Hanging up Death can become stronger

Chapter 4 Sixteen You Are StarClan

boom!

An earth-shattering sound erupted.

Countless clods of gravel and soil splashed in all directions like bullets, revealing a dark hole in the mountain.

There was a short bursting sound, and the moment the explosion happened, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the hole.

It's a pity that before they could see the situation outside clearly, a figure passed between them like a breeze. In an instant, everyone's bodies shook slightly, and they suddenly froze in place.

"You wait for me outside."

Throwing down a word, Lin Lichuan stepped into the mountain without looking back.

"Yes, Master."

Yan Lingwan bowed slightly, and when he raised his head again, he saw more than a dozen people in front of him fell to the ground one after another like cut straws, and bright red blood flowed out, quickly soaking the ground under them.

Behind the hole is a long passage. The ground and walls are all made of hard and square blue-black stone slabs. There is a layer of faint metallic color on the surface, giving people an indestructible texture.

There are some glowing stones inlaid on both sides of the wall, and the slightly dim light gives the passage a gloomy atmosphere.

Hasty shouts could be heard vaguely in the distance, apparently the sudden attack made the personnel in this base a little panicked.

However, it didn't take long before there was the sound of chaotic footsteps at the end of the passage, and many people could be vaguely seen rushing towards this side.

Lin Lichuan paused, stretched out his palm and aimed at the distance.

"Beast bones scattered all over the place, spiers, red crystals, steel wheels, moving like wind, stopping like empty, the sound of long spears clashing fills the empty city... 63 of Breaking the Way, Thunder Roar Cannon! "

As the low voice fell, the dazzling golden thunder burst out abruptly, instantly tearing apart the surrounding darkness. Countless thunder and lightning condensed into a huge golden light hovering in front of Lin Lichuan's palm. A frenzy of thunder and lightning swept out, tearing through the void and rushing forward like a long dragon with teeth and claws.

The blinding thunder light filled the entire passage in an instant, spreading forward at an extremely fast speed, drowning the distant figures in an instant.

When the deafening thunder that almost pierced the eardrums of the people disappeared, the chaotic footsteps and shouts in the distance also disappeared, and the passage returned to silence.

After cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers, Lin Lichuan's figure flashed, and he accelerated through the passage, and soon came to an extremely spacious semicircular underground space.

Stopping, Lin Lichuan looked up, and as expected, in the center of the empty underground space in front of him, there also stood a huge stone pillar like Optimus Prime, and countless densely packed mysterious and complicated lines had completely occupied the surface of the stone pillar.

Obviously, unlike the stone pillar he saw in Qingkong Dynasty, the one in front of him is already a finished product. Lin Lichuan can even sense strange energy fluctuations from the stone pillar. I don't know if it is an illusion, but these fluctuations always give him a feeling A feeling that is calling for something.

"I didn't expect you to find this place."

A low voice sounded from the empty underground space, interrupting his observation.

Lin Lichuan followed the sound, and his eyes fell on a tall man under the stone pillar.

The man looked to be in his early 30s. He had red hair like a burning flame. He was slender but strong, full of masculine strength like Apollo, the sun god. His dark red eyes were piercing and sharp. His gaze was piercing towards him like a sharp sword.

"Are you Spora?" Lin Lichuan looked the man up and down a few times. Although he was asking, the tone of his words was very firm.

In Qiming Cult, there is no one who can make him feel threatened, except for the leader of the Yaoyang Knight, Spra.

What surprised Lin Lichuan was that Spra was too young. In his original expectation, Spra should be a cunning and sinister old man. After all, the reputation of the latter has been spread in the mainland for nearly 300 years. A well-deserved old monster.

You must know that even the Yaoyang Knights have a lifespan of only about [-] years. It stands to reason that Spora should be in the last period of his life at this time. It's not obvious, it looks like an ordinary young man.

Spraa nodded slightly, acquiescing to his identity, and then said: "Half a day ago, that Knight of Huiyue was from your Black Flame Island. I didn't expect you to move so fast. You came here not long after he died. I underestimated you, Seireitei."

