Exceptional Sovereign Emperor Chapter 1274: Sure to die
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Lin Qian's words and this expression are completely expressions that do not put people in front of your eyes.
In Yang Huanwen's eyes, it is clearly arrogant.
The three of them are all strong men with rank 5 or higher entering the Dao realm, and they are close to their close. Their strong men and even Wei Shen, Wei Ziliang, are all dragged down by their people.
The situation of Lin Qian is very dangerous at the moment, and it is not too much to die for a lifetime, and his expression is so relaxed that he does not look at people and is arrogant!
"Is it relatively dead when I die?" At this time, Yang Huanwen suddenly made a noise and looked at Lin Qian.
As his words fell, between his hands, a palm suddenly appeared in his palm.
Lin Qian’s face was so strange that he had seen such an enemy for the first time in such a long time to deal with himself by using such things as arrays.
With the spirit of Yang Huanwen infused into the formation, the formation fluctuates, emerges from it, the array disappears in place, the formation runes are connected to the formation texture, and continue to expand.
It's just a matter of a moment, the formation in the array is already shrouded in the surrounding world.
The sky is empty, and the color suddenly changes, with blue sky and white clouds above, and loess grassland below, very strange.
It seems that in a blink of an eye, they came into the other world from the dark void.
"It's really good to block the world and change the world." Seeing the changes in the surroundings, Han Xin was amazed and praised, "It's just that the position of the position is low, the realm of the people in the formation is low. , Otherwise, it’s really a great formation.”
The admiration in Han Xin’s mouth made Lin Qian understand it, and he also understood what the former meant.
The indigenous creatures of this chaotic universe were very powerful during the ancient times, and they were also very good in ancient times.
Compared with the past, there are huge faults that cannot be repaired.
Therefore, Lin Qian’s Huaxia Empire’s cultivation civilization level is far beyond these nine days, and even the immortal upper realm is unmatched.
But the Nether Clan is an aggressor from another chaotic universe civilization, and the other party can also be regarded as aggregating the power of his own chaotic universe to attack.
At least the opponent's level of cultivation civilization is not inferior to the original level of the Chinese Empire.
However, the Chinese Empire is still constantly improving, softening the characteristics of previous games, real-world social technology of the previous life, and the cultivation civilization of the world. Under the integration of the three parties, the rapid advance.
On the other hand, Lin Qian also knew of a situation where the ruins of civilizations of this chaotic universe in the past, ancient and ancient times, also had a lot of knowledge, and if obtained, the Chinese Empire could also be promoted again.
Maybe, the changes that can happen up and down are also uncertain.
Lin Qian can despise the forces and creatures in the Nine Heavens, and can also despise the people in the upper realm of Immortals, but absolutely cannot despise the invaders currently occupying other parts of the heavens and the world.
The strength of these robbers cannot be underestimated.
However, Lin Qian, the Simu Lings and eight pupils of the Nether Clan in front of him, are still not in their eyes.
If he can’t solve these things, how can he contend with the civilizations of other chaotic universes in the future?
Yang Huanwen’s side, after listening to Han Xin’s words, showed a strange look: “It’s interesting, and there are people who know the goods. It looks like you really can’t be underestimated.”
"After the formation of these arrays, this space has been completely isolated. From the outside, it seems that we disappeared out of thin air and we can’t see it."
"So, don't hold on to the idea of getting rescued from the outside world. In addition, if you want to escape from it, it's hard to climb into the sky."
After using the formations in this array, Yang Huanwen has no fear and is also happy to say a few words.
Looking at Yang Huanwen's expression, Lin Qian's mouth curled up and fell from the throne of Kowloon, and once again turned into Jiulong lingering around him: "Why, do you think you'll eat me, the people of the Nether Tribe."
As soon as this remark came out, Yang Huanwen, Yang Huanguang, and the ministers of the Eight Eyed Protoss clan suddenly became stiff, and then their faces became gloomy, like clouds overcast.
"Human race, the food can be eaten indiscriminately, but don't talk nonsense." Then, the minister of the eight pupil Protoss, with a cold voice, slowly made a sound.
Lin Qian saw the other person’s expression and chuckled: "You look like you are no longer fighting."
"Hiding is useless. What you are is, I know very well. The blood gas is purple, because your life is different in nature, the blood gas is purple, and it is clearly your cultivation system, eager for success."
"Cultivation civilization of the Marauder faction means that the blood is purple, and the main purpose is to support the war, plunder, and immobilize itself."
"The Nether Tribe Lingmu and the Eight Eyed Protoss, did not expect that there are two hidden Nether Tribe strengths in Beixuantian." With Lin Qian's words, they kept exporting, facing Yang Huanwen across their faces. It is also more difficult to look like, "The four-eyed spirit clan is bright, and the eight-eyed **** clan secretly manipulates it, which is interesting."
With Lin Qian's words, the murderousness among the three eyes is also more intense.
In their eyes, Lin Qian is mortal.
"Kill, this person can't stay!" Yang Huanwen hurriedly roared, anxious, and he rushed forward.
In this heaven and earth, under the blue sky and above the grass, the battleship has disappeared. There are only six people in the middle of the sky, facing each other.
Originally, Yang Huanwen thought about rectifying Lin Qian, letting him succumb to himself, and then forcing him to stop his hand and putting his opponent's forces into his pocket.
Now he has no such thoughts at all. He can't imagine how this human race knows so many things about them.
And even though the other party did not finish speaking, he could also feel that this human race knew more than he thought.
In an instant, Yang Huanwen had rushed in front of Lin Qian. Among the four eyes, the divine light condensed, and at the same time, it rushed out and condensed into a divine war sword, which was held in his hands.
Among the four eyes, the four gods possessed a solid warship, and Yang Huanwen held it in his hands. The original elegance of the warship disappeared into a fierce war.
And he, the imperial clothes on his body exploded, revealing the golden armor and majestic wind.
With the War Sword in hand, Yang Huanwen stepped out and came to Lin Qian in front of him. A sword fell, and above the War Sword, there seemed to be a double-headed shadow.
Contains powerful soul power, reflected from the sword light, like an illusory blade, piercing Lin Qian's eyes and rushing into his sea of knowledge.
At the same time, this shimmering war sword has already reached the top of Lin Qian's head and is about to fall.
Four-eye divine light sword, restrained power blade.
Under the double offensive, Yang Huanwen did not believe that Lin Qian could survive.