"War Trampling!" Unparalleled tyrannical explosive force burst out fiercely, and the hieroglyphic barbaric words continued to linger among the shadows of the ancient war elephants. As Qin Tian's hands continued to form seals, they created mysterious trajectories, and the elephant ancestor's giant nose
Waving, the pictographic barbarian text was immediately sucked into it, and its four legs were like pillars of heaven, erupting into an overwhelming force. The vast energy fluctuations flew across the void crazily, and cracks appeared in the entire void. That kind of majestic battle.
ideas emerge
"Kill!" Countless brave warriors held bronze halberds and waved blood-colored spears, dyeing half the sky red. Their armors were broken and their swords were broken. People fell and their horses fell on their backs. Although they died with their bodies, their heroic souls remained! The battle flags did not fall! The war songs continued to sing.
!This is a will. The soul of the supreme hero stains the flag with blood, pays tribute to the spirit of war, pays tribute to the souls of the dead, marches on the battlefield, and marches with military orders. Even if the battlefield is stained with blood, he has no regrets, and he can kill the sky as an undead soul!
Without any hesitation, with the power of Xiangzu, the vast fighting spirit surged through, sweeping out a fierce wind. The unmatched majestic power actually swept the nearby rocks into the sky. In an instant, the sky
It looks gray, with fine powder floating down.
"Boom!" A loud noise
Qin Tian felt the raven claws of an incomparably hard poisonous dragon and groaned. The brilliant light was like a falling meteorite, bursting out with domineering and powerful power. At the same time, what came was the terrifying dragon head and jet-black venom.
Flying out like a windmill
Qin Tian's whole body seemed to disappear suddenly. In an instant, a fierce wind passed by, and violently collided with the image of the dragon demon rushing out of Qin Qiu's body, and suddenly set off a majestic force like a monstrous sky.
The elephant ancestor was the incarnation of the supreme fighting spirit and went away like a giant lang. At the same time, it absorbed the hieroglyphic barbaric text, and the ancient aura in its body was immediately stimulated.
"Boom!" A loud noise resounded throughout the sky. Suddenly, the bright and dazzling light was like a meteorite hitting the bottom of the sea. The waves rolled like a tidal wave, knocking down the house, and the aftermath exploded in all directions.
The light disappeared, and the scene was as terrifying as a layer of land being lifted up. A large number of houses were swept away by the remaining energy storm, broken tiles and beams were flying wildly, and the tribesmen further away worked together to form a silvery sky.
The light curtain resisted the fierce force. In the end, clan members with slightly lower strength continued to fall down. This energy was no less than that of the powerful Lingxuan warriors. Faintly, the momentum even
More than....Urgent Holy Messenger....
The violent aura swept through Qin Qiu's body, and the bloody scales fell off piece by piece. You must know that those are the scales of the demon dragon! The degree of hardness is beyond imagination!
The bloody body struggled to get up. As Qin Qiu's own injuries became more and more serious, it also showed that his willpower became weaker. The black stain between the eyebrows between the bloody pupils became more and more obvious, and the black claws tore himself apart cruelly.
The remaining scales were hanging, the body was shaking uncontrollably, and a terrifying blood light emitted from the whole body. He raised his palm high and slapped his chest violently, which actually blew him away, all the violent energy.
Destroying the remaining vitality in his body, his body flew upside down and raised rows of exploding friction marks on the ground.
The horrible body twitched for a few times and then became silent. The black blood gradually dried up, and the whole body looked like a zombie... The ferocious feeling, and the skin and flesh cut open by knives, were terrifying.
, a terrifying chill suddenly surged into my heart...
"Did he commit suicide?" Qin Tian immediately rejected the idea that he thought was absurd. If it were an ordinary person, it might be because he couldn't bear the severe pain. It's not difficult to understand that he was seeking death, but if he were an ordinary person, he wouldn't even feel the pain.
The monsters that arrived were still attacking with all their might, exchanging their lives for a blow. It would be difficult to feel that kind of madness if you hadn't experienced it personally.
Looking at the strange corpse on the ground, Qin Tian's heart skipped a beat and he secretly asked, "Could it be?"
"The Great Puppet Technique!" is a frightening witchcraft in the ancient Mongolian period. The sect is extremely evil. They capture and kill living people and use their blood and essence to increase their own strength. Their bodies, soaked in the evil magic, will move strangely.
..even attack...
After a period of seclusion, that sect finally created the Great Puppet Technique. The puppet, like a killing machine, knew no pain or fear, and had no choice but to kill with bloodlust. The sect dominated for a while, and finally angered the ancient emperor, who cast down a huge hand seal.
From then on, that lineage never came back to life...
Could the black spot be such a ****? Qin Tian thought for a while and confirmed what he thought. At that moment, his expression was cold, and he needed to vent the anger in his heart!
"The person behind the scenes! No matter who you are! I will definitely kill you at my feet, otherwise! I am willing to depose myself! I will never step into the martial arts even half a cent! I swear in the name of Daotian! If you violate this oath
, heaven and earth will be destroyed together!" Qin Tian's eyes were stunned.
Anger, endless rage, is this a strong man toying with himself like a doll?
Cruel! With boundless hatred, he cruelly used the children of the Qin family twice and repeatedly, and even turned living people into puppets in front of his eyes. Is he demonstrating to himself? Or is he completely ignoring himself?
For the first time, Qin Tian felt that his current weakness and the feeling of being manipulated were a shame. He urgently needed more powerful power.
What Qin Zhen said while holding his palm beside the bed rang in his ears: "Without strength in this world, it means that everything is gone..."
"Strength?" Qin Tian looked at the puppet that had slowly started to move indifferently.
.........
"What are you going to do!" Old Man Ao shouted coldly.
"Nonsense! Of course it's to save Tian'er! That's a puppet technique from ancient times. It's invulnerable and not afraid of anything. Even if you fight for your life, even I can't defeat it!" Qin Zhen almost said this through his teeth.
Come on, he seemed to be vaguely aware of a conspiracy, but he didn't know why.
"Tian'er, you can handle it on your own, you have tribesmen to take care of!" Old Ao looked at the tribesmen who were injured by the aftermath and snorted coldly.
"Fart!" Qin Zhen looked gloomy and yelled, a powerful spiritual energy was about to burst out.
"Don't look at it. You are the leader of the clan!" Old Ao didn't stop him. He looked at the place that was almost covered by black clouds and filled with endless death energy. In a vague way, the ground began to be eroded, and there was a bloodthirsty feeling.
meaning, coming directly
Ao Lao created a series of illusory traces with his hands, which immediately blocked the overwhelming demonic energy. He smiled bitterly and said: "I have sworn a poisonous oath not to take action again..."
"Hey! It's up to the young man to break into the world by himself..."