Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters real wind punishment(1/2)
Long Qi didn't care about the blood gushing on his face at all. He opened his mouth and smiled softly, but the sound of his speech was extremely cold:
"Either accept my conditions, duel, or everyone dies together!"
"I care about what plans you all have. When you all die, your nonsense plan is waiting to go to the underworld to play. Just just happen, I'll give some snacks to the King of Hell."
"You dare to betray, you dare to plot, and you dare to bully others, then you must have the awareness of being killed!"
"Bai Huangyan, continue to kill, kill one by one, yes, that's it."
"This is the gift I give to you, the old miscellaneous groups. Look, these heads and blood arrows are like fireworks?"
Bai Huangyan's heart was cold.
He was a little panicked by Long Qi's words.
He couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart.
I used to be against Long Qi, if I really did something, my ending would be...!
never mind!
Kill it!
Bai Huangyan killed one by one, and they all instantly killed the young people of the two tribes.
In just three minutes, more than one hundred people died under his hands.
In the hall, the old guys from Feng Ting and Situ tribes were bleeding in their hearts.
They hated Long Qi to the core, but there was no way.
Outside the hall, in the square, the people of the two tribes were trembling with fear, and many of them were even scared to pee their pants.
Everyone looked at Bai Huangyan with his eyes, as if he was killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog.
Those who die are their brothers, sons, and grandsons, and they are all hopes of the family.
Any of these people may break through to the heavenly masters in the future and become the top combat power of the family.
This is the foundation used by the family to conquer the universe and build an empire.
Yes, the ambition of the two major tribes of Situ Fengting, the Demon Sect, is to replace the Chinese Empire and establish their own cosmic empire.
The heads rolled all over the ground, and blood began to spread.
Above the square, there was a terrible wave.
On the throne, Liu Ruyan was so scared that she was stiff all over. She looked at Long Qi in shock and wanted to speak several times, but she couldn't speak.
She is a woman after all.
And Long Qi's methods are too bloody.
However, Yan Luo's face was full of glory of pleasure, and he seemed to feel that he had never felt so happy.
Kill it!
Kill them all.
Kill it!
Kill all the things.
This kid is simply a lunatic.
who is he?
Yan Luo is not stupid, of course he knows that this person will definitely not be from the Demon Sect.
Just simply use your brain to understand.
This kid must be that person.
Long Qi.
Speaking of which, this kid himself wants to call him "Young Master".
Yan Luo's identity is not simple. His father was once a subordinate of Guo Pu, a unknown but extremely terrifying and extremely important person.
"This is this!"
Liu Qinshan stared at Long Qi for a long time before he became incoherent.
Situ Wuyou was already crazy, and one of his hands began to move slowly.
Every time he moved, more blood came out of Long Qi's mouth.
This is a real life-and-death battle.
How powerful can Long Qi's secret realm control be?
How powerful can Situ Wuyou be to the point of despicableness?
Finally, Situ Wuyou's fingers slowly bent.
But he didn't take action, but slowly stood up and reached into his arms.
This process is much slower than slow motion.
During this period, Bai Huangyan had already killed one round and a round.
A whole thousand heads fell to the ground.
And Bai Huangyan has already started the second round.
Because Long Qi didn't shout to stop, he didn't know how to stop, and he didn't dare to stop.
At this time, Situ Wuyou's hand finally reached into his arms.
Long Qi's face turned pale.
But he still didn't stop.
In the silence, a slight sound of breaking sounded.
Buzz!
A strange and terrifying force is the one who disperses the waves.
The position of control of the secret realm immediately broke down.
Long Qi spat out a mouthful of blood with a whistle, and his whole body fell down on his back.
And Situ Wuyou's hands were already coming.
However, as soon as his hand touched Long Qi's throat, he screamed and retreated like lightning.
In the hall, Situ Wuyou's roar sounded:
"Who is it? Which damn thing plots against me!"
A cold and slow sound came out:
"Strike into you? Are you worthy of my plot?"
In the hall, a person appeared in front of Long Qi.
When he saw this person, Situ Wuyou and Yan Luo's mouths twitched at the same time.
There was a relief expression on Yan Luo's face.
Situ Wuyou is like facing a great enemy.
"It's you!!"
Long Qi slowly got up from the ground and bent down at the person who came:
"Old ancestor!"
The person who comes is Fengshou.
His identity is the first guard beside Feng Zixuan.
At this time, Long Qi no longer thought about his strength.
Any judgment of this existence is wrong.
Only talk about Master Hu and Master.
In their bodies, ninety-eighty-one seals, each seal can double its strength by untiing them. How should we calculate it?
This is not a multiple algorithm.
What they have grown is the strength before each seal is untied, that is, their strength base is not now, but as each seal is untied.
This is not a multiple, but a geometric multiple.
That kind of change is unmeasurable.
He called Feng Xing and said, "Old Ancestor," he definitely deserved it.
Moreover, Long Qi discovered something wrong.
Feng Xing once told him that he was a clone.
To be continued...