Bright Era

A strange aura spread out of Lin Qi's body, and the Hall of Doomsday Apocalypse simulated an air barrier that was close to a high-level wingman, covering Lin Qi and others. The wingmen avoided Lin Qi and his party one after another, rushing violently towards Lin Puxi and the tribesmen he brought.

More than a million biplanes flapped their wings and screamed, making their scalp numb.

Lin Puxi's right hand gently waved forward, and a black arc of ten meters long shot out silently. When the arc light was shot out, the arc light suddenly spread to both sides, and in the blink of an eye, it stretched into a black arc of nearly 10,000 meters wide.

Countless wingmen slammed into this arc of light as thin as cicada wings, and the large wingmen's body was cut into two pieces, and they fell silently into the abyss. When their bodies fell hundreds of meters below, their energy core suddenly exploded, blasting a dazzling white light in the air, making a deep and thunderous noise.

Lin Puxi's shot penetrated the entire array of Wingmen, and more than 100,000 Wingmen were beheaded by him. These winged men fell and exploded one after another, and a large number of winged men were involved in the explosion. The chain reaction blew up more than half of the winged men. In the end, only a few hundred thousand winged men rushed to the tiger clan.

Although the real power clansmen of these tiger tribes are indeed much lower in strength than those of the clan descent, they are after all demigods and saints. Each of their blows made a low roar of tigers, and each blow sent a large burst of air in the air, and countless winged men were broken into pieces in their fierce attacks.

From Lin Puxi until this group of wingmen were wiped out, all this lasted only a dozen breaths.

And Lin Qi has released a large amount of strange light all over his body, constantly drawing the branches suspended in the air into his body. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was very puzzled and roared in Lin Qi's spirit sea: "What's the matter? This is the wreckage of the World Tree in front of the Hall of Valor? Why does it appear here? Well, anyway, the wreckage of the World Tree treats me. It's very useful! I don't think he would mind if I use his wreckage to repair my body!"

A large number of branches and twigs were sucked into the sea of ​​Qi Qi, and with the help of Longya and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, these twigs were quickly dissolved and poured into Shengxianchi. After the purification of Shengxianchi, a large amount of dark green viscous solution was continuously covered by osmanthus flowers. The tree inhales.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree made a roar of incomparable enjoyment. His trunk suddenly swelled, and the main rhizomes swelled rapidly. If his original main stems were just as thick as giant pythons, now his rhizomes have become even bigger than giant dragons. A bit huge. His canopy spread rapidly to the surroundings, like a large lush umbrella covering most of the Hall of Doomsday Apocalypse.

The strong fragrance radiates from the crown of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. There are large patches of light pink osmanthus peanuts under the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. These new-born sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are as small as a little finger, and the inner stamens are as red as blood, exuding intoxicating richness. aroma. These scents penetrate Lin Qi's body like viscous sap, filling Lin Qi's body that has been strengthened to the limit with vitality.

Lin Qi let out an uncontrollable moan. The feeling that every inch of his body is full of youthful vitality really made him enjoy the extreme. He only felt that his eyes were bright, and a clear light flashed in his eyes. He looked up and saw that he could actually I can clearly see the smallest lines on the rock dome thousands of miles away.

Osmanthus Tree’s self-repair and self-strengthening this time helped Lin Qi improve his body's functions. He has strengthened to the lower level of the lower-level god-level body, and this time has been further tempered. His five senses have reached a level that makes Lin Qi himself overjoyed, a level that Lin Qi can't even dream of.

All the remains of the World Tree along the way were swept away by the osmanthus tree.

Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian also noticed Lin Qi's weird behavior, but they didn't care.

Every few months, Sky Castle will send out several patrols to patrol the surrounding areas, and they have collected a lot of this strange branch for research. These seemingly twigs don't have the slightest breath of life, and they seem to be made of metal. The fire will not melt, and the axe will continue to crack. It is not clear what they are used for.

Lin Qi collects these branches all the way. This behavior is a little weird, but Lin Puxi and others don’t think these things have anything to do with the so-called chance of becoming a god. After all, these things are not collected in the tiger family. Little research was conducted, and I didn't hear any clues about the powerful research of those ancient tribes.

Having plunged more than ten miles down, a huge broken branch appeared in front of Lin Qi.

This is a large branch with dozens of people hugging each other, with many branches and dozens of miles long. It is conceivable that the trunk body of this branch should be what a majestic and magical plant, but what Lin Qi is now in front of is such a broken branch, which seems to be a branch that was violently cut off by a single knife.

