Chapter 1 No more Northern Forest Desolation in the World
Sky Continent, Snowy Land!
The sky and the earth are vast, and the wind and snow are howling, dyeing the sky and earth that stretch for 30,000 miles white, making the void extremely cold and desolate.
In the wind and snow, a young man wearing a dark cloak and flying white hair stood solemnly, like a straight spear in the sky, standing under the sky.
Listening to the ethereal music in the void, the blade-like face showed a desolation that did not suit his age. Looking at the howling wind and snow in the sky, thinking of the stunning figure in his memory, a smile of reminiscence appeared on his face, and he murmured softly.
:
"Qingcheng, I'm coming!"
The music gradually became louder and louder, and then shook the sky!
A fiery red rosefly flew through the void, and the burning flames around it cleared the wind and snow, spreading a red carpet of burning flames in the sky.
Lin Huang turned around...
I saw a team clad in red and colorful, slowly coming out of the wind and snow. The team stretched for hundreds of miles, with the blue dragon on the side, the white tiger opening the way, and thousands of warriors sitting beside it.
The scale of the battle is astonishing!
"Who is coming? How dare you stand in the way of our Dongtian Divine Sect's wedding procession!"
Accompanied by the roar of the white tiger, fierce scoldings rang out from the team. The Dongtian Divine Sect has been running across the continent for more than thousands of years and has been in charge of the world. It has only blocked the way of others, but no one has ever dared to cause trouble to the Dongtian Divine Sect.
Moreover, today is the happy day of Liu Cangsheng, the young leader of the sect.
After sweeping away the wind and snow in front of them, everyone saw clearly the figure of the young man. He was dressed in a loose white robe and his dark cloak was violently torn in the wind, like a war flag.
The white hair covered with frost and snow is flying in the wind and snow.
Hanging on his waist was a jet-black Setsuna knife.
"My name is Lin Huang!"
The young man's calm voice spread in the void, but everyone in the Dongtian Divine Sect suddenly frowned.
In the mainland today, there are four young martial saints who are in the ascendant. One is Liu Cangsheng, the young leader of Dongtian Divine Sect, and the other is the young man in front of him.
Southern Cangsheng!
Bei Lin Huang!
I'm talking about these two people.
The difference is that Liu Cangsheng was born in a divine sect and has peerless talents. He possesses the martial soul Nine Heavens Sword River, and has countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures to provide him with training. Strong and famous people have guided him. His realm has improved so quickly and his strength is so strong that it is simply
It's appalling.
In comparison, Lin Huang is just a straw dog.
His talent is average, but he is a middle-grade Huang-level martial spirit. He has no background and no background, so he cannot compare with Liu Cangsheng.
However, it was just such a stupid dog who spent ten years, using the instant sword in his hand, to carve out a whole world and reach the point where he became famous as Liu Cangsheng.
In the middle of the team, in the carriage pulled by the Biwing Bird, the woman heard the word "Lin Huang", her graceful figure suddenly trembled, and under the crimson scarf, her lonely face burst into a smile, like a begonia flower that bloomed in an instant.
Then he was full of worry, biting his red lips, with a rather complicated expression.
With a bang, the frame exploded!
The woman tapped her jade feet lightly and floated to the top of everyone's heads. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, fluttering in the wind and snow, with three thousand green silk hanging down, embellishing the woman's graceful and graceful figure.
Looking at the figure of the Heavenly Spear standing in the wind and snow from a distance, the woman's delicate body trembled slightly...
Ten years of lovesickness.
The joy of reunion.
The future is uncertain.
…
For a time, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, causing the woman's tears to quietly slide down her snow-white cheeks.
In the vast sky and earth, a woman dressed in red is peerless, and a young man with white hair is looking at each other from a distance, separated by the wind and snow in the sky!
Ten years and two vast years.
Act like a participant.
The present and the past look at each other.
Missing young man!
Today's Beilinhuang is no longer the young boy he was. How can he still have the slightest trace of his former glory?
He was only thirty years old, but his face looked as desolate as a knife.
In the blink of an eye, my hair turned gray after ten years.
Lin Huang also looked at the woman in red in the sky. Her appearance was still the same, still so beautiful. Like a blooming begonia flower in the ice and snow, she was as gorgeous as ever.
"Qingcheng, I'll take you home!"
Lin Huang looked at Jun Qingcheng with a smile on his face that he had forgotten for ten years.
The wedding team suddenly became commotion, and everyone looked at Lin Huang in disbelief, with mockery in their expressions, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Over the years, no one has dared to go against the Dongtian Divine Sect!
Even if this person is Bei Linhuang, it won’t work!
"The earthworm shakes the tree!"
"The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know how deep the sky is!"
…
Before Lin Huang could get closer, a figure flew up from the team, wearing a red wedding dress, blocking Lin Huang and Jun Qingcheng, with a gloomy look on his face.
"Lin Huang, you really showed up!"
Liu Cangsheng looked down at the forest wilderness and said condescendingly.
