Empress Baolian has a tower of light on her body? An artifact? Praise those many-headed, many-armed gods of the Milo Cult. What good news this is! Lin Qi quickly communicated with Shengxian Pond, and the generals who rushed out after Lin Qi shouted: "Anyone who believes in evil gods must be punished!"
One hundred and eight streams of water and fire shot out, and large swaths of purple lightning rolled up flat on the ground. WWw,QUanbEn-xIAoShUo,comM The White Dragon God and the others were caught off guard by the sudden attack. They were hit by lightning, and their bodies were burnt, sore and weak, and they were sent flying far away. A god general strode to Empress Baolian's body, grabbed her space ring, and then grabbed a brocade bag at her waist, and took out a fist-sized ring shining with a strange light. Little pyramid.
A deep voice suddenly sounded in the void: "No, you can't take her away!"
A statue of four-faced gods wrapped in golden light emerged from the nine-layered Mystic Demon Tower. He looked at the generals who were rushing through the field like lightning on a cloud of white clouds, and roared angrily: "Penglai? Damn the Temple of Heaven! This is theirs. Responsibility! No matter what, this is the responsibility of the Tianmiao, and they should be responsible for suppressing all the remnants of Penglai!"
The 100-meter-tall four-faced statue was grabbed downwards, trying to snatch away the tower of light in the hand of the statue.
The White Dragon God saw the god taking out this powerful artifact from Empress Baolian's bag. He couldn't help but close his eyes in despair: "Foolish woman, she didn't take it out immediately. The divine weapon is used to deal with powerful enemies, what is going on in her mind?"
Waves of severe pain from being struck by lightning kept coming, and the White Dragon God helplessly fainted.
One hundred and eight god generals looked up at the four-faced statue at the same time. The vertical eyes between their eyebrows suddenly opened, and groups of purple thunder fires were like meteorites falling from high altitudes, roaring and bombarding the statue. The four-faced statue roared angrily: "Damn it. This is a thunder attack formed by the fusion of multiple elemental powers! I don't want my body to be destroyed again!"
The huge statue of the god swayed, his body compressed to a height of three meters, and he waved his six arms to attack the god general holding the Sky Light Tower. Those purple thunder fires roared towards the Nine-Layer Secret Demon Tower, and then a large group of devout believers of the Milo Religion pounced on it. He used his body to block these inconspicuous purple thunders, which were no more than the size of a fist.
But all the people struck by the lightning disappeared without a trace with a deep thunder.
Lin Qi even saw one of the Supreme Elders of the Guardian Palace using the defensive skills that the Guardian Palace is best at. Dozens of layers of golden light and glazed luster surged rapidly on his body, obviously strengthening his own defense. To the extreme. But three rays of lightning hit his body at the same time, and with a roar of thunder, the outer layer of defense of the Supreme Elder collapsed. Then his body quickly became transparent in the purple tears, and then collapsed and turned into a wisp of black. The smoke drifts away.
"Too powerful!" Lin Qi couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"A bunch of prodigal sons!" Shengxianchi roared angrily: "An attack by the God of Thunder will consume 2% of the energy storage! They are in such a broken form now. Even their own spiritual core is seriously damaged, and the energy Recovery is extremely slow, how many times can they use such attacks? A bunch of brainless idiots!"
The Doomsday Apocalypse Palace coughed lightly: "It seems that they do have no brains! Just like the Apocalypse Knights. They are all tools of war. We have never had any bill to let them have the same thinking ability as humans, right? ?”
Shengxianchi was silent for a while, and then coldly uttered one word: "Get out!"
The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse sighed leisurely: "So, I have always suspected. Your character template comes from a certain female creature! You are stingy, very sensitive, and sometimes very neurotic, so..."
Lin Qi's Qi sea suddenly rolled up a huge wave, and the Shengxian Pond flew up and hit the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse heavily. There was a loud bang. Lin Qi felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. This heavy impact made Lin Qi almost vomit blood. He couldn't help but became angry and blasted a strong soul wave: "Shut up! Do you want to kill me? That's right. Let’s start with the Nine Layers of the Secret Demonic Tower!”
Shengxianchi shouted "Ahhhh": "Forget about this problem, start quickly, quickly, quickly!"
Led by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse, Dragon Cliff, Mithril Mountain, Shengxian Pond, etc. simultaneously turned into a faint stream of light and ran into the ground from Lin Qi's feet. Then he rushed straight to the bottom of the Nine-layer Secret Demon Tower. Lin Qi didn't know how they were going to start, but after seeing the fierce blow from the Osmanthus Tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse that swallowed up the Thunder Temple. Lin Qi had no worries about them at all.