Such a branch didn't release any luster, it just suspended in the air quietly. The six wingmen with four pairs of wings on their backs lay quietly on the branches like zombies. Beside them, there were also thousands of six-winged people and more than 100,000 four-winged people.

With a wave of Lin Qi's palm, a blue light flashed, and the huge branch suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree let out a roar in Lin Qi Linghai, and the six eight-winged people opened their scarlet eyes at the same time, rushing towards Lin Qi like a madman. But Lin Qi suddenly released a weird aura. These wingmen hesitated for a while, and then ignored Lin Qi and rushed towards Lin Puxi with a dazzling lightsaber.

Lin Puxi stayed in a daze, then let out two black arcs of light at these eight-winged people, and then sternly reprimanded: "Block them and kill them! The others, follow me and follow Lin Qi."

Lin Qi's magical energy flew around the Wing Ren and quickly swooped down into the depths of the Wing Ren Juyu. Lin Puxi saw that Lin Qi seemed to be able to enter the extremity unhindered, and he suddenly felt anxious-perhaps this is the life-saving artifact given to Lin Qi by the God Abinu to function? But no matter what, that opportunity must not be monopolized by Lin Qi!

Although everyone is a loyal protector of the sect of Mila, they belong to two shrines, and they are in a relationship of competition rather than cooperation! When looking for opportunities, they can still work together to cooperate and cooperate, but once that opportunity is obtained, Lin Puxi doesn't mind to erase Lin Qi casually and let himself take the credit!

Thousands of members of the Tiger tribe greeted the wingmen who came in madly, and the others followed Lin Puxi and chased Lin Qi.

The densely packed winged men immediately surrounded the more than a thousand tiger tribes who stayed behind to intercept them. The dense wings covered everything, and no one could see what was happening in the encircled circle. In just a few breaths, six huge explosions suddenly sounded, and then all the wingmen exploded almost simultaneously.

The stern and miserable howling sounded endlessly, and after about half an hour, a group of **** Tiger tribes chased up, panting and meeting Lin Puxi and the others. About five hundred people could no longer keep up with the team. In the self-destruction of those Wingmen, less than half of them barely survived, and most of them were seriously injured.

Lin Puxi glanced at these people indifferently, then threw a few bundles of medicine over, and then continued to rush down.

Along the way, Lin Qi kept collecting the wreckage of the World Tree, and kept bypassing waves of astonishing wingmen. Lin Puxi and others kept fighting with these winged men. As time passed by, the clansmen behind him gradually reduced to less than 6,000 people.

When the team came with more than 10,000 people, there were only less than 6,000 left in just one day and one night. This battle loss ratio is really amazing.

Lin Qi looked back at Lin Puxi and the team behind him, nodded slowly. There are still 6,000 people, so these people can still help themselves block the winged army for a while, and there should be enough time for themselves to complete the work of awakening the Paradise Mountain.

Putting away the last broken World Tree wreck, Lin Qi slammed into the thin white light curtain in the deepest part of the Wing Ren Juyu.

Lin Puxi and the others hesitated. This white light curtain covering the deepest part of the entire Wing Man extremity. In the past countless years, many tiger tribes have come here while cruising, but no one has ever been here. Dare to enter this light curtain. Because they had seen an endless army of winged men rush out of this light curtain with their own eyes, they even saw the figure of winged men with five pairs of wings on their backs.

The strength of the eight-winged winged man can reach the level of a high-level demigod, and it is conceivable what level the strength of the ten-winged winged man has reached.

Looking at this thin white light curtain, Lin Puxi's heart was tangled. Miao Xiangtian also gritted his teeth and watched this light curtain full of infinite murderous intent, but also full of infinite temptation, and finally let out a deep sigh: "Wang, since it's here, you can't miss that. Opportunity. One step to become God’s opportunity! God will reward us."

Turning to look at Miao Xiangtian, Lin Puxi nodded, then resolutely controlled the magic frisbee and rushed into the light curtain.

"Everyone will go with me, and those who hesitate, they will all be engaged in military law!" Lin Puxi's order is very clear and direct.

The Tiger tribesmen of less than six thousand in the rear glanced at each other, then gritted their teeth at the same time, and rushed in after Lin Puxi.

Lin Qi rushed into the light curtain and felt that his body suddenly sank. The gravity here was several times higher than that of the Yiren Juyu, and the air was also extremely thick and heavy. The sky here is covered by thick black clouds, and there is a large white light spilling out on the edge of the black clouds, but all the white light is twisted into a spiral shape, circling all the way from high in the sky and shining on the ground.

The space here is distorted by a strange force, so the light has such a strange performance. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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