"Thanks to you Hongfu, you sent people to chase me one hundred and seventy-two times in ten years. Through your life and death training, I was able to improve my level step by step, and finally become as famous as you!"
Lin Huang said with a smile, his calm face contained endless murderous intent. The hatred between him and Liu Cangsheng could be described as irreconcilable!
"South Cangsheng, Beilin Desolate, doesn't it sound very harsh?"
"Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of being as famous as me. You still want to be with Qingcheng, and you don't even know what kind of quagmire you are crawling around in!"
Liu Cangsheng sneered, his fingers clenching so tightly that they turned white.
He, Liu Cangsheng, is the proud son of Cangqiong Continent. Regardless of his family background or martial arts talent, Lin Huang is not worthy of carrying his shoes. But why does Jun Qingcheng never forget you?
"If I am half as talented as you, who are you? For ten years, you have spent all your efforts hunting me down to get the Buddha's relics and Qingcheng. What will happen in the end?"
Lin Huang looked at Liu Cangsheng with a calm expression.
"Since you know it, why don't you just surrender and hand over the relics of the Buddha and God, and I will let you die a more dignified death."
Liu Cangsheng said with a conceited smile that he had spent ten years of hard work to obtain the legendary sacred relics of Buddha and God, but he did not expect that this boy was really a lover.
He actually threw himself into a trap for the sake of Jun Qingcheng.
Lin Huang smiled brilliantly. He had struggled for ten years just to be with Jun Qingcheng. If he didn't show up today, what would be the meaning of his ten years of hard work?
Lin Huang moved towards Jun Qingcheng.
"Qingcheng, go back!"
Liu Cangsheng turned to look at Jun Qingcheng and ordered.
Jun Qingcheng raised her snow-white face and looked at Liu Cangsheng, who had a gloomy face. His cold face showed disgust, "If I didn't agree to marry you, how could this guy show up obediently?"
With that said, Jun Qingcheng moved lightly towards the forest wilderness.
"Coward, if you hadn't heard that I was getting married, would you have been avoiding me?" Jun Qingcheng looked at Lin Huang, with a deep resentment on her beautiful face.
Lin Huang smiled lonely, took Jun Qingcheng into his arms, caressed the woman's soft green hair, and said with a strong sourness in his hoarse voice, "Even if I hide in the ends of the world, how can I escape from your hands... You only hate me.
Your talent is average, but after ten years of hard work, you have never entered the holy realm and failed to meet your father's requirements."
Jun Qingcheng raised her head and looked at the latter's wind-covered face and hair as pale as snow. Her soft heart felt a stab of pain, like a knife cutting her.
In order to be able to be with him, what has this man gone through in the past ten years...
Liu Cangsheng’s one hundred and seventy-two pursuits?
Ten years of gray hair?
I'm afraid it's much more than that!
"I hate you so much!"
Jun Qingcheng beat Lin Huang's chest, biting a row of teeth marks on the latter's shoulder, and two lines of clear tears had already slid down his snow-white cheeks...
"court death!"
Liu Cangsheng's eyes burned with rage until he could no longer contain it. With a flip of his hand, a blue long sword stretched across the sky, exuding infinitely sharp sword energy.
Before he could finish his words, Liu Cangsheng was already charging towards Lin Huang with his sword...
At this moment, sword energy fills the sky!
"Let me kill him first!"
Lin Huang looked at Jun Qingcheng and smiled slightly, the instant knife on his waist was already unsheathed.
The wind and snow in the sky suddenly became shrill at this moment, and two colliding figures appeared in the void. The sword energy surged like a river, and the sword force was as thick as a mountain, constantly colliding and intersecting in the wind and snow.
"You idiot, why should you compete with me?"
During the battle, Liu Cangsheng snorted coldly, and tens of thousands of blue and sharp sword energy appeared around him, covering the void in layers, and then overwhelming the sky and crushing towards the forest wilderness.
"You really think that if you are as famous as me, you can compete with me? You don't know how high the world is!"
Liu Cangsheng pressed forward step by step and already had the upper hand.
"Why should I argue with you?"
Looking at Liu Cangsheng, who was so high above him, Lin Huang's whole body gradually surged with momentum, tens of thousands of sharp sword lights emerged in the air, and a suppressed aura of hatred suddenly revived.
"Let me show you what I am relying on?"
Lin Huang laughed desolately, his white hair flying wildly in the wind and snow, the Knife in his hand roared, and an earth-shattering murderous aura swept across...
"With my magic sword Setsuna!"
"You will chase me a hundred times!"
"My ten years of gray hair!"
Every time Lin Huang said a word, his aura surged, and more and more sword lights appeared in the sky and earth. Under the pull of Lin Huang's power, they formed a mountain of ten thousand knives.
Liu Cangsheng, on the other hand, was pinned under the mountain of swords, vomiting blood.
"presumptuous!"
Under the mountain of swords, Liu Cangsheng's eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, and his aura was rolling like thunder, "Can a mere mountain of swords conquer me? Idiot!"
