Jiang Qiling passed on a large amount of soul energy to Lu Li. The divine energy was absorbed by the silver dragon mark and the silver dragon mark transmitted some strange energy to strengthen Lu Li's soul.
What was more, his soul energy was different from before. There was a qualitative leap.
Lu Li could release more than 10,000 golden needles of psychic energy at a time. Those golden needles might not be as powerful as the sharp knives of psychic energy but they were not weak either. What was important was that there were too many of them.
Hundreds of golden needles of psychic energy went into the minds of the Feather Race warriors and invaded their Soul Ponds from all sides.
The souls of the Feather Race warriors were confused and they felt a tearing pain. How could they control their bodies to fight back?
The royal prince of the Feather Race saw this. He was panicking when he saw Lu Li killing so many of them easily.
Lu Li was very close to him. Lu Li was not slower than the royal prince. If Lu Li were closer, the royal prince would be killed as well.
"Buzzing!"
From between the royal prince's eyebrows came out a ray of light. Then a golden bow appeared in his hand. He shot at Lu Li for more than a dozen arrows in a row.
The more than a dozen arrows connected with each other. They were so powerful that even space was cracked open.
"Eh?"
Lu Li felt he was being targeted. He looked up at once, only to see streaks of golden light coming from the distance. Even space was being torn apart.
He stared at the golden bow in the Feather Race prince's hand. The bow must be a piece of treasure. It might not be a Quasi Relic, but it must be a Holy Grade Xuan Artifact.
"Buzzing!"
Jiang Qiling had noticed it long ago. She moved her shield in front of Lu Li.
The golden bow and arrows were much more powerful than regular ones. Jiang Qiling was worried that Lu Li could not defend himself.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
The arrows kept hitting on the shield. The shield glowed and shook. After being hit for another five times, blood oozed out from the corner of Jiang Qiling's mouth. The shield dimmed and shrank back into Jiang Qiling's hand.
"Hoy!"
Lu Li swung his saber and hacked at the arrows coming at him from behind. The moment his saber and the arrows collided, a surge of force came through. Lu Li almost lost his grip on the divine weapon of Dragon King.
"So powerful!"
Lu Li's saber was bounced off. He waved his Blood Claw and scratched forward.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The arrows came again and again, but they were crushed by Lu Li's Blood Claw. The Blood Claw did not disappoint Lu Li.
The more than a dozen arrows of the royal Feather Race were all crushed by Lu Li. But Lu Li's Blood Claw was fine.
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. Feather royal family, die!"
Lu Li snorted in anger. Once again, he generated dozens of clones and poured out thousands of golden needles.
This time, however, he didn't kill anyone. Instead, he charged forwards like a sharp sword, swinging his blade wildly through the air. All of the Harpies in front of him were sent flying as his main body and his clones charged towards the Harpy royal family.
"Bang, bang, bang ~"
The clones were destroyed one by one. Lu Li moved closer and closer to the Feather Race prince. Seeing that Lu Li's cold eyes were getting closer, the prince was scared.
"Suduk."
The prince of the Feather Race gave the order to retreat, or at least to stay away from this area. Lu Li was not slower than him and the prince dared not to let Lu Li get close.
His life was precious and he could not afford to lose his life here.
What was more, Lu Li's attacks were too horrifying. In such a short time, he had killed more than a thousand while Lu Li only lost one. The Feather Race royal family was scared out of their wits.
What was more, the Barbarian Race didn't attack and the Voodoo Race retreated. The Feather Race royal family was unhappy because so many Feather Race disciples had died …
The Feather Race was retreating fast. Lu Li could catch up with them but it was pointless.
The Asmodians were catching up again and the Barbarian Race was itching for action as well.
"Should we kill them or not?"
Lu Li turned to Jiang Hu and the others. Jiang Qiling was hurt and Lu Li was hesitating.
On the other hand, Jiang Hu and the others were enraged. One of the young masters said with hatred, "Kill them all. Kill them all."
Everyone's eyes were red from the killing. Their blood boiled as they shouted, "Kill! Kill them all!"
Lu Li made up his mind. He turned around and charged at the Asmodians. As he released the golden needles, the more than a dozen Asmodians could not move at once. Lu Li continued to wield his saber.
The Asmodians were at the back. Now that Lu Li was fighting back, the team was in chaos.
The Voodoo Race and the Feather Race ran away. They were not idiots. Clearly, their morale was shaken.
"Swish ~"
There was a ripple on the left. A man flew out toward a warrior of the Du Family.
Lu Li had just cut to the left to kill three Asmodians. It was too late for him to save the Asmodian. He had to release the golden needles of soul and yelled, "Look out!"
Lu Li's warning was too late. Even though the Asmodian was frightened by Lu Li's golden needles of soul, the needles had already pierced into the Du Family warrior's head.
"Bang!"
The Du Family warrior's head was crushed. Jiang Hu and the others were enraged. They swung their sabers at the Asmodian and hacked him to death.
"If the Asmodians are not leaving, then let's go!"
Lu Li knew he could not go on. He had to find a chance to leave or else the Asmodians would stab them to death one by one.
He glanced over to the Asmodians and saw one with a unique appearance.
That Asmodian was naked from the waist up, wearing a pair of black pants. He was short and had a skinny face. He had a saber in his hand that was glowing in a red light.
A group of Asmodians surrounded him. Lu Li knew this must be a royal of the Asmodians.
Pointing at the Asmodian with his saber, Lu Li shouted, "This is a royal of the Asmodians. Kill him!"
With that said, Lu Li flew away on his Fate Wheel. The Asmodians panicked. They gathered around the royal Asmodian and retreated, leaving only dozens of Asmodians to guard the rear.
"Okay!"
Lu Li was relieved. Once the Asmodians retreated, so would the barbarians. They were safe now.
That being said, he didn't let his guard down. While flying his Fate Wheel forward, he used psychic power to check the surroundings.
"Buzzing!"
As he had expected, the space on the left and right began to tremble. Two Asmodians poked their heads out from the void and aimed at Lu Li and Jiang Hu with their needles.
"Go to hell!"
Lu Li shouted. He poured out the golden needles of soul and swung his saber at the Asmodians.
One of the Asmodians was cut to death before it could fly out.
"Boom!"
The other Asmodian was hit by the golden needles of soul and was hacked to death by Jiang Hu and the others.
At the same time, the ground on the ground cracked. Several Asmodians flew up and stabbed at Lu Li's Fate Wheel.
"Clank, clank, clank, clank ~"
Unfortunately, Lu Li's Fate Wheel was so hard that their needles couldn't pierce through.
Lu Li released soul attacks and then his Fate Wheel smashed down. Several Asmodians were smashed into pieces.
"Bang, bang, bang ~"
The barbarians began to retreat. They looked silly but they were not.
Just now, when the Feather Race and the Asmodians attacked, they didn't do anything. They knew very well that they couldn't kill Lu Li.
"You want to leave?
Not so fast! "
The Feather Race and the Asmodians were fast and their attacks were strange. The Voodoo Race had toxins but Lu Li didn't have so many antidote pellets. Barbarians were different.
Apart from strength, the barbarians only had thunderbolts in their attacks. They would be fine as long as they were careful.
Therefore …