A bald man suddenly rushed in front of Lin Qi. Lin Qi glanced at the bald man blankly, and the five fingers of his left hand quickly formed a strange gesture. The bald man was stunned, and then punched Lin Qi in the chest with an "incomparably ferocious" punch. Lin Qi immediately let out a shrill scream, flew back hundreds of meters, and fell heavily on a road. There are knife marks that are more than ten meters wide and nearly a hundred meters deep.
Squinting his eyes and looking around, Lin Qi found that there was no one in the knife mark, so he stopped his plan to bite his lip and vomit some blood. Then a miserable howl was heard, and the unlucky Earl of Longshan was thrown in dancing. He vomited blood and looked at Lin Qi with an ugly face: "Why did he really hit me when he hit me?" Heavy hand?"
Lin Qi didn't say a word. He just patted the unfortunate guy gently, took out a bottle of secret healing medicine and stuffed it into it.
One hundred and eight divine generals formed a strange battle formation, spinning rapidly around the four-sided statue like a windmill. The clouds under their feet turned into streams of white light, carrying their bodies as they flew back and forth in complex trajectories. Every second, at least eighteen halberds launch a storm of attacks on the statue at the same time. Every second, the statue will receive thousands of terrible blows.
The four-faced statue roared with anger and fear. This was definitely a divine general from Penglai. Although it was not the most powerful of the existences that had frightened him in the past, it was at least in the category of high-level divine generals.
These war machines have no fear, no pain, and absolutely no mistakes. The four-faced statue once witnessed how Penglai's army of magic soldiers massacred its comrades. Facing these divine generals who formed a battle formation, millions of companions were harvested piece by piece like wheat under a sickle, and the golden divine blood changed the color of the earth like worthless rain.
In the fierce battle, these god generals will also suffer huge damage, but what scares the four-faced statues is that those god generals who are about to be completely destroyed will not hesitate to self-destruct a core called Lingyuan in their bodies. It is equivalent to the dragon crystal of a giant dragon, the magic core of a monster, and the energy core that is the source of human fighting spirit. Every time he self-destructs, he will cause huge casualties to his companions!
"You damn things, how can you still exist in this world? You should be completely destroyed and suppressed forever!" The four-faced statue screamed in horror: "Those bald men in the Temple of Heaven, they have disobeyed us The sacred contract between us, they should suppress Penglai, they should not let you appear in this world!"
Those black-turbaned tiger men heard the word 'bald', and they looked at each other, and then the tallest man roared angrily: "Nonsense! Aren't we here? If we weren't chasing this guy, You are a bunch of weird things, even if you kneel on the ground and beg us, we will not come to the territory of your Milo God Sect!"
The four-faced statue was stunned, and he turned his head in shock to look at the bald men with shiny and tender scalps who were acting as mirrors. He roared at the top of his lungs: "It's you! You humble humans, you ignorant mortals! Facing the noble gods! Why don't you kneel down?"
The bald man scratched his forehead and laughed loudly: "Kneel down to you? Hey, you are a bullshit god! You are at most a servant of God, but you can also be considered a god? I am in the Tianmiao The status of the House of Lords is not necessarily lower than yours, but you think I am stupid enough to kneel down to you!"
The bald man snorted coldly, then turned around and charged towards the followers of the Milo Sect in the distance with a broadsword.
To be able to attack the core of the Miluo Sect so smoothly without taking the opportunity to kill a few more followers of the Miluo Sect would be a brain twitch. But when the bald men charged this time, they would always drop some small jade accessories from their sleeves and trousers from time to time.
For example, there are small jade pendants engraved with aura lotus patterns, jade daggers engraved with ancient characters, demon-conquering pestles made of jade, and even two or three alms bowls made of jade! And these things are all souvenirs that these bald heads have looted from the bodies of the members of the Tianmiao who unfortunately fell into their hands over the years.
These sturdy men of the Tiger Clan are just too lazy to use their brains, but that doesn't mean they have no brains! Since these four-faced statues have given them the perfect excuse, let's take the opportunity to put the blame on the bald men of the Temple of Heaven!
One thing must be certain. Although these old monsters of the Tiger Clan have shaved their heads, they have nothing to do with the Tianmiao! They were just guarding an exclusive area and could be injured at any time. It was easier to heal and bandage their wounds if they shaved their heads. They were not really here to frame the Tianmiao.
The four-faced statue and the bald man roared a few words, and he lost consciousness for a moment, and the movements of his hands slowed down a little. Although he has six arms and can react most acutely to attacks from all directions, facing a collective attack from 108 people, unless he grows another 100 arms, he will always have insufficient protection. . (To be continued.)