Lin Huang's head and body suddenly merged into one!
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Rumor has it that there is a young emperor on the mainland who is a peerless genius and an unparalleled talent.
There is a Zhongzhou martial arts altar!
Lin Huang was thinking about how many years he would be able to become a Holy King and how old he would be when he could be promoted to Holy King.
When to get married...
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Before Lin Huang could think too much, his body suddenly curled down.
And above his head, just as he curled down, there was a pitch-black palm cutting past him, causing a line to collapse in the void.
Um?
A surprised voice sounded in the ninth-level space.
Lin Huang raised his head, looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and retreated quickly. While retreating, one hundred and eight forest wilderness appeared around him, making it impossible for the black shadow to distinguish who was the real Lin Huang.
"just……"
The black figure spoke with some confusion, then raised his head and stared at Lin Huang, "There is an aura of time flowing backwards!"
Lin Huang did not answer the black shadow's question, but asked: "Who are you?"
In front of the forest wasteland, the black figure is really just a shadow.
Just like the shadow of a person under the sun, it has no real existence. However, the difference is that the shadow in front of Lin Huang has an obvious breath of life.
"I have been waiting here for more than a thousand years, and finally the ninth floor of the tomb is opened!"
The shadow said calmly, and then continued: "Three Thousand Worlds... Are you the descendant of Qin Changsheng? Very good!"
Lin Huang frowned, then lowered his voice and said: "Evil clan?!"
The shadow seemed to be grinning, causing a crack on its head that light could penetrate, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, he seems to be a smart man!"
Seeing that the black shadow did not refute his identity, Lin Huang was suddenly shocked.
Although I was prepared in my heart, it was still a one-in-a-ten thousand chance.
If the black shadow belongs to the evil clan...
I have been waiting here for more than a thousand years!
So now that it appears here, its purpose is naturally self-evident.
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In the huge bronze palace, Feng Wuji looked at the ninth mural, his brows furrowed, his eyes bursting with fierce light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out to be...the Evil Shadow Emperor!"
"What is the Evil Shadow Emperor?"
Situ Huangfen asked doubtfully.
Feng Wuji shook his head, "Wherever there is light, there can be the existence of the Evil Shadow Emperor. For thousands of years, the Evil Shadow Emperor has been unable to enter the ninth-level secret room precisely because all the light has been extinguished in the ninth-level secret room.
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"But Bei Lin Weiyang and Lin Huang opened the entrance to the ninth floor, and the light entered accordingly. The Evil Shadow Emperor can naturally enter it easily!"
Feng Wuji explained.
"Then what if..."
Song Changling thought for a moment, and then asked: "If there is no light in the ninth-level secret room, does the Evil Shadow Emperor not exist?"
"It's not that he doesn't exist, it's that he turned into darkness and lost his power. It can also be understood as not existing!"
Feng Wuji said.
Song Changling frowned, then he looked up at the mural on the ninth floor, "If Lin Huang closes the ninth floor right now, can he resist the Evil Shadow Emperor?"
Feng Wuji nodded.
But he shook his head again, "But after all, Lin Huang wants to leave the ninth floor. To leave the ninth floor, he must open the giant door. Using space techniques, it is impossible to pass through the ninth floor restrictions. And when the giant door is opened, the light appears again,
The Evil Shadow Emperor will revive, and Lin Huang will still be unable to escape death!"
"Then what are you waiting for!"
Bai Xiaopang suddenly raised his voice, "Why don't you save me, Boss Lin? Damn it, that evil shadow king, Lao Shizi, can kill Boss Lin to death with just one look, and you are still here watching a show!"
Dong Shenyue turned his head and glanced at Feng Wuji. After seeing the latter nodding, he carried the huge magic pillar and headed towards the outer tomb.
"Can you...can we leave?"
At this moment, a hoarse and evil voice sounded in the bronze hall.
Feng Wuji suddenly frowned, and the spear in his hand came out like a dragon, killing towards the void.
The spear was stained with cold light, and where it landed, there was a shadow.
It is exactly the same as the black shadow on the ninth floor of the outer tomb.
I saw the spear passing through the black shadow, only causing the latter's body to sway slightly, but did not suffer any damage.
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When the Evil Shadow Emperor appeared in the inner tomb, on the ninth floor of the outer tomb, Lin Huang also thought of what Feng Wuji said before, as long as the world in front of him was dark, then the Evil Shadow Emperor could not exist.
However, Lin Huang obviously couldn't do it.
He looked at the Evil Shadow King, took a deep breath, and held the sheath of the Setsuna Sword with one hand!
Ahead, the black shadow floated. Looking at the forest wilderness ahead, Jie Jie laughed out loud, "Back then, because we didn't kill Qin Changsheng in time, our clan suffered a great disaster!"
"And now...I will never make such a mistake again!"
As soon as the black figure finished speaking, he waved out his palm without giving Lin Huang any chance to speak.
The next moment.
On the ninth level, the 109th forest wasteland turned directly into powder and disappeared in the void.
The next moment.
The years go against the flow, and the forest wasteland appears from the void.
"As expected, it is the art of reversing the flow of time. I didn't expect that you have already initially understood Qin Changsheng's idea that the world and the earth live together. As expected, the next generation is terrifying, and even more so, killable!"
"It's just that you don't know that a truly strong person has his own unique domain of rules. Within the domain, he can not only annihilate space, but also annihilate time. When time dies, the art of countercurrent will no longer exist!"
As the Evil Shadow Emperor finished speaking, he slowly raised his arm.
Lin Huang tightened his grip on the scabbard in his hand.
"If I take action, the entire ninth floor will be destroyed. The formation is destroyed, and Qin Changsheng's corpse can no longer suppress the Evil God! If I don't take action, you will definitely die, and there will be no possibility of resurrection. You have no time to hesitate!"
Just as the Evil Shadow Emperor's words fell, the voice of an instant sounded in the sea of consciousness.
The next moment, the evil shadow emperor's dark palm fell.
And before the giant black shadow palm fell completely, it suddenly disappeared in the void...
Another moment.
A monstrous sword energy came out of the scabbard of the moment.
In the blink of an eye, an endless storm of destruction swept through the entire Taixuan Secret Realm. The terrifying power of destruction caused the space to collapse and the years to freeze.
All light is gone.
All life was wiped out...
At the same time, the entire ninth floor was shaking horribly. The alien space hidden in the ninth floor was also due to the appearance of that sword energy, revealing the ancient formation in the space, and Qin Changsheng above the formation.
There is also the monstrous sea of blood under the great formation!
boom!
A loud noise rose from the ninth floor and shook the entire Taixuan Secret Realm.
Shake the Blood Mist Mountains.
Even the entire Taixuan Domain was shaken.
Under such a destructive sword energy, the alien space was also shattered, and the formations in it were directly crushed. The sea of blood burst out like a vast ocean and could no longer be contained...
But the Evil Shadow Emperor, who was so powerful that Lin Huang was extremely afraid of him, was ruthlessly crushed to death like an ant!
After the sword was struck, there was no breath of Mosu in the scabbard.
Lin Huang's whole body had long been submerged by the sea of blood. He jumped forward and headed towards Qin Changsheng in the destruction space, holding it above his head to avoid being stained by the sea of blood...