The breath of Tianjing Mountain stagnated for a moment!
Some Holy Emperors even forgot to take action.
On the viewing platform, countless people frowned, looking a little confused and then shocked.
Lin Taiqing!
The man who caused an uproar in the entire continent because of the Phoenix Clan and Huang Lingsha.
He has been gone for too long...
More than twenty years.
Almost everyone has forgotten him.
Even if they think he is dead... people may think of him only after hearing the word "Huang Lingsha".
There used to be a genius who could rival Huang Xuanzhi on the Cangqiong Continent.
He is a figure from the previous generation.
However, more than 20 years have passed, and people in that era have their own circumstances.
Song Hanshan became a generation of holy emperors.
If Huang Xuan fails to break through the realm, he may never be able to climb to the top for the rest of his life. It is really a pity that the once talented genius of the Huang clan has fallen to this level.
Jun Xingshi is in charge of Xingtian Temple, but his realm is unknown.
Some people say that he has already broken through and became the Holy Emperor.
Some people also say that he stopped at the top of the Heavenly Mountain, but never crossed the gap.
Preacher Liu's reputation gradually faded.
The characters of the previous generation... all seemed a little miserable.
But no one expected that the person who had been forgotten by people suddenly appeared.
Even though he hadn't seen him, the overwhelming aura that swept over him had already explained everything.
On Tianjing Mountain, Lin Huang's eyebrows were slightly condensed.
At the foot of Tianjing Mountain, Lin Cangxue raised her head and couldn't help but squeeze the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand a little tighter.
In the void, Huang Lingsha turned her head slightly, and then snorted heavily!
Long.
Long.
Long.
…
Between heaven and earth, there were heavy sounds, like the beating of ancient war drums, and every sound fell on everyone's heart.
Not long after, after the storm cleared, a black line of tidal waves appeared in the sky thousands of miles away!
The black line is rapidly approaching Zhongzhou!
Coming with lightning speed.
Gradually, a dense black mass covered the sky.
That's one hundred thousand Yin soldiers.
They were dressed in pitch-black armor, with either illusory or real bodies, holding broken war spears full of ancient atmosphere. The light in their eyes was like a will-o'-the-wisp, staring at the land of Zhongzhou.
One hundred thousand Yin soldiers besieged the city!
On the viewing platform, everyone's expressions changed.
They felt extremely strong oppression from those Yin soldiers.
Even the Holy Emperors who were fighting each other in the void frowned.
And in front of the one hundred thousand Yin soldiers... stood dozens of Yin generals with terrifying auras. They were on nightmare horses, holding blood-stained war spears, staring at the Holy Emperors in the void with flaming bodies, and killing in cold ways.
The breath swept across the sky.
Those Yin Generals... each of them seems to have the power to fight the Holy Emperor.
And in front of those Yin generals, there are two distinct figures.
There was a young man in white clothes with a handsome look and a stern look on his face. He was dragging a spear in one hand and carrying a baguette in the other!
Don’t laugh!
In front of Lord Grim, there is another middle-aged man!
That middle-aged man with a burly figure!
Wearing a black robe, it seems that he can hide all his emotions in the darkness.
The jet-black hair and temples are as frosty as frost, giving the middle-aged majestic look a hint of desolation of the years.
He was holding a gun casually.
As he moved forward, his body tilted a little. You could clearly see that he was lame!
The middle-aged man's eyes swept across the entire void battlefield with confusion.
The first thing I saw was the forest wasteland of Tianjing Mountain.
Lin Huang frowned...
The two eyes met in the air, and then passed by each other without leaving a trace.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Cangxue, at the darkness of the void, at Song Hanshan, at Jun Xingshi, at the direction of the Huang clan, and at the direction of the four ancient clans...
Finally, the middle-aged expression darkened slightly.
He saw a lot of people he wanted to see, but there were also people he didn't see.
He didn't see Pei Xiufu.
I didn’t see Lu Donghuang.
I didn’t see Li Jiangye either!
Then, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly became sharp. He looked at the Holy Emperors who were full of hostility and murderous intentions towards Lin Huang, and slowly raised his hand:
"Array up!"
The hoarse voice resounded through the void, but it caused the hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers behind him to suddenly burst out with the momentum to fight against the world.
Just in the midst of hissing and roaring, the momentum of a hundred thousand Yin soldiers was like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, gathering in one place...
