Qi Lin, who was already dying, slowly pulled out his gun when he saw this scene.

Aim at the queen's head.

"Bang!"

The queen paused, shook her head, and pounced forward.

"Bang!"

Another shot.

The queen's wings hung on the ground, slowly crawling towards Qi Lin.

"Bang bang!" Ebony has countless bullets aimed at the queen

The sky is full of dead leaves and yellow sand flying.

The queen ant was killed, and Qi Lin breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground in his last breath.

There was not a single tree in Lingjian Mountain, it was more like a barren mountain, some were just yellow sand and dirt, and there was a suffocating evil aura.

Qi Lin was very tired and had reached the limit, Qi Lin tried hard not to close his eyes to sleep, because once he fell asleep at this moment, Qi Lin knew that he would never wake up again.

The breeze blew, and it was full of gloom.

I don't know that Lu Dao's eyelids blinked like this, and after a long time, a roar woke up Qi Lin again.

It's Warwick, the terrible Hellfire wolf, who has slain it now! Rushed to the foot of Lingjian Mountain!

Qi Lin was excited, gritted his teeth and began to stand up.

Wombly looking at Warwick, he turned and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

If someone sees Qi Lin's appearance at this moment, they will definitely be shocked, his back is full of scars, his skin is open, and he doesn't know how many bones and wounds have been broken on his body, ordinary people have already died a hundred and eighty times, but Qi Lin is not dead at this moment, and his tenacious willpower is amazing.

Warwick, who was in flames on his body, looked at Qi Lin who was still running away on the mountain, full of anger, and began to climb, his body was full of cuts, and blue blood flowed.

After a long time, Qi Lin climbed to the top of the mountain.

The bare Spirit Sword Mountain, the entire mountain is yellow-brown, giving people a sense of desolation, Qi Lin stood on the top of the mountain and glanced down, Warwick had already shown his fangs and was about to arrive!

The dense ant tide in the distance seemed to be crazy, and began to frantically surround the Spirit Sword Mountain, surging over, and countless flying ants in the sky also rushed over.

Qi Lin took a deep breath.

I have already prepared for the worst, by the way, what is the light of the Spirit Sword Mountain that I saw before, Qi Lin suddenly wanted to figure it out and take a look.

When I turned around, I saw the top of the mountain in the middle of it.

It was a pale yellow beam of light, heading straight for the bullfighting, running through the sky, and in this night full of killing, it looked full of mysterious beauty.

Qi Lin blinked, in a trance.

I saw that in that pillar of light, there was a faint knife.

A yellow scimitar, the knife stood silently in the beam.

Full of evil spirits, full of blood.

Qi Lin didn't know what Lu Dao was about, he had always felt a suppressed sense of suffocation in Lingjian Mountain, and when he saw that knife at this moment, he realized that the suffocating aura emanated from that knife.

The knife was vague, as if it didn't exist, and it looked like a phantom existed in the beam of light.

Qi Lin glanced at Warwick, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the knife.

Qi Lin, who rushed to the beam of light, felt that his body was about to split, and the violent evil qi seemed to be about to cut his body into countless pieces of flesh.

How much blood does this knife have to be stained to have such a bad aura!

Qi Lin gritted his teeth and roared, endured the pain of piercing his heart, and stretched out his hand to grab the knife in the beam!

But the next moment, Qi Lin was stunned.

Because his hand is empty, there is no knife at all, and the phantom in the beam is actually the soul of a knife!

The next moment, Qi Lin felt as if his body was torn apart, and the sword soul that was glowing with yellow light slammed down his hand and drilled into his body!

All the wounds on Qi Lin's body suddenly began to heal, and the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qi Lin felt very comfortable, and the feeling of a steady stream of strength came up!

The injuries suffered after the League of Legends battle began to recover completely at this moment, and those violent rune characters and magical energy in Qi Lin's body were completely shattered by the sword soul that entered the body at this moment!

That sword soul drilled into Qi Lin's body at this moment, and it shone in Qi Lin's chest. In just a moment, it completely disappeared, completely melted into Qi Lin's body, Qi Lin had a feeling at this moment, this knife soul had turned into a part of his own strength, at this moment, all Qi Lin's injuries were completely healed, and instantly returned to the previous peak moment, and this is not the end, this knife has made his strength several steps higher!

How strong Qi Lin is at this moment, no one knows.

Qi Lin enjoyed the moment of standing after the break.

Qi Lin has a feeling that his current self can blow everything up with one punch!

But in the next moment, Qi Lin let out a painful howl: "Uh! ”

The sword soul drilled into the body and completely repaired Qi Lin's body, making Qi Lin stronger, but at this moment, the light that rushed straight into Xiao Han and the angry bullfighting instantly shrank, with the murderous aura, evil aura, blood qi, and dead qi that filled the sky, surging in and burrowing into Qi Lin's body!

As soon as Warwick rushed to the top of the mountain, he was almost overturned by a powerful force, and Warwick, who was standing still, was stunned.

It can be seen that the strong bloody qi has turned into substance, burrowing into Qi Lin's body, and the surrounding wind is raging, and some of the wind sounds are full of the howls of living beings!

At the same moment, the terrifying army of giant ants began to howl in unison, earth-shattering, and then all began to turn into flying sand, and all the terrible monsters in the Spirit Sword Mountain, Qi Lin had seen and had not seen them, at this moment, Qi Qi began to raise his head and roar, and in the next second, they all shattered and turned into flying ashes!

Warwick didn't know what he was doing, and his body shuddered.

Qi Lin was in pain, unspeakable pain, like his body was about to be torn in half, as if his body would collapse into pieces of flesh in the next second, and the endless bloody aura of the sword soul brought endless torture!

Qi Lin held his head in extreme pain, and at this moment, a picture appeared in Qi Lin's mind.

It was a handsome man to the extreme, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, the smile at the corner of his mouth was full of arrogance, his body was full of sharp murderous aura, his eyes were full of blood, and his feet were a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he, just like this, stood on top of the corpse mountain of blood and bones, shocking and arrogant!

He was holding a knife in his hand, it was a yellow scimitar, not dripping with blood, and two small characters were engraved on the hilt, Huangquan!

Qi Lin understood at this moment that the sword soul on the Spirit Sword Mountain was called Huangquan, and this knife had a terrible owner in the past.

And the knife named Huangquan, oh no, it's the soul of the knife, has already made a wedding dress for himself!

The pain lasted for dozens of minutes before finally stopping.

Qi Lin survived, not being shattered by the evil qi, the air was stagnant, and Lingjian Mountain was completely quiet.

Warwick swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Qi Lin, who was hanging his head motionless in front of him, not knowing what the situation was now.

After a long time, Qi Lin stretched out his arms, clenched his fists, raised his head, looked at the moon in the starry sky, and roared, like a terrifying beast was venting his emotions.

Warwick's eyebrows skipped wildly, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Qi Lin, what tricks are you playing?"

There was no reply.

Then, Warwick saw Qi Lin turn around, covering half of his cheek with one hand, and gasped.

And the next moment, Warwick was taken aback.

Because Qi Lin's face and other eyes covered by one hand were already all blood red, as if he was looking at a prey, no, he was looking at a dead thing, staring at himself.