Bright Era

With a cold snort, the big man flew and kicked the old man's belly. The old man screamed in fright, and a purple light spouted from the center of his eyebrows, and the huge mental power condensed in front of him into a thirty-six delicate small round shield. Each buckler is like amethyst condensed, crystal clear as the substance, and in the middle of each buckler is a delicate and incomparably complicated divine text.

Thirty-six layers of different rune breaths converge to form a set of divine nests representing "eternal defense", and this set of divine nests is impressively on the victory shield of the goddess of victory enshrined by the churches in the western mainland The most core divine text nesting.

In other words, this old man simply uses mental power to release defensive power except for the artifact level. The shield formed by his spiritual power is obviously not as strong as the defensive power of the victory shield, but it can release the nested gods of eternal defense at will. This strength can only be described by terror.

But such a powerful artifact-level defense, the kick that flew easily in the face of the big man was crushed. The big man's toes smashed the twenty-four purple round shield, and then suddenly retracted. The old man's face became extremely ugly, and he screamed, "You tiger people are smarter than our fox people! Who dares to say you are stupid, I picked them up with my own hands!"

The big man nodded in satisfaction. He sat cross-legged on the stone bed and glared at the old man fiercely: "Correct a little. Over the years, the death and injury rate of the tiger clan has increased by 30%, but it has condensed the true strength The number of people of this kind is 50% more than before! Cruel battles and breakthroughs at the moment of death have allowed the strength of the people to grow by leaps and bounds."

"Then, there's one more thing!" The big man glared at the old man: "Let Lin Haiyuan and the others smoothly control power. Our group of old people will not say a word, even suppress Lin Kaya and they will not allow them to use violent means to counter Lin Haiyuan and him. The people behind, all these plans were made by the oldest old man in your family himself!"

"Gah?" The old man let out a weird cry, and he looked at the big man in surprise: "The oldest one... Old pervert?"

The big man nodded slowly. He frowned and let out an annoyed sigh: "It's really tiring to deal with your family! The old immortal said that the tiger clan is unstable. Instead of letting him take his time The disaster breeds in the dark, it is better to let him flood out, and then catch it all!"

Scratching his forehead hard, the big man stretched out his hands helplessly: "This flood is thousands of years old! Hey, but we are really eye-opening, these bastards, they really dare to do anything! Even dare to do anything. Peek at the Family Prayer! Hey, what a dare!"

The old man's eyeballs rolled steadily, and he pondered for a moment, then leaned to the ear of the man and mumbled a few words in a low voice.

The big man's face changed rapidly, and then he nodded, ‘haha’ laughed a few times, and slapped the old man’s shoulder vigorously. His brute force was so strong that he slapped the old man with a haggard face and almost slapped his shoulder blades to pieces.

Lin Kaya was still alone when he entered Crouching Tiger Gorge. When he left Crouching Tiger Gorge and returned to Zongling Hall, he had followed a few expressionless faces behind him, bald, barefoot, wearing black tights and waist. A sturdy man wrapped in a blood-colored belt.

The faces of these big guys are like granite without any mood swings, and their eyes are as gray as dead people. Anyone who sees their eyes will instinctively think that these big guys are actually dead people.

If the breath of Ruowu radiated from the bodies of these big men, their breath was pitifully weak compared with other members of the Tiger tribe. Among them, the man with the strongest aura is only a saint-level energy fluctuation, and the two men with the weakest aura are only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

The sturdy big guys two meters away, when these people walk, their tall and sturdy bodies give people the feeling that they are light and papery. They walked to the ground silently, like snowflakes falling into the thick grease, without making a sound.

If they weren't seen with the naked eye, most people would even ignore their existence.

Just like this, Lin Kaya took a few weird big men into the Zongling Hall, and then passed the token of the big order, asking all the clan and clan elders to come here to meet and plan some big plans about the family's future policy measures.

As soon as the order was delivered, Lin Prison Wind and Lin Prison Lei rushed in angrily. Lin Prison Wind hissed and roared: "Da Sect Order, Hai Yuan Sect Order brought many clansmen, forcibly opened the teleportation formation and drove to the Wing Ren Jueyu—the city there. Shoulin Puxi was slain by the Yiren, and the descendants of the Haiyuan Zongling, Qingyue Zongling, and Yading Zongling had suffered heavy casualties!"

"Is Lin Haiyuan leading the person?" Lin Kaya jumped up, his face turned very strange.

"The three sects of Haiyuan Zongling, Qingyue Zongling, and Yading Zongling have brought thousands of people there!" Lin Yufeng's expression was also very strange: "The news from the Yiren Jueyu is that Puxi City Shou With Lin Qi and the nine tiger guards sneaking into the Wing Man Territory, they were chased by the Wing Man Legion, and Puxi Chengshou died unfortunately! But, but..."

"But what? Say something quickly, let go if you have a fart!" Lin Xayaya stomped fiercely.

