I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 391 Test Your Power

The ten god-level pincers are all human bodies with tentacles on top of their heads.

He is tall and tall, wearing silver armor, with two machetes in his hands, with a ferocious expression and a dark complexion.

The mouth is very large, divided into four petals, and the transformation is very incomplete.

Each and every one of their eyes radiated endless coldness, rushing towards Leng Qiu.

"Human, you are dead! Obediently become the blood food in my mouth!"

"A mere Eight Palace Realm, and still want to turn the tide? Doomed to perish!"

"Dare to attack behind us, how much courage do you have? The companions in the other three directions will definitely devour you all."

They were reckless and loud, ignoring the other pincers who were in a desperate situation, and vowed to kill Leng Qiu.

Once the commander of mankind dies, all crises are resolved.

"Hey, Jie Tiansuo! Go!"

Just as they were clamoring, Leng Qiu had already released the first rare treasure.

Accompanied by the sound, a silver-white chain as thick as a finger, exuding a faint brilliance, hurried out.

The speed is extremely fast, but because it is very thin, there is no howling sound at all, and it approaches them.

Seeing the flying chains, the god-level pincers smiled broadly, picked up the scimitar in their hands, and slashed at them fiercely.

"Do you really think we are bugs? A small chain, I'll cut it off for you!"

"Hey, human beings are really used to being arrogant, let's see how strong you can be!"

Four pincers in succession saw the bundled sky lock flying over, swung the scimitar in their hands, and slashed at it fiercely.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

With the endless flashes of sparks, the Jietian lock was unhindered, still following Leng Qiu's intention, binding the four god-level pincers at the farthest distance.

The speed is fast and the magic of power is beyond their imagination.

"Human, what strange means did you use, let us go immediately!"

"Dare you let go of the rope, let's have a fair fight!"

Shameless, they exhausted all their strength, but they still couldn't break free, which shocked Leng Qiu.

It's just that they are destined to be disappointed, and there is no way to get out of it.

It was a rare and rare treasure that was said to be able to lock the sky, how could it be possible for a mere god-level beast to break free.

"Five Elements Trapped Dragon Pillar, go!"

Just after trapping four pincers, another rare treasure of Leng Qiu suddenly flew into the sky.

Five ropes of different colors suddenly appeared from inside, instantly bound five pincers, and locked them all.

Let them struggle, the entire pillar swayed back and forth, but they couldn't break free.

Not only that, the pillars also emit five colors of light, shining on them, absorbing the power they possess.

"Human, let me go, let me go!"

"Do you dare to fight head-on, despicable human! Use some weird things, let me go!"

"You dare to draw my strength, you must know that you will die!"

The five pincers, feeling the power of the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Pillar at this moment, roared angrily, hoping to change Leng Qiu's mind.

"Hehe, you ten god-levels came to kill me in the eighth palace realm, and you still say it's unfair? What kind of fairness do you mean?"

Leng Qiu smiled coldly and said indifferently.

Now there is only a god-level pincer in front of him, trembling all over, in a dilemma.

The panic in his eyes could not be concealed at all, when he looked at Leng Qiu, he wished he could turn around and run away.

With an endless smile on his face, Leng Qiu said to him very bluntly:
"Don't be afraid, didn't I keep you here on purpose? Come on, let's have a big fight, if you don't know for sure, you will kill me and become the hero of the silver horned pincer!"

The voice and tone are like a big bad wolf seducing a little girl.

The surrounding humans saw that even if he didn't use the powerful magic skills, he could still trap nine god-level beasts, and the fear in their hearts increased again.

Even if his real strength is insufficient, whether it is the Nitianlongquan or the rare treasure, the power is too great.

At least [-] sky-level pincers have just been killed, which shocked many people.

At this moment, facing ten god-level gods, holding them again is equivalent to restraining half of the power.

Even if it is replaced by a master of ascending the fairyland, he can control at most five.

It's not how strong Leng Qiu is, it's all about the power of rare and rare treasures.

Moreover, it must be used properly, and the combat power displayed is absolutely unimaginable.

If he was fighting against a master who climbed to the fairyland, he really might not be able to defeat any of them.

Because human beings in the fairyland have the power of the soul, they can instantly see many secrets.

If the rare rare treasures were not taken by surprise, they might not be easy to use.

This is the real difference.

Facing Leng Qiu's god-level pincers alone, he knew that he had to do his best, or he would die in the hands of humans.

So the power accumulated by so many human beings has been swallowed up, and it has since dissipated.

"Come on!"

The ferocious beast has no supernatural powers at all, and the only thing it can rely on is its powerful body strength and majestic blood.

The power displayed in an instant is absolutely beyond imagination.

Therefore, the little red bird will surpass the wonderland.

Similarly, it is also because it is not afraid of the soul attack, otherwise it will be at a disadvantage.

Standing on Leng Qiu's shoulder all the time, scanning the entire battlefield, he has no desire to make a move at all.

After seeing the many giant beasts on the ocean, he lost the idea of ​​fighting against the fierce beasts on the mainland.

Of course, that's because it's down to layers.

Leng Qiu is only at the Eighth Palace Realm now, far from reaching that level, and needs constant training.

Facing god-level beasts one-on-one is the first exercise.

Looking at the pincers rushing up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly shouted:
"Flame Cross Cross Cut!"

Accompanied by a sound, a sacred artifact, the bloody dragon halberd, appeared in Leng Qiu's hand.

A blood dragon on the top, crawling back and forth, was so excited that it roared again and again:
"Kill, kill, it's finally my turn to play, why don't you give me a chance!"

In the roar, there were voices, as if trapped for hundreds of years, and finally freed from the exhilaration.

Accompanied by the roar, the halberd flew in the air, instantly turned into two intersecting flames, and rushed forward suddenly.

For a moment, people only felt that endless flame power gathered in the sky, turned into cross attacks, and fell forward.

It is the martial arts obtained from the Tianbei, which is said to be able to increase the combat power by five times.

According to his current strength of more than 5 million, plus the bonus of true energy, it is enough to exceed one billion.

If it is five times, absolutely terrifying data, even if the power is scattered, the attack effect on people is still powerful and boundless.

The power of more than 50 billion is comparable to the fifth level of the fairyland.

Of course, the real combat power is simply impossible, only one level.

Because the Eighth Palace Realm, without the control of the soul, cannot be condensed, so naturally it is not that powerful.

It is like beating people with one hundred catties of cotton and one hundred catties of steel. One hundred catties of cotton can pile up on the ground, but beating people has no effect.

But a hundred catties of steel may kill a person.

This is the difference between Leng Qiu and the real climb to the fairyland, but although he is not concise enough, he is not as loose as cotton, and is extremely powerful.

Especially the ferocious beast known for its strength, when it saw his attack rushing, it immediately turned pale with fright.

(End of this chapter)