Lin Qi was silent. With the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse and the others here, Lin Qi knew what the true face of this Winged Human Realm was. Www!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!comAnd how could the people of the Tiger clan know that these winged people who have been fighting with them for countless years are not living creatures at all!
The members of the Tiger Clan may think that if they kill these winged men, they will really die. But they never thought that after the bodies of these winged men fell back into the abyss of the Absolute Realm, they would be immediately reorganized into a brand new puppet!
Even the undead army will not be as perverted as the angel army. After all, the undead army still relies on the fire of the soul to control it. As for the angel army, they are a puppet army that does not even have souls. They have no concept of survival and death. The only thing they exist for is The meaning is to rely on a continuous offensive to destroy all enemies in front of you.
While Lin Qi was thinking about it, a large group of Seraphim had already swarmed out.
The fighting power of these six-winged people is very disastrous. The weakest among them are probably at the level of the upper level to the peak of heaven, but the strongest among them have reached the peak of holy master. degree.
In other words, if you are facing a six-winged man on a large-scale battlefield, you have no idea whether you are facing a heavenly warrior or a holy master! Moreover, they are so large and numerous that even the most brilliant commander cannot accurately deploy troops and generals to fight them in a targeted manner.
It's like a hundred six-winged winged men appearing in front of an army of ten thousand people. They don't leak a breath at all. You don't know whether you are facing a hundred heavenly warriors or a hundred warriors. The existence of the pinnacle Saint Master!
"These guys are so ungrateful!" Lin Qi looked blankly at those who looked exactly the same, dressed exactly the same, held the same white lightsaber, and had the same scarlet eyes. They had no characteristics or differences at all. Seraphim.
"Indeed, not very particular!" Long Ya angrily criticized the Angel Legion from the side: "A very shameless behavior. Very shameless! The dragon army I created. They are living creatures with souls, and their soul breath and aura of strength, which can accurately identify their strength. The character of the Dragon Legion may be a little bad, but they never play tricks on the battlefield!"
"It is undeniable that the results of the Angel Legion far exceeded those of the Dragon Legion!" The Doomsday Apocalypse Palace silenced Long Ya's anger with just one sentence.
The terrifying sound of flapping wings filled the sky, and densely packed six-winged people rushed down from high altitudes while roaring.
"Attack at will! Attack at will!" The high-pitched voice gave the order decisively.
The fighting power of the six-winged people is really too difficult to grasp, the span of strength from heaven to holy master. It was impossible to mobilize the power of the magic circle to attack them in a unified manner. Now the battle has entered a state of chaos, and we can only rely on the adaptability of each fort to deal with the enemy.
Fortunately, the strongest strength of the six-winged people is only at the peak of the Saint Master. They are still invincible against the powerful demigods of the Tiger Clan.
Nearly a thousand six-winged men surrounded the fortress where Lin Qi and the others were located, and more six-winged men kept rushing towards them from the outside. Dozens of wingmen waved their long swords and threw themselves in front of Lin Qi and others with a ray of white light. The hot lightsaber struck like lightning.
"Hell's Furious Flame Impact!" Sha Minyan shouted.
A ring of fire roared out from the edge of the fortress in all directions. The high-temperature fire ring, which was a hundred meters high, swept over the bodies of the winged men, easily turning them into a self-exploding white light. This was just an ordinary saint-level magic, but more than a thousand Seraphim nearby were killed at the same time.
"Damn it, they're all a bunch of minions!" Sha Minyan roared angrily.
With a 'buzz' sound, more than a dozen six-winged men sprang out from behind the large group of winged men. Their long swords waved, and the six wings behind them suddenly opened. All the feathers shot out one after another. It turned into countless light arrows and swept over.
Sha Minyan and others are controlling the magic circle, and they have no power to protect themselves. The nearby tiger warriors raised their heavy shields and rushed forward. Blocked those light arrows at the same time. The light arrows hit the shield and exploded one after another. The power of each light arrow was no less than a full blow from a strong Saint Master, but in the face of such an attack, the strong man of the Tiger clan seemed so relaxed.
Lin Qi waved his hands, and a ray of green light rushed into the sky, and then suddenly exploded, turning into a large green rain of light and whizzing down.
The cyan halo containing powerful life energy adhered to all the members of the Tiger and Fox tribes participating in the battle, forming a set of thin personal armor. The defensive power of this layer of armor is not very strong, and it is probably barely able to withstand attacks at the peak level of the Saint Master. But once this layer of armor is broken, it will immediately turn into powerful healing energy to nourish the body. It is a strange magic with dual attributes.
Feeling the wonderful power of the cyan light armor exerted by Lin Qi, thundering cheers rang out from the fortresses in all directions.
