Bright Era

Chapter 1821: How about killing it? (3)

Wang Ba gave a grinning laugh, and he threw Sna to his feet, and his javelin pierced Sna's heart severely.

Lin Qi's eyes widened. It was this opportunity that he held Tu Jun axe tightly and threw the Tu Jun axe fiercely. Before the javelin pierced Sna's heart, Tu Junaxe had already whizzed in with a circle of black light, splitting Sna into two accurately. The countless tiger head patterns on Tu Jun's axe and his axe opened his mouth and swallowed wildly. Before Sina could howl, Pompey in his body had been completely swallowed.

Wang Ba was dumbfounded, he instinctively grabbed Tu Junaxe.

But the countless dragon scale-like bulges on the handle of Tu Jun’s axe spun rapidly, and Wang Ba grabbed it on the handle of the axe, and he heard a sharp rubbing sound. Wang Ba’s palm spurted a lot of blood. The flesh of the palm was crushed by this extremely sharp dragon scale with a terrible killing aura, and a large piece of white bone was exposed in the palm.

"Damn thing!" Wang Ba was shocked and hurriedly let go of Tu Jun's axe. Tu Junaxe, who uttered a triumphant cry, flew back into Lin Qi's hand with an arc light. Lin Qi gripped the handle of the axe tightly, and just scratched the palm of Wang Ba's hand into a fragmented dragon scaly bulge, which had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

A strange breath rushed out of the Tu Jun’s axe, and then a faint divine might spread to the surroundings. You could faintly see Pompeo’s face looming on the axe face, and Pompey with a distorted face hissed and wanted to get out of the Tu Jun’s axe. Rush out inside. But countless phantom tigers entangled him, gnawing his body with big mouths, constantly devouring his power and soul.

"It's a pity!" The osmanthus tree sighed: "Pompey's power must be more than that, but the possessed orc is too weak. He can only use the power of the lower middle-level gods. What a pity! But it's cheaper than Tu Junaxe. It's not a pity."

Lin Qi smiled triumphantly, Tu Junaxe let out a high-pitched cry, Pompeo was quickly overwhelmed by countless tiger shadows, and then Tu Junaxe's breath rose steadily, and soon reached a new height. Middle-ranking artifact! Tu Junaxe outrageously has reached this level.

But this is not over yet. Tu Junaxe continued to integrate the huge amount of materials provided by Miyin Mountain, digesting the essence and discarding the dross. Gradually, his aura continued to rise, and soon broke through the limit of a rank again. Then it was another breakthrough!

Central top artifact! The newly born Tu Junaxe became darker and deeper, and the Tu Junaxe body no longer looked like a metal texture, but faintly had a flowing texture of crystals and light mixed together. Tu Jun's axe became heavier, but the blade felt sharper and sharper, and there was a horrible atmosphere that even the eyes would be cut.

Wang Ba's body trembled violently, and he greedily looked at Tu Junaxe, a middle-ranking artifact! How many artifacts are there in the entire Twelve Ancient Clan? Among them, how many artifacts can reach the mid-range or mid-level? If an ordinary lower-level artifact can raise the king's level in the dominating guild by more than three levels, a middle-level artifact can at least allow him to enter the circle of the core elders in the dominating guild!

At this time, his grandson-in-law of the Yunlong clan had long been thrown away from Jiuxiaoyun, and all he was thinking about now was to take this army axe as his own. He stared at Lin Qi firmly, and slowly walked over to Lin Qi step by step: "Lin Qi, if you are willing to give this axe to the old man obediently, I am a force for the glory of your life. Guaranteed!"

Lin Qi stood up slowly holding the Tu Jun axe. In the king's angry gaze, Lin Qi had a bit of abusive Tu Jun axe and plunged him into the mud full of corpses and flesh and blood. Putting his hands on his chest, Lin Qi looked at Wang Ba and laughed ‘haha’: "Are you confused? Prosperity and wealth? I need you to guarantee my prosperity? What do you think you are?"

Wang Ba's eyes became more and more ferocious. He stared at Lin Qi steadily, and was about to shoot at Lin Qi. Suddenly, there was a stern sound of breaking through the air behind him. Laihan gripped the heavy short sword with both hands, and stabbed the king's heart with a vicious sword.

With a disdainful sneer, the king slapped Laihan with a backhand slap: "Get off the old man, now I have no time to pay attention to you!"

Before the words fell, the dagger suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and a golden sword light with a palm width of several tens of meters whizzed out, accurately penetrated the king's palm and pierced into the king's heart. Poked out from his chest.

Wang Ba's body suddenly stiffened. He looked back at Laihan in disbelief, only to find that Laihan's seven orifices were emitting dazzling golden flames, and large groups of sticky plasma were vomiting from his mouth. come out. Lehan's face was distorted, the light in his eyes was scattered, but there was a cold and merciless voice in his chest.

