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Chapter 1542 Please teach me

Chapter 1542 Please enlighten me

Looking at the phantom in the sky, Lin Huang frowned slightly.

Now that Emperor Cangtian appears, I'm afraid it's not a good thing.

"I am Cang Tian, ​​the Emperor of the Xuantian Divine Clan. Today there is great chaos, and the mountains and rivers are filled with blood! I am the Lord of the Divine Clan, and I will lead the Xuantian Divine Clan to work together and lead the heroes of the world to guard our rivers and mountains!"

"Of course, the evil clan is powerful! I am here to once again invite the world's heroes to come out of the mountain to fight for the human race, fight for the common people, and fight for heaven and earth!"

Above the void, Emperor Cangtian's voice was low, and there seemed to be suppressed anger in his heart.

"After a thousand years, the human race is in danger. I hope that all forces in the world will put aside their prejudices and hatred and jointly fight against foreign races! Even if our human race fights within, it is our human race's business. The evil race invades, and our vast human race's hundreds of millions of people, Be consistent with the outside world!”

"I hereby order all the sects, aristocratic families, courts, gangs, and clans in the world to grant amnesty to the world from today. No matter whether you are good or evil, you will be exempted from guilt and fight for our human race!"

"In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures should be taken. May the powerful and powerful people in the world work for the overall situation!"

"The four ancient clans of my generation, on behalf of the people of the world, invite the Mingjiao tribe to come out and fight for the world! Thousands of years have passed, and the past is all smoke. Now the beacon smoke is billowing, covering the sky, and I look forward to seeing the Mingjiao sun and moon, the splendid dragon flag!"

"My emperor, Cang Tian, ​​would like to thank you!"

Above the void, Emperor Cangtian actually bowed.

"What does Emperor Cangtian mean?"

Bai Xiaopang frowned, "The four major ancient tribes can't support it any longer? We can only look for reinforcements? This is too incompetent! But with just a few words, do you still want me, the Ming Cult, to come out?"

Lin Huang shook his head, "It's been so long and I haven't seen the Ming Cult show up, so I'm just a little anxious!"

There is nothing wrong with Di Cangtian's words.

In the autumn of the world's crisis, the people of the mainland human race should indeed work together to protect the majesty of the human race.

But……

First of all, the four ancient tribes need to have such a heart to save the world. Otherwise, even if they win today, the evil tribe will come back and the human race will live under the rule of the four ancient tribes.

"This Emperor Cangtian is a bit cruel!"

Bai Xiaopang suddenly spoke.

"The world is in chaos, and many places are in ruins. I think many of the Mingjiao members who are dormant in secret can no longer bear it any longer, but I'm afraid they will be a little confused if they wait for a leader who can lead them out!"

"If Emperor Cangtian says this, he is afraid that some people from the Ming Cult will take action on their own and be exposed!"

Little Fatty Bai has become smarter.

"Indeed!"

Lin Huang nodded, "He is trying to force the Mingjiao from darkness into the light. In this way... the four ancient tribes will at least have an assessment of the Mingjiao, instead of being ignorant of the strength of the Mingjiao like they are now!"

"And once the Mingjiao appears, I'm afraid that in the next step, the four ancient tribes will try every means to reduce the defense line and let the Mingjiao take over the defense line! In this way, the Mingjiao will be attacked from both sides!"

Lin Huang analyzed.

"This old guy is so bored!"

Fatty Bai cursed.

"This is just about being attacked from both sides!"

Lin Huang shook his head and then said, "Obviously, the four ancient tribes already know that I broke the seal and released the evil tribe, but this news has not spread widely. Why is this?"

"Why?"

Bai Xiaopang was very good at answering questions.

"Because this is a sharp sword. Once the four ancient tribes want to take action against the Mingjiao, this will be their reason to take action! Because everyone in the world knows that I released the evil tribe, and I am the thief in troubled times. Even if The Mingjiao made immortal contributions in the war, but as long as it is guided a little, the Mingjiao will still be the same demonic sect that brings trouble to the world!"

Lin Huang saw it very clearly.

"Then let's just ignore it!"

Little Fatty Bai snorted coldly.

Lin Huang shook his head, "This is a conspiracy! We can indeed ignore it. The longer this drags on, the more anxious the dormant members of the Ming Cult will be. If this happens, they will not be able to help but show up one after another! In order to

The life and death of these Mingjiao members, can the Mingjiao resist appearing forever?"

Fatty Bai was slightly stunned and fell into deep thought.

"Does that mean Mingjiao must appear now?"

Bai Xiaopang thought for a long time and then said.

Lin Huang did not give an answer immediately. After a slight hesitation, he shook his head and said, "It really can't be delayed for too long... The mountains and rivers are in ruins, and the blood is not yet cold. Even if there is no Emperor Cangtian, those members of the Ming Cult will appear one by one!

"

Lin Huang stood on the ancient Great Wall of Feng Qingtian, standing with his head raised and looking into the void, "You can find a place to stay by yourself, I want to go somewhere!"

Lin Huang opened his mouth and said.

Um?

Fatty Bai frowned.

"Is there something that I shouldn't know?"

Bai Xiaopang felt a little aggrieved.

"It's not that I can't let you know, it's that you are too weak!"

Lin Huang said calmly.

"You can be very powerful when you are angry. If you fight to the death, you might even be able to fight the quasi-emperor!"

Little Fatty Bai was dissatisfied.

"I'm going to kill the emperor, do you want to go or not?"

"Farewell!"

Bai Xiaopang immediately refused, then looked at Lin Huang, "You don't really want to kill the emperor, do you?"

"Just kidding, do I think I'm going to live too long?"

Lin Huang laughed.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Bai Xiaopang felt that Lin Huang was not that reliable and was a little worried about him.

"I'm looking for my wife, are you looking for her?"

Lin Huang replied that he would kill Bai Xiaopang and his entire army!

Bai Xiaopang opened his mouth wide, this stupid Lin Huang was simply not a human being.

Lin Huang smiled, patted Little Fatty Bai on the shoulder, and his expression became serious, "The Mingjiao will appear in a month at the latest! He will also be the leader in the future, be more dignified, don't

It looks so out of place!”

"I won't!"

Little Fatty Bai snorted coldly.

Lin Huang didn't say much, raised his foot and kicked Little Fatty Bai away.

Then, Lin Huang disappeared completely along the Fengqingtian Ancient Great Wall.



With the appearance of Emperor Cangtian, the Cangqiong Continent became boiling again.

Overnight, countless powerful people emerged.

Most of them don't look like good people.

The mainland has become more and more chaotic... Not all of the evil heretics who were released want to fight for the human race. Some of them still have revenge and grievances.

In fact, less than half of them can let go of the past and run to the battlefield.

However, every time a warrior comes to the battlefield for help, it is extremely inspiring for those who are fighting bloody battles on the front line.

Because they are not alone.

Because in this troubled world, there are always like-minded people who are willing to rush to the edge of death with them.

And in those bloody battlefields...

Suddenly there was a gathering of voices.

"Qin Ming, a descendant of Zuojiaming's sect and ten captains of the Huangzi Camp of the Zhuque Tribe, is here to seek death!"

"Wen Rusheng, a descendant of the Zuojia Ming Cult martyrdom camp soldiers, comes to fight!"



The voices of the Zuojia Ming Cult began to appear on the battlefield.

One after another, figures walked on the battlefield.

They came in great numbers...

I shouted out the voice that had been silent in my heart for a long time.

But not long after... he died on the battlefield!


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