A qiē happened in Lin Qi's spiritual sea, and Lin Qi clearly saw this qiē.

Before Lin Qi had spiritual power, Lin Qi, like any ordinary person, could not see those wonderful beings at the soul level. But now Lin Qi, especially after absorbing all the power of the two divine natures, his soul has become extremely powerful, and he has mastered many things that mortals should not master.

Therefore, Lin Qi clearly saw that Artut's soul power blasted into his spiritual sea, wanting to devour his soul. At the same time, he also saw the dense overlapping shields that appeared outside his soul, and the old man who was clear and full of divine aura.

Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, this old man, he seemed to have a little impression in his memory.

That was when Lin Qi was very young, maybe when he was just born?

Perhaps it was because this old man used the terrifying power to cast a god-level soul technique for Lin Qi, which made Lin Qi and this old man's soul power have a trace of resonance at that moment, Lin Qi, who shouldn't have remembered those things at that time, suddenly remembered a lot of things.

He was lying on the warm bed, and beside him was a warm body that exuded kindness and tenderness, which made Lin Qi feel safe and warm. It was a hug that made Lin Qi cry when he thought about it!

With a clean shaven face, a handsome man's black beard with a respectful smile, accompanied by Iron Hammer and others, hugged the old man and walked to the bed. The old man smiled and stroked Lin Qi's small face, and then nodded lightly to Blackbeard.

An extremely thin long needle appeared in the old man's hand, and he used the long needle with a light purple color to carefully pierce Lin Qi's heart, and took out a drop of sesame seed-sized blood from Lin Qi's young heart. Blackbeard hurriedly took out a golden disc, and the old man dripped the thin drop of blood on the disc, and then a few runes flew out of his fingers, and the disc slowly sucked the blood into it.

Then the old man looked at Lin Qi, a faint halo of light was released from his body, he raised his hands, and slowly drew one mysterious trajectory after another in the air, countless purple streams of light erupted from his fingertips, and finally condensed into a shield that now shrouded Lin Qi's soul, and slowly seeped into Lin Qi's eyebrows.

As the old man tried his best to chant the incantation to induce the purple streams of light, a faint glimmer of light flickered in the center of his eyebrows, and a red mole the size of a thumb poured out of the center of his eyebrows, which looked exactly like the one in the center of Altut's eyebrows, but it was obviously much larger than the red mole in the center of Artut's eyebrows, and the gloss was more than a notch.

Lin Qi's eyes flashed with these patterns, and then he took a deep breath and woke up from his memories.

His soul was rapidly increasing, and in just a few breaths, Lin Qi's soul power had increased by at least a hundred times! His spiritual power spread out like flowing water around him, and the range that his spiritual power could now cover had reached a vast space with Lin Qi as the center of the circle within a radius of ten miles.

In this spherical space, one man, one beast, one sand and one dust, all of them can be clearly seen by Lin Qi In this spherical space, Lin Qi felt a huge dark aura and flame aura, and his mind moved slightly, and all the dark and flame energy in this space quickly surged towards Lin Qi's body, quickly merging with his body.

Altute spat out a mouthful of blood, and he looked at Lin Qi wolfishly.

"There are seniors of my Soul God Sect who have blessed you with divine arts!, but I don't understand, I am the oldest Pope of the Soul God Sect, and all the elders of the Soul God Sect have fallen before me, and there is not a single elder...... No, the si, the appearance of that man, he ...... He...... I've seen his portrait!"

Lin Qi looked at Artut in surprise: "Do you know him?"

Artut looked at Lin Qi with a mysterious gaze, and his lips trembled violently. His body trembled violently like chaff, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his body. Lin Qi even heard the crisp sound of his teeth colliding against each other, Lin Qi couldn't help but move his chair and take a step back, now Altute looked too terrifying.

"It can't be him. I must have read it wrong.

That portrait, that portrait is not very well preserved, and it has been so long that the face of the portrait has been blurred. It can't be him, the ancestor of our Soul God Cult, the one who established the Soul God Cult, he ...... Legend has it that he was summoned by the church to use the divine descent technique to mobilize the divine power clones of the eighteen gods, and completely destroyed him. ”

Artut looked at Lin Qi tremblingly: "That was three thousand seven hundred years before the end of the Dark Calendar, and it has been five thousand years now. He, can't be alive, he ...... He ......"

