In the void, Lin Huang's sword was simple and unpretentious. However, the moment he pushed the knife out of the sheath, Liu Cangsheng's face was full of horror and could not be avoided.

With a whoosh.

That knife passed through Liu Cangsheng's neck plainly and simply.

"If you have the ability, you can play with me with your life!"

Looking at Liu Cangsheng, whose neck was bleeding, Lin Huang smiled slightly, with a cold and unyielding expression.

Another bang.

Liu Cangsheng's head hit the Baizhan City, falling to pieces.

Then, another breath of Liu Cangsheng in the void began to condense again.

Lin Huang looked at Liu Cangsheng who was about to appear, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, holding a knife and waiting.

At this moment, the monk who had previously traveled thousands of miles stepped back and landed on the clouds.

Song Hanshan looked at Li Shasheng who appeared again, and his pupils shrank slightly. The latter was covered in blood at this moment, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Li Shasheng looked down at the battle situation below, then looked up and forgot about the vast world, and sighed with a cough, knowing that it is not suitable for staying here for a long time.

I used to intercept it before, but I was afraid that I didn’t know how many people were going to chase it.

"If this son is killing or staying, you think about it yourself. If you kill him, you may have no hope of entering the realm of the Holy Emperor in this life. If you don't kill him, your mood will be broken and you will have no hope of entering the realm of the Holy Emperor!"

Li Shasheng's expression gradually calmed down and he said calmly.

Song Hanshan frowned slightly, feeling that he didn't know when he got up, and stepped into a quagmire and it was difficult to climb out.

Then, Li Shasheng untied the Buddhist beads on his wrist again and threw them at Lin Huang in the void. "Remember, my monk called Li Shasheng. You owe me a huge favor. If you don't pay back the debt, you will die. I will dig your grave!"

As he finished speaking, Li Shasheng swung his big sleeve monk's robe and disappeared from the clouds, and he kept nagging, "What's the name of his Bodhisattva? He didn't do anything serious about it and saw two ants fighting here, and he even fell into it... and was once again set off by the old man Tianji."

Over Bai Zhan City, Lin Huang looked at the empty clouds, bowed slightly, and then slowly wrapped the string of Buddhist beads on his left wrist.

...

Li Shasheng left.

The imprisonment against people from many forces in the void also disappeared.

Only the moment the imprisonment disappeared, the Golden-clothed Holy King of the Dongtian Divine Sect shouted angrily and rushed towards Lin Huang.

Liu Cangsheng died three times in a row, and his failure to attain enlightenment, his sins were so great. Now, this saint king in golden clothes wished he could crush Lin Huang's bones and throw them into ashes.

A buzzing sound.

Just as the Golden-Clothed Holy King fell down, a scepter suddenly appeared in the void, pressing against the falling palm of the Golden-Clothed Holy King.

"Who is it!!"

The Golden-clothed Saint King roared angrily and looked outside Baizhan City.

Everyone present also looked over.

"Shengtian Temple, Hua Xianruo!"

Outside the Bai Zhan City, an old voice suddenly sounded.

As he finished speaking, an old woman in simple green clothes suddenly appeared above Bai Zhan City, with smooth and visible skin, staring at the Holy King in Golden Clothing with a mean expression.

Behind Hua Xianruo, dozens of people wearing blue clothes and masks were followed. Their strength ranged from the Martial King to the Martial King's realm.

And the neckline of each man in blue masked man had a small golden word "王" on his chest!

The Temple of Xingtian, the Angel of the Patrol!

And that Hua Xianruo was Hua Grandma who Lin Huang had intersected in the Dongling Realm.

After appearing in Bai Zhan City, Hua Xianruo glanced over Lin Huang at a glance, nodded slightly, and then moved his eyes back to the Golden Clothing Holy King.

"Grandma Hua, this son killed my young master of the God Sect, has nothing to do with your Xingtian Temple. Do you want to get a kick too?"

The Golden-clothed Holy King said with a gloomy eyes and hissing.

"Why doesn't it matter?"

Grandma Hua took back the scepter in the void with one hand, and her expression was as mean as ever. "This boy is proficient in martial arts and dominates the world. That is the unique skill of the demon Qin Changsheng, who has been the eternal past. The Xingtian Temple inspects the people and enforces the law on behalf of the heaven. Naturally, he wants to clear the demonic path for the Cangqiu Continent. Since Lin Huang will dominate the world, he will naturally have nothing to do with Qin Changsheng and the Demon Sect. Since he cannot get out of his relationship with the Demon Sect, it will be under my Xingtian Temple!"

The Golden-clothed Saint King frowned slightly, and then said coldly: "Since this is the case, please ask Grandma Hua to kill this son immediately. Anyone who has something to do with the Demon Sect will not die well."

Grandma Hua's eyes thorned violently, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the Holy King in Golden Clothing.

"I said I have a great relationship with the Ming Cult. I wonder if you, the old Holy King, have evidence?"

Before Grandma Hua could speak, Lin Huang suddenly walked up and smiled with his hands behind his back.

"Ha... Is it okay to even dominate the world? Moreover, on the mainland, when facing the problems of the Demon Cult, it is better to kill the wrong ones than let go!"

The Golden-clothed Saint King stared at Lin Huang with cold eyes, and said with murderous aura.

Looking at the murderous Holy King in Golden Clothing, Lin Huang laughed without fear, and then pointed to the clouds above his head, "Then you have to kill this person before killing me."

Um?

The Holy King of Golden Cloth frowned and looked up.

Above the clouds, Song Hanshan was wrapped in a snow-white sable fur. With his big sleeves rolled up, he appeared above Bai Zhan City.

At this moment, all the famous people from all major forces here received three news, which made them frown, and then they all focused their eyes on Lin Huang.

The Golden-clothed Saint King stared at Song Hanshan with thoughtful eyes and said in a deep voice: "Song Hanshan, what is your relationship with this son? Do you want to get a kick in this matter? "

"none of your business!"

Song Hanshan said coldly.

"you……"

The Golden-clothed Holy King was furious, then took a long breath, with a gloomy expression, "Since that's the case, it seems that I can only see the difference. Do you think my Dongtian Divine Sect is really no one?"

As the Golden-clothed Saint King finished speaking, he looked up and looked into the void.

Then, a powerful aura suddenly landed above Bai Zhan City, standing majestic beside the Holy King of Golden Clothing.

The man was wearing a blue armor, as thick and tall as a mountain. He carried a golden spear in his hand, and his body was dazzling, like a golden dragon that was overflowing with killing and striking all over the world.

Lin Huang stared at the middle-aged man in blue armor who suddenly appeared, with a playful look on his face.

He has also seen this person in the Dongling Realm. He is Liu Fusang, under the command of the Demon Saint King of the East God Sect, a powerful martial saint.

Then, the Golden-clothed Saint King fell on Qiu Qianyu of the Tiandao Sect and said coldly: "Elder Qiu, do you want to stand there and watch the show?"

Qiu Qianyu's expression slacked off slightly and hesitated.

Then, Qiu Qianyu took a difficult step and appeared on the battlefield, which slightly eased the expression of the Golden-clothed Holy King.

In the sky, the Golden-clothed Saint King fell on Ge Shu Jian again and said, "Lord Ge Shu, I wonder what you would choose?"

Brother Shu Jian, wearing a black robe, raised his eyebrows and then smiled coldly, "Of course it's the choice you don't like!"

Then, Ge Shujian stepped on his foot and appeared in front of Lin Huang.

The golden-clothed Saint King's eyes suddenly stabbed, and he looked at Song Hanshan in front of Lin Huang, Grandma Hua and Ge Shu Jian became more and more angry. He clenched his fists and said to Liu Fusang: "I and Qiu Qianyu dragged them to the three of them, go and kill Lin Huang for me!"

Liu Fusang nodded coldly.

However, just after the Golden-clothed Holy King arranged how to kill Lin Huang, the other forces that he had originally looked down upon and ignored were somehow moved and stood in front of Lin Huang in one after another...
Chapter completed!