Chapter 561 Why Provoke Him?
The next second, Bai Ze was confused again. How could the Lihuo Qilin appear here?
As one of the guardian beasts of the Light God Clan's main city, he should be in the center of the main city, not on the Tianyuan Continent...
Who did it? It couldn't have been his own free will.
Damn it, Bai Ze’s eyes were a little dim. It seemed that he died too early, and he had no idea what happened afterwards.
He had no idea why the ruins of the Light God Clan's main city appeared on the Tianyuan Continent, why Chao Yao's murals appeared here, etc.
Luo Li looked at the exceptionally tall, fiery red Qilin and frowned slightly. Why did Di Chen and the others react like this?
Ji Fusheng subconsciously took two steps back, "How can there be a Divine Emperor-level Warcraft Soul?!"
Huo Shan gritted his teeth and said, "There are even Divine Emperor artifacts in this relic. It doesn't seem surprising to have a Divine Emperor-level soul!"
In the light of the fire, the Lihuo Qilin's hair sparkled with dazzling light, and each piece seemed to be cast with the hottest flame in the world, hot and solemn.
Its eyes were deep, and they swept across everyone present without a trace of emotion.
In the blink of an eye, heat waves rolled, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by this force, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.
Xie Shiyuan and others couldn't help but take a few steps back, with shock and awe in their eyes, not for anything else, but simply because of the reputation of this Lihuo Qilin.
Lihuo Qilin stepped forward slowly, each step accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.
Its gaze finally fell on Luo Li, and a hint of gentleness and inquiry seemed to flash in its fiery eyes, as if silently asking something.
Luo Li tilted her head slightly and looked at the extremely huge Qilin soul in confusion. Why did the Qilin have such gentle eyes?
Under everyone's vigilant gaze, Lihuo Qilin slowly lowered its head, and its huge nostrils gently exhaled warm air, carrying an ancient and pure breath, as if it could wash away all the dust in the world.
Luo Li could clearly feel that deep in those fiery eyes there was not only gentleness, but also a subtle hint of expectation.
expect?
Why?
She couldn't help but want to take two steps forward, but Xie Shiyuan quickly reached out and pulled her back, whispering, "Are you crazy?!"
Luo Li closed her eyes and said sideways, "Sister, I don't think this Qilin has any ill intentions. Why are you so afraid of him?"
Xuan Mu gritted his teeth and whispered, "This is a pure-blooded demon beast. Even though he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, his reputation is still well-known in the Continent of Gods."
A glint of longing flashed in his eyes. "He's one of the five guardian beasts of the Light God Clan! The Fire Kirin! His battle record is renowned far and wide. He was once a top-tier warrior standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid of the Gods Continent!"
The most important thing is that they are only God Kings now, but this one is the God Emperor!
Even if he was only a remnant of his spirit now, with his combat experience, wouldn't beating them be like playing?!
This was the first time Luo Li heard Xuan Mu say so many words in one breath. It seemed that the Lihuo Qilin really had a very high status in their hearts.
Xie Shiyuan looked at the majestic and tall Qilin standing at the door and spoke tentatively, "But it seems that he really doesn't have any malicious intentions."
Wen Xingyan murmured, "Yes, you are right, but he suddenly appeared here, it can't be just to say hello to us, right?"
Di Chen narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Something is indeed wrong. He should be the guardian beast of this ruins now. How could he allow Ji Fusheng and the others to take the things in the treasure room?"
Luo Li's gaze moved across the huge body of the Lihuo Qilin, trying to read something from its deep eyes.
Lihuo Qilin's breathing was steady and powerful, and every breath seemed to cause subtle fluctuations in the surrounding air.
It slowly took a step forward, its red-gold scales gleaming in the dim light, as if it were wearing a flowing suit of armor, majestic yet mysterious.
Suddenly, Qilin's head turned slightly to the side, and its eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, looked directly at Ji Fusheng and other people from Tianyu Palace. An ancient and powerful pressure spread silently, making the air solidify.
Di Chen and other visitors all tensed up their nerves at the same time, and Xie Shiyuan even felt an inexplicable chill rising from his spine.
Ji Fusheng gritted his teeth and growled, "Don't look into his eyes! Go, kill him!"
After these words were spoken, the disciples of Tianyu Palace looked at each other in confusion, and no one dared to step forward.
And in the corner, the dozen or so descenders who knew the identity of this Qilin looked at Ji Fusheng as if he were a fool.
Just when Ji Fusheng's face turned as black as iron, the young man who had obtained the Divine King's weapon shouted in a low voice, "Palace Master, let me do it!"
The young man's figure was as fast as lightning, and he suddenly jumped out from the crowd. The divine weapon in his hand shone brightly, like a falling star, cutting through the sky.
His eyes were firm, as if he was not affected by the Qilin's gaze at all. A faint fluctuation of spiritual energy surrounded his body. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the void, leaving faint ripples.
As he approached, a murderous aura filled the air. The young man let out a low roar, and the Divine King's weapon drew a brilliant sword light in the air, heading straight for the Fire Kirin.
Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be split into two, making a slight tearing sound.
Upon seeing this, Qilin's eyes calmed down, and he let out a long roar towards the sky. The sound shook the heavens and the earth. Flames around his body boiled, turning into a sea of fire, swallowing up the young man and the sword light together.
Ji Fusheng's face changed. At this moment, he knew that he had made a wrong decision.
As expected, from this moment on, Lihuo Qilin began to kill indiscriminately. The scorching flames gushed out from his soul like a stream of water, enveloping the entire treasure room.
The flames surged like a raging sea, coating everything in the treasure room with an ominous red glow.
Ji Fusheng retreated quickly, but he seemed to be in an endless maze of fire. Every step was accompanied by the licking of flames and the distortion of space.
Although the long sword in his hand was shining coldly, it seemed insignificant in front of the sea of fire. Wherever the tip of the sword touched, the flames only twisted slightly, and then surged madly, as if to melt him along with the cold sword intent.
All around, precious divine weapons wailed in the flames, metal and stone clashed, and the light flashed and turned into nothingness, leaving only bursts of shrill echoes, which intertwined with the Qilin's incessant and deafening roar, forming a symphony of destruction.
The air was filled with anxiety and despair. Ji Fusheng's figure appeared and disappeared in the firelight. He clenched his teeth, and his eyes showed both indomitable spirit and regret.
Damn it, why on earth had he provoked this Qilin just now?!
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