The Age of Lords: My Territory Has Been Blackened

The damage value of the blackening explosion sounded continuously.

Hei Jiahuang's black armor mask was slightly dented by Lin Yan.

After bombarding dozens of punches, Lin Yan stepped on Hei Jiahuang's face, raised his head, and smashed Hei Jiahuang's head with his right leg from above.

Hei Jiahuang was about to be hit by Lin Yan's swift blow, and his whole body was sunk in the mud, only a black head was exposed.

"go to hell!"

Lin Yan yelled violently, fell from a high altitude, stepped on Hei Jiahuang's head, and buried his body deeply in the soil.

The battle between the two took place between lightning and flint.

Just as Lin Yan was about to continue attacking, a voice like dead wood came from the side.

"Anyone who stands in the way of my lord's return will die."

Qing Mino threw away the cap on her head, and threw it away casually.

The minota whirled sharply in the air, expanded against the wind, and enveloped Lin Yan's position.

"town!"

The old man in the coir raincoat drank violently!

When the cap approached Lin Yan, it expanded to the limit, and a cap with a radius of about 3 meters slammed down on Lin Yan.

Sensing the irresistible power of rules contained in the hat, Lin Yan did not choose to forcibly resist the blow.

Instead, it flickered as fast as a thunderbolt, avoiding the blow.

The straw hat came down with a bang, calming down the black armored general who wanted to get out of the mud.

"Little friend, why are you so persistent."

"She is just a reincarnation of my lord."

"Give up, leave here, I can give you a treasure."

Qing Mino seemed a little afraid of Lin Yan's strength, and she still focused on persuasion in her words.

Lin Yan rolled his eyes at the blood-red magic circle, and at this time only the most core ninth tail was left without blood.

The other tails had already started to become bright and ferocious, and an evil nine-tailed cat in the air kept gathering together, and the cat's eyes shone with a terrifying red light.

"Why are you so persistent?"

"Are you also worthy of trading with me?"

"You are nothing but a poor servant of the demon."

"Gun here!"

Lin Yan drank violently, flipped his right palm, and a withered yellow scroll appeared.

Forging Scrolls for the Rifting Spear!

After Lin Yan finished speaking, the black energy crushed the withered yellow scroll.

A black dragon that seemed to roar out of hell swept across Lin Yan's body.

Finally turned into a black spear.

"Breakthrough!"

"Breakthrough!"

Lin Yan shouted, holding a spear in his hand, and stabbing at the old man in green minion.

Although the old man of green minion was old, his flexibility was not inferior to that of Lin Yan. When Lin Yan stabbed with his spear, he had already flickered to the location of Hei Jiahuang General like a ghost.

With his right hand bluffed, he sucked up the cap from the ground, and the cap whirled in the air, returning to its original size.

The old man with the blue minion cap put his cap on his head again.

Said in a low voice:

"My lord is bewitched, and I am also bewitched!"

"When my lord destroys the world, I will be the pioneer!"

"My lord is the truth."

Lin Yan didn't have any surprises after this spear pierced the air.

When the old man in green came to the side of the black-armored general, Lin Yan held up the empty spear in his hand, pointed at the last tail in the center of the scarlet nine-tailed cat formation, threw his hand like a spear, and shouted violently: "Hey!"

The air splitting gun turned into a roaring black dragon, facing the last tail, and slammed into it!

"No!" The green minion old man roared.

"boom!"

At the center of the scarlet nine-tailed cat formation, when Yingxue's blood was about to cover the last tail, the air splitting gun rushed over, covering the center of the formation with black energy, smashing the center of the formation into powder.

The scarlet ninth tail turned into powder and floated in the air.

Floating at the same time as the ninth tail, there are thousands of years of waiting, expectation, obsession...

"No!"

Qing Mino roared again in pain, for a moment he forgot to stop Lin Yan, but fell to his knees in the rainstorm, with tears in his eyes, and the big tears were left along the rainstorm, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was water or rain.

"My lord..."

"The Ninth Tail..."

"Is it God's will..."

"The Ninth Tail..."

"The Ninth Tail..."

Qing Mino knelt in the torrential rain, chanting 'Ninth Tail' in despair.

Lin Yan ignored Qing Mino who was kneeling in the torrential rain, and after calling back the split gun, he shot again at the huge chain that was locked on Yingxue's body.

There was a roar between the air splitting gun and the chain.