Lin Qi stood up, pausing his absorption of dark and flame energy, and then he yelled outward: "Boss, I'm fine, you don't want to climb the cliff there!

The fat bear, who was panting and letting his subordinates be human ladders, was stunned by his own efforts to climb on the cliff, and then spat heavily, and the wolf fell down from the cliff dozens of meters high. He himself was fine, but Shuai Xiong and Poshan, who were unfortunately pressed under him, vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the wolf fell to the ground and couldn't move for a long time.

Ignoring the handsome bear and the others who were yelling and scolding below for the time being, Lin Qi stared at Artut and asked, "The founder of the Soul God Cult?"

Artut was silent for a long time, and then he muttered in a low voice: "His name is taboo in all the history books of the Western Continent, except for a very few ancient inheritances, no one dares to record his name. His name is Shaling, and he is a ...... This is very clear in our texts, Pope Shaling, he is an Oriental!"

Speaking of this, Artut looked Lin Qi up and down in horror, black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, isn't Lin Qi the most orthodox Oriental?

Lin Qi frowned, Sha Ling, Dongfang, then his surname is 'Sha, well, the surname of the Black Tiger family is 'Lin', but it has nothing to do with Shazi. It's just that maybe Blackbeard met the descendants of Sha Ling somewhere? Who knows? There are quite a few Orientals in the Western Continent, just as there are many descendants of Western blood in the East.

"I don't know anyone with the surname Sha!" Lin Qi dropped the question, he stood up, and looked at Artut with a smile.

"But I'm interested in a question right now, how much soul power did you use just now?hmm, how much soul power do you have left?" Lin Qi looked at Artut with a sly smile, slowly rubbing his fists and making a 'click, click, sound).

Artut's face turned pale, and he looked at Lin Qi with a mixture of anger and roared: "You will never want to control a noble and great soul mage, I ......

There's no way I'm going to be your slave!Bastard, you bastard, how dare you think like that?"

Lin Qi smashed his fist on Altute's nose, and Altut's towering nose immediately collapsed, and two nosebleeds spurted out, dripping to the ground. Then Lin Qi flew up and kicked Altute in the lower abdomen, causing him to let out a sharp howl, and then punched Altute in the most painful place.

Poor Artut, a saint-level soul mage, his attainments in soul magic have become superb. Don't say a single Lin Qi, even if there are 10,000 Heavenly Rank or even 10,000 Saint Realm warriors standing in front of him, as long as the souls of these people are not as strong as his souls, he can instantly wipe out the 10,000 powerful Beings.

However, the mage's body is fragile, even if he stepped into the holy realm and was tempered by the energy of heaven and earth, so that they had a long lifespan, Artut's ** could be compared with a high-ranking knight at most. A soul mage with a high-level ** strength of the saint peak, which basically means nightmares and horrors on the mainland, has turned into a poor little lamb in front of Lin Qi.

His most powerful attack was a joke in the face of that perverted god-level soul technique, and Lin Qi completely ignored any of his attacks.

Of course, Artut can choose to fight Lin Qi hand-to-hand, just like his son Alda, he can cāo raise his staff and have a face-to-face battle with Lin Qi!

Punch after punch easily shattered Artut's fragile resistance, and Lin Qi beat this contemporary pope of the Soul God Sect who terrified nine out of ten people on the continent! He slapped Artut with a grin, and his old face was bruised.

"Come on, hand over your soul, I'm just branding a master and servant!Oh, you still have a chance to resist, you still have a chance to resist! For example, soul devouring or something, as a soul mage, this must be no stranger, right?"

Lin Qi laughed and beat Altute to life, and he ravaged Altut's ** like crazy.

Altut wailed, doing his best to maintain the last vestiges of dignity and decency.

When he saw that Artut had vomited blood and was about to pass out, Lin Qi finally sighed helplessly.

"I'll talk to you about it, but you don't want to. Mouth. Boss, go find a few of the ugliest female demons, the uglier the better, the older the better, the smellier the body, and find me a bottle of aphrodisiac, I have to let those female demons give this old man a wheel!"

Before Linzi's words were finished, Artut was already wailing bitterly.

"I, I'm willing to give up my soul...... But you can't do that to me...... Give me ten beautiful elven virgins, I, I surrender my soul!"

Lin Qi was stunned, and then suddenly burst out laughing. (To be continued)