Bright Era

When the demon and the evil spirits were fighting, they were a bit cruel. Among the members of the Dominion Society that were cleaned, the bodies of nine out of ten were chopped down to a corpse. After all, these people are the elites of the Twelve Ancient Clan, after all, they are the clan members connected with Lin Qi's blood. Lin Qi can order his subordinates to clean them all, but a whole corpse must be left to them.

Therefore, the demons could only have their faces black and impatiently go to the messy flesh and blood to piece together the corpses. At this time, they regretted it a little. When they were killing just now, it seemed a bit too presumptuous.

The tightly surrounded Lin Aofeng and his group screamed in anger, and Lin Aofeng hissed and roared: "Lin Qi! Fake benevolence and righteousness, you..."

Lin Qi blew a sharp whistle, and the sharp sound seemed like an awl pierced deeply into Lin Aofeng's and his party's brains, causing their brains to ache like a knife and an axe. Lin Aofeng opened his mouth, only to feel a flash of Venus in front of him, and even a hot stream rushed up in his chest, almost not opening his mouth to spurt blood.

He looked at Lin Qi in amazement, and he couldn't utter the curse words anymore. Lin Qi is less than a hundred years old. According to information that Lin Aofeng has read inadvertently, this kid is not even fifty! But for a descendant of such an immature family, he could almost vomit blood with a whistle, which was a bit too shocking.

What did he eat to cultivate so fast? Lin Aofeng and other elders who ruled the guild, they spent tens of thousands of years of hard work, and how much family resources they spent, and they have gradually gained their current strength step by step. Lin Qi, a young boy, why does he have such power?

Looking at Lin Aofeng and his party indifferently, Lin Qi said coldly: "Do it! What are you keeping them for? This is killing people, not a treat to dinner! Do your best to kill them with the fastest speed. Their bodies and souls are of great use to me, remember to collect them all!"

The **** monsters uttered hysterical screams, and under the leadership of Akal Kailuo, who was born in a country, a group of **** monsters simultaneously released a strong and ink-like demon energy. They hissed and screamed, and rushed to Lin Aofeng and the others like crazy, regardless of their own safety. Storm-like curses and other evil attacks continued to pour, and even more strange monsters spread their bodies and smashed their heads at Lin Aofeng and the others.

The power of the law in this small alien space is getting stronger and stronger. Lin Aofeng and the others are getting more and more restrained. Their fighting power has been suppressed to the limit. Now Lin Aofeng can't even release the fighting power of the lower Lord God level. They just rely on their powerful bodies, and use their powerful bodies to resist the crazy attacks of the monsters.

The blood soon sprayed out, and a long aging member of the Yunlong clan was a crystal-clear oriental dragon carved out of crystal. He swung his claws and just scratched the head of a monster commander. His head was caught by another bullhead scorpion. The monster in the body led an axe and chopped it down. This is the first royal-level twelve ancient tribesmen killed today, but it will definitely not be the last.

Mr. Mo stood on the edge of the battle group like a ghost, staring coldly at Lin Aofeng and others who were fighting in blood. When Lin Aofeng and the others were all mobilized, and when the blood was at its limit, Mr. Mo took out a bottle of the high-level god-destroying potion he had just prepared, and sprinkled the powder inside to Lin Aofeng and others who were breathing hard.

Lin Aofeng and his group's complexion suddenly turned dark, their rushing blood instantly ran through their bodies with poison, their powerful flesh gradually dissolved like a snowman under the sun, and their physical strength faded away, and they even even weapons. I can't hold it anymore.

An elder of the Fei Snake Yin family tremblingly took out a medicine bottle, wanting to take the secret antidote made by the Yin family. But a blade demon with bright blades in both hands swept over his body like a violent wind, and smashed the thirty-two magic shield beside the elder of the yin with both arms, and then severely smashed his head.

Another magic demon let out a sharp laugh. He grabbed the old head of the **** who had been cut to fly, and grabbed his soul from the center of his eyebrows with one hand. This magical demon ran up to Lin Qi's side, respectfully offering to Lin Qi the soul of constantly twisting and struggling, screaming and screaming.

Before Lin Qi could speak, **** sprayed a thick black evil force, wrapped this powerful soul and gathered it into the depths of hell. Sorrowful screams continued to sound from all over the hell, and several destroyed **** buildings were slowly repaired. In some **** lairs, there was a powerful existence of the Lord God level slowly crawling out.

At the same time, in a dark pool at the core of hell, a powerful magic shadow is gestating and taking shape. Hell mumbled very vaguely: "Ten more souls of this grade, and I can create a **** lord! Although he is not a powerful king or imperial king, a **** lord is extremely powerful. Existence."

Can the souls of the ten imperial kings create a **** lord?

