Chapter 1330 Take It Down

After looking frightened, he immediately calmed down.

On Lin Qian's side, the extremely strong combat power displayed was appalling and shocking.

At the peak of Dao enlightenment, with a single strike, he can kill himself without any power to fight back!

He has never heard of such strength...

No!

Behind the Nether Race, in their own chaotic universe, there are also such characters.

But these people, all of them are radiant, standing at the pinnacle of the scorching sun in the world, how can they be compared with the patriarchs of his clan who stayed behind and lurked in the nine days.

After being beheaded, Muliu came to Lin Qian's eyebrows after he realized it, wanting to take her home.

He didn't believe that Lin Qian's soul might not be that powerful when he was crushed from the front.

With Mu Liu thinking this way, the soul rushed directly into the opponent's eyebrows, with the idea of ​​taking away the opponent's body.

It was dark all around, and the next moment he rushed into Lin Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden sea of ​​consciousness is rippling, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Looking forward in horror, Lin Qian's illusory body was sitting on the Nine Dragon Throne above the golden ocean. Behind him was a star with a strong and domineering aura, exuding supreme majesty.

Behind the phantoms of the stars, there are some vague voids in the star field.

And inside the star, there is a deep purple liquid, containing soul fluctuations, pure and powerful, which makes people tremble with fear.

At the same time, Lin Qian, who was sitting upright on the Nine Dragon Throne above the Sea of ​​Consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes, and a purple-gold light shone out, covering Muliu's soul.

The eyes are gaping, and the illusory body is surging, wanting to resist and collapse on its own.

However, the purple-gold divine light covering his body was so powerful and domineering that he couldn't resist it at all.

"How could it be..." Mu Liu's phantom soul body looked unbelievable, looking forward, as if seeing a ghost, "How can your soul strength be so terrible?"

It is simply impossible for a soul warrior who has realized the Dao state to have such a powerful soul.

I know,

I miscalculated.

Who would have expected that Lin Qian's soul strength, so overbearing, was even more incredible than his previous sword strike.

"It's impossible to send it to your door by yourself." In the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Qian's soul, sitting on the throne of the Nine Dragons, was very funny. His voice echoed in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, like the voice of a god.

Mu Liu knew that this time it really fell.

boom!

There was a huge earthquake in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the river was overwhelmed, and the golden sea water of the Sea of ​​Consciousness surged up, slapping towards the trapped soul of Muliu.

Mu Liu in this sea of ​​consciousness, his complexion changed, he didn't know what effect the giant wave of the sea of ​​consciousness would have on him, so he waited and watched the change.

Swish! Swish!

The golden sea water in the sea of ​​consciousness washed over his soul.

I don't know why, Muliu always feels empty, as if something has been left behind.

Looking back, I was shocked.

I saw the golden sea water washing over my soul and body, carrying countless images, flowing downstream, and the reddest ones were organized into golden pages, floating in the sky above the sea of ​​consciousness.

Boom!

There was another loud noise. In the sea of ​​consciousness, a big wave rushed towards him again, passed through his body, and disappeared in an instant.

When Mu Liu looked back again, he was horrified to find that a large number of pictures and words rushed out of his body, ignoring the oath of the demon, and plundering all kinds of information.

But he had no choice but to look at Lin Qian, using this ability to take away important information and condense it into pages in mid-air.

But as time went by, he gradually discovered that what was taken away from him was not just simple information, but more things.

Muliu's soul body is gradually weak, floating in this sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes are gradually dull, and his illusory body is gradually evolving, turning into fluorescent spots, floating in all directions, and falling into the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he was dying of sanity, Mu Liu finally understood what happened to him.

"It seems that there is no way to help the clan in the future." Mu Liu sighed, gradually lost consciousness, and became more and more blurred.

When the golden book floating above Lin Qian's sea of ​​consciousness was fully formed, the soul body of Muliu below was also completely disintegrated into the soul source, which nourished his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, Mu Liu's life also formed this book, which was presented in Lin Qian's hands.

On the throne of Nine Dragons, Lin Qian stretched out his soul body, and the book in front of him kept turning the pages, completely presenting the other person's life in front of him.

After going through the classics in front of him, Lin Qian understood thoroughly how Muliu, as the patriarch of this clan, spent his life.

"It's interesting. I sent a lot of useful information." After reading the classics, Lin Qian was very satisfied.

The next moment, Lin Qian's consciousness also left the sea of ​​consciousness and returned to the outside world.

"Patriarch, is he dead?"

"How is it possible, who is that person? He killed the patriarch with a single sword."

"Terrible, terrible, how could we provoke such an enemy?"

In the distance, among the eight-eyed gods who had entered the Dao realm, they were at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Although the distance is very far, they can still see and perceive what is happening here.

They clearly sensed that their patriarch was beheaded by Lin Qian with a sword, and it was this situation that shocked them.

At the same time, after the patriarch died, their backbone completely disappeared, and they were at a loss.

How can they resist the army from the Huaxia Empire, how can they withstand the opponent's attack in a daze.

In an instant, the defense of the eight-eyed god clan collapsed instantly, and the battle situation in the main city was completely controlled by Lin Qian's Huaxia Empire, entering the final finishing process.

On the Huaxia Empire's side, Lin Qian's order was merciless, as long as it was the Eight-eyed God Clan, they would be beheaded, no one should be spared, no mercy.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

What's more, these predators, these powerful, are not worthy of sympathy at all.

Total extinction!

This was an irreconcilable contradiction between Lin Qian and these other civilization invaders.

The war in the main city lasted for ten days and ten nights, and in the end, none of the eight-eyed gods survived.

The corpse was disposed of and turned into ashes. In the entire main city, it seemed that the eight-eyed gods had never appeared.

The main city of this small world is completely in the hands of the Huaxia Empire.

After the war subsided, Lin Qian ordered that all the slaves be brought into the main city to carry out publicity and popularization work, and absorb them into the people of the Huaxia Empire, and become residents of this land, so as to manage this land.

But at this moment, these slaves are still in panic, not knowing what happened to the outside world.

As soon as the war started, the black street was completely blocked, and no slaves could come out. Those mine veins were also blocked by formations.

Its purpose, of course, is to protect them and avoid accidental injuries caused by running around indiscriminately.