The fifth voice sounded between heaven and earth, and what it represented was... an irresistible enemy!
Li Taixuan and others frowned.
An irresistible enemy?
Nowadays, there are already strong men in the quasi-emperor realm in the world. Even though six of them have just been lost, the four ancient tribes must still have the quasi-emperor realm.
An enemy that even they can't resist...
For a moment, everyone was shocked.
Lin Huang was a little confused. He didn't know the meaning of the bell at all.
At this moment, Emperor Lingzun said, "Linhuang, now the human race has an irresistible enemy. Let go of your domain and world and return the martial arts of the four young emperors. The four ancient clans need these martial arts to rebuild the world.
Strong men, resist the enemy!"
Lin Huang narrowed his eyes.
"It turns out that you are still hanging on because of these martial arts luck. I thought you didn't know..."
Lin Huang grinned sternly, "But if you ask me to become an enemy, do you think that I am too brainless?"
As Lin Huang flicked his sleeves, six rivers of martial fortune suddenly appeared in the void.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of people in the viewing platform looked at the vast white Milky Way, which looked like an upside-down human world, and their faces were shocked... The long history of military fortune!
The theory of luck is as mysterious as it is mysterious.
But it is a real existence... For example, the four-point domineering power in the world that Lin Huang currently possesses is essentially the martial destiny of the world.
But at this moment, Lin Huang actually held the Six Paths of Martial Arts in his hands.
Among them, four belong to the four young emperors.
One belongs to Huang Wuxu.
The last one was formed after the collapse of the martial fortunes after the death of those holy emperors in the void.
The Six Paths of Martial Arts... can create six young emperors, and can also allow at least six strong men in the Holy Emperor realm to take another step forward.
"Lin Huang, don't do this nonsense! The great enemy of the human race is coming, and the evil god must be one step closer to strength. There are thousands of living beings in the world, but we, the four ancient tribes, are the ones who are the leaders. We should go forward to protect the human race!"
"Now, for the sake of your own selfish interests and hatred, you are unwilling to give a small amount. You will be regarded as a sinner of the human race and will be infamous for thousands of years!"
The powerful Holy Emperor from the Panyao Temple scolded.
"Human sinner?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it that the Zuojia Ming Cult, which fought bloody battles and protected the common people back then, is still a demon sect that is despised by everyone in the world?"
"Your four ancient clans have been majestic for the ages and are willing to fight for the human race. Why do you need to hold the world hostage with your great righteousness! Hold me, a little holy king, hostage."
"In order to kill me, the four ancient quasi-emperors did not hesitate to take action. In order to kill my senior brother, the six quasi-emperors came... Why should we be afraid of facing the evil clan? Could it be that these few martial arts can help the four ancient tribes?
When the Great Ancient Clan appears, will there be six more quasi-emperors? Or can they create one great emperor?"
As soon as Lin Huang finished speaking, he was greeted by the uproar of 100,000 spectators.
Many people have already begun to curse Lin Huang.
No matter how impassioned Lin Huang's words were, no matter how much hatred he had against the four ancient tribes, when facing foreign enemies, we should share the same hatred.
How can there be any eggs under the overturned nest?
Lin Huang is so selfish and selfish, he is a sinner of the human race.
In the void, many people pointed their halberds and cursed Lin Huang.
Feeling the infinite malice coming from all around, Lin Huang looked cold. He turned his head and scanned the surroundings, and then let out a long roar: "Little Fatty Bai!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hanging force of martial arts descended and headed towards Little Fatty Bai.
"How dare you, little thief!"
A strong man from the Array Spirit Clan was so angry that he was about to rush into the void and tear apart the forest wasteland.
The next moment, the dragon heads of the Thirteen Killers of Mingjiao appeared and guarded Lin Huang.
"Everyone, please work with me to kill this son. He is so selfish and unwilling to fight for our human race and is unwilling to contribute to our human race. Even if he grows up in the future, it will be a disaster for our people!"
