Looking at the scene in the distance, thousands of warriors were all horrified, feeling only fear in their hearts.
It was a figure covered in blood, like a murderous god appearing in the world.
Liu Cangsheng paused, with a look of surprise on his face.
Lin Cangxue looked at the bloody figure who was dying, and tears suddenly covered her face.
"Brother Lin Huang!"
Jun Qingcheng stared at Lin Huang blankly, then stumbled and ran towards the latter...
On the battlefield, Lin Huang stepped into the void. His blood robe was flying like an ancient battle flag, and his long hair was full of madness and tyranny.
Then Lin Huang roared again, and a simple bronze tripod flew out of the ring, with eight arms and two legs.
The ancient cauldron rotated and vibrated in the void, and thousands of bloody lights spread out from the ancient cauldron, exuding an ancient evil aura.
Suddenly, a Shura soul flew out of the ancient cauldron. It was majestic and ferocious, more than ten feet tall. It was filled with the power to split the sky and break mountains. It seemed that it could hold up a sky and kill the world.
"Martial Spirit Heavenly Shura!"
On the battlefield, Liu Cangsheng was horrified. He looked at the eight-armed Shura in the sky, his eyes filled with strong desire, and his body was covered with long swords like dragons, ready to go.
A buzzing sound.
In just the blink of an eye, the eight-armed Shura sank into Lin Huang's body, causing Lin Huang's aura to rise steadily.
The fourth level of Tianyuan.
Sixth Heaven.
Nine Heavens.
Wuhou realm.
Wuhou Second Heaven.
The Fourth Heaven of Wuhou.
In less than ten breaths, Lin Huang actually crossed a huge realm. A terrifying evil spirit swept through his body, suppressing the entire audience.
Eight-armed Shura.
Possessed by a martial spirit.
Lin Huang's eyes were stained with blood, his face was cold and heartless, and his whole body was filled with overwhelming murderous aura. It was like a Shura appearing in this world, and there was no trace of human emotion left!
Jun Qingcheng's complexion changed drastically. Looking at Lin Huang, who was not filled with murderous aura, his complexion became paler and paler, as if he was falling into the abyss.
Back then, in King Wu's tomb, she witnessed Lin Huang swallowing up endless evil energy.
But evil spirit is the nemesis of warriors...
Either his body explodes and he dies, or he becomes a demon with a single thought, he is ruthless, merciless, righteous, merciless and merciless, and he will eventually die of exhaustion.
Jun Qingcheng covered her small mouth, her dark eyes filled with tears. At this moment, Lin Huang was not only transformed into a demon by evil spirit, but also possessed by a martial spirit.
Now, he has no consciousness, and there is only the vast and desolate murderous intention in his mind. Looking at the thousands of warriors on the battlefield, it is like looking down at the ants in the world.
Long... long... long...
Lin Huang's footsteps moved in the void, making a sound like thunder, and then the figure in blood-clothed flags disappeared into the blood-soaked battlefield.
kill!
Lin Huang roared angrily, and slashed down the demon-suppressing knife in his hand from the air. A vast river of blood suddenly penetrated for ten miles. Wherever the bloody sword light touched, heads rolled down.
"Kill him quickly, he has become a demon!"
A warrior shouted in horror, finally reacting.
"He can swallow the evil spirits of heaven and earth and become more and more powerful. We must not let him become a climate!"
"We must not let this devil cause trouble!"
In an instant, thousands of warriors were frantically attacking Lin Huang. Mountains of swords and seas of swords roared, and they all attacked Lin Huang, vowing to kill him completely.
Unless such a person dies, he will definitely be a formidable enemy in the fight for Long Yuan.
boom!
At the moment when thousands of attacks fell, snowflakes suddenly blew across the sky. It was not heavy snow, but thousands of blood-colored snowflakes, oozing red.
Ten miles of battlefield, bloody flowers overturned.
In the bone-chilling sadness, there is a hint of murderous intention...
The moment Xue Piao appeared in the human world, all the attacks on the forest wilderness were annihilated. Countless warriors who were contaminated by the heavy snow screamed in agony, and their flesh and blood became mutilated in an instant.
On the bloody battlefield, Lin Huang's murderous aura was like the sea, with blood flying in the air, and he walked forward with his hands behind his back. As he swung the demon-suppressing knife, the killing god shot a long-distance shot for ten miles, killing all the warriors in the party.
