"Bloodline?" Lin Qi thought of the strange and harsh rules of the Twelve Ancient Clan - the descendants of the family could only marry women of Eastern bloodline. wWW. qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo. coM
"Yes, bloodline!" Osmanthus Tree's voice was serious: "Only pure, unpolluted bloodline can pass our verification. When you first met me, although your password passed my Verification, but if your bloodline is contaminated, then you will be killed by me!"
Lin Qi opened his mouth, and then breathed out heavily.
"Actually, we are all very surprised!" The Osmanthus Tree sighed faintly: "Maybe the Tiger Clan's single-minded mentality is more suitable for such a harsh inheritance! That one is a very complicated password, and it uses the same password that is currently in circulation. It’s an ancient Eastern language with a completely different language, but the Tiger Clan can actually preserve it to this day without missing a single syllable. The Tiger Clan is really amazing!”
Lin Qi, speechless, looked up at the sky, then shook his head in confusion.
"It seems that the Shahu clan also has similar family prayers passed down, but..." Lin Qi licked his lips and exhaled heavily. Among the twelve ancient clans, only the Tiger clan's family prayers have been passed down according to their original appearance, while the family prayers of several other ancient families have long been lost in nooks and crannies.
"By the way, a piece of good news!" The osmanthus tree pulled out its tiny rhizome from Lin Qi's body: "Because of the help of this four-star general's natal essence, Lin Qi underwent his first transformation , he found that pure physical strength is already the strength of a three-star imperial warrior."
"The control of energy and the cultivation of your own 'source power' require your efforts!" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree patted Lin Qi's head with its rhizome: "Work hard, Lin Qi. Actually, I don't want to say this. But I must tell you—the future of the entire human race depends on you!"
Lin Qi sighed heavily again, the same sigh he had today after so many years. There were many, many more sighs than he had sighed in the past twenty years combined. Shaked his head. Lin Qi, who was in a heavy mood, looked at Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian who were lying aside, and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on his face.
"Before I don't have enough strength, you don't need to remind me of these things!" Lin Qi waved his hands, as if he wanted to throw away everything he just heard: "Now, I just want to make the Tiger Clan change I need to be purer and cleaner. I don’t want these flies to disturb the peace of the Tiger Clan! No matter how strong my personal strength is, I think. I need the help of the Tiger Clan.”
"Of course!" Osmanthus Tree smiled happily: "Judging from the population base and average strength of the Tiger Clan, there must be child-level existences among the elders of the Tiger Clan. If you are lucky, there may even be some among them. A low-level warrior? That is what is now called a lower-level god!"
"Therefore, the Tiger Clan must not give up. This will be one of your greatest aids! After all, our current strength has not been fully restored. We cannot help you too much. Even if we all recover, we cannot They are the opponents of those gods!" Osmanthus Tree's voice was very sad: "You know, when we had such powerful power, we still failed, so now, we need to be more cautious, more cautious, and we need a stronger foundation. .”
This was the fiftieth morning after Lin Qi secretly led Lin Puxi, Miao Xiangtian and others into the Winged Realm.
In the Sky Castle, the soldiers on night duty had just changed their defenses. Suddenly a sharp horn sounded. There was a dull flapping sound of wings below the Winged Man's Realm. Lin Qi's howl sounded like a ghost's roar: "Help, the city guard and Master Mi were both seriously injured by the winged men. Help!"
A small magic flying disc shot out from below the Winged Man Abyss. Lin Qi controlled the magic flying disc, carrying the nine unconscious tiger guards and flying towards the sky castle with difficulty. Behind Lin Qi, more than a hundred magic flying discs continuously sprayed out large amounts of sword energy and fire. More than a thousand powerful men in black costumes were having a great time fighting with large groups of winged men who were chasing after them.
The magic flying discs were constantly chopped to pieces by white lightsabers. The men in costumes on the magic flying discs fell silently into the abyss, and then their bodies suddenly expanded and exploded like those severely injured winged men.
These well-dressed men in black were the soldiers under Miao Xiangtian who destroyed the palace. Under the leadership of Linpu Xi and Miao Xiangtian, these dead soldiers sneaked into Tiantang Mountain, but failed to find Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian, so they stayed inside.
As a result, Lin Qi took Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian out of the gate of heaven today, and these dead men appeared immediately.
Without saying a word, Lin Qi let Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian, who had been brainwashed by Long Ya, lead their dead men to cut off the rear. He panicked and fled upwards in embarrassment with the nine tiger guards who were covered in blood.
The magic flying discs where Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian were kept spraying black smoke, and their flying speed became slower and slower. The dead soldiers under Miao Xiangtian surrounded them, protecting them as they retreated to the Sky Castle, resisting the attack of the wingmen with incomparable courage.
Rapid drumbeats sounded in the Sky Castle, and a bald man stood at the top of the city, looking down in shock.
"Lin Qi? Why did you run down there? Where have you been for so many days?" The bald man roared angrily: "What the hell is going on? What have you been doing?"
