On the battlefield, Li Chunfeng was a little confused.
He couldn't turn his head around.
Lin Huang said he wouldn't tell him too much, but if he didn't tell him, how could he understand.
Enlightenment?
What is enlightenment!
I have never realized this...
In fact, I don’t even know how I reached the realm of Martial Saint.
Just confused.
Why……
So difficult!
Li Chunfeng's face was full of tangles, and then asked: "I heard that when you enter the realm of the Holy King, you need to prune the tree of mood. What is the tree of mood!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, "I know a lot!"
"However, you don't need to worry about the tree of state of mind. All you need to think about is that I want to enter the realm of the Holy King. Even the King of Heaven and I can't stop me. What tree of state of mind do you want?"
"oh!"
Li Chunfeng nodded.
I don’t know if Lin Huang is right, but there should be no problem with him being obedient.
"I remember when we were on the ancient battlefield, you got a dying sapling. How is it now?"
Lin Huang then asked.
"Hey... I'm still going to die!"
Li Chunfeng shook his head in disappointment.
"Only when I practice my sword hard every time, it seems to have a little vitality. Otherwise, it will wither at any time. Just like an old man!"
Lin Huang smiled and said, "It's pretty good, then let it live slowly!"
"Is it powerful?"
Li Chunfeng asked.
"Fujue was so powerful before, but now that I think about it, he should be invincible!"
Lin Huang said.
Li Chunfeng's face suddenly shone brightly.
"alright……"
Lin Huang patted Li Chunfeng on the shoulder and looked at the surrounding battlefield, "How about a competition to see which of us has killed more evil tribes?"
"good!"
Before Li Chunfeng finished speaking, he had already rushed out!
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, held two swords in his hands, and started the massacre!
…
Tianshen Pass seems to be a lot calmer.
Although there are countless fierce battles every day, with smoke billowing and evil tribes constantly attacking Tianshen Pass, human warriors died here.
But all in all, there was a short-term balance between the human race and the evil race.
The evil tribe has not made any big moves.
The human race also fell silent.
Of course, Lin Huang can naturally understand that under this seemingly calm surface, there are countless invisible disturbances surging. Where is the evil god?
What are the quasi-emperors of the human race and those holy emperors doing?
What is Yubei Si planning?
The evil tribe also has a mirror spirit evil god. What is it planning secretly now?
The army of the evil tribe has hidden its head and tail, and has never really moved out. What are they waiting for?
Nothing is as simple as it seems.
But fortunately, it's not his turn to worry about these things now!
Even though he now has the power to fight the Holy Emperor, even if he faces the strong men in the Holy Emperor realm of the evil tribe, he can still protect himself if he wants to. But after all, he has not entered the Holy Emperor realm.
It has not gone back millions of years in the long river of time.
They are not considered to be the pinnacle group of people on the mainland.
In fact, this just fulfilled his wish. He still needs time to hone his skills, although there is not much time left for him.
Forced by the evil clan, he can see the future trend of the mainland!
If you don't have strength, you will be nothing more than a piece of grass and a wild dog on a battlefield where your entire clan may be overthrown.
Since ancient times, the emperor's face, the general's name, and the beauty's skin have all been the most important.
Even if it wasn't for the sake of the common people in this world, he would not allow himself to remain unknown on this battlefield and become cannon fodder in the game of top powerhouses.
And he wants to dominate the battlefield and be invincible in the world.
Not only do you have to be strong.
It also makes the entire Desolate Clan stronger.
Just like the Zuojia Ming Cult back then, Bing Feng pointed out that it was invincible!
Lin Huang was able to gain insights, kill, and accumulate in the seemingly peaceful battlefield confrontation.
The entire Desolate Clan has also been greatly tempered during this period of time.
When Lin Huang led Li Chunfeng to kill outside for three or four days and returned to Tianshen Pass, there was silence within the Huang clan.
Everyone in the Desolate tribe wears blood robes and has iron-blooded faces.
However, their expressions were extremely solemn, and there was no laughter as before!
There were 392 people in the Desolate clan, and now they have expanded to 473 people.
However, ninety-eight new people were added.
This means seventeen people died in the battle!
Listening to Song Changling's silent voice, Lin Huang frowned slightly...
Among the seventeen people who died in the battle, three were warriors in the Saint King realm, and the rest were all martial saints.
The oldest one is only thirty-four years old.
Looking at the solemn and iron-blooded army in front of him, Lin Huang lowered his voice and asked, "Where are their corpses?"
Lord Grim coughed twice. In the battle in the past few days, he also suffered a lot of injuries. "Among the seventeen people, four of them self-destructed! The bodies of nine people were brought back to Tianshen Pass. There are also
The bodies of four people were left outside Tianshen Pass!"
Lin Huang suddenly frowned, his eyes focused like an ice sword.
"This is war!"
Lin Huang's voice sounded at Tianshen Gate.
All the people of the Desolate tribe looked up at him.
"War is cruel. If we want to preserve the beauty behind Tianshen Pass, someone must shed blood and sacrifice outside Tianshen Pass! Who can survive on the battlefield without dying?"
"We can be sad and angry for the death of our comrades in battle, because the soldiers who mourn will win!"
"But they are already dead. It is an honor to wrap their bodies in Smacus and die on the battlefield! And those of us who survive will inherit their will, carry their hatred, and fight hard on the battlefield!"
"The most important thing..."
Lin Huang's eyes were like those of a wolf, cruel and ruthless. He slowly drew out his Kadana knife and said, "Even if we, the people of the Huang clan, die in battle, they should have a place to return to!"
"Those who are able to fight, draw your sword! Go and bring their corpses back!"
Keng...
As soon as Lin Huang finished speaking, the four hundred and seventy-three people in the God's Gate all drew their swords!
Under the bright sun, the sword shines brightly, and the cold air is overwhelming!
The next moment, Lin Huang fell down the Tianshen Pass.
Immediately afterwards, all four hundred and seventy-three members of the Desolate tribe were dispatched, turning into a torrent of steel and rolling towards the battlefield under the Tianshen Pass.
"Lin Cangxue, Ye Wushuang, Bai Chen...were patrolling everywhere, but there was an evil clan that had been in the Holy Emperor Realm, named Dragon Roar!"
"Situ Huangfen, lead the third team to cut off the rear!"
"Wang Xiao, lead four troops and move two wings!"
"Little Fatty Bai is in charge of the army and controls the four hundred households of Xuanhuang in the world!"
"Don't laugh, please let me lead the way!"
…
As Lin Huang's voices sounded one after another, the torrent rushing down the Tianshen Pass underwent a huge change in formation.
Lin Cangxue, Ye Wushuang, and Bai Chen directly came out with their swords and flew across the battlefield for hundreds of miles to monitor the powerful evil men.
Situ Huangfen led dozens of holy kings, and became slightly out of touch with the team, wandering at the back of the team.
Bai Xiaopang's expression was cold and serious. He flew into the air and passed the orders down, causing more than 400 people below to attack in a criss-cross direction.
At the front, Lord Grim was sweeping across with a gun, like a long dragon piercing the sky.
Lin Huang, wearing the Great Emperor's Bright Light Armor, brutally and brutally crushed the evil tribe blocking the way in front of him...
This time go.
Not just to collect the corpses of four fellow desolate tribe members.