The Peerless Emperor

Lin Qian's movement here also attracted the attention of the human race on the battleship, and wanted to look towards that.

But when they touched Lin Qian's gaze, their whole body sank, they knelt to the ground, their minds seemed to be suppressed by something.

In an instant, they were all lightened, as if it had never happened before.

At the same time, Lin Qian's voice came: "Don't look at my eyes, you will be affected."

Lin Qian's words made everyone hurriedly calm their minds and looked at the army of walking corpses in front of the battleship.

Obviously, Lin Qian's state at the moment puts a lot of pressure on the opponent's giant ghost tribe to raise blood corpses.

Is it possible to defeat the army of thirty million walking corpses with this?

The blood-raising corpse controlled by Lu Shangda slowly straightened up and looked at Lin Qian above the Kowloon Throne, but did not dare to look at him again.

Too bad!

This is the feeling in Lu Shangda's heart, thinking that when he was at the gate of the Vientiane Sect, the other party would be able to suppress the deadly blood-raising corpse completely by himself.

Therefore, he will refine all the dwarf ghosts and giant ghosts, blessing their flesh and blood on the walking corpses, not only to enhance their strength, but also to make them enliven.

If Lin Qian used that method to directly suppress his army of walking corpses, that would be a fart!

Besides, even if Lin Qian's spirit power can still restrain these walking corpses, what can he do?

How long can his spirit power support the 30 million walking corpse army, relying on these few 600,000 people?

The attack of the battleship is by no means unlimited use.

Lu Shangda had already guessed all the possibilities and promised to wipe out Lin Qian, take these warships as his own, capture these human races, and complete his plan.

At the same time washing away his own humiliation, he has never been overlooked by such a Nirvana junior.

"Lin Qian, what do you think you count as the emperor of those great dynasties?"

"Not to mention those emperors and great emperors, the territory is vast, how powerful is the elite soldiers composed of soul martial artists under their command. If you gather dozens of people in this area, you will be prestigious and flashy."

Lu Shangda seemed to vent his previous humiliation when he looked at Lin Qian, and devalued his words.

Moreover, he couldn't understand Lin Qian's appearance. What is the so-called Majesty, what kind of imperial clothes and throne should he use his soul power to gather?

He even guessed that Lin Qian was probably the princes who had no status in the dynasty outside Linhai State, who were driven out and exiled to this remote place.

Therefore, he will dominate here and enjoy himself.

"Moved, the walking corpse moved!"

The people on the battleship suddenly noticed the abnormality in front and exclaimed repeatedly.

I saw the army of walking corpses in front, gradually dispersing, showing a circular movement, gradually surrounding the six battleships.

Although the army of walking corpses is moving and dispersing, the black clouds in front of them have not decreased too much, which makes people can't help but feel shocked. There are more than 30 million walking corpses.

"What to do?" The human race on the battleship, clueless, looked around nervously, looking at the surrounding walking corpse through the barrier of formation.

These walking corpses were originally outer disciples of Dang Yuanzong, and they were of different shapes, with scarlet light flashing in their pupils, which contained a little vitality.

The roar pressing down on the throat sounded from the mouths of these walking corpses, like a group of hungry tigers staring at the lambs to be slaughtered.

"After all that, why just besiege and not attack?" Sitting high on the Kowloon Throne, Lin Qian's eyes turned to golden pupils and glanced around, looking at the blood-raising corpse.

The blood-raising corpse sneered twice, and Lu Shangda's voice sounded: "Stupid Human Race boy, you have expanded this defensive array barrier to such a large area, and your soul power is very exhausted. If this is the case, why should I just wait and see you Soul power is exhausted, by then..."

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The formation barriers in this range are not a problem to maintain for a year or a half. The expansion is just leaving enough space for my people." Lu Shangda was not finished before he was finished. Lin Qian interrupted.

"The prince of the dynasty? Exiled? This is just your imagination. I am not interested in knowing what the so-called human emperor and emperor are."

"I am the emperor of the Huaxia Empire, a special nine-five-five-thirty who claims to be'I'!"

Lin Qian's words fell, and the dazzling golden light of the Kowloon Throne beneath him immediately spread out towards the surrounding area, and everyone who was irritated closed their eyes.

Not only that, the blood-raising corpse controlled by Lu Shangda was also stimulated by this golden light, and his soul consciousness was affected. Even the walking corpses were disturbed.

"Lin Qian, you cowardly human bastard, do you want to escape by this despicable means?" Unable to see things, unable to use soul consciousness to explore the surrounding situation, Lu Shangda was a little worried.

Under this circumstance, if that Yun Zhou suddenly rises and flies away, he cannot stop it at all.

Thinking of this situation, he couldn't help stimulating Lin Qian with words, hoping that the other party would be stimulated and would not flee.

The golden light dissipated, and everyone's vision gradually recovered.

After the blood-raising corpse controlled by Lu Shangda recovered, the first thing he saw was a person. This person is very close to him on the edge of the barrier.

The man had a pale face, his eyes under his sword eyebrows contained anger, staring at him firmly. Holding a snow-white long spear, the tip of the spear contains golden thunder light faintly, and he is wearing silver armor with a black flying dragon.

"Presumptuous, you are so bold, you deserve death!" Zhao Long trembled all over, angered to the extreme, pointed his gun at the blood-raising corpse, and yelled at the throat, "You humble rubbish, low race , Dare to insult your majesty, destroy the clan, the black blood clan must be annihilated, all must be wiped out, not allowed to survive in the world!"

"Between heaven and earth, there is such a disgusting race, it is simply despicable, nasty, and traitor!"

"No skin and no face!!!"

"Zhao Long, calm down..." Looking at Zhao Long's more and more nonsense, Lin Qian was on the Kowloon Throne, a little helplessly stopped, "He is not from the empire, why even the traitors are scolded."

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Long bowed to Lin Qian and looked back at the stunned blood-raising corpse: "Since your Majesty is kind, I want to save your face, so I won't talk about your guilt."

"I...you...Mom..." Lu Shangda, who was in control of the blood-raising corpse, felt a tone of breath in his heart being held back, and he couldn't get along.

Was he mean and shameless just because he scolded Lin Qian? What shit!

When Lu Shangda was about to scold him back, he was stunned.

His first attention was placed on Zhao Long's body in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to the other side at all, but now he saw it.

The face of the controlled blood-raising corpse showed an unbelievable look, just like the people on the battleship, he couldn't believe what he saw.

It was a heavily armed army, and the terrifying pressure was crushed from the heavy armored soldiers, making it difficult to breathe.

Lin Qian on the Kowloon Throne, looking at the surprised face of the blood-raising corpse, smiled and said, "Crush them!"