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Chapter 322

Words:1713Update:22/06/30 03:41:53

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"Human, how dare you act so presumptuously in front of us!" High up in the sky, the Swift Concealment Race member who looked somewhat similar to Bai Ximing glared at Lin Qian and berated him.

At the same time, Wushan Shuang's father, the Formless Race member who stood at the front, suddenly made his move.

He directly extended his hand. He didn't use any special techniques, but simply condensed the powerful soul power that someone of his realm should possess, and blasted it towards the imperial army below.

A torrent of soul power swept down like a long river.

The 200,000 Plate Shields roared and raised the giant shields in their hands, charging forward. They raised the giant shields in their hands, and the Chinese attribute soul power that gushed out condensed into a wall of soul power to face the long river of soul power that swept down.

As expected of the Awakening Realm. With just a raise of his hand, soul power surged out like an endless torrent. Even a hard boulder would be smashed into pieces by this ferocious river.

The Plate Shields were no exception. Under the impact of the river, cracks appeared on the giant soul power shield, and their formation also retreated.

Pfft! Pfft!

Fresh blood spurted from the Plate Shields' mouths, and their auras instantly weakened. Without the giant shields condensed from soul power to resist, soul power immediately swept over their bodies and directly crushed them.

With just a wave of his hand, 200,000 Plate Shields died, causing Lin Qian's expression to turn gloomy.

Although the imperial army couldn't be considered real life, the fact that 200,000 of them were killed with just a wave of his hand made Lin Qian unhappy.

"Mongrel monkey, hurry up and release this sovereign's son. Otherwise …" Wu En, who killed 200,000 Plate Shields with a wave of his hand, was Wushan Shuang's father's clone. He looked down at Lin Qian and said, "Your subordinates can't stop us!"

After Wu En finished speaking, he quietly waited for Lin Qian's reply. However, he was very sure that Lin Qian would immediately kowtow and beg for mercy.

Although this was a clone formed using the Formless Race's innate ability, and his main body's battle power was insignificant, it was not a problem for him to walk unhindered in this small world.

Bai Ximing's father, Bai Hengyi, also spoke up, "I think you kidnapped my son and Brother Wu's to threaten us and win …"

Puff!

Before Bai Hengyi could finish his words, a figure had already appeared.

On top of the city wall, Lin Qian held a golden sword condensed from golden lightning soul power in his hand. At this moment, it had already pierced Wushan Shuang's heart, and the vitality of his physical body was gradually dissipating.

Wushan Shuang stared at Lin Qian in disbelief. His father was already here, so why did Lin Qian dare to kill him?

"You don't understand? I'm afraid even your father doesn't understand … "Lin Qian loosened his grip, and the sword formed by the Golden Lightning Soul Power collapsed and turned into a Golden Lightning Snake that wandered around Wushan Shuang's body.

"How dare you …" In the air, Wu En's voice rang out. His body was trembling from anger, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Just like what Bai Heng had prepared to say, Lin Qian had taken his son hostage. Wasn't it to threaten them?

Logically speaking, if Lin Qian wanted to live, he definitely wouldn't dare to lay a hand on his own child.

How could he dare to lay a hand on his son?

Lin Qian only had a faint smile on his face. He grabbed Wushan Shuang's green hair and dragged his powerless body in front of him.

"You killed my soldiers, and you still want your son to live? Are you kidding me?" As Lin Qian said this, he slammed his palm on Wushan Shuang's head, and a terrifying soul power burst out, crushing the other party's sea of consciousness.

The mighty pressure of the emperor turned into an illusory jade seal, and it pressed down fiercely.

At this moment, a small shadow of Wushan Shuang suddenly rushed out of the head of the Bluestone Race's body under Lin Qian's palm. His face was full of panic, and he anxiously wanted to rush out.

However, just as he was about to rush out of the encirclement, the jade seal condensed by Lin Qian's tyrannical soul power had already smashed down on his head.

The jade seal condensed from soul power was like a heavy mountain, and it wasn't something that Wushan Shuang's soul could withstand.

Under Wu En's shocked and furious gaze, his son Wu Zhan Shuang's soul was directly smashed into smithereens.

This wasn't the end. When the body of the Bluestone Race that Wushan Shuang possessed fell to the ground, Lin Qian suddenly turned around, and his hand flickered with golden lightning.

Buzz!

The sound of a sword rang out, and a sword screen condensed from golden lightning suddenly swept towards Lin Qian's back.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Wherever the sword screen passed, the Formless Race's captives were kneeling. Blood splattered everywhere, and the bodies of the Bluestone Race's captives fell to the ground.

In the next moment, Lin Qian's eyes had already turned golden. He stared ahead, and the emperor's pressure instantly swept forward.

One by one, the souls of the Formless Race's captives were completely obliterated just as they appeared.

When Lin Qian finished doing all this, Bai Ximing's entire body was trembling because of fear.

He didn't dare to imagine that Lin Qian would actually dare to make a move, and even kill Wushan Shuang before anyone could react.

It wasn't just Wushan Shuang. The other Formless Race members were also buried with him.

Yuan Xiang was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Lin Qian would actually make a move, and so cleanly at that.

Originally, he thought that Lin Qian would use Wushan Shuang and Bai Ximing to negotiate with the other party, and force them to make concessions.

"A show of strength? Do you really think I'm afraid of a mere avatar of yours who killed my people? " Lin Qian looked at Wu En, who was trembling in the air, and kicked Wushan Shuang's corpse off the city wall. "Continue to show off. If you dare to shout again, I'll immediately cut off that fellow's head."

Speaking until here, Lin Qian condensed a soul power sword aura that flickered with scarlet-gold lightning in his hand, and the blade pressed against Bai Ximing's neck.

Wu En opened his mouth, and just as he was about to roar, he saw the scarlet-gold lightning sword aura on Bai Ximing's neck. He could only shut his mouth and stare at Lin Qian, gnashing his teeth.

Bai Hengyi also let out a light breath, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes. "Human monkey, if you dare to harm a single hair of my child, I can guarantee that you'll wish you were dead."

Speaking until here, Bai Hengyi's translucent clone condensed with soul power surged violently.

Swish!

Just as Bai Hengyi finished speaking, Bai Ximing felt a pain in his neck, and he could suddenly see his back and buttocks.

"Strange, how did this happen?"

The surrounding scenery also began to spin. Before Bai Ximing's consciousness disappeared, he could clearly see the grief and indignation of his father's clone.

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