With such a noble status, he is naturally qualified to dominate the lives of these beautiful women! If he wants them to live, they can live. If he wants these women to die, they must die. wWw,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,CoMMu Wei is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Naturally, he wants to enjoy her expression of panic, pain and tears, so he has made up his mind to show her face to face in front of Mu Wei later. Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu should be executed late.
A cry of pain came, and the left index finger of the young man in white who had not paid attention to Hu Xinzhu was cut off at the root. Dark golden blood spurted out far away. Blood droplets as heavy as mercury fell to the ground, and they were about to penetrate the rock. There were small, bottomless holes. The wind knife continued to cut the neck of the young man in white. The young man in white turned pale with fright, and he let out a sharp scream in panic.
Two black figures suddenly appeared from behind the young man in white. They grabbed the young man in white by the shoulders and pulled his body backwards. The wind blade almost grazed the guy's carotid artery, and the cold air brought out a very thin trace of blood on his neck. A suffocating death crisis made the arrogant young man in white so scared that he trembled all over. It was a mess and I almost peed my pants.
"They, they want to kill me!" The young man in white screamed hysterically: "They want to kill me! They actually dare to assassinate me! They must be spies of the church, they must be heretics of the Azer Clan! Capture them all alive, kill all the men on the spot, and bring those women back to the Temple of Heaven for me to play with!"
Lin Qi looked at this unlucky guy with pity. Yes, Lin Qi and the others were all spies of the church, and they were all members of the Ashe Clan. . . Uh, can Lin Qi still be considered a heretic now? After all, he has an identity as a high-ranking god inherited from the Temple of War! Can he be considered a heretic
Mu Wei glanced at the young man in white with disgust, and shouted coldly: "Idiot, disgusting guy! Originally, I just wanted to find the place where Mudra fell quietly. You are seeking death on your own, so you can't blame me. Come on! Adela, kill them. Imprison their souls. Take them back to the Holy Mountain and hand them over to the Temple of Punishment for slow torture."
Before Mu Wei finished speaking, the young man in white who had just escaped death was already shouting excitedly: "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? They admitted that they are indeed spies of the church! Catch them and torture them. Torture, I want to know their conspiracy!"
The young man in white was so excited that his whole body was trembling: "What did I say? What did I say? I said, they are spies, they are indeed spies! Who said I came to Kuquanyi just to find a woman? I came here. Yes In order to patrol the Western Border and prevent people from the church from infiltrating the Blood Qin Empire! I did it, I really did it!"
Adela and a dozen other female war goddesses have taken off their cloaks, revealing their tight-fitting inner armor that fully highlights their perfect lines. The young man in white looked greedily at the tall, muscular and perfect bodies of these female war goddesses, with no faults to be found. There was a glimmer of water at the corner of his mouth. A trace of saliva hung directly from the corner of his mouth.
"It's really, so beautiful! I must get them, I, I..." The body of the young man in white trembled violently. He gasped for breath and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Get out of here Come out and catch them! Be careful not to hurt these beauties. Who dares to hurt a hair of theirs? I promise to kill their entire family!"
Hundreds of them wore black robes and carried iron staffs. The man wearing a cloak and belonging to the Heavenly Temple came running from a distance with long strides. The members of the Heavenly Temple these days are all tall and expressionless, with countless scriptures and runes densely embroidered on their golden scalps. These hundreds of Tianmiao members were all the most devout fanatics of the Tianmiao, and the aura they exuded made even Lin Qi change his face!
The three mad believers leading the team, the power in their bodies is like a small sun, exuding suffocating heat violently and fiercely. They have reached the peak of the strength of the middle god. As for the other hundreds of fanatic believers, they are all at the peak level of lower gods! Being able to carry so many god-level guards with him and run rampant, what is the identity of this lustful young man in white in the Temple of Heaven
Gently rubbing his temples, Lin Qi felt a pain in his head. He glanced at Mu Wei helplessly and shook his head gently: "Dear Lord Mu Wei, it seems that we can't keep a low profile this time. This respected gentleman has taken a liking to you and your maid. It looks like we can only fight once!"
There are hundreds of peak lower gods and three peak mid-level gods, and the Tianmiao affiliated with them are best at using various combined attack formations to increase combat effectiveness. The combined strength of these people can definitely easily resist two or three ordinary upper gods. Once a battle at the upper god level breaks out, violent fluctuations in divine power can spread almost throughout the entire world, and all gods will be aware of the movement here.