The next moment, Lord Grim stood behind the middle-aged man and flew into the air. He held a spear and his shirt was flying. As the momentum of the hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers below him merged into his body, Lord Grim was as powerful as a dragon.
Climb up and be born, and instantly step into the Holy Emperor's world!
And the dozens of Yin generals on the void battlefield also rushed out and directly killed the Holy Emperors in the void.
Middle-aged Lin Taiqing raised his gun with a confused expression...
... Tens of thousands of miles from the west gate to the west gate, people’s heads are hung in levy clothes at dusk!
Suddenly, Lin Taiqing raised his gun and shot out.
He was born like a wild dragon, roaring to move thousands of mountains. In the midst of thunder and lightning, he had already reached the front of Li Taixuan's sea of swords. He danced his spear horizontally and killed several holy emperors who were about to tear apart the vast sea of sword energy.
In the void, the battle instantly became more chaotic!
The appearance of Lin Taiqing leading a hundred thousand Yin soldiers was like a group of crazy men, savagely rushing into the battlefield, intending to turn the whole world upside down.
On Tianjing Mountain, Lin Huang looked at the lame Demon King Lin Taiqing outside the Sword Sea, and opened his mouth slightly in confusion.
Then he rolled up his sleeves, turned around, and headed towards the ninety-ninth step!
As for everyone on the viewing platform, they still didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Almost everyone stared in disbelief at the middle-aged man in black robes in the void. Unexpectedly, after twenty years, he not only broke through the realm of the Holy Emperor, but also led a hundred thousand Yin soldiers...
Such a power is comparable to the Dongtian Divine Sect!
What's more important is that there is no backer behind Lin Taiqing.
I would like to ask how many of the young generation in Zhongzhou who have attained the realm of Saint Kings have no backers or massive resources to support them?
Those warriors who have climbed up from the bottom are definitely very few. Perhaps becoming a Holy King is their lifelong pursuit, let alone reaching the Holy King realm.
In the crowd, Jun Qingcheng stared at the stranger, then turned to look at Jun Xingshi and smiled.
"Why are you laughing? Do you think your father and I can't beat him?"
Jun Xingshi snorted coldly.
"Among my contemporaries, I am invincible!"
Jun Xingshi then said with a serious face.
Jun Qingcheng said oh, but did not expose Jun Xingshi. He just smiled and continued: "With one hundred thousand tribesmen, the realm of the Holy King has also been achieved!"
"We still need the head of the evil tribe!"
Jun Xingshi is not in a good mood.
"That'll be quick!"
Jun Qingcheng smiled.
"Even if you have one...he won't even think about marrying you!"
Jun Xingshi snorted coldly, "If in the past, as a father, for your sake, I would have suppressed his origins and treated him as fishing in troubled waters without knowing his true identity. But now, it is clear that this boy is a member of the Zuojiaming Cult.
, is Xiao Yishan’s apprentice…”
"Do you think that with his status, he can be related to our Xingtian Temple? If you really want to be together, either that kid will forget his ancestors and sever ties with the Zuojia Ming Cult. But this relationship must be severed, Xuantian Divine Clan
He must kill Xiao Yishan with his own hands before he will be recognized and accepted. Another situation is that our Xingtian Temple rebels and betrays the four ancient tribes. Then there is only one fate for our Xingtian Temple, annihilation of the clan!"
Jun Xingshi said it calmly, but Jun Qingcheng frowned tightly.
She turned her head and looked at Jun Xingshi, her mouth puffed out, as if she was very angry!
"Born in the Xingtian Temple, you will have the glory that ordinary people admire, and you will also have your own mission. You will have your own rights, and you will also have your own helplessness!"
Jun Xingshi sighed and touched Jun Qingcheng's head: "As a father, I naturally hope that my daughter will find a happy home. But there are some things that cannot be solved by two people falling in love, such as life and death!"
"I know what you want to say, but it doesn't work, at least not yet!"
Jun Xingshi turned his head and looked at Linhuang in Tianjing Mountain, "He is now naturally a genius of a generation that is unparalleled throughout the ages, but it is still not enough. Only he has the strength that is unparalleled throughout the ages and can compete with the strong ones among the Holy Emperors.
At that time...father will consider the position of Xingtian Temple for you!"