The strong man from the Spirit Tribe was afraid, so he encouraged everyone loudly.
However, none of the four major ancient clans made any move. They looked at the Holy Emperor as if they were fools and couldn't help but shake their heads.
If Lin Huang could be killed today, he would have died long ago!
Seeing this, the strong men of the spirit race were speechless and extremely angry.
But Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled, once again holding a long river of martial luck and throwing it out of this world...
In the Eastern Spirit Realm.
Lu Han suddenly opened his eyes. While he was still thinking, his state of mind suddenly rose.
In the void, Lin Huang listened to the loud curses of tens of thousands of people, and the smile on his face became brighter. He seemed to be bathing in the curses and entrusting several martial arts.
Lin Huang smashed one of the martial arts fortunes with one punch, and his voice was solemn: "Belonging to the Huang clan, inherit the martial arts fortune!"
Suddenly, the long river broke into pieces and turned into more than thirty small streams and submerged into the bodies of every disciple of the Desolate tribe.
"Senior Li Taixuan... I wish you can reach the quasi-emperor realm soon!"
Lin Huang held a long river of martial arts in his hand and threw it towards Li Taixuan.
Li Taixuan frowned, thought for a moment and did not refuse. He just sighed and said, "I got on the pirate ship, but I really can't get off!"
Then, Lin Huang threw another stream of martial arts towards Lin Cangxue.
Lin Cangxue raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, but instead of taking over the long river of martial arts, she gathered it together. She glanced at Lin Huang and said through a message: "Keep it for the spring breeze!"
Lin Huang didn't say anything more and looked in Jun Qingcheng's direction.
Jun Qingcheng turned around, her eyes as cold as ice.
Lin Huang shook his head, but in the end he still did not transport the last weapon out... He waved his palms, and the air around him was flying, gradually sealing the long river of martial arts hanging between heaven and earth.
As he breathed... that martial luck turned into a deep ray of light and sank into Lin Huang's eyebrows.
"Martial luck is gone..."
Lin Huang spread his hands and looked at the four ancient tribes and the people on the viewing platform, "You continue to curse, I will listen!"
Lin Huang waved his sleeves and revealed a hint of evil on his face.
Doesn't look like a good person!
On the viewing platform, the shouts and curses suddenly rose. They did not expect that Lin Huang was not ashamed of this, but was actually proud of it!
How can this be tolerated?
Buzz…
However, while everyone was still shouting and cursing, a bell rang in the void again.
Everyone was stunned!
The sixth bell rings.
Six bells ring...the whole family fights together.
At this moment, everyone's expressions truly changed.
If the bell rings five times, it means that even if the matter is very serious and an irresistible enemy has been encountered, the human race must have some hidden methods inherited from ancient times.
But the bell rings six times.
This shows that it is not an irresistible enemy... but that the entire Cangqiong Continent has begun to be in danger.
At least, this is a signal of extreme vigilance!
As the bell rang for the sixth time, storms and clouds arose between heaven and earth.
When everyone turned around, they saw three snow-white voices floating in the air.
Those three people were uniformly dressed...
...White clothes decorated with seven stars!
The only difference is that they have different ancient seal characters on their collars.
son!
ugly!
Yin!
"This is……"
Someone looked at the three figures floating in the sky, opened their mouths, and then said in shock:
"The top three deacons among the twelve deacons of Tianji Pavilion!"
"You guys are really in a good mood..."
In the void, the deacon of Tianji Pavilion spoke, with an indifferent expression, and his voice penetrated the heaven and earth, "The evil tribe massacred my human race for seven hundred thousand miles in one day, and the blood flowed into rivers, and the mourners were everywhere! The evil god sacrificed tens of thousands of people in order to ascend to the throne of the Great Emperor.
Bit! I didn’t expect that you guys seemed to know nothing and could still fight among yourself here peacefully!”