Bright Era

A deity whose body is made of rock and is clearly the object of worship by the giants in the alien race lowered his voice: "To be precise, even the purple-robed messenger should be the object of our destruction, right? He said. Now, he is also a member of humanity!"

There were bursts of strange lights in Lime's eyes, he quickly glanced at Azmu's back, and then quickly moved his eyes away.

Azmuh looked up at the weird pyramid with countless distorted faces all over, smiled lightly, and then he waved his hand: "Then, get ready, you only have a quarter of an hour to return. If you If I can’t bring back the person I want, then all the agreements between me and you will be voided.”

Several tall men in black cloaks emerged silently from the air, and when they heard Azmu's words, they just grunted gloomily. Then a man took out a small kit from his sleeve and took out a close-fitting garment. Looking at the shape of the clothing, it is clear that it is the most intimate clothing for women.

Azmu took the Xieyi and smiled weirdly. He glanced at the man and said weirdly: "I originally thought that you would give me some of their hair or other things, but I didn't expect it to be such clothes!"

A cold and fierce light flashed in the man's eyes: "Can it be as fast as possible? We don't want to waste time! There are still very important things to deal with at home. You also know this.... A great opportunity once in a million years."

"Of course I know that this is a good opportunity!" Azmu threw this sackcloth into the pyramid shining with faint blood, and he said coldly: "I just want to remind you that this time there can be no Any mistakes. They are the most qualified couple I have found over the years. If something happens to them, I can’t guarantee the consequences.”

While warning the men, Azmu withdrew from the magic circle. He said in a cold voice: "Pray for them to be safe, and pray that they will live safely and bring them back smoothly! I really can't understand why. They will have an accident in the Black Spirit Continent!"

After a pause, Azim said solemnly: "If you see an old immortal wearing a black robe there, please save him. He may be my companion, and he has also lost contact in the Black Spirit Continent. , It’s been several months."

After a few sneer, Azmu led several men into the magic circle and stood under the pyramid. Then the heart beat violently, and a splash of blood poured down. The figures of several men disappeared out of thin air, leaving a hideous, **** magic door in place.

Taking a deep breath, Azmu turned his head to look at Lyme: "Dear Lord Lyme, it's time for us to discuss how to attack! I will mobilize all my forces to help you launch an attack! But I hope , You can order your followers to make greater sacrifices!"

Lime opened his mouth to say something, but Azmu interrupted him: "I know they have paid a lot of sacrifices, but they are not enough, very not enough. If you sacrifice one million every day, you can’t break through these four Damn city, then sacrifice 10 million, 100 million, 1 billion every day! I firmly believe that their defenses are not unlimited, are they?"

Lime stared at Azmu firmly: "But those who sacrificed are our believers!"

Azmu said ruthlessly: "Believers, you have countless believers! Even if you sacrifice 10 billion or 100 billion, what about? These humble hairball creatures, they only need a hundred years to bring their population The total is increased ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Taking a deep breath, Azmu calmly said: "Let the pigheads play forwards and let them die more. It is their turn to contribute. In short, if you can't break through the defenses here in the shortest time and attack the holy mountain , If you enter the realm of God, I cannot guarantee that the agreement between the master and you is valid."

Lime's face suddenly became ugly, and the **** masters of the Odin Temple beside him also let out a low roar. They glared at Azmu fiercely, and instantly turned into streamers and shot in all directions. After a short while, the sharp horns of foreign races rang from all directions, and the foreign warriors who were camping in the wilderness once again plucked up their spirits and launched an attack on the four metal cities blocking the road.

Nodded in satisfaction, Azmu took out a small hourglass and placed it in his palm. He whispered: "A quarter of an hour, you only have a quarter of an hour. No matter where they are, bring them back! Otherwise, you, we, will be in big trouble."

Through the **** magic door, several men came to a dark dungeon.

The walls here are made of thick magic alloy plates, densely engraved with countless imprisonment runes and magic patterns that isolate magic elements. It is impossible for any common space gate, magic teleportation array, etc. to tear the void to come here.

However, Azmu used his peculiar power and two hundred million strong blood sacrifices of foreign races as energy sources to forcibly tore open the void and transported several men here. The coordinate positioning of this magic gate came directly from the eradication of the obscene clothes. The owner of the obscene clothes is nearby. Even if separated by tens of thousands of miles, this evil blood sacrifice technique can accurately lock the space with an error of less than ten. About meters.