Lin Qi glanced at Lin Aofeng, who was covered in blood. Lin Aofeng's left shoulder had been shaved off a large piece of flesh, but three corpses led by dilapidated monsters fell under his feet. Lin Qi nodded slowly: "Speed ​​up, kill them all, kill them at all costs. Collect everyone's souls as quickly as possible."

Acalkelo let out a sharp scream, and suddenly countless very thin silver-purple rays of light burst out of his body. These rays of light dangled Lin Aofeng like a big net, and then Akal Kello ignited his body frantically, using his body below his waist as fuel to ignite an evil blood sacrifice flame, and let these flames follow. The optical net spread towards Lin Aofeng.

Lin Aofeng's expression changed, and he let out a scream and curse, but one after another monster leader resorted to the same tricks, and continuously launched a desperate attack on him. The power in the body was suppressed to the limit, and the physical power was constantly losing due to Mr. Mo's potion. Lin Aofeng watched the overwhelming attacks hit him, but there was no way to resist.

With a horrible howl, Lin Aofeng's limbs were broken at the same time. As for the insidious, shameless, vile and despicable Cerberus, he didn't know when he slipped behind Lin Aofeng, the dog's head in the center opened his mouth wide, and he bit the most important limb of Lin Aofeng's lower body with one bite.

Lin Aofeng hissed with pain, and the crystal clear blood like a pearl and jade continuously sprayed out of his body. Every drop of blood is heavier than a mountain, and contains a huge power that can destroy a city. The monsters opened their mouths happily and swallowed all the blood flowing out of Lin Aofeng. What a tonic for the monsters!

Cerberus shook his head frantically, his other two dog heads kept roaring frantically, the sticky mouth dripping on the ground, and every drop of saliva turned into a poisonous snake. The evil toxins on his dog teeth invaded Lin Aofeng's body, causing Lin Aofeng's physical condition to deteriorate rapidly, and most of Lin Aofeng's body had begun to pus, swell, turn black, and turn green.

The shadow of death enveloped Lin Aofeng, his eyes widened at a loss, and he looked at Lin Qi standing far away in the void.

He opened his hand weakly, and groaned in a low voice: "How can I die here? I have power, I have such a powerful power, I should be high above, I should be the master of everything! Tiger clan is The leader of the Twelve Ancient Clan, I am the best descendant of the Tiger Clan. I should lead the Twelve Ancient Clan to become the ruler of everything!"

Lin Qi looked at Lin Aofeng coldly, but he didn't say a word.

What can you say? What needs to be said? No need at all! The Tao is not conspiring, it's that simple.

One attack after another fell on Lin Aofeng's body, hitting him with flesh and blood, causing his vitality to flow quickly. Lin Qi looked at Lin Aofeng, who was struggling in the rain of blood, roaring and praying, and suddenly remembered the tiger tribesmen he had seen in the Yiren Juyu. They are silent and simple, honest and enthusiastic. They use their own blood and flesh to form a solid line of defense, so that the out-of-control Heaven Mountain cannot ravage the world.

When the compatriots of the ancient race were silently burning their lives to perform their family duties, what were these guys doing?

They were fighting for power, they were stealing resources belonging to those warriors, and they even slashed behind their backs, causing these warriors to die in the extremity. Forming the party for private purposes, fighting against dissidents, those who follow me live, and those who rebel against me die. This is the good thing Lin Aofeng and the others have done.

Lin Qi remembered the tokens of the ancestors piled up in his family temple. Countless tiger fighters died in the extremity, but if Lin Aofeng and the others did not make trouble, how many tiger fighters would survive? How many tiger warriors will live well up to now?

An iron gun densely covered with numerous thorns pierced Lin Aofeng's lower abdomen fiercely, and even pulled out a small section of his intestines. Lin Aofeng looked at his **** body, and finally wailed hysterically: "Lin Qi, I... I surrender... I can submit to you, I can listen to you, I listen to you everything! I am... ."

Lin Qi didn't talk nonsense with Lin Aofeng, he just raised his thumb and swiped down fiercely.

Bilibili passed behind Lin Aofeng, two intersecting cold lights flashed, and Lin Aofeng's head flew high with a trace of blood. Then Arda spread his huge demon wings and flew over Lin Aofeng's head, grabbing his soul from his head.

Lin Aofeng wailed and his soul was swallowed by hell.

Immediately after the wailing, one after another big figures of the Twelve Ancient Clan Lords Association died tragically under the desperate attack of Lin Qi's subordinates. When they were dying, they all opened their mouths and begged Lin Qi for mercy. They even spit out their noses and tears together. All kinds of ugliness made Lin Qi feel sick!

"This is the sin in the human blood!" The Temple of the Doomsday Apocalypse sighed faintly: "These original sins must be thoroughly washed away!"

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