Bright Era

Unless it's a donkey! It suddenly occurred to Lin Qi that these two rabbits had been inseparable from the donkey. If they can have any adventures, it is definitely because of the donkey! Did they benefit from the donkey?

"Shameless and lowly creature, do you only know about sneak attacks from behind?" Gerdas roared through the sky, and the tens of thousands-meter-high mountain suddenly turned into a plume of blue smoke, covered in blood, and Gerdas slowly moved slowly. He flew into the sky and roared up to the sky hoarse.

"Do you think this can hurt me? Impossible! How can you hurt me with a humble existence like you?" Gerdas shouted sharply, "I have the most noble blood, my body has experienced countless Years of tempering, my eyes are the eyes of destiny that has been successful through hard work, and I can clearly see through all the falsehoods and mists, I..."

A dazzling sword light flashed behind Gerdas, and Simon yawned confusedly, while piercing Gerdas' heart with his sword. This was another sneak attack, and Ximen, who had already broken through to the imperial monarch realm, exploded with all his power in an instant, an almost fatal sneak attack.

Gerdas continued to spray a lot of plasma from his mouth, and he looked back at Simon with unbelievable difficulty.

"My mother said to me, I am the crystallization of the most noble blood of the human race and the Axor family! I will become the lord of the universe! With the help of the human race and the Axor family, I will sit on the most brilliant throne! I am the son of destiny, I am..."

Lin Qi flashed to Gerdas's side, and the two rabbits hopped over, and the two metal rods slammed down like a blacksmith's iron, causing Gerdas's bones to shatter. Lin Qi drew out the Tu Jun axe, and then smashed it out with a heavy axe.

"Your mother? Lin Long's daughter? She must have lied to you!" Lin Qi's axe chopped off Gerdas's neck cleanly, a fiery pillar of blood soared into the sky, and the **** flames of punishment rushed into the sky. It was tens of thousands of meters high and the high-temperature plasma rubbed against the air, bursting out dazzling light and heat in the air.

"Mother, I always like to tell my favorite son some impossible fairy tales! Do you really believe it?" Lin Qi looked at Gerdas mockingly: "The prince and princess may not always be happy in the end. Together, the prince’s empire may be wiped out, and the princess may marry a pirate leader. Who knows about fate?"

Gerdas stared at Lin Qi, his head hovering in mid-air, saying word by word: "I should, personally kill you! I have a chance to kill you, don't you?"

With countless complicated divine texts gleaming in the deep violet-like eyes, Gerdas shouted sharply: "I shouldn't send you to the Black Abyss God Prison, I should, I should send you to the torture frame at that time !"

Lin Qi didn't say a word, the power of **** gushing from the top of Lin Qi's head, engulfing Gerdas' head and body together with his spirit. Hell ate the powerful power of Gerdas madly, just like a drunkard suddenly tasted rare wine, **** uttered a heartfelt admiration, Gerdas' taste was so delicious, he was too satisfied.

"A very interesting thing, respectable Master Lin Qi!" Hell's voice was hoarse, with a hint of indescribable consternation: "I just stripped away all Lin Long and their memories, including Gerdas's. I found something very interesting in it!"

"Huh? What is it?" Lin Qi asked subconsciously.

"Well, can you believe it? When Lin Long was surrounded by the legions of the gods in the Western theater, a guy who claimed to be the special envoy of the Hermit League reached certain agreements with him. This includes, the Hermit League Will support Lin Long’s descendants, at some point in the future, to become the supreme king of all races in this universe, including humans."

"Because of his persuasion, including in the Azhul Protoss, someone gave Lin Long an agreed signal when he was captured, so Lin Long was relieved to surrender to the Azhul Protoss and to the camp of the gods."

Lin Qi's eyes widened, is the Hermit League? Under their influence, this weird alliance made Lin Long take refuge in the gods? After being silent for a while, Lin Qi said coldly: "In the Axul God Clan, who is the one who signaled Lin Long?"

The voice of **** became more and more weird: "Amlulu of the Soul God System, Master Lin Qi! It was Amlulu who sent a signal to Lin Long, and Lin Long believed the words of the Hermit Alliance's special envoy. Determined to betray mankind and become a running dog of the gods."

Amlulu! Lin Qi's eyes widened in amazement! From this name, Lin Qi thought of too many things, including Amlulu’s abnormal behavior in the late stage of the Primordial God War. She used the evil blood sacrifice technique to almost slaughter the wounded of the major Protoss in God’s Domain, and finally Forced the only remaining powerhouses of the gods camp at that time to join forces to seal her!