"Even though Pompeo is a weak bastard, he has no turn to let you kill! Stupid people, you all deserve to die! Even if you sacrifice this body, I will kill you!" This is Anthony's voice. Anthony, who was in Lehan's body, didn't care about Lehan's life at all. He burned Lehan's life and soul, and his power soared to the peak in an instant.

Anthony, in his peak state, possessed the strength of a mid-level top-tier god. Although Rahan burned all his life and soul, he could only support him with a blow, but this blow was enough to cause heavy damage to the king. The confident king did not know what kind of existence the heroic spirits of the Hall of Valor are like. Anthony's attack caused him great harm.

Only after launching this blow, Lehan was already a total private person, and Anthony could no longer attach to him, so he could only leave quickly.

"Goodbye, stupid humans, when we meet next time, I will kill you all!" Lehan's eyes gradually dimmed, and Anthony's voice rolled from his chest: "It's a bit strange, I shouldn't seem to kill. Kill you, but my task, my task is to kill... to kill... to kill..."

After a few vague whispers, a golden vortex suddenly appeared on Laihan's head, and a hazy golden figure rushed out of his head. The sturdy body was not tall, the messy curly hair piled up on the top of his head, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. The figure stared at Wang Ba and Lin Qi, and then flew towards the golden whirlpool with a haughty smile.

Lin Qi swung Tu Jun's axe and scanned his head accurately. Anthony let out an unbelievable roar. He stared at Lin Qi, and then the **** tiger soul armor on Lin Qi suddenly pierced dozens of extremely thin blood-colored spikes from his chest, and plunged into Anthony's. body. The huge energy and soul were constantly being swallowed by the Lixue Tiger Soul Armor, and the breath of the Lixue Tiger Soul Armor also quickly changed.

The faint divine power spread, and the **** tiger soul armor, like the Tu Junaxe, has also smoothly transformed into a middle-level top-level artifact.

Wang Ba's hand tightly covered the penetrating wound on his chest. He grinned at Lin Qi, and sneered word by word: "If the old man has this middle-level top-level artifact-level armor, this time the old man It won't hurt at all!"

Lin Qi retracted the Tu Junaxe into his body. He put his hands on his chest, looking at the king tyrant who was slowly regaining his human form, and lazily asked him: "But, what does this have to do with me? This armor is mine! His body It’s the hidden semi-sacred tool of my tiger clan. After my painstaking efforts to collect all kinds of precious materials, I managed to be promoted to a sacred tool. Isn’t it a problem with you?"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Ba took out a potion bottle made of amethyst with half a bottle of blood colored potion inside. He took out another bottle of light green potion and poured both potions into his mouth at the same time. The wound on his chest gradually shot out a faint green light, and the golden sword aura was dissipated by the green light. His face quickly improved, and his strength and life quickly returned to his body.

"Something!" Wang Ba looked at Lin Qi and nodded naturally: "If this armor is worn on me, I won't be injured, and I can kill the one who doesn't know the way... evil. Spirit? Wearing on you is a waste! So, you should kneel down and bow to my ancestors, and then offer your two artifacts to your ancestors!"

A breeze flashed by Lin Qi, and the donkey slowly walked out of Lin Qi's shadow carrying two rabbits. On top of Da Hei's head, the three-legged toad shrank into a black toad the size of a thumb, lying lazily behind Da Hei's ears. This toad was also damaged by two rabbits, and he changed his color into a dark and inconspicuous color.

The donkey stood up, and the two rabbits jumped to the ground, chewing carrot whiskers, looking at Wang Ba with incomparably pure, pure, innocent, and kind eyes. The donkey hugged his two front hooves and yawned lazily: "Lin Qi, listening to what I said, this grandson's brain is broken! When he was born, his father didn't bandage him. Lost his brain as a placenta, and stuffed his placenta into his brain, so this grandson has been a brain placenta from his childhood!"

He sighed heavily, and the donkey didn't even look at Wang Ba's black face, and raised his head lazily: "So, this kind of old thing, they think everything is justified. Yes, these grandchildren..."

Opening his mouth, the donkey shook his head, and he spat heavily on the ground: "I am too lazy to describe these grandchildren! In short, don't provoke us, otherwise, we will beat you to death! Grandson, believe it or not? "

Wang Ba, whose chest wound had gradually healed, roared angrily, and he slapped the donkey's head with his big hand. Although the donkey is notorious and notorious among the twelve ancient tribes, after all, he has few contacts with him. Later, he stationed in the western mainland all year round and rarely returned to the tiger family home. Therefore, to many people of the twelve ancient tribes, they I don’t even know what a terrible donkey is! (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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