Mu Wei's face turned blue with anger. She stared at the proud young man in white and scolded sternly: "Who are you?"
The young man in white raised his head proudly. He put his hands behind his back and used his sleeves to cover his index finger that was cut off by Hu Xinzhu's blow. He sneered proudly and arrogantly: "Who am I? Maybe you don't know who I am, but my You must know my father’s name! My father is the Eight-faced God King Ninzei, who has the highest status among the gods in the Temple of Heaven.”
Mu Wei's face became extremely serious. She took a deep look at the young man in white and said lightly: "During the late period of the Ancient God War, Nien Zhen, the leader of the Spirit God Clan, is your father?" It’s strange, the offspring produced by the Spiritual God Clan all have strange shapes, but you are different from them.”
The young man in white squinted his eyes, and his peach-colored gaze kept scanning Mu Wei's chest. He smiled seductively and said: "My mother is the most devout saint in the Tianmiao. She is the most devoted female believer in the history of the Tianmiao. The most pious, powerful, and best-blooded person, so my father used his true body to conceive me with her!"
Lin Qi glanced at the rocks on the ground that had been penetrated by the blood of the young man in white. Every drop of the dark golden blood was as heavy as a mountain. Although the young man in white had a bad character and seemed to have no combat experience, he was obviously a A young playboy who has been pampered since childhood. But his strength is really not weak, he at least has the strength of a high-level and low-level god!
The reason why he was severely injured by Hu Xinzhu's blow was because his combat experience was so lacking. He had probably never fought with anyone in person! So he was stupid enough to touch Hu Xinzhu's wind knife with his fingers. It was obviously a wind knife with wind elements condensed into substance. It was a magical attack with infinite lethality, but he actually used his fingers to touch it head-on.
Hundreds of crazy believers from the Tianmiao rushed over quickly, and soon they arrived a hundred meters away. Then the groups of Tianmiao fanatics from the left and right quickly dispersed, and soon formed a large formation of the Tianmiao filled with evil spirits and shrouded in a light mist.
"Surrender!" The young man in white looked greedily at Mu Wei's rosy little mouth with exquisite lines. He smiled like a hungry wolf smiling softly at a little white rabbit: "I I got tired of playing with those respectful female believers, so I finally got my father to agree to let me leave the Tianmiao and come to the Blood Qin Empire."
After clicking his lips, the young man in white stretched out his hand to touch Mu Wei's chest: "I came to Kuquanyi because I heard that countless beautiful foreign girls have been brought here for auction recently. I came to pamper them! I didn't expect that. We are really destined, my dear little beauty, we are so destined, I..."
The two black-clothed priests behind the white-clothed young man squinted and smiled. They couldn't see through Lin Qi's strength because Lin Qi and the others were much stronger than them. So they allowed the young man in white to humiliate Mu Wei. This was their little master's hobby. As personal guards, they didn't have to make a scene, right
Even the eyes of the two black-clothed priests were flashing with obscene looks. They did not dare to make a move on Mu Wei, but their eyes kept scanning the dozens of goddesses wearing close combat armor. Come and sweep. Perhaps, they can also share some benefits from their little master
"Catch them, and then tell them to shut up!" Mu Wei snorted coldly, and a suffocating terrifying power roared out. Immediately, all the members of the Temple, including the young man in white, knelt down with weak legs. On the ground. Facing the power of the main god, no matter how strong and pious the subordinates of the Heavenly Temple are, they are like a huge boulder suppressing a tenacious ant. They still end up kneeling on the ground.
Lin Qi flashed, grabbed the young man in white's neck, and slapped his shoulder blades with two "slaps". The young man in white howled in pain, and screamed: "My father is Yan Zhen, the eight-faced god king with the highest status among the gods in the great Tianmiao! You can't do this to me, my father is Nightmare! Women, kneel down and beg me, and I can forgive your sins!"
Mu Wei tilted her head and laughed coldly: "Nama Zhen? I am Mu Wei, the main god of the Axi'er God Clan's War Temple. If I kill you, will Nyan Zhen go directly to A Xi'er for your stupid son? Are the gods going to war? You stupid thing, you ruined my big event!"
Mu Wei's divine power was released, and the overwhelming divine power spread out in all directions like a tide. The speed of the divine power spread so fast, several times faster than the speed of light. In the blink of an eye, thousands of tyrannical wills came from the direction of the Temple of Heaven, a gloomy and solemn figure with a sinister evil aura. His will roared crazily: "Mu Wei, let go of my son!" (To be continued...)