The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 922 War God King (1)

Outside the [-] Mountains, a group of god soldiers and gods will maintain a queue in an orderly manner. When walking, there is a rumbling sound under their feet. From a distance, it looks like a tide composed of crowds, spreading slowly on the horizon come.

This time the god king of the deserted city can be said to have brought out all the best in his hands. Although the number is not too many, that is, two or three thousand soldiers, this is already the entire force that can be dispatched in the holy city of the wasteland.

A layer of white brilliance shone above the huge team, and the sea of ​​people came slowly. In the mist and drizzle, they were distorted like a mirage, looming, and unfathomable like a boundless sea.

They are getting closer and closer, although the number is not too many, but when thousands of magic soldiers acted together, the ground trembled under their feet, and there were layers of flags fluttering, and there was an indescribable force in the queue. With an imposing manner, covering the sky and blocking the sun, they vowed to devour everything in the world that dared to stop them.

The queue was constantly moving, and the fluttering flags covered all the magic soldiers inside, as if the high tide was unstoppable, and the pressure brought by that surging force made Lin Fan on the opposite side feel his breath The ground suffocated.

The moment the queue stopped, the sky and the earth seemed to be suddenly quiet in the white light. Although the gods and generals brought by the king of the deserted city were silent, this silence exaggerated a desperate momentum.

Lin Fan brought Ge and Chan floating in mid-air, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked down. The more he looked at it, the heavier his heart became, and the gaze in his eyes gradually became more serious.

These magical soldiers and generals in front of them are equivalent to the army in the secular world. At first glance, the momentum is indeed huge. There are only a few thousand soldiers in the area, showing a monstrous momentum, carrying a pressure as heavy as the sea.

But what Lin Fan saw was not only these, he could also see what was under the surface. Although the queue in front of him was huge and mighty, the strength of these magic soldiers and generals was not so powerful. One-on-one duels, among other things, even if the elite disciples following Jiang Ji's family united together would be enough to stop them.

However, according to the information Lin Fan knew, the hundreds of thousands of Ascendants faced only a few thousand soldiers and generals. The dominant human cultivator rushed to pieces.

You must know that when the Patriarch of Jiang Ji's family and some of the top practitioners participated in the battle, they ended up being defeated for thousands of miles and had no choice but to surrender. From this, it can be seen that the protoss queue in the spirit world must have The unique mystery.

Taking a closer look, Lin Fan really found some clues. These thousands of soldiers and generals gathered together, and their positions were very particular about each other. Wisps of breath, like a wild ancient beast, dormant in the formation.

For a while, one person faced each other, even though Lin Fan stood alone in front of the formation, he didn't waver at all, instead, he was like a tall mountain, firmly blocking the boundless sea water in front of him.

The large formation composed of divine soldiers and generals exuded a murderous aura soaring to the sky. Ge and Chan stood behind Lin Fan, with nothing under their feet, floating in mid-air like birds, but at this moment, the two brothers and sisters did not have the slightest bit of aura. Excited, because the big formation in front of them brought them an unparalleled shock.

A group of protoss flew out of the formation, covered in holy light, wearing a golden robe, with a layer of vivid light flowing on the surface of the robe, one can tell at a glance that it is not a mortal thing.

This protoss has a long scalp and a simple bun naturally. His face is as sharp as a knife. The whole person looks like a statue carved from a huge stone, full of cold, holy, brilliant, and stern. breath.

After flying into the air, this protoss stared at Lin Fan from a distance. His eyes were like eagles, emitting two threatening rays of light. His eyes were full of divine light, and his skin was as crystal clear as white jade. Self-prestige.

The robe he was wearing was quite different from the holy light armor that Lin Fan had seen before. It was made of pure gold, shining with a solemn and luxurious aura of a king. Wearing it, he was full of vigor and soft brilliance, as if it was attached to the skin. , even the most exquisite silks and satins are far from being able to compare with it.

While Lin Fan was sizing up each other, the protoss was also observing Lin Fan. In his eyes, the Lin Fan in front of him was quite different from the slaves he had imagined before. The spirits who were born and bred in the spirit world were either groveling , lifeless, like a numb walking dead, or arrogant and rebellious, with a bloodthirsty and cruel appearance, the whole person's breath seems to be distorted.

But the slave in front of him didn't have the humility of a slave, as if he was born inferior, and he didn't have the soaring arrogance produced by a slave's distorted personality after being oppressed for a long time. It seems that the identities of the two are not the slightest difference at all, and he, one of the 72 god kings, the king of the deserted city, is treated as an equal.

"Hmph, it really is a lowly person from the lower realm, who doesn't even understand a bit of dignity, not even the slaves in the spirit world." The god king of the deserted city felt uncomfortable. In the spirit world, no slaves would dare to use it. With such gazes, even the most arrogant rebel among the slaves can only use cruelty to disguise the fear and timidity in his heart when he sees him.

But the slaves in front of him, the most humble slaves from the lower world, dared to look at him at the same level. This reminded him of the slaves he caught some time ago. These slaves have a common The point is that they seem to feel from the bottom of their hearts that they are not much inferior to the Protoss. Even if they are defeated and captured, some people still maintain that self-esteem in their hearts.

The god king of Huangcheng raised his hand and pointed slightly, and shouted arrogantly and disdainfully: "The lowest slaves in the lower realm, kneel in front of me and beg for my forgiveness, maybe I will spare your life and let you survive."

Lin Fan glanced at the other party contemptuously, and cursed in a low voice: "****..."

Then he felt a consciousness coming from the inner world, and Xiao Jinzi screamed in it to come out to fight. This guy was locked in the inner world one after another. If he hadn't been sleeping all the time, he would have to be suffocated.

"Hehe, if you guessed correctly, you are such a god king?" Lin Fan imitated the other party's appearance, raised his arm, and pointed slightly, his expression and appearance were lifelike, and even his tone was somewhat similar.

(End of this chapter)