Some wild tiger warriors waved their fists here, and then suddenly jumped up and slashed all around with big swords. The rolling air waves tore the air, and the white air explosion visible to the naked eye smashed a large number of seraphs into pieces. .
Countless shattered winged men fell into the abyss, but more six-winged men continued to fly up from the extremity.
Attack, fall, and then more wingmen appear, continue to attack, and then continue to be beaten to pieces.
It's just that the attacks of the Seraphim were completely unable to break through the defenses of the Tiger Clan warriors, and the magic array, which was replenished with abundant energy, exerted a satisfactory lethality. Large areas of winged men were easily cleared away, and no warriors or mages who participated in the battle were injured yet.
Lin Qi stood idle beside Sha Minyan, his spiritual power carefully wrapping the entire sky castle.
There are actually hundreds of thousands of people stationed in this sky castle. In addition to the demigods who are the main battlers, there are also a large number of Saint Master-level warriors hiding in the fortress. There are more than 30,000 demigods in this sky castle, and the others are all saint-level warriors and mages.
Lin Qi also discovered that there were a large number of unused war equipment hidden in the underground of the castle. Some strange bows and crossbows with simple shapes that were obviously made by ancient goblins and others that Lin Qi couldn't tell what they were. of strange things. The more than 100,000 holy masters should be responsible for controlling these numerous war instruments.
Of course, if the attack of the winged men is too fierce, when a large number of demigod-level winged men appear, those winged men with six wings or below must be carried by these saint master level warriors. Every year, the majority of the Tiger clan's casualties should be caused by these people.
The crazy attack by the wingmen lasted for two days and two nights, and the attack continued for two days and two nights without any rest.
The sky was filled with winged men waving their wings and slashing wildly. The huge roar of various fire magics could be heard in the ears, and even the self-destruction of the winged men made a loud noise. After two days and two nights of no rest, he kept waving his weapons to cut off the Yi people into the abyss. Lin Qi could clearly see that even the powerful demigods and high-level tribesmen looked tired.
It's not that they feel split physically, but that they can't bear the consumption mentally.
These low-level wingmen are vulnerable, but killing them endlessly for two consecutive days is like asking an ordinary person to kill flies with a fly swatter for two days in a row. Facing the overwhelming influx of flies, That person will definitely collapse.
Lin Qi swallowed hard, and he finally understood the horror of these extreme areas. He deeply admired these seniors of the major ancient tribes. How did they survive such a terrible attack and survive
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and an eight-winged winged man rushed out of the large group of winged men with an expressionless face, and flew away a middle-level demigod tribesman next to Lin Qi with a sword. The tiger warrior's long sword was cut off by the lightsaber, and the lightsaber made a deep gash in his chest.
Blood spurted out. It was obvious that the wound had hurt his internal organs. Lin Qi even heard the hissing sound from the torn lungs.
Lin Qi grabbed the injured tribesman, fed a bottle of medicine into his mouth, and then patted his chest with a beam of blue light. Thinking that he would die, the tiger warrior who was about to rush into the winged man army and explode himself was stunned. His injuries were recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"A quarter of an hour, you will be cured in a quarter of an hour!" Lin Qi threw the tribesman on the ground, took out a mid-grade holy weapon level sword and threw it beside him, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone Be careful, a high-level winged man has appeared!"
Deep cries of pain kept coming from all around. Amidst the endless onslaught of low-level winged men, several eight-winged men suddenly appeared. Even the demigods of the Tiger Clan who had experienced hundreds of battles, they At that time, dozens of people were caught off guard by the sneak attack of the Eight Winged Wings.
These powerful demigods were seriously injured and flew away, lying on the ground unable to move.
Lin Qi quickly jumped out of his fortress under the protection of nine tiger guards and came to the nearby fortress. When he met a seriously injured tribesman, he drank a bottle of medicine, and then a green light photographed it, which continued to deteriorate. The injury quickly improved and healed.
Every time he passed a fortress, Lin Qi would drop a bundle of medicine. Every time he passed a fortress, he would win the cheers of countless tiger warriors.
Lin Puxi, who was completely naked and was being wiped with soft silk scarves by four beautiful girls with bright eyes and white teeth, saw through the magic water mirror the scene of Lin Qi using potions to rescue his tribe. He was so angry that his eyes were twitching and he was hoarse. roared angrily: "What's going on? Where did he get the medicine? I have asked him to hand over all the medicine to me. Where did he get the medicine?"
"He violated my order and left a large amount of medicine privately. This is a violation of military orders and a breach of military discipline!"
"I must punish him severely! I will never let him go!"
Lin Puxi was so angry that her hair stood on end. She grabbed a girl and held her down, then roared fiercely.
"Miao Xiangtian, you personally lead the law enforcement team and put this lawless guy in jail!" (To be continued.)