Ten god-level pincer insects, all of which are human bodies, with tentacles on their heads.

He was tall, wearing silver armor, two scimitars in his hands, with a hideous expression and a dark face.

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

There was endless coldness radiating in their eyes, rushing towards the cold autumn.

"Human, you are going to die!

"Just the Eight Palaces Realm, do you still want to turn the tide? Doomed!"

"How dare you sneak up behind us, how many dares do you have? The other three directions of companions will definitely devour you all. ”

They are arrogant and loud, ignoring the other pincers in a desperate situation, and vowing to exterminate Leng Qiu.

The death of the commander of humanity relieves all crises.

"Hey, hey, tie up the sky lock!"

Just as they were shouting, Leng Qiu had already released the first strange treasure.

With the sound of the voice, a silver-white chain as thick as a finger, exuding a faint light, hurried out.

It was extremely fast, but because it was so thin, it didn't make a sound at all, and it approached them.

When the god-level pincer insects saw the flying chains, they smiled one by one, picked up the scimitar in their hands, and slashed at it.

"Are you really a worm? a little chain, I'll cut it off for you!"

"Alas, humans are really arrogant, look how strong you can be!"

Four pincer insects in succession saw the bundled locks flying over, brandished the scimitar in their hands, and slashed at it.

"Jingle ......"

With the flickering of endless sparks, the Sky Lock was unhindered, still binding the four god-level pincer insects at the farthest point according to Leng Qiu's intentions.

The speed is so fast, the power is magical, it is beyond their imagination.

"Human, what strange tricks have you used, let us go immediately!"

"Dare not let go of the rope, we will fight fairly!"

Shameless, they used all their strength, but they still couldn't break free, and they were about to fall cold.

It's just that they are doomed to be disappointed, and there is no way to extricate them at all.

It was a rare treasure that claimed to be able to lock the sky, a god-level fierce beast, how could it break free.

"Five Elements Trapped Dragon Pillar, go!"

Just trapped four pincer insects, another strange treasure in the cold autumn suddenly flew in the sky.

Five ropes of different colors suddenly appeared from inside, and in an instant, the five pincer insects were tied up, and all of them were locked on them.

Let them struggle, the whole pillar swaying back and forth, but they can't break free.

Not only that, but the pillars also emitted five colors of light, shining on them, absorbing the power they possessed.

"Human, you let go of me, hurry up and let go of me!"

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

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

The five pincer insects felt the power of the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Pillar at this moment, and they roared angrily, hoping to change Leng Qiu's mind.

"Hehe, you ten god-level came to kill me in the Eight Palace Realm, and you still say it's unfair? What kind of fairness do you call fair?"

Leng Qiu smiled coldly and said indifferently.

Now there was only one god-level pincer worm in front of him, trembling all over, and he was in a dilemma.

The panic in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all, and when he looked at Leng Qiu, he couldn't wait to turn around and run.

Leng Qiu smiled endlessly, and said to him very unceremoniously:

"Don't be afraid, didn't I leave you behind? Come on, let's have a big fight, maybe you will kill me and become a great hero of the silver horn pincer worm!"

The voice and tone are like the big bad wolf that seduces the little girl.

The surrounding humans, at this moment, saw that even if he didn't use a powerful divine skill, he could still trap nine god-level fierce beasts, and the fear in his heart increased again.

Even if his real strength is insufficient, whether it is the Anti-Heaven Dragon Fist or the Rare Treasure, the power is too great.

At least two thousand heaven-level pincer insects have just been exterminated, shocking many people.

At this moment, facing the ten god levels, holding it again is equivalent to containing half of the power.

Even if you change to a master of Ascending Wonderland, you can control up to five.

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

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

If he fights with a master of the Ascending Immortal Realm, he may not be able to beat any of them.

Because of the human beings in the Immortal Realm, they have the power of the divine soul and can instantly understand many secrets.

Rare treasures may not be easy to use if they are not unexpected.

That's the real difference.

Facing Leng Qiu's god-level pincer insect alone, he knew that he had to fight hard, otherwise he would definitely die in the hands of humans.

Then the power that has swallowed so many human beings has dissipated.

"Come on!"

The fierce beast doesn't have magical powers at all, and the only thing it can rely on is its powerful body strength and majestic qi and blood.

The power of the moment is absolutely beyond imagination.

Therefore, the little red bird will surpass the fairyland.

In the same way, it is also because it is not afraid of the attack of the Divine Soul, otherwise it will also fall behind.

has been standing on Leng Qiu's shoulders, scanning the entire battlefield, and has no desire to shoot at all.

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

That's because it's hierarchical, of course.

Leng Qiu is only in the Eighth Palace Realm now, and he is far from reaching that level, and he needs to be constantly honed.

Facing a god-level beast one-on-one is the first exercise.

Looking at the pincer insects that rushed up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly shouted:

"Flame Cross Slash!"

With a sound, a holy weapon appeared in Leng Qiu's hand, a bloody dragon halberd.

A blood dragon on it crawled back and forth, so excited that it couldn't look like it was, and roared again and again:

"Kill, kill, it's finally my turn to play, why don't you give me a chance at all!"

In the roar, one voice after another, as if I had been trapped for hundreds of years, and finally got out of trouble.

With a roar, the halberd flew in the air, instantly turning into two intersecting flames and rushing forward.

For a moment, people only felt as if the power of endless flames had gathered in the sky, turned into a cross-attacking attack, and fell in front of them.

It is the martial art obtained from the Heavenly Monument that is said to be able to increase the combat effectiveness by five times.

According to his current strength of more than 500 million, plus the true yuan bonus, it is enough to exceed one billion.

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

The power of more than 5 billion is comparable to the fivefold of ascending the Immortal Realm.

Of course, real combat effectiveness is simply impossible, and it is one.

Because of the Eight Palace Realm, without the control of the divine soul, it is impossible to condense it, so it is naturally not so powerful.

It is like beating someone with 100 catties of cotton and 100 catties of steel, and 100 catties of cotton can be piled up on the ground, and it is useless to beat people.

But a hundred pounds of steel can kill someone.

This is the difference between Leng Qiu and the real Immortal Realm, but although he is not condensed enough, he is not as loose and powerful as cotton.

In particular, the fierce beast, which was known for its strength, was immediately frightened when he saw his attack rushing towards him.