There was sudden silence between heaven and earth.
But the world is also filled with monstrous murderous intent.
The vast army raised its head, and countless warriors looked up. They saw a young man above the ancient bronze Great Wall, his white clothes stained with blood, but his aura was inexplicably powerful.
It is so powerful that it can suppress all directions with just its breath.
Xuanyuan Tibing looked confused, showing a little bit of loss. If he followed Lin Changtian out of the Eastern Spirit Realm back then, maybe he should have such power now.
It's a pity that the thousand-year mission of the Xuanyuan family forced him to use the earth as a prison and wear shackles on his body. Otherwise, even if Lin Huang has now revealed the realm of martial saint, there will be no end to his Xuanyuan martial arts.
Above the sky, Lin Huang relied on the power possessed by three thousand heroic spirits to directly enter the martial saint realm and return to the peak of his former realm. Looking at the sea of blood in front of him, his eyebrows slightly raised.
As he waved his hands, his big sleeves fluttered, like a banished immortal stepping into the void.
There was heavy snow falling all over me.
The vast world was covered by heavy snow at this moment, like a cage that imprisoned the world, trapping the sea of blood in the void.
The snowflakes are flying and falling, but they are like fire that burns the world, burns the mountains and cooks the sea!
In the sea of blood, the angry roar of the evil king came out. The snowflakes covering the sea of blood were like a volcano, turning the sea of blood into nothingness bit by bit.
He had been suppressed for a thousand years and had been proud of himself for a thousand years. However, he did not expect that when he had the best chance of escaping the suppression, he would actually attract the Martial Saint Bei Linhuang, who was clothed with three thousand heroic spirits.
In the sea of blood, the evil king's body once again condensed. His body stretched ten miles across, and his cold and piercing eyes like a blood lake stared at the immortal floating in the sky, and then rushed out violently.
Since there is no way to escape, only by fighting hard can there be a glimmer of hope. Even if it means death, as long as you kill the person in front of you, you will have made a great contribution. Maybe one day you can be reborn through a blood sacrifice.
Looking at the Shili Blood Crow coming like lightning, Lin Huang's expression remained unchanged and he just punched out.
boom.
With one punch, the ten-mile-long Blood Crow was knocked down from the sky by that overbearing punch, and a big crater was created in the sea of dried blood.
Then, Lin Huang pushed his arm flat like a knife into the void, and immediately cut off a mountain of corpses several miles away. With a slight exertion of his fingers, he grabbed the mountain of corpses with one hand and threw it towards the Evil King in the sea of blood.
There was another bang, and just as the Evil King raised his head, he was knocked down by a huge mountain.
"Blood refines heaven and earth!"
Under the mountain of corpses, the roar of the evil king suddenly came out. The mountain of corpses suppressing the evil king suddenly came to life, and thousands of corpses were killed in the forest wasteland.
Lin Huang pressed down with one hand, and the entire mountain of corpses immediately turned into powder.
Then, the Evil King rushed straight up again, his wings like sickles spanning ten miles, heading towards the forest wasteland.
Lin Huang punched out again.
In the void, the Evil King who had just emerged was knocked away by another punch and embedded in the sea of dried blood. Before he could pull himself out, Lin Huang punched him again.
After one punch, there are ten punches, a hundred punches!
The power of the Martial Saint is that every falling circle is like a mountain collapsing. No matter how evil the blood crow is, it is nothing compared to the true powerhouse.
After a hundred punches, Lin Huang directly dragged the Evil King into the void, just like an ant holding a giant elephant, and the ant used both arms to tear the blood crow into two pieces.
Everyone in the Yin Yang Valley was dumbfounded and their hearts were agitated. They never imagined that there was such a powerful force in this world that could compete with heaven and earth.
Even Xuanyuan Tibing was defeated in a fatal situation, but after Linhuang's three thousand heroic spirits took over, such an astonishing reversal occurred.
With domineering power, he beat the evil king like a dead dog with one punch after another.
In the void, after the Evil King was torn into two pieces, he immediately turned into two blood crows, one on the left and one on the right, rushing towards the forest wilderness, and then the two blood crows split into four again.
Split into eight again...
Until one hundred and twenty-eight blood crows appeared in the void, rushing towards the forest wilderness.
Looking at the overwhelming blood crows coming from the sky, Lin Huang smiled. The Demon Suppressing Sword suddenly appeared in the sky, and then the Abi Dao and the Shura Dao appeared.
Between the heaven and the earth, the three swords of Abi Dao are reproduced, which can destroy the heaven, the earth, the gods and the Buddha.
…
The void is dead and silent, and the mountain breeze is gentle.
In the sky, Lin Huang sheathed his sword, his expression as usual. However, in the nose passage under his feet, a corpse of a blood crow appeared and was buried in it.
There is no evil king between heaven and earth.
In the battlefield, the warriors from the Eastern Territory were like clay and wood sculptures, and huge waves arose in their hearts. He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the previous scene.
The thousand-year-old evil king, who existed like a nightmare, finally died and was buried in the forest wilderness.
Thousands of years ago, Xuanyuan Zheng could only suppress it.
More than two hundred years ago, the evil king who Xuanyuan Wuxiang was unable to banish was actually killed today with a single blow, killing his life and all his karma.
Those three thousand heroic spirits are so powerful. What kind of existence are they?
Even though the Eastern Spiritual Realm is vast, compared to the entire continent, it can at most be regarded as an ancient well. When a person in the well looks up at the sky, it is only the size of a dustpan.
It wasn't until someone appeared at the mouth of the well that he realized that what he was seeing was not the whole world!
People outside can easily block the mouth of the well, just like the evil king who was completely extinct at this time, blocked the mouth of the well for thousands of years, and was finally trampled to death.
At this moment, tens of thousands of Dongling warriors looked at the forest wilderness with their sleeves fluttering in the void. I don't know how many people felt inspired and wanted to jump out of the dry well of the Dongling Realm and see how big the world outside the dry well was.
This is a good thing.
In the sky where the sky and the earth were clear again, after Lin Huang killed the evil king with a sword, there was no trace of joy on his face. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the sky...
For martial arts, you must first practice martial arts and then enter the Tao.
On the great road, there are still rules. However, only after entering the realm of the Martial Saint, that mysterious and elusive thing can be grasped in the hand like a handful of quicksand.
If there were not three thousand heroic spirits covering his body, it would be like being blindfolded by the night, and naturally he would not be able to see anything. But now, in the forest wilderness, he felt an extremely tyrannical force charging towards him...
The demon-suppressing knife that had been put into its sheath was unsheathed again at some point, lying across Lin Huang's body.
The Asana Path and the Shura Path reappear.
In the battlefield, countless people looked at Lin Huang as if facing a formidable enemy. They were all a little confused, and then they frowned.
Lin Huang's body seemed to have the angry will of three thousand heroic spirits coming out, not because the swaying aura was extremely powerful, but because the powerful aura had been sealed for an unknown number of years and should not appear in the human world.
Buzz!
Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in the entire Yin Yang Valley, and the Dongling Realm trembled twice.
Thousands of miles away from the original Shangguan Imperial City, Qin Xuance, who was sitting in a snow-white carriage, suddenly raised his head. The compass that had been following him for many years in his hand had just been silently shattered.
"The existence that can destroy the Eastern Spirit Realm?!"
Qin Xuance's eyes suddenly pierced, and his hands holding the broken compass trembled slightly.
In just a few breaths, a crack was suddenly torn open in the sky above Yin Yang Valley with a domineering gesture...