"Betrayal! Shameless betrayal!"
The Osmanthus Tree and the Palace of Doomsday Apocalypse looked at the humans who were entangled together and stood motionless in the posture of the moment of death. The angry roars shook Lin Qi's spiritual sea and set off a tens of thousands of frenzy, causing him to There were ripples in his soul, and he almost couldn't control his soul power and sprayed it out randomly in all directions. WWw,QUAbEn-XIAoShUo,com
Large groups of human corpses were frozen there. They were wearing the same clothes and holding various weapons. They used the most ruthless and ruthless moves to kill the enemies in front of them. In many places, these human beings who still exude frightening and powerful murderous aura are entangled with each other, their teeth are deeply sunk into each other's necks, and their entire palms are driven into each other's vital points.
Standing in front of two middle-aged men who stood face to face with their entire arms thrust into each other's chests, Lin Qi was silent for a long time.
They were all human beings, wearing the same clothes, giving off the same powerful aura, and they fought each other to death. Lin Qi couldn't tell which of them was the traitor and who was the betrayed. Regardless of whether they were good or bad in life, whether they were loyal or traitorous, they all died stiffly here.
The roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree peeked out from Lin Qi's fingertips, and he kept scanning the metal coat of arms on the chests of these people, announcing their names.
Names rang out softly one by one, Lin's, Yun's, Sha's. . . Familiar surnames were constantly announced by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The surnames of twelve hidden ancient clans kept ringing here, and some other surnames were also mixed in.
Lin Qi looked around. Among the dead humans, most of them were of the Eastern race, a very few were of the Black Spirit race, and the rest were of the Western race. Everyone's eyes widened, and they opened their mouths to let out silent roars. The weapons in their hands, or simply their own limbs, were inserted into the opponent's body using the most cruel and direct means, killing the opponent.
"What happened here?" Lin Qi muttered in a low voice.
"Don't ask us, we don't know either!" the osmanthus tree sighed lowly: "But a war broke out here. There is no doubt. Some humans betrayed their blood, they betrayed something that should not be betrayed. They are a shame , they are sins, they are sins, they must be completely purified, they..."
Sighing heavily, the osmanthus tree waved its countless thick rhizomes helplessly: "It's useless to say this now. Place their bodies in place, and then go to the control core of Heaven Mountain. Hurry, control Heaven Mountain. !”
Countless green streams of light poured out from Lin Qi's palm, and the streams of light rolled up the stiff corpses and laid them neatly side by side. It doesn't matter who is the 'good guy' or who is the 'bad guy'. They were all lying there now, not breathing at all.
One after another, weapons that kept emitting mournful sounds were rolled up by the osmanthus tree. The Shengxian Pond completely refined and purified these weapons without any ceremony, and then input them into the army-slaying axe. Lin Qi felt the Army Slaughter Ax constantly trembling, and his temperature was getting higher and higher, as if there was a volcano brewing inside the Army Slaughter Ax, which could erupt with terrifying power at any time.
Lin Qi continued to move forward, facing huge silver pillars in front of him. Crowds of humans fell to the ground dead. Their bodies were badly mutilated. Everyone seemed to have been stabbed by hundreds of swords, and their bodies were in tatters. Many people's bodies were almost shattered.
In particular, some people's bodies had been cut off at the waist, but they seemed to have been so severely injured that their upper bodies still climbed on the ground for a long distance, so that their upper and lower bodies were separated, and there was a long blood mark in the middle.
Lin Qi saw a strong black man whose body was cut open to the ribs. His upper body crawled over a distance of more than 100 meters, and his hands were like iron plates smashed into the thigh of a middle-aged man with a shocked look on his face. . The palm of the black spirit man cut into the middle-aged man's thigh from behind and protruded from the front of his thigh.
The middle-aged man with a shocked expression was holding a small stabbing sword in the style of a dark elf, and stabbed a young man in the back from behind. The young man's face turned pitch black, and his body was obviously infected by the poison on the stabbing sword. He turned around with difficulty, and a strange-shaped scimitar in his hand stabbed into the man behind him. The forehead of a middle-aged man.
Lin Qi stood beside these three people, carefully analyzing their movements. The young man who was attacked from behind fell dead in front of the young man, a multi-armed super god of the mysterious demon clan with hundreds of heads and thousands of arms. Judging from the injuries on the body of the super god, it was clear that he was killed by the young man with a clean sword. .
If it weren't for the sneak attack from behind, this young man might not have died here.
As for the middle-aged man who succeeded in the sneak attack, if the dark man hadn't gritted his teeth and used his palm to blast through his thigh, and the young man's counterattack before dying, it might not have been possible to touch a hair of his.