Lin Lichuan remained silent. No matter how cunning and clever Spora in front of him was, it was impossible for him to think that Yan Lingwan was actually a summoned creature, and even if he died, he could be revived immediately. He was bound to suffer.

"However, anyway, this base will be exposed soon, and it doesn't matter if you find out."

Spora glanced at the stone pillar next to him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Lin Lichuan, with a cold killing intent gradually appearing on his face.

"Just before the Advent Ceremony, I can settle the grievances with you first. You have always sabotaged our religion. There are five chief priests and chief priests who died under your hands. The rest are caused by you. The losses are too numerous to enumerate, if I didn't need to focus on the preparations for the Advent Ceremony, I would have personally dealt with you a long time ago!"

"Advent Ceremony? What is that?" Lin Lichuan didn't care about the strong killing intent in Yispra's words, but asked pretending to be surprised.

Spraa saw his thoughts, and said with a sneer, "Didn't you already know that?"

Not being able to find out more information made Lin Lichuan a little disappointed, but he quickly restrained his emotions, frowned and looked at Shizhu, his eyes flickered.

Seemingly seeing his thoughts, Spra said coldly: "With me here, you have no chance to touch the anchor post!"

It turns out that this thing is called an anchor post!

A look of amazement flashed in Lin Lichuan's eyes, but soon he lost his mind to pay attention to this, and his attention was attracted by Spra under the stone pillar in an instant.

After saying those words, a heavy oppression erupted from Spra's body instantly. Under Lin Lichuan's astonished gaze, both sides of his forehead suddenly bulged, his skin cracked, and two sharp, Cone with dense spiral texture on the surface and sharp corners growing upwards.

At the same time, accompanied by a bang, a pair of huge brown fleshy wings suddenly popped out from Spra's back, and the stretched fleshy wings were nearly five meters long.

What shocked Lin Lichuan even more was that Spra's arms, neck and other parts still had faint lines, like a layer of fine scales.

In the blink of an eye, Spra turned into a humanoid monster with two horns on its head, wings on its back, and strange lines on its body.

Lin Lichuan has seen similar images many times, and thoughts like electric shocks flashed through his mind in an instant.

"You're not human...you're StarClan!"

Chapter 4 Killing the Genius

It is undoubtedly a very shocking discovery that the leader of the Qiming Sect is actually Star Clan, but when you think about it carefully, there is a sense of reason.

"It's been a long time since I became a real body!"

Spra shook his palms, looked down at the scales on his body, a look of intoxication flashed across his face, followed by frenzied excitement, and muttered to himself as if to vent his years of forbearance:

"My ancestors were a Star Clan that remained on the mainland after the Star Disaster ended thousands of years ago. The purpose was to re-open the descent channel for the great Star Clan. For this reason, we endured the humiliation and painstakingly created the Qiming Sect, which has been developing secretly. "

"My elders and parents have returned to the embrace of the gods one after another in hiding for thousands of years. Today, I am the only Star Clan left behind. Fortunately, our efforts were not in vain. Now the preparations for the coming ceremony have been completed. After tonight, StarClan will return to this continent, and then we can recast our own glory and glory."

Spra's words paused, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Lichuan, his eyes were filled with cold bloodthirsty.

"At the same time, this is also the beginning of the destruction of your human race!"

The moment the voice fell, his whole body suddenly rushed out, turned into a blurred afterimage, and rushed towards Lin Lichuan with a ferocious aura.

The violent and ferocious evil spirit surged over the sky and covered the sky, like a tsunami trying to engulf people.

Facing the ferocious attacking enemy, Lin Lichuan's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and pulled it in vain, black light appeared on his face, and condensed into a strange red and white mask in the blink of an eye.

A mighty coercion that was not inferior to the evil spirit rose into the sky in an instant, offsetting most of the oncoming evil spirit, and also made the swiftly attacking Spraa stagnate slightly, and a flash of surprise could not help but flash in his eyes.

Spra didn't have much fear in his heart about the most outstanding genius in the history of the south of the mainland.