Wherever Lin Huang walks, everyone will be killed without mercy!
He is like a human Shura, and these ten miles of blood-soaked earth are his Shura battlefield.
But behind the sinister Lin Huang, a girl in red followed him step by step...
"Brother Lin Huang, wake up!"
Jun Qingcheng cried, looking at the increasingly powerful Lin Huang, but Jun Qingcheng burst into tears and did not dare to take even one step closer to Lin Huang.
Now, Lin Huang has become a demon.
In his mind, there was no mercy, no justice, no gods, no Buddhas, but endless thoughts of killing.
On the battlefield, Lin Huang was still moving forward, with bloody robes flying around his body, as if covering the sky.
Lin Huang raised his hand and headed towards Long Yuan.
Holding the Dragon Yuan in his hand, Marquis Wu looked at Lin Huang who was coming to kill him, his expression changed drastically, and then he swallowed the Dragon Yuan decisively.
Bang.
Lin Huang suddenly punched the latter, directly killing him into powder, and then held Long Yuan in one hand.
Everyone in the field was even more horrified.
Even if Lin Huang becomes a demon, he is still in the fourth heaven realm of Wuhou, but he can still kill Wuhou with one punch. It is really terrifying.
"Brother Lin Huang, be careful!"
Jun Qingcheng suddenly shouted.
Above the void, Liu Cangsheng stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the bloody forest wilderness below, his eyes full of disdain. And above his head, a giant sword was floating, emitting a golden holy light that reached the sky.
"The Heavenly Asura Martial Spirit...it really takes no effort at all to get it!"
Liu Cangsheng said with a conceited smile. As he waved his arm, the huge sword that reached the sky with the force of the mountain collapsing and the earth splitting was slashing towards the forest wasteland.
boom.
There was a loud noise, and under the golden giant sword, Lin Huang's body was as small as an ant, but he stretched out his fist and punched the giant sword.
Click.
With one punch, the golden giant sword shattered into pieces.
Um?
Under the sky, Liu Cangsheng frowned for the first time. He never thought that Lin Huang was so powerful, but then he smiled. The stronger Lin Huang was, the more terrifying Tian Shura was.
On the battlefield, Lin Huang suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Cansheng, whose purple clothes were flying above his head and his body was exquisite. An astonishing murderous aura suddenly flashed through his blood-red eyes.
Then, Lin Huang turned into a blood shadow and slashed towards Liu Cangsheng.
"Things that don't overestimate your own capabilities, even if you become a demon immediately and your strength increases greatly. But you want to fight me, Liu Cangsheng, but you don't have the qualifications!"
Liu Cangsheng sneered, waving his long sleeves, and a sword river waterfall appeared behind him. Thousands of swords surged in the waterfall, showing the momentum of a dragon, piercing the heaven and earth.
Before Lin Huang could get closer, Liu Cangsheng smiled sarcastically, and the sword river rolled down like thunder from the nine heavens.
In the blink of an eye, Jianhe completely buried Lin Huang.
"Kill the God of Death with one strike!"
In the void, a cold and heartless voice suddenly sounded.
Just like the scene in the Snowy Land, Lin Huang surged up from the Sword River, floated in front of Liu Cangsheng, and struck towards the latter with a single blow of his sword.
Keng.
With a crisp sound, Liu Cangsheng stood with his sword in front of his chest, blocking Lin Huang's demon-suppressing knife.
"Very good, I actually got this young master injured!"
Liu Cangsheng's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. His dark eyes were filled with leering murderous intent, and a huge sword wheel appeared behind him.
The sword wheel rotated, and thousands of long swords roared out, hanging in the void.
"Thousand Swords Sacrifice the Moon!"
Liu Cangsheng shouted coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, thousands of long swords gathered into a huge crescent moon, and countless sword lights shone like the brightness of the bright moon, covering the world.
"kill!"
Liu Cangsheng chuckled, Thousand Swords Sacrificing the Moon exuded an ancient and sinister aura, cutting through ten miles of void and heading towards the forest wasteland to kill.
Under the long sky, Lin Huang looked up at the moon that covered the sky. A dangerous light seemed to flash in his cold blood-colored eyes.
Then, Lin Huang embroidered the magic sword in his left hand and held the demon-suppressing sword in his right hand.
Just at the moment when the moon was setting, the two swords came out of their scabbards and started fighting brazenly...