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Chapter 1952 Qin Zhengxian

The sudden appearance of the figure made the two children of Chi Tianzun tighten up, with an incredible look in their eyes.

Qin Zheng!

He actually walked out of the Lotus of Divine Sorrow.

How is this possible?

Could it be that he has already appeared and is hiding in the Lotus of Divine Sorrow?

If he does this, the power of the Lotus of Divine Sorrow will soar horribly, and it is impossible for that human youth to withstand it.

why is that?

At this moment, there was a brief pause in the battle in the void. Both the gods of the ten thousand races and the human race turned to look at Qin Zheng.

This person has a terrifying status in all the worlds.

Qin Zheng also moved his eyes and scanned the gods of all races.

"Ahem..."

Qin Zheng took the lead and coughed twice, breaking the dead silence in the void. Then a gentle smile appeared on his face, "This is the Fuso God Realm. When you come here, have you ever asked what the Fuso God Realm means?"

"Everyone wants to kill Lin Huang, but have you ever asked me what Qin Zheng means?"

Saying that, Qin Zheng shook his head, "The rules and order of the heavens and the world have been corrupted for too long, turning all races into lawless existences!"

"Now that I'm here, do we still want to fight?"

Qin Zheng's voice was loud and clear on the empty battlefield.

However……

No god responded to him.

Maybe I don't know how to respond.

After all, Qin Zheng was smiling all over his face at the moment, but the gods present felt extremely terrifying pressure. That kind of pressure would make it extremely difficult for ordinary gods to breathe.

"If you don't say anything, it means you're still going to fight!"

Qin Zheng said calmly, "In that case, I, Qin Zheng, will be better off in this battle. Let me see who can kill Lin Huang in my hands!"

As he said this, Qin Zheng held a spear in his hand.

He tilted his head slightly, dressed in black and squinting his eyes slightly, murderous intent swept across the entire sky instantly like a tidal sea.

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"The Ming Clan, the Chitian God Clan... just this group of people, want to test the depth of my human race? Or do you think that these races behind them really dare to compete with my human race?"

"You want me to kill all the gods here and make enemies with many tribes? Haha...then this god will do what you want!"

Saying that, Qin Zheng waved his hand and directly grabbed the Lotus of Divine Sorrow that wrapped Lin Huang in his hand, "Where are the human gods!"

"exist!"

In an instant, the human gods roared in unison, their voices shaking the sun, moon, and sky.

"Today, on this battlefield... except for the human race, everyone will be slaughtered. For those who died in the battle, Qin Zheng will carry the coffin to care for the souls of the emperor!"

Qin Zheng's voice filled the heaven and earth, and before he finished speaking, he was already killing Chi Tianzun ahead.

The next moment, the nine knights who originally guarded Lin Huang charged out, leading the younger generation of gods into the battlefield.

Zhou Tianshen.

Lord of the Wilderness.

God from far away!

They all find their enemies at the first opportunity and kill them in a flash.

The remaining gods of the human race charged forward with enthusiasm.

Many of them were so close to Qin Zheng for the first time and followed Qin Zheng in battle for the first time.

In an instant, the human gods were like crazy, attacking and killing them like crazy.

The younger generation of gods were all dumbfounded. As expected of Lord Qin Zheng, the giant pillar of the human race, he did it without saying a few nonsense words.

In an instant, the battle in the void escalated once again.

As soon as Qin Zheng took action, he moved the entire battlefield to Taixu Heaven and Earth outside the Fusang God Realm.

He held the Great Qin War Flag, like an eternal battlefield king, suppressing Chi Tianzun with all his might.

"Do you really think I can't kill the Eight Realms?"

Qin Zheng laughed heartily.

"Gentlemen, accompany me in this hearty battle, and let this group of people from all races experience the arrogance and arrogance of the human race that I am!"

"Here!"

The human gods roared, and they felt the blood in their hearts return and burn.

"Young generation of gods, open your eyes and watch...I, Qin Zheng, will eventually die, and the gods of our older generation will eventually pass away. The future of the human race is you! See clearly the faces of the gods of all races, and please stick to me. The spirit of the human race. From now on, guard our mountains and rivers, protect our common people. Work together and fight to the death!"

"I sincerely follow the teachings of Master Qin Zheng!"

When the younger generation of gods spoke, they felt infinite pride in their hearts.

In this battle, they were not qualified to participate in the battle. But Lord Qin Zheng asked them to stay, which would tie up the Eighteen Cavalry of Great Qin, but Lord Qin Zheng still did it.

The purpose is to pave the way for their generation of gods and open their eyes!

For this reason, many high-level gods may have died.

On the back of the ancient wild dragon who was fighting and killing, Xia Yihou struggled to stand up. He looked at the bloody battle of the gods in all directions with a calm expression.

Then he immediately sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to watch the battle!

Ji Yaoguang immediately sat down and realized the battle of these powerful gods.



In the void, the gods fought with blood.

And that silent river is still dark and dead.

Shortly after that burst of sword light flashed, Lin Huang no longer felt the power of the ripples in the river.

He understood that perhaps another creature in the Silent River had already left.

Lin Huang sighed, gathered his mood, and began to cross here in earnest.

As early as the moment when the sword light shone in the silent river, he understood...perhaps, the silent river was not so scary to him.

When I first entered here, it was because I deduced the power of the original rules and was pulled into the Silent River.

so.

This river of silence must be related to the power of the original rules.

Although he has studied the power of the original rules, he has never practiced it seriously. He is more interested in dismantling the formation of the original power.

For example, water and fire are in conflict with each other, while metal and water are in harmony with each other.

In Lin Huang's understanding, this should be regarded as a tributary of the original power of rules. Therefore, it should not be difficult to leave the Silent River.

In the darkness, Lin Huang made hand gestures and waved, and a flickering light of fire appeared on the fingertips of his soul.

It rises slowly and does not go out.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows. The ray of fire in his hand was not considered the original fire, but it could be regarded as the fire allowed to exist under the original source.

Immediately, Lin Huang waved his sleeves, and a stream of water appeared under the firelight. The water flow turned into a boat, lifting Lin Huang up and moving forward in the silent river.

"It turns out that it's not about fighting against the Silent River, but about integrating into it and making use of it!"

Lin Huang understood in his heart that the key to crossing the Silent River was not how powerful he was, but to understand the power of the rules in the Silent River.

Lin Huang didn't know whether he knew what the specific power of rules was.

But he knew that it must be related to the power of the original rules.

in the dark!

A ray of fire flickered.

A figure floated forward on a water boat.



In Taixu, Qin Zheng, who was fighting, frowned.

Then he threw out the Lotus of Divine Sorrow with five commands, "Nine Riders Return, Guard!"

In an instant, the nine cavalrymen who were fighting formed a formation and guarded Linhuang.

In the void, the originally dim Lotus of Divine Sorrow swayed once again, emitting wisps of divine light...


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