"The young man who was attacked is called Ximen Yijie!" Osmanthus Tree said slowly: "His physical condition is very strange. His Qi and meridians are a hundred times more flexible than ordinary people, so he can explode all the power in his body in an instant. , releasing a lethality that is thousands of times greater than that of existences of the same level!"
"Ancestor of the Leopard Clan?" Lin Qi clicked her lips. The Ximen Leopard Clan, their attack method is a violent blow that is as brilliant as fireworks. This is their biggest feature, and it is also the terrifying talent that makes them the strongest assassins of the Twelve Ancient Clan.
On Frostleaf Island, Lin Qi had seen people from the Leopard Clan take action. An ordinary saint, after a short period of luck and momentum, could actually unleash a terrifying attack that was almost a demigod! That attack was as gorgeous and bright as a falling meteor, enough to make any enemy standing in front of the Ximen Leopard Clan feel terrified.
Lin Qi crouched next to the killed member of the Hidden Mystic Demon tribe. He carefully checked his body and found that this unlucky super god was indeed killed with one blow. An unusually sharp blade opened his eyebrows, shattered his brain, completely annihilated his soul and spirit, and directly extinguished all his vitality.
Lin Qi could not imagine how dazzling the blow that the senior Ximen who died in the sneak attack was. A super-level main god was killed by him with just one blow, like a sledgehammer killing a chicken with one blow. If it weren't for the fact that there would be a short gap in strength after the attack by the Ximen clan members, maybe he wouldn't have been attacked by the middle-aged man behind him.
Slowly, he pulled out the stabbing sword that had pierced Ximen Yijie's heart. The dark, translucent stabbing sword actually made a hissing sound like a poisonous snake, and the sword's body was like a twisted rattan. He turned around and struck Lin Qi's palm with a sword.
The roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree were whipped out quickly and struck hard on the evil stabbing sword. A wail sounded, and black flames shot out from the stabbing sword. Then the Osmanthus Tree rolled up the dagger without hesitation and threw it into the Shengxian Pond.
White flames rolled out from the Shengxian Pond, and the sticky flames wrapped around the stabbing sword, burning it until it screamed, and soon wiped out any bit of its intelligence and refined it into a ball. White metallic solution.
"Traitor!" The roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree swept across the coat of arms on the middle-aged man's chest: "Nan Zhen! Should he and Na Nan Tian be of the same race?"
Lin Qi didn't say a word. He just swung his army-slaying ax and chopped off the middle-aged man's head with a single blow. After kicking the middle-aged man's head away, Lin Qi kept Ximen Yijie's body well in the space ring, then pieced the two ends of the black spirit man's body together, and put it together with Ximen Yijie. Jay stood side by side.
After recovering the body of the multi-armed super-god of the mysterious demon clan, Lin Qi continued to move forward with a gloomy face.
There was no longer any corpse of the archangel in front of him, and everywhere he passed was densely packed with human corpses. They either died together on the silver pillars, or they entangled each other and immersed themselves in the crystal clear water. Their expressions were different, either angry, frightened, desperate, or suddenly revealed a hint of fear and disbelief in a ferocious and vicious smile.
At least tens of millions of humans died fighting here, and the strength they showed made Lin Qi so frightened that he almost fainted.
He saw a strong man with a smoothly shaved scalp, exposing his knotted muscles, and holding in one hand a bloody piece of the body of a strange creature that had been forcibly torn apart. And a girl with a pretty face punched him in the back from behind, killing this big man who was still mighty and domineering even after death.
But this girl didn't end up well either. A man whose left arm was chopped off and two thighs were completely broken struck her in the back with an axe. The ax as big as a wheel passed through her body, and in an instant Killed all her vitality.
Right next to these people, there was a handsome young man who looked like a green bamboo in a snowstorm. Beside him were hundreds of strange fallen angel corpses. These fallen angels, which resembled a combination of some limbs of insects and beasts and humans, were cut into pieces by the sharp sword energy, and jets of blood even spurted out thousands of meters away.
But the handsome young man finally fell under a heavy iron pestle. The one holding the iron pestle was a young man who looked exactly like that young man and was obviously his twin brother. The young man who was attacked and killed turned his head to look at his brother in disbelief. Countless years had passed, and the shock and heartache on his face, like an insect sealed in amber, remained to this day.
The young man holding an iron pestle and smiling ferociously was pierced by a huge bone spear. The blood-colored bone spear shot from an unknown source penetrated deeply into his back, and the bone spear sprouted... Countless bone spurs as fine as hair appeared, and the dense bone spurs protruded from the young man's body, cutting his body into pieces that were no different from those of a hedgehog. (To be continued.)