Now that the God's Domain is closed, the four major gods of the Azhul Protoss enter the temple of inheritance to inherit the master-level priesthood, but they are not in the God's Domain, but Amlulu, who is active in the Western Continent, has nowhere to go! The war has broken out, all the land has been joined together, and countless people have died in battle every moment. With such a shocking change, Amlulu has not moved!

where is she? What is she doing? What plans does she have? What is the conspiracy?

Lin Qi only felt the horror in his heart, and the slightest cold current circulated rapidly in his body. He even thought of the words of Arushman and other tribesmen of the Celestial Clan and the Underworld Clan, what kind of existence is the Hermit Alliance? What does the hand behind them want to do? What are they preparing to do?

In the far north, in front of the four giant war castles cast by the Tianjing clan, 200 million foreign races stood neatly and neatly in a huge square on the ground. Their team is hundreds of miles wide from east to west, and hundreds of miles from south to north. They don’t wear armor and have no weapons in their hands. They just hold a container made of animal bones with a sticky portion inside. The black potion with tiny bubbles.

Azmu, the purple-robed messenger of the Hermit Alliance, stood at the end of this square. Beside him stood Lyme and several strange gods. There are thirteen crystal skulls floating beside Azmu. The eyes of these crystal skulls are shining with deep red ghost fire. In the depths of the skulls, there are countless bitter, bitter curses and crying sounds from time to time.

Even Lyme couldn't bear the infinite resentment in these crystal skulls. He turned his head to look at these crystal skulls from time to time. Every time he looked at them, the muscles on his face twitched violently, and his body tensed subconsciously. Tightly.

Azmu's face was ugly, but in his ugly face, there was a trace of weird gloating pride. He played with a fist-sized sound-transmitting crystal ball, and slowly said: "During the Primordial Gods War, the man who took refuge in the Azer Protoss is dead!"

Lime widened his eyes and said in amazement, "Is that Lin Long? I remember that when the Primordial God War was about to end, his military rank was the three-star marshal of the Eastern Theater of the human camp! He already had a middle-ranked God Lord at that time. Strength! He will only be stronger now, who killed him?"

"Only stronger? Not necessarily! Azer Protoss won't let him continue to grow stronger!" Azmu sneered, "Who killed him? Naturally the one who controls the church now! Well, Azer Did a dog bite a dog within the Er Protoss? Fighting for power is indeed a very terrifying thing. Poor Lin Long, fortunately he escaped the shadow of death of the Primordial God War, but fell at this time."

After a long sigh, Azmu laughed happily: "Not only Lin Long, the heir Gerdas with human blood they picked was also beaten to death! It's so funny, really. It’s so funny. Anyway, they are not responsible for me. Naturally, some people cry bitterly when they die, but it has nothing to do with me, right?

Rhyme giggled a few times. He glanced at the crystal skulls again, and then subconsciously lowered his voice: "So, Your Excellency?"

Azmu gave a cold snort, and nodded vigorously. Lime suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long scream. The two hundred million foreigners raised the container in their hands and swallowed the strange black potion. Almost at the same time they swallowed the medicine, the bodies of the two hundred million alien races dissolved at the same time, and their muscles, bones, internal organs and souls melted into a thick black-red plasma.

The plasma was suspended in the air like a living thing, squirming lightly.

Azmu patted a crystal skull in front of him. Thirteen crystal skulls opened their mouths at the same time. The 200 million groups of blood plasma transformed by all the energy of the alien race was swallowed cleanly by these crystal skulls. Inside the transparent crystal skulls At the same time, countless dense runes were expelled.

Distorted ferocious runes continued to gush out, and soon formed a strange magic circle beside Azmu. Above the magic array with a diameter of more than 100 meters, a stepped pyramid slowly emerged. At the top of the pyramid, a **** heart slowly condensed. The fist-sized heart beats gently, and every time it beats, a wave of evil power is spilled in all directions.

Lime and other gods in the Temple of Odin changed their colors at the same time. Every time their hearts beat, their bodies trembled violently, and their blood plasma was beating like a boil, and viscous was constantly oozing from their pores. Bloodshot. Lime and the others fled back hastily, never daring to approach this weird magic circle again!

"On this small star, the evil sacrificial civilization that humans evolve on their own, the Azto civilization!" Lyme muttered in a low voice: "It's terrible. Humans are indeed a race that must be completely eliminated! Without the power to inherit, they only rely on fragile individuals to form such a terrifying civilization in just thousands of years, with such an evil power!"

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