Lin Qi weakly raised his head and cried bitterly to the bald man on the top of the city: "I was ordered by the city guard to accompany him deep into the Yiren's extremity area to investigate the origins of the Yiren. Who would have thought that as soon as we entered, we were captured? Surrounded by countless wingmen, we fought continuously for dozens of days below and finally escaped! If it weren't for the help of these... enthusiastic people, we wouldn't have been able to escape!"
The expressions on the faces of the Tiger clan members on the top of the city became extremely mysterious. Enthusiastic people? A strange and enthusiastic person appeared in Yiren’s Absolute Territory? Are you kidding me
Look at the tough men in black attire. Their clothes are all made of black leather with fine scales. Not a trace of skin is exposed on their bodies, and even their eye sockets are covered by black crystal flakes. With such costumes and dressing up, and being so brave and fearless, many people would fight head-on and die together with those winged men!
"The dead warriors of the Milo God Sect!" The bald man standing at the top of the city roared: "The dead warriors of the Milo God Sect! Why are there dead warriors of the Milo God Sect in the Winged Realm? Come on! Seal the city. , strictly inspect every fortress in the city!"
With a 'buzz' sound, a machete whizzed down from behind the bald man and hit the bald man's neck.
A tiger clan member standing next to the bald man kicked him on the waist and kicked the bald man away. The sneak attack of the horse-cutting scimitar hit the tiger tribesman's thigh hard. The blade whirled and a large piece of flesh spurted out with blood.
A middle-aged man with long hair, wearing a green robe with a green bamboo embroidered with silver thread on the sleeves, who looked particularly handsome and elegant, shouted sternly: "Activate all the magic formations, attack the winged people with all your strength, and protect Puxi City Guard the city! Anyone who dares to carry out the order will be killed!"
The tiger clan man who was kicked away angrily turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who attacked him. He shouted sternly: "Lin Puyou, you bastard! Do you know what you are doing? Those people are dead soldiers of Miluo God Sect. !”
Lin Puyou waved his sword expressionlessly and struck at the bald man: "Nonsense, those are the followers of Puxi City Guards. They are undead swordsmen from the Undead Continent. What kind of dead warriors from the Miluo God Cult? I haven’t seen it, I don’t know!”
With a loud bang, the bald man swung his axe, and the long knife in Lin Puyou's hand flew out of his hand. The bald man grabbed Lin Puyou's neck, threw him to the ground hard, and then put his knee on his abdomen.
The bald man roared angrily: "I am the general of the Winged Realm. The Tiger Clan has obeyed the order, sealed off the city, and strictly inspected every castle! If the dead warriors of the Miluo God Sect outside the city dare to take a step closer, they will be killed without mercy! There are people in the city. Anyone who dares to cause civil strife will be killed!"
With a 'hoo' sound, Lin Qi had already controlled the magic flying disc and plunged into the city in a panic. Lin Qi roared: "Those enthusiastic people are dead soldiers of the Miluo God Sect? Why do they call Puxi City Shou the Dharma Protector God King? What is this? What is the Dharma Protector God King of the Milo God Sect? Why do they call Master Mi the Divine Concubine?"
With a 'boom', everyone who heard Lin Qi's words suddenly became confused.
The bald-headed members of the Tiger Clan bloodline started to fight one after another, while those members of the real power group who were wearing long robes and handsome and unrestrained pulled out their weapons one after another and charged towards Lin Qi with roars. come over.
Lin Qi had a gloomy look on his face, pulled out his army-slaying ax, and struck out with a heavy blow.
A tiger roar came out, and a tiger-shaped energy blasted out from the army-slaying axe. A hot red stream roared up, turning into a large sea of fire and covering the group of powerful tribesmen who rushed over. The rolling tiger-shaped air wave rushed hundreds of meters away, and hundreds of powerful tribesmen were chopped into pieces by an axe.
Lin Qi had a token with gleaming cold light in his hand, and he shouted sternly: "Here is the order to kill the tiger. The blood disciples of the Tiger clan obey the order and seal the city! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed!"
Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian had rushed outside the city with a large group of dead soldiers, but under Lin Qi's order, the defensive barriers of the Sky Castle had all been opened, and the thick barriers blocked them all out. Lin Puxi's eyes widened and he howled at the top of his lungs: "Lin Qi, how dare you do this?"
Before he finished speaking, a mysterious figure flashed past, and a twelve-winged archangel appeared behind Lin Puxi with an expressionless face.
The long lightsaber pierced Lin Puxi's heart, and then with a swipe of the long sword, Miao Xiangtian's beautiful head was chopped off with one sword.
The archangel glanced indifferently at the many tiger tribesmen in the castle, and then quietly flew away into the depths of the abyss.
Nearly a thousand dead soldiers let out desperate shouts at the same time. They rushed out one after another, blew themselves up, and died together with the large group of winged men. (To be continued.)