Several people appeared in the tunnel of the dungeon. At the end of the tunnel a few meters away, outside a thick dungeon door, a few savage-faced middle-level god-level demons were sitting on the ground with a big bowl of blood. The meat of Warcraft, taste the mellow blood wine.

A fiercely **** light door opened in front of them. The devil's reaction speed was extremely fast. They dropped the hip flask in their hands, drew out their wands and long swords, and quickly opened them in front of the prison door. A defensive formation.

When they were stationed here, they learned from their superiors that this is the most secret religious prison deep beneath the sacred mountain, specially used to detain clergy and foreign powerhouses who have committed serious crimes. Every brick here has a very strong spatial isolation power, basically even if it is a main god, it is impossible to break the void here.

But with the appearance of this light gate so weird, these demons suddenly knew that there was some great existence staring here.

Formed a defensive formation, several demons opened their mouths to shout loudly. But a tall man wrapped in a cloak took a step forward, and then a low tiger roar sounded continuously. Several middle-level god-level demons didn't even have a trace of resistance, and their bodies were shaken into a hazy blood mist and thrown out toward the rear, and even their souls were shaken into countless tiny original particles.

Several men rushed up, they drew out heavy weapons, and slashed at the cell door at the end of the tunnel with all their strength.

The two-foot-thick metal prison door was shattered by several consecutive heavy blows, revealing a huge dimly-lit cell inside. In the prison with a radius of one hundred meters, Lin Qiqi, Lin Feiqian, Yun Mingjun and other hapless men with bruised noses and swollen noses were hung in the air by chains, humming weakly.

Compared with these unlucky ones, the treatment of sisters Lin Bule and Lin Lele was much better. At least they were not **** and hung there like rice dumplings, but were thrown into a metal cage suspended in mid-air. The pretty faces of the two sisters were also bruised and swollen, and they were curled up in the corner of the cage, tremblingly stroking the wound on their body which was kicked by the hoof of the donkey.

These unlucky groups were captured by donkeys in the Black Spirit Continent, and then they were brought to the Holy Mountain by the donkey, and Lin Qi ordered them to be held here. Over the past few months, the world on the ground has undergone earth-shaking changes, and Lin Qi is also busy integrating the forces under his command, and has no intention of paying attention to them. Even Lin Qi had forgotten the existence of their gang. If Blackbeard hadn't ordered them to be given some water and rations every day, they would have starved to death and died of thirst.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the prison door being broken, Lin Qiqi was the first to open his eyes. Although all the sealed strength was hung here, Lin Qiqi's spirit still seemed very abundant. He took a deep breath and shouted in a low voice: "Wake up all of you, huh, who are you?"

A tall man rushing into the forefront walked slowly into the cell. He took off his headgear, revealing a majestic and purple face with Chinese characters. Lin Qiqi glanced at him, and suddenly widened his eyes in surprise: "Hey, yes... is it you, daddy?"

Lin Qiqi's expression was a bit weird. The brawny man with the purple national character snorted coldly, walked slowly in front of Lin Qiqi, and cut all the dense chains on Lin Qiqi's body with a sword. Holding on to Lin Qiqi's feeble body, the brawny man solemnly said, "What the **** is going on with you?"

With a deep breath, Lin Qiqi gave a bitter smile. He wanted to say something, but he found that there were so many things, and he couldn't make it clear in a few words. Shaking his head helplessly, he solemnly said: "It's a long story, we have to leave here first. Damn, that **** donkey, that donkey that is the branch of the black tiger in this family, he is simply a ghost!"

The men who broke into the cell quickly waved their weapons, cut off the chains on Lin Feiqian and them one by one, and released Lin Bule and Lin Lele from the cage. The two sisters and Lin Feiqian looked in awe at the man with a face of Chinese character. Is he Lin Qiqi's father? Then he is the real backstage supporter of his own tribe, the third generation ancestor of the Lin Hu clan, Lin Lone.

But Lin Guxing, he is responsible for his family. He is responsible for suppressing an extremely important extremity. After so many years, he only returns to Tiger Island once and then, other times there is no trace. How could he appear here? How did he get in?

Lin Guxing didn't waste any time. He led the people to get rid of all the people in the cell, and then his group rushed out of the cell as quickly as possible.

When the brigade responsible for guarding this prison arrived, Lin Guxing and his party had disappeared without a trace, even the **** magic door had disappeared.

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