Chapter 1348 The Zhongzhou Martial Arts Forum a Thousand Years Ago
Outside the fence, Lin Huang finally didn't go in.
When Qin Changsheng turned around, his figure quietly disappeared.
only……
On the old table in the hut, there was a small note... Lin Huang hoped that this note could avoid disaster for Qin Changsheng's family.
But……
When Lin Huang walked out of the small mountain village, it was only a few days after leaving the town.
Above the sky, thunder is rolling.
Lin Huang suddenly raised his head and then ran towards the small mountain village.
But less than half a quarter of an hour after he ran wildly, Lin Huang changed his direction again, because he discovered that the thunder above the nine heavens did not exist to destroy the small mountain village.
Came to kill him.
In just a breath, Lin Huang was bathed in the thunder and thunder, and his whole body was covered in blood.
The first thunderbolt fell and his skin was torn all over.
Afterwards, Lin Huang found it extremely difficult to even stand up.
Mountains with a radius of hundreds of miles were crushed into powder, while Linhuang sank into the pit made by countless thunder... and was dying.
I don't know how long it took, but Lin Huang finally breathed.
He woke up from his deep sleep, but his whole body was still covered in scars. It seemed that his power of nirvana had no effect at all in this long period of time.
"Ahem..."
Lin Huang coughed and shook his head helplessly.
Now.
He finally understood that what was hidden in the thunder was the law of heaven. Because he left that little piece of paper... it would change the entire course of history.
Thunder is heaven's punishment for oneself.
Lin Huang struggled to get up and walked out of the pit... He understood a lot. In the long river of time, warriors can only be bystanders.
This is an iron law that is absolutely unchangeable.
If you want to change, you will be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth.
And he can be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, which means that the result has not changed, and the law of heaven will forcefully reverse its shaking of the long river of time.
Lin Huang walked towards the small mountain village again step by step.
However……
The small mountain village has disappeared from the map of his memory.
Lin Huang frowned, but he no longer felt strange... because he was going backwards in time.
It's just that he doesn't know what time it is now.
He walked towards the distance step by step...
It wasn't until half a month later that I walked out of a rolling mountain range. When I turned back, I was in a city.
Lin Huang frowned for a moment...
This is a city that he is extremely familiar with.
Yaoguang City!
"Am I back in the normal flow of time?"
Lin Huang frowned, and then walked towards the direction of the Huang Clan's dojo...
However, before he reached the Desolate Clan Dojo, he rejected this idea.
Because there are dark clouds above his head!
The entire Yaoguang City seemed to be shrouded in an irresistible haze all year round. And the streets and alleys in Yaoguang City were not familiar to him.
The people in the city were also much more numb than he thought.
In Yaoguang City, Lin Huang suddenly disappeared from the ground, and he suddenly rushed towards the direction of the Zhongzhou Martial Altar...
There, he saw an extremely bright light, like a sharp sword, piercing the entire haze under the sky.
He also felt a strong and familiar aura.
Not long after, Lin Huang saw an extremely tragic scene.
He hadn't even arrived at the Zhongzhou Martial Altar, but within thousands of miles around him, there were countless evil corpses... Their blood flowed into rivers and piled up like mountains.
As the years passed, Lin Huang turned his head and looked into the distance, feeling countless mysterious auras, and frowned slightly.
His figure quickly climbed up, and it didn't take long before he appeared on the Zhongzhou martial arts altar.
He saw a flying flag on the Temple of Heaven that stretched hundreds of miles across.
The flag was thousands of feet high, hundreds of miles across, dancing in the sky, full of grandeur that swept through the troubled times.
That is the Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Flag!
In the center of the flag, there is the sun and moon hanging high, forming a clear character full of the power of the emperor.
Lin Huang's heart skipped a beat, as if he knew what era he was in.
That was the day a thousand years ago, in the Eternal Night Era, a group of passionate people killed the evil tribe, entered the Zhongzhou martial arts world, and established the Zuojia Ming Sect.
Lin Huang looked down at the flag and felt huge waves in his heart.
Under that flag, there were people he knew very well.
Xiao Yishan!
He did not have the desolation and desolation in Lin Huang's memory. At this time, he was standing on the Zhongzhou martial arts altar, holding an iron gun and looking thousands of miles away. His expression was so high-spirited and arrogant.
And Xue Tianjun.
Lu Shenzhou.
And Xue Hanqing, the leader of the Qinglong Tribe who had a relationship in the Western Buddhist Kingdom!
They were all so young and high-spirited.
They held big flags in their hands and looked in all directions. They could feel the evil tribe's reinforcements coming, but their fighting spirit was even stronger.
They seem to be spreading their passion across the entire continent, tearing apart the two thousand years of eternal night.
Among that group of people, Lin Huang also saw a young man.
A young man who is somewhat similar to Li Baiyi... He is standing next to a young man about thirty years old, without much expression, and even a little bored.
However, the young man in his thirties next to him looked like he was in an abyss.
He stood quietly on the Zhongzhou martial arts altar. He had no strength to restrain the chicken, but he was Yuan Ting Yue Li. There seemed to be countless plans between his eyebrows. The only regret was that he seemed to be a few years older than everyone else.
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His hair is jet black, but his temples are frosty white. He seems to be planning too much!
Lin Huang stood quietly in the void, looking at the young man beside Li Baiyi, and said in a low voice, "The legacy of the eleventh king of Tianji!"
Next to Wang Yifeng, there was a woman with a gauze face.
She was dressed in white and looked so holy. However, the white clothes were stained with blood, making the woman in white no longer appear from the dust.
He held a three-foot green sword in his hand, and there was blood flowing on the sword's edge.
"The leader of the Vermillion Bird Tribe, Luo Bingxin?"
Lin Huang guessed the identity of the woman. She was the only strong person among the four major members of the Ming Cult who he had never seen before.
Looking at the heroic and even domineering woman, Lin Huang clenched his palms, and then shook his head suddenly, "It turns out that under the Qingtian Martial Palace, in the volcano at the end of the vast sea of lava, there are existences that are trapped in a cocoon...
It’s the former leader of the Vermillion Bird Tribe, Luo Bingxin!”
A woman who wrote her name into the history books in the form of killing and redemption!
It wasn't until the end that Lin Huang set his sights on Wang Yifeng's other side.
That person is in the center of everyone.
He didn't look outstanding, he was only slightly taller than everyone else. He had an ordinary face, but his eyes were very deep, even scarier than Wang Yifeng's eyes.
But the difference is the strategy contained in Wang Yifeng's eyes and his peek into people's hearts.
And there was determination in that man's eyes!
Extremely determined.
He was only thirty years old, but those eyes and face gave Lin Huang the feeling that he had gone through countless hardships in the world, but he still loved the world and remained unyielding and determined!
As he stood there, it seemed as if the core of the first generation of Mingjiao in the Zhongzhou martial arts altar had a soul!
Destroy the haze above your head, tear apart the era of eternal night, and kill the evil souls!