As the words fell, the azure long sword let out bursts of roaring sounds. It condensed tens of thousands of sword energy in the void, forming a sword river that flowed for hundreds of miles. The monstrous sword energy instantly tore through the void, terrifying and invincible!
Martial spirit - Jiutian Jianhe!
Following Liu Cangsheng's roar, the Sword River surged upstream, cutting through the mountain of swords above his head with an extremely violent attitude.
Bang!
There was a loud sound in the void, accompanied by thick smoke and dust scattered like a tide in the sky, and the mountain of swords suppressing Liu Cangsheng's head suddenly exploded.
Before Lin Huang could react, Liu Cangsheng was suspended in the void, looking down at Lin Huang from above. The Jian River flowed behind him, and in the blink of an eye, a Jian River waterfall was formed, hanging above Lin Huang's head.
"Today, let me, with my hundred thousand swords, bury you completely!"
Liu Cangsheng laughed, waved his long sleeves, and the Jianhe Waterfall above Lin Huang's head was like the vast sea bursting its embankment, flooding Lin Huang crazily.
Liu Cangsheng stood on the top of the Jian River, showing a victorious smile, enjoying the coming victory.
After today, there will be no more Beilin Wilderness in the world!
Watching the Jianhe Waterfall above his head crashing down, Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, and he abnormally put the Momenta Sword into its sheath. He even closed his eyes, with a calm expression on his face, like an ancient monk in meditation.
"I am... Beilinhuang!"
At the moment when the sword river flooded the forest wilderness, the latter suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, and a bloody light burst into the sky.
Then, everyone saw Lin Huang holding knives in both hands, charging into the Jian River arrogantly, and swimming upstream!
Like a diving dragon, it rises proudly into the sky at this moment, crossing the Jianhe River at lightning speed, waving its hand with a sword, a sword that combines a lifetime of skills...
Kill the god with one strike!
In the void, a world-destroying light flashed, followed by sudden silence!
…
"you……"
Liu Cangsheng looked at Lin Huang with disbelief.
He opened his mouth, but could no longer say anything. Then his head fell into the void, and the blood spurting from his neck dyed Lin Huang's white hair red.
The sudden scene shocked thousands of people in the void and looked horrified. They never expected that Lin Huang could kill Liu Cangsheng in an instant, leaving them unable to rescue him.
At this moment, they did not dare to imagine the anger of the leader of the divine religion. Only by cutting Linhuang into pieces could they and others be spared the fate of being buried with him.
"Walk!"
The next moment, Lin Huang pulled Jun Qingcheng and fled.
But how do they escape...
Thousands of peerless warriors sit under the sky, peerless monsters and beasts press from the side, like the sky full of gods and Buddhas reflecting the heavens, making the two of them like little birds in a cage, they can only be strangled to death step by step.
"Qingcheng, do you blame me?"
Lin Huang stroked the woman's cheek and said softly: "I have struggled for ten years, but I still have not been able to enter the holy realm, and I have never dared to see you. Now that I have mustered up the courage to come, you want me to be buried here with you.
Snow Mountain".
"You bastard!"
Jun Qingcheng bit her lip, cried and laughed, and leaned on Lin Huang's shoulder and said softly: "I will be yours for the rest of my life. In life, I will accompany you to share the prosperity of the world. In death, I will fight with you.
"Eight Wastelands".
While the two of them were talking, the thousands of warriors were already attacking like crazy. Their terrifying aura crushed every inch of the void, leaving the two of them unable to escape.
In the wind and snow, Lin Huang held Jun Qingcheng's hand and looked at the thousands of warriors who were watching eagerly. He secretly burned his life, preparing for a fatal blow...
With this blow, he had a one percent chance of letting Jun Qingcheng escape.
Boom boom boom!
From this moment on, the snow-capped mountains shook, and an extremely terrifying force suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, as if it was going to swallow everything.
In front of the forest wasteland, countless avenue runes condensed to form a deep and terrifying wormhole. The power emanating from it made the warriors present feel numb.
"This is...the Gate of Time!"
Thousands of warriors exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.
"Qingcheng!"
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Jun Qingcheng, his eyes almost split open. He saw the latter holding a sword in one hand and holding up the entire Gate of Time with the other, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Martial Spirit——Timeless!
Lin Huang suddenly remembered Jun Qingcheng's martial spirit.
"Huang, I don't believe in the afterlife, I only want this life. Don't forget Qingcheng, you must come to me. If I forget you, you must remember to chase me!"
Jun Qingcheng smiled brightly, with a happy smile on his face. Then his momentum suddenly changed, causing the Gate of Time to emit a terrifying devouring force. The runes of time condensed into thousands of iron ropes to tie the forest wilderness, and the powerful
Drag him in.
"Qingcheng..."
Lin Huang roared loudly. Even after ten years of struggle, he had never felt so helpless. His body fell into the gate of time little by little, but he watched helplessly as Jun Qingcheng held a sword in one hand, and his snow-white figure looked absolutely miserable.
Just like this, alone, in the wind and snow, facing thousands of warriors...