and turned into a strand of black. The smoke drifted away.

"Too tough!" Lin Qi couldn't help but his eyes widened.

"A group of prodigal sons!" Shengxianchi roared angrily: "A sacred thunder attack consumes 2% of the energy storage! Their current broken form, even their own spiritual core is seriously damaged, energy Recovery is extremely slow. How many attacks can they use? A bunch of foolish fools!"

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse coughed softly: "It seems that they do have no brains! Like the Knights of the Apocalypse, they are tools of war. We have never had any proposal to let them have the same thinking ability as humans, right? ?"

Shengxianchi was silent for a while, and then spit out a word coldly: "Get out!"

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse sighed: "So, I have always suspected that your personality template comes from a female creature! You are stingy, sensitive, and sometimes very neurotic, so..."

Lin Qi's qi sea suddenly rolled up a huge wave, and Shengxianchi flew up, smashing heavily on the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse. There was a loud noise, and Lin Qi's lower abdomen felt a sharp pain. This heavy blow made Lin Qi almost vomit blood. He couldn't help but blasted a powerful soul wave over him into anger: "Shut up all of me! You want to kill me." Huh? Clean and start with the Nine Secret Magic Tower!"

Sheng Xianchi yelled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Headed by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the Hall of Doomsday Apocalypse, Longya, Miyin Mountain, and Shengxianchi all turned into a faint streamer from Lin Qi's feet into the ground, and then straight to the bottom of the Nine-layer Secret Magic Tower. Lin Qi didn't know how they were going to start, but after seeing the fierce blow of the Osmanthus Tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse that swallowed the Thunder God Temple, Lin Qi had no worries about them at all.

A big bald man suddenly rushed in front of Lin Qi. Lin Qi glanced at the big bald man blankly, and the five fingers of his left hand quickly curved into a strange gesture. The bald man stayed in a daze, and then slammed Lin Qi's chest with an'very fierce' punch. Lin Qi immediately let out a miserable howl, his body flew back hundreds of meters away, and he fell heavily on the road. It is more than ten meters wide and nearly 100 meters deep in the marks of a knife.

Squinting his eyes and looking around, Lin Qi found that there was no one inside the scar, so he stopped his plan to bite his lips and vomit some blood. Immediately after hearing a horrible howl, the hapless Earl Longshan was blasted in. He vomited blood and looked at Lin Qi with an ugly expression: "Why did he really kill when he hit me? Heavy hands?"

Lin Qi didn't say a word, he just patted the hapless guy lightly, took out a bottle of healing secret medicine and stuffed it.

One hundred and eight gods and generals formed a weird battle formation, spinning around the four-faced **** like a windmill. The clouds under their feet turned into white streamers, supporting their bodies to whirl back and forth along a complicated trajectory. Every second, at least eighteen halberds launched a storm-like attack on the idol at the same time, and the idol would receive thousands of terrible heavy blows every second.

The four-faced idols roared with anger and horror. This was definitely Penglai's **** general. Although it was not the most powerful of them, it was at least the category of high-level **** generals.

These war machines that have no fear, no knowledge of pain, and absolutely no mistakes. Back then, the four-faced gods had witnessed how Penglai's army of sacred soldiers slaughtered their companions. Millions of companions faced these gods and generals who had formed a battle formation, and were harvested piece by piece like wheat under a sickle. Jingui's blood changed the color of the earth like worthless rain.

In the fierce battle, these gods will also suffer huge damage, but what makes the four-faced gods horrified is that those gods who are about to be completely destroyed, they will not hesitate to explode a name in their body called the spirit element core, It is equivalent to the dragon crystal of the dragon, the magic core of the beast, and the energy core of the source of human fighting spirit. Every self-destruction will cause huge casualties to one's own companions!

"You **** things, how can you still exist in this world? You should be completely destroyed and suppressed by eternity!" The four-faced idol screamed in horror: "The bald people in the temple, they violated us. They should suppress Penglai, and they should not let you appear in this world!"

Those tiger men with black scarves and masks heard the word'bald', they looked at each other, and then a urn with the most burly stature roared: "Nonsense! Didn't we come? Or chasing this. A bunch of weird things, even if you kneel on the ground and beg us, we won't come to the site of your Mila Sect!"

The four-faced idols were dumbfounded, and he turned his head in astonishment to look at the bald guys whose scalp was bright and tender and strengthened as a mirror. He roared hoarsely: "It's you! You humble humans, you stupid mortals! Facing the noble gods! Why don't you kneel down?"

The bald man scratched his forehead, and "Ka Ka" laughed loudly: "Kneel to you? Hey, you are a **** god! You are a **** servant at best, and you can be a god? Lao Tzu is in the Temple of Heaven. The status of the upper house is not necessarily lower than you, you think I am so stupid to kneel to you!"

The bald man snorted coldly, and then turned and swung a sharp axe to rush towards the believers of the Mirage Sect in the distance.

To be able to break into the core of the Mila Sect without taking the opportunity to kill a few more followers of the Mila Sect would really be a twitching brain. But when the bald guys rushed this time, they would always drop some small jade accessories from their sleeves and pants.

For example, a small jade pendant with a lotus pattern carved with an aura, a jade dagger with ancient characters inscribed, a magic pestle made of jade, and even two or three bowls made of jade! And these things are the souvenirs that these bald heads have robbed and robbed their houses for so many years, and they have found souvenirs from the belongings of the Tianmiao who unfortunately fell on them.

These sturdy men of the Tiger Clan, they just don't bother to use their brains, but it doesn't mean they have no brains! Since these four-faced idols have taken the initiative to give them the perfect excuse, then take the opportunity to buckle the bald men in the temple!

It must be certain that although these old monsters of the Tiger tribe have shaved their heads, they have nothing to do with Tianmiao! They may be injured at any time because they are guarding the territories. Shaving their heads is more convenient for healing and bandaging. They are not really here to plant and pour sewage on the temple.

The four-faced gods and the bald guys roared a few words, and he lost consciousness for a moment, and the movement of his hands became a little slower. Although he has six arms, he can respond most sensitively to attacks from all directions, but in the face of a collective attack of 108 people, unless he grows a hundred more arms, there will always be incomplete protection. . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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