"Puxi Chengshou is the protector of the Milo God Sect and the Lord God!" Lin Prison Lei yelled simply.

Lin Kaya was stunned, several elders who had just walked into the Zongling Hall were stunned, and several other Zongling Zonglings were also stunned.

A Fenzong decree who was close to the lineage of the clan could not help muttering to himself: "The protector of the sect of Milo? It is no wonder that this kid has been guarding the wingman's domain for two thousand years and has refused to return to Tiger Island for rehabilitation! And Every time we go to Yiren Jueyu to take turns, he is always practicing in retreat!"

Lin Kaya’s teeth creaked, and he grinned with a deep grin: "Interesting, interesting. Over the years, we don’t know how many treasures and women have been robbed of the Mirra Sect! As a result, they are actually in us. A nail is inserted in his heart! Hey, Lin Puxi is the protector of the sect of the Mila Sect? Does his tribe don’t even know about this?"

Several Dazong Ling glanced at each other, and at the same time shook their heads not to say anything.

There was dull footsteps, and the two ancestors who had been friends with Lin Haiyuan walked in with the elders of the large group. They happened to hear what Lin Kaya said, and Lin Nanxi, the commander of the eighth branch sect, couldn't help but sneered: "Da Zongling is wrong. Who says Lin Puxi is the protector of the Milo Sect? Evidence? Where is it?"

Lin Limeng, the order of the tenth sect, sighed leisurely: "Lin Puxi has been in the Yiren Juyu for more than two thousand years and has made countless contributions to his family. It is indeed a model for his family. If you say he is The old man of the Mirra religion is absolutely unbelievable!"

Lin Xiaya squinted at the two Zonglings, and then suddenly laughed: "Believe it or not, whether it is the evidence or not, let's go to Yiren Juyu together to see! Anyway, the sudden fall of a city guard will always happen. I need to find out one thing!"

Lin Nanxi and Lin Limeng glanced at each other, then nodded at the same time. They smiled and looked towards Lin Kaya, and then their eyes suddenly saw the few bald guys in black short clothes behind Lin Kaya, and saw the blood-colored belt around their waist.

The expressions of the two great Zonglings suddenly became incomparably weird, their gazes scattered for a while, and then suddenly became firm again. They raised their heads slightly, and looked at Lin Kaya with pretentiously: "If this is the case, then let the elders of the family go to the Yiren Jieyu! The dignified guardian of the city is dead, so you can't let people throw sewage on him indiscriminately."

Lin Xiaya smiled, and then walked outside the Zongling Hall without saying a word.

In each major order, a group of elders from the tiger clan followed Lin Kaya. Tigers roared on Tiger Island for a while, and a large group of Tiger warriors from various branches came to the direction of the Tiger Temple. When Lin Kaya led people to the square in front of the Tiger Temple, hundreds of thousands had gathered here. A powerful tiger warrior.

"The elders of the sects and elders follow me to the Yiren Territory!" Lin Xiya sneered a few times: "What should other people do, what are they doing here? What is the excitement? What's so good? Believe it or not. Are you going to mine the ore veins on the seabed?"

Lin Limeng coughed lightly: "The big order, the Puxi city guards have fallen, and the situation on the side of the Yiren Juyu is really not very optimistic! It is better to bring some tribesmen to rush for reinforcements, and this sect will dispatch five Thousand Warriors are ready!"

Lin Kaya took a deep look at Lin Limeng, and then shook his head gently: "You, follow me, your people, go home and play with the mother-in-law! Do you have an opinion? Huh? I am a big order or you Is it a bulk order?"

Lin Limeng wanted to say something, but a strong man with a blood-colored belt around his waist had appeared behind him silently. This big man stood there so close to Lin Limeng, his palm as thick as an iron block lightly pressed against his weakness.

Lin Limeng's face changed slightly. He was about to speak when Lin Kaya had already taken out the **** Tiger Killing Camp token.

Lin Limeng and Lin Nanxi took a deep breath at the same time, they raised their heads and looked around. On the top of the cliffs around the Tiger Temple, every tens of meters, there is a big man with a blood-colored belt wrapped around his waist and an indifferent face standing there. They are condescendingly overlooking the many tiger tribesmen on the Tiger Temple square. Just like the dead, there is no luster.

Shaking his head gently, Lin Limeng waved his hand: "Go back separately! You are not needed here!"

After being silent for a while, Lin Nanxi also laughed: "Go back and practice well. If you have time, you can add a few more cubs to the clan. Go, go!"

Other sect orders have been ordered, and the tiger tribesmen gathered in front of the Tiger Temple’s gate scattered with a ‘coax’. They were all powerful, running faster than galloping horses, and disappeared into the surrounding mountains and forests in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xiya smiled to Lin Yufeng and Lin Yulei: "Okay, we can start! Let's start the magic circle!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. , Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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