There seemed to be invisible enemies on all sides.
Now, without Qin Zheng in his hands, Lin Huang has completely let himself go.
Carrying the battle flag of Da Qin, he cut it all the way from south to north.
No need to beg for mercy.
No need to run away!
Anyone he meets, except those under King Wu, will inevitably die.
Gradually, the warriors Lin Huang met were no longer isolated warriors, but gradually came into groups, as many as ten or eight.
Obviously, in order to prepare for the 'Qin Zheng', these warriors began to move out.
Of course, Lin Huang also met him, three or five of them came out together, and then the one walking behind started stabbing him!
Lin Huang was speechless, only killing!
In the chaos and confusion, there is still a vast expanse of white.
But it was full of bloody killings.
Three days.
Lin Huang killed for three days...
He did not touch the powerful person above the Holy King. He felt it slightly and left far away.
However, he became a nightmare under the Holy Emperor.
In just these three days, Lin Huang killed countless people, terrifyingly raising the realm of the Holy King and stepping directly into the Holy King realm.
The beads extracted are equivalent to at least ten ginseng trees.
In the mist, the Great Qin battle flag in Lin Huang's hand dripped with blood.
He was dressed in a white robe that turned into blood, and his face was stained with blood.
This is better, so that others will find it less likely that he is not Qin Zheng.
Then...
Lin Huang found a place and slept there directly.
And throughout the chaos and confusion, there are stone tablets left behind by Lin Huang after the killings. In this way... I believe that the smasher who stole Qin Zheng can see them.
One night later, Lin Huang suddenly opened his eyes.
He started walking in one direction.
For three days, he seemed to have lost his mind and killed indiscriminately in the chaos.
However, he clearly knew that the gods who had entered the chaos had already woven a circle of encirclement.
It's just that during these three days, he didn't touch the encirclement.
Even in order to lure Lin Huang into the encirclement, many of those killed by Lin Huang were released as bait.
Only by stepping into the Holy Emperor can he have the opportunity and confidence.
There is no wind in the chaos, only the rolling mist...
It is difficult for people to see far away in the fog.
But today, it seems a little different.
The sea of clouds rolled like a big wave sweeping across. Between the twists and turns, Lin Huang's figure walked out of the mist.
He held the Great Qin battle flag in one hand and gradually moved towards the relatively central encirclement.
All around, there was silence.
A clanging sound.
Lin Huang suddenly stood still, with the Great Qin war flag in his hand planted on the ground. With a stern look on his face, he scanned the strange surroundings. The voice of his soul sounded in the confusion, covering hundreds of miles in radius.
"Human Race, Great Qin, Qin Zheng is here!"
Without too many words, it is enough to express the intention of declaring war.
The mist surges.
There was movement all around, rustling like a group of rats.
But Lin Huang closed his eyes.
He is sensing...
Sensing Qin Zheng's location, if the other party really came, he would definitely be able to sense it at such a close distance.
However, Lin Huang had a murderous look on his face.
It seems that there is a crazy dragon in my heart that wants to break free from the prison and kill people.
Lin Huang was very disappointed.
He still didn't sense Qin Zheng.
So he was very angry.
In his hand, the Great Qin battle flag fluttered.
Lin Huang still closed his eyes, but he could no longer restrain the murderous aura around him.
The rustling sounds from all directions are getting more and more numerous and louder.
It seems that there are too many people hunting 'Qin Zheng', no less than a hundred.
But Lin Huang smiled...
If Qin Zheng was really lost, his life would not be enough to pay for it, so why not die?
The battle flag sobbed.
Murderous roar.
Lin Huang stood in the mist, with the blood-clothed banner looking somewhat majestic and domineering.
The next moment, a beam of light suddenly shot out of the fog.
Lin Huang danced the battle flag in his hand!
There was a bang.
Before the light arrived, it exploded in the air. A blue bead fell to the ground and was directly sucked into Lin Huang's belly by opening his mouth.
"Is the Martial Emperor worthy of participating in the war?"
Lin Huang sneered, and then without waiting for the gods to attack, Lin Huang rushed into the fog holding the Great Qin war flag.
Killing blooms in the mist.
Blood splashed out in the mist.
The sonorous sound is endless.
I only saw a lot of light beams, moving in and out of the fog.
boom!
Suddenly, Lin Huang's figure flew out upside down.
He fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Then, several figures walked out of the mist.
Each path has the realm of the Holy Emperor.
Then... no less than fifty figures walked out of the mist, all of them were in the realm of the Holy King.
Finally, more than 700 figures walked out of the mist, and the three floors inside and outside formed a large circle. Among the more than 700 figures, there were 200 Martial Saints and 500 Martial Emperors.
There are only hundreds of strong people here.
These are almost eight hundred strong men.
This scene is hard to imagine!
However, Lin Huang stood up unruly. He held the Great Qin war flag and looked sternly, "Eight hundred gods killed me Qin Zheng, huh... there are seven thousand races who can't see me Qin Zheng?"
This is too crazy.
He was so crazy that all the strong men present frowned.
It is a rare scene for more than ten gods from all over the world to join forces to kill Qin Zheng. In order to kill Qin Zheng, all the tribes in the alliance sent gods to fight, with a total of more than 1,200 gods.
Even gods in the Nine Realms cannot escape death.
However, Lin Huang had no fear at this moment. If these eight hundred gods could work together, he and Qin Zheng would have died hundreds of times ago.
It was like this at first.
The same is true now!
"Qin Zheng...this chaos and confusion is the end of your life. You have been around for too long and it's time to call it a day!"
The leader of the Holy Emperor spoke.
"Here, you are not a god of the Seventh Realm, nor are you Qin Zheng who can defeat the Eighth Realm, you are just a Holy Emperor warrior, and with eight hundred strong men from all races here, you are at the end of your rope!"
Another Holy Emperor spoke.
"It's a glorious death for you, because you didn't die incognito, you died in the hands of the strong ones from all my clans in the world!"
"Emperor Jin Tian has been dead for tens of thousands of years. As brothers, you should have gone down to accompany him long ago!"
"Human race, there is no more Qin Zheng!"
In the mist, the voices became noisier, and the curses became louder.
Whether it is the Holy Emperor, Holy King, or those Martial Emperors and Martial Saints!
It seems that it is a pity to let Qin Zheng die like this.
He was once so brilliant that he brought shame to all the people in the world. Now he must rebuke this thief to relieve the hatred in his heart!
Lin Huang turned his head and looked around, looking at the excited eight hundred strong men, his expression became increasingly cold:
"Too many comments!"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Huang roared and rushed out suddenly on the Wanshi Mountain.
If a flag falls horizontally, you will dominate the world!
Bloody robes were flying and torn, and snow was falling on the world.
In an instant, Lin Huang's treasure body shone brightly, and the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting chanted throughout his body.
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"I want to see how all the tribes in the sky and the eight hundred gods can kill me, Qin Zheng!"