The long wind blows eighty thousand miles, once it enters Yin and Yang, there is no time to return!
A month has passed since Lin Huang and Qin Xuance parted ways.
Under the pitch-black night, the blood pillars soaring into the sky in the Qinglong Mountains became increasingly scarlet and terrifying, emitting a shrill roar that frightened people's souls.
On a barren mountain in the Qinglong Mountains, Lin Huang was dressed in white, looking at the pillar of blood soaring into the sky less than a hundred miles away, feeling deeply heavy in his heart.
The roar of the blood crow that pierced the eardrums made him feel a chill in his soul even if he had the realm of Wuhou.
The smell of blood soared into the sky, filling the sky for thousands of miles.
Within a hundred miles of the Pillar of Blood, vegetation dies, and all animals disappear. What you see is endless desolation and decay.
The war has not yet begun, but this entire mountain range spanning hundreds of miles seems to have experienced a trauma. The murderous aura permeated by the blood pillar that soars into the sky has wiped out all life.
Behind Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang had equally heavy expressions.
In this bloody air, they have smelled the scent of countless strong men in the Wuhou realm, and also smelled the power from the evil king.
On the barren mountain, Lin Huang took a deep breath, and his expression became much sharper.
A hundred miles away is the Yin Yang Valley.
It has been the nightmare of everyone in the Eastern Spirit Realm for thousands of years.
Even a family as powerful as the Xuanyuan family paid the price of death for the Yin Yang Valley. So far, only Xuanyuan Tibing and Lu Han are left.
"Let's go!"
Lin Huang stretched out his figure and led Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang towards the blood pillar that soared into the sky.
Between the black mountains and white waters of the Qinglong Mountains, the three of them turned into long winds in the sky like shooting stars, quickly approaching the Yin Yang Valley and approaching the pillar of blood soaring into the sky.
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The vast mountains.
Eternal desolation.
Surrounded by hundreds of barren mountains that are thousands of feet high, like demon gods guarding the world, they form a huge valley that spans hundreds of miles.
The valley was red, like a blood-colored ocean.
In the center of the valley, the blood pillar rushed into the clouds, covering a radius of ten miles, and endless screams came from the blood pillar.
Looking from a distance, there are thousands of blood crows colliding in the blood pillar, struggling to flap their wings, and pairs of blood-colored eyes, like the bloody pupils of murderers in the dark night, which makes people's souls frightened.
Beneath the blood pillar that soars to the sky, the valley is turbulent from time to time, shaking hundreds of barren mountains. It seems that there is a peerless power underground in the valley, which can shake the heaven and the earth.
In the entire valley, in addition to the blood pillars soaring into the sky, there are also surrounding strong winds, like sharp and crazy knives. No one under Tian Yuan can get close.
valley……
It is the Yin Yang Valley.
As early as two months ago, