The moment the Xingtian Temple appeared, the situation along the 2,000-mile defense line at Tianshen Pass completely changed.
Whether it was the Xuantian God Clan who planned the situation, or Lin Huang seemed to be unable to withstand Jun Qingcheng's provocation, the result was already settled.
Two thousand miles of defense line, divided into two.
One thousand miles of it are guarded by the Xingtian Temple.
The other thousand miles are guarded by the Desolate Clan.
When Lin Huang returned to Tianshen Pass, his expression was a little heavy. He turned his head and glanced at Jun Qingcheng in the void, and turned back expressionlessly.
"Is this the inference you didn't say before?"
Lin Huang asked Qin Xuance beside him.
Qin Xuance nodded.
"This is the most important purpose among the Xuantian Divine Clan's several purposes!"
Qin Xuance explained: "Today, our Desolate clan only has more than 400 people. Even if we can snatch some people from the warriors who originally guarded the two thousand-mile defense line today, I'm afraid there won't be many!"
"I'm afraid it's hard to get over a thousand!"
Lin Huang said.
"It would be great to have eight hundred!"
Qin Xuance rolled up his sleeves, but there was not much solemnity on his face, "I just told Song Changling and Bai Xiaopang that even if they are robbing people, their strength must still be at the level of the Martial Saint!"
"With eight hundred people guarding the Thousand Miles of Defense Line at Tianshen Pass, the Xuantian Divine Clan wants the entire Desolate Clan to be doomed!"
Qin Xuance said.
Lin Huang nodded, "This Thousand Miles of Defense Line will be the weakest thing in the entire Thousand Miles of Defense Line!"
"In this way, even if the Evil Clan cannot defeat the Phoenix Clan's defense line in the future, our Desolate Clan's defense line will still be in danger!"
Qin Xuance rolled up his sleeves, with a hesitant look on his face, "Once the Heavenly God Pass is broken from here, it will be difficult for you and the Desolate Clan to raise their heads!"
"It will even implicate the Zuojia Ming Cult!"
Lin Huang added.
"This is a conspiracy!"
Qin Xuance smiled and said, "If you want to stay at Tianshen Pass, you must face such a situation. If you leave Tianshen Pass, the previous banner will fall!"
"Does this push us into a dead end?"
Lin Huang turned to look at Qin Xuance.
"That's right. After all, we are on one side of the Xingtian Temple. According to this situation, once the evil tribe attacks the Huang tribe's defense line, the Xingtian Temple will probably sit back and watch!"
"On the other side of us is the Array Spirit Clan. For the past thousand years, the Array Spirit Clan has been the younger brother of the four ancient clans, and not long ago, your master Xiao Yishan led an army to attack the Array Spirit Clan. Want to
It’s almost impossible to get them to lend a helping hand!”
Qin Xuance analyzed it.
Lin Huang shook his head, "In troubled times, the only way to save yourself is to save yourself!"
"or……"
After Qin Xuan thought about his strategy, he looked up at Lin Huang and said, "Let your father's army directly guard this thousand-mile defense line?"
Lin Huang frowned, "Do you really think so?"
Qin Xuance waved his hand, "Just think of it as a last resort... No matter what, Tianshen Pass must not cause problems on your defense line!"
"Once Lin Taiqing's Changtian Army appears, the flag of the Desolate Tribe will lose its grace completely!"
Lin Huang calmed down for a moment, "Actually, what I'm more worried about is not this. It's that the Thousand Miles of Defense Line needs someone to guard it. In this way, the actions of our Huang Clan will be greatly restricted, and we will be trapped and die in this God's Gate!"
"You are quite ambitious!"
Qin Xuance sneered twice, "A few hundred people can defend a thousand-mile defense line, which is already good. Are you still thinking of freeing up your hands to cause trouble?"
"People need to look further!"
Lin Huang looked very serious and said.
Qin Xuance turned around directly, "Let's take a quick look at it. First, make this thousand-mile defense line into an impregnable existence! Then think about other things!"
Lin Huang nodded and could only accept this situation.
Soon afterwards, Ouyang Yueming appeared on this line of defense.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, with some disappointment in his eyes.
Ouyang Yueming shook his head helplessly, "Those three guys were almost convinced by me. But as soon as the Xingtian Temple appeared, they were shaken. The so-called selling at a price, they had their backs against the Xingtian Temple's
Big trees are naturally great for shade!”
"However, I brought seven holy kings and twenty-three martial saints, which can be regarded as the strength of my Ouyang family!"
Lin Huang clasped his fists and said, "Senior Ouyang provided help in times of need. Lin Huang would like to express my gratitude!"
Ouyang Yueming smiled, "Everyone has his or her own value. If you and the Desolate Clan don't have this value, why would I be here with you, so there is no need to belittle yourself!"
Lin Huang smiled, feeling completely moved in his heart.
The icing on the cake can never be as good as providing help in times of need!
"Since you dare to boast about going to Haikou and guarding a thousand-mile defense line, do you think you have a certain degree of confidence? I don't think you are an impulsive person!"
Ouyang Yueming continued.
Lin Huang grinned, as if smiling, "I can only say that before I fall, the Huang clan's defense line will not let any evil clan step in!"
"It's great to have these words from you!"
Ouyang Yueming laughed, shook his sleeves and left.
Lin Huang then walked into the war hall...
He looked at the eyes of more than 400 people in the hall, his expression slightly condensed.
In those eyes...
There are concerns.
Be firm.
There is doubt.
There is hesitation!
Lin Huang walked to the top of the main hall and raised his hand, "I don't like talking!"
"Because on the battlefield, killing the enemy is the real skill. Even if you talk nonsense, it's just nonsense!"
"I was once a mortal general... I also grew up in the military. A few years ago, when I was only in the realm of Marquis Wu, I participated in a great battle, also against an evil tribe!"
"That battle made me understand a lot!"
"No matter where I come from, no matter what my purpose is, no matter whether you and I are enemies, it no longer matters on the battlefield!"
"On the battlefield, everything must be told with blood, merit, and life!"
Lin Huang's eyes were domineering as he scanned the people of the Huang clan below, "If anyone disagrees with the above, you can leave!"
"But once you walk out of this hall, the people who left are no longer members of the Desolate tribe. From now on, they will no longer be friends when they meet!"
"Because we once kept vigil with each other, we once shared the same enemy, we fought together in a bloody battle, and handed over our backs to our comrades! If you leave now, it is betrayal in my eyes!"
Lin Huang paced back and forth in the main hall, scanning the people in the hall.
…
After half a quarter of an hour, Lin Huang stopped.
"Since no one has left, it seems that you still cherish this experience of sharing the battlefield!"
"but……"
Lin Huang's voice rose a lot. He walked to the steps, turned around and looked down, "You don't need to guess my identity, and you don't need to question my purpose!"
"I am Qin Changsheng's junior brother. A thousand years ago, Zuojia Mingjiao's Mingjiao Thirteen Killed the Dragon Head. My master was the man from Yangjian who slaughtered Xiao Yishan!"
"The rumors are not groundless, I may indeed become the king of the Ming Cult!"
"You...can completely regard me as a remnant of the Demonic Cult!"
"Now, if you want to leave the Huang clan, you can leave. If we meet again in the future, if you still regard me, Lin Huang, as a friend, I will be very happy!"
With that said, Lin Huang turned his back to everyone and stopped talking!