Chapter 902: Duobao

This guard did not expect that the people of the Tiger Tribe were so bold that they dared to resist the orders in the city, and even more unexpectedly, the totems in the tribe were able to break the magic weapon of the city master. The thick black mist that came was dissipated one after another, and he himself was exposed to the sight of the tribes.
The white tiger in the air was already angered, and a pair of tigers looked straight at them. The guard who saw it trembles at the fingertips. At the same time, he was frightened by Jiajia, and was also brought out of anger. Broken, and the essence of the rich beast blood among them, all into the token!
The reward token immediately turned from black to red, and a layer of blood radiated out, and the sky of black mist was reddish. In an instant, the three-headed python reunited, but it looked like a big change, a black scale, all turned crimson, Unbelievable and powerful, it shouted with the guard, swooped down, and the three claws came out straight, and shot the white tiger down to the ground. Attack, return to the state of the spirit.
The middle-aged man showed a bit of pride on his face. He gritted his teeth and said: "Dare to commit the following, to violate the order of the city master, it is to kill you all, it is all right, give me, kill!"
His voice fell, and the mist of the sky was like a streamer, and it looked like Tucun!
"So bad temper?"
However, at the moment of a desperate attack, a figure flashed over and easily took the air token into the hand.
The middle-aged man's complexion changed greatly.
On top of the token, there was a ban set by the city owner himself. Even the elders of a family did not have the ability to take the token. But the young man in front of him actually held the token. In the hands, without any damage, who is this?
The golden energy in Lin Fei's palm was completely lost in the token. Once the heavens floated on it, they broke the prohibition on the token and completely used it for themselves.
The middle-aged man's face became more fierce. He flew down and wanted to the token, but Lin Fei sacrificed the token again, and the mist was rewinded in the sky, and the long tail of the three-headed python was thrown from the air. Afterwards, it reached the middle-aged man and pulled out a large area of ​​blood on his back, opening his skin to flesh.
The middle-aged man howled, flew out vigorously, and fell to the ground, looking at Lin Fei in horror.
Lin flew two steps before flying to the sky. The mist and the three-headed python pressed straight down. The middle-aged man dared not stop anymore, hurriedly mounted his own black eagle, and walked towards the blood pool in the air, Before he disappeared, his angrily corrupted voice fell like a thunder: "The Tiger Tribe, I will tell the city's lord what happened today, and you will wait for the genocide!"
Lin Fei frowned lightly, but he lost his mana at the moment and could not make it empty. Although the soul sealed in this token had no sanity, he seemed to have a little fear of the blood pool, even if he was urged to wrap it. Not daring to step forward again, he could only watch the guy run away, and the blood pool in the sky followed the man and disappeared.
"Let's run." Lin Fei collected the token, and the three-headed python swayed, with a mist, and suddenly fell into the token. The compelling breath finally disappeared.
The situation in the tribe is very tragic.
Just after World War I, the ancestral hall collapsed for half a year, even the gods were injured and returned to the body, and several other houses of the tribe were destroyed. The people have not fully recovered from the previous incident. All the gods were almost sealed, and their hearts were lingering.
"Brother Lin, you beat that guy, it's amazing!" Si Kou ran next to Lin Fei, admiring and rejoicing: "If it's not you, our tribe will really suffer this time."
"Yes, Brother Lin is the hero of our tribe." Si Feng's arm was injured, but he didn't care, shouting: "I want to seal our gods, unless we step on our corpses."
Young people are happy, but older people are not as optimistic as they are.
The patriarch and the elders glanced at each other and did not say anything. They counted the people in the tribe. They saw that although many people were slightly injured, but the situation was not serious, they instructed Si Yan and others to follow up. The work is arranged.
Lin Fei knew that they had to sort out the ancestral temple and worship the gods first. That was the most sacred place of the tribe, and the most taboo outsiders came in. It happened that he didn’t have much interest either. After greeting the Si Kou, he returned to the room and would just return Obtained tokens were taken out and observed carefully.
The token is gradually changing from crimson blood to the original black ink, there is not much decoration on it, it looks very ordinary, but Lin Fei saw at a glance that the material of this token is the skin of the body of an adult python The bones were refined and refined while they were alive. The refining man’s tricks are very strange. After refining the python with extremely cruel means, he got a resentful python spirit, and Sealed in this token, and wiped its sanity, so that it can obey the commander's dispatch.
Lin Fei doesn’t like this kind of magic weapon, but his real unit is now blocked, mana can’t be used, and the underworld can’t be opened. Even the sword domain is sealed together with Dan Tian. If there is any war again, even one You don’t have any weapons, you can’t always pick stones and throw them?
"Forget it, just use it." Lin Fei shook his head: "And, the prohibition on this token is very weird. Although it is only a thirty-six magic weapon, it is not conspicuous to ordinary enemies, but It has an absolute suppression effect on the gods in these tribes."
Lin Fei remembered that when the God of the Tiger Tribe appeared, the power it possessed was already at the level of the demon king, which was more fierce than this magic weapon, but because of these weird runes on the token, even a single blow could not bear Come, if you let the middle-aged man hold tokens to fight against the gods, three rounds will be able to suppress the gods. No wonder the man was so arrogant when he came.
Although the middle-aged man was beaten back, the tribe’s crisis was temporarily lifted, but when the people calmed down, the cloud surrounding them became more and more dense, and no one doubted that the middle-aged man would report immediately after returning. The city owner, in terms of the strict control of the surrounding deep mountain tribes in Wangshan City, they will face a greater storm.
As night fell, the atmosphere of joy a few days ago had disappeared completely. The old men in the tribe were not frowning, but young men like Si Kou, in addition to a little fear, were more angry.
Lin Fei in the house, after thoroughly refining the token in his hand, began to close his eyes and continue to practice for a day, until Si Kou came to the newspaper, saying that the patriarch and the elders were here.