Facing the condescending attitude of the old monster, Lin Huang in Zongzi was silent for a long time...
"You are not from Cangqiong Continent!"
Lin Huang's voice sounded again.
"Do you think you are from Cangqiong Continent? You are just reincarnated here..."
Jie Jie, an old monster with a life of three thousand, smiled and said, "How big can the Sky Continent be? It seems like you have completely forgotten who you are!"
"Are you from the Ming clan?"
Among the rice dumplings, Lin Huang's voice sounded again.
Um?
The old monster hummed softly, then squatted down interestingly, like a child looking down at the ants below, and said with a smile:
"It seems that although you have lost your memory, you know something. You actually know that I am from the Ming clan!"
"It's a pity that your fate is too tough... In order to curse you, I turned into such a monster. Everything I have now is thanks to you!"
Ming Sanqian's voice was full of hatred.
"Di Tianshu is your master?"
Lin Huang then asked.
"Oh……"
Ming Sanqian suddenly sneered, "Do you want to know my relationship with Di Tianshu? Your thoughts...are not worthy of playing tricks in front of me?"
"But it doesn't hurt to tell you. It was just an abandoned baby I picked up when I first came to Cangqiong Continent. I taught him a little bit of the skills of the Ming Clan!"
There was another silence among the rice dumplings.
Then, Lin Huang suddenly sneered, "So what if you kill me today? So what if you kill me seventeen times?"
"I have such a heaven-defying martial spirit, I will definitely kill you one day..."
Ming Sanqian's expression condensed slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his face. "It turns out that you have not completely lost your memory. You want to know more from me!"
"It's just that... you will never be able to achieve the position of great emperor in your lifetime. And the red hair around you and me is a curse from ancient heaven. This time, you will definitely die again!"
"But I have a heaven-defying martial spirit and will still come back; but you... can only slowly die under the erosion of time and the curse of heaven!"
"Although I can't kill you, and I don't even know who you are, I can kill you, even if it takes hundreds of thousands of years!"
Lin Huang was about to continue talking, but was suddenly interrupted by Ming Sanqian:
"You don't have to be confident, even though you have a martial soul...hehe, it turns out you want to trick me and ask me to tell you what your mysterious martial soul is, so as to explore its secrets?"
"It's a pity...I won't tell you! And...I'm about to find the martial soul to restrain you. Even if you know your own martial soul, it will be meaningless!"
Ming Sanqian spoke very shrewdly. Although he was a little arrogant, he was not stupid at all.
"No……"
Among the rice dumplings, Lin Huang suddenly said, "Even if you don't tell me the name of the martial spirit, I already know its abilities!"
"No matter how many times I die, I can start from the beginning when I was sixteen... This is the power given to me by Wuhun. Save it at the age of sixteen!"
"You are much smarter now than when you died a dozen times before!"
Ming Sanqian grinned, "But so what, when you return to the age of sixteen, you will not remember that you have the martial spirit of Wanjiesheng, you will only remember that you were killed by me.
Got it!"
"Wanjiesheng can keep you appearing. But every time you delete the file... you can't remember the existence of Wanjiesheng. You can only passively save the file at the age of sixteen, because you can't know how to perceive Wanjiesheng."
Living existence!"
Lin Huang regretfully shook his head.
"Really?"
Among the rice dumplings, Lin Huang's questioning voice rang out.
"You have died more than a dozen times, nothing changes!"
Ming Sanqian is determined.
"oh!"
In the midst of the rice dumplings, Lin Huang suddenly let out an ooh.
Then, I saw streaks of rays of light coming out of the extremely dense rice dumplings. The light exploded, causing cracks to appear on the rice dumplings, just like the egg shells gradually breaking.
Ming Sanqian frowned, and as he waved his hand, a scepter suddenly appeared in his hand.
He held the scepter in his hand and pointed it at the sky, and mysterious and evil purple rays of light emitted from his body, "The heavens and the earth will be destroyed, the yin and yang will rush into the eternal... God will come down, and the curse of the eternal world will be punished..."
In the snow-covered sky, Ming Sanqian was chanting ancient spells, as if he wanted to curse Lin Huang. And because of his unnatural act, the red hair around him grew crazily.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a loud noise.
Around Lin Huang, countless rice dumplings woven with blood-red silk threads suddenly exploded, and Lin Huang walked towards Ming Sanqian from the void.
Every time he took a step, the red hair around him began to fall.
In just seven steps, Lin Huang returned to his previous state. And... he seemed to be stronger than before!
Those eyes were shining with black and white light, and they looked up at the sky, seeing countless things full of mysterious veins in the void, coming towards themselves.
Lin Huang shook his head, "You also found a way to restrain my martial spirit, but unfortunately... I am no longer afraid of your curse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rainbow rose up from Lin Huang's eyes, rushed into the cloud sky, and then spread out, forming a yin and yang diagram that covered the entire sky.
When the yin and yang diagram appeared, the mysterious curse power coming towards the forest wilderness in the void disappeared.
In the vast wind and snow, there was a look of surprise on the face of the three thousand people, "How can you escape from the curse? This is impossible! I have tried hard for thousands of years without success!"
Ming Sanqian looked at the red hair around him, with fear and hope in his eyes.
"I won't tell you until you die!"
Lin Huang didn't have any more words to say and just shot it with a palm in the air.
The Ming Sanqian's complexion changed drastically, and he started to flee crazily in the void with his scepter in hand.
boom.
With a loud noise, the three thousand lives were crushed by Lin Huang like a little chicken.
"The art of puppetry?"
Lin Huang frowned slightly as he watched the life of Sanqian disappear in his own hands. The life of Sanqian did not have a real body, but was just a puppet.
Lin Huang turned around and swept across the snowy area...
Then his body moved suddenly, like an arrow in the long wind, and rushed to the top of a mountain in the far north of the snowy region.
Behind the mountain, a portal thousands of feet high is closing.
Lin Huang's eyes were sharp and he could clearly see a figure quickly stepping into the portal.
"Heaven and earth are the heart!"
Lin Huang raised his hand and froze time and space.
The next moment, Lin Huang walked towards the figure under the door...
Buzz.
However, before Lin Huang could get close to the figure, the thousand-foot-high portal emitted an ancient buzzing sound, and an invisible force spread out like ripples, instantly blocking Lin Huang.
Under the portal, the real Ming Sanqian turned to look at Lin Huang in the distance, with a smile on his face:
"Emperor Jintian...wait for me! Next time we meet, I will bring back the martial spirit that restrains you and kill you completely!"
As the words fell, the door gradually closed.
"You don't have that chance anymore..."
At this moment, a mysterious voice seemed to sound from behind the portal.
Lin Huang only heard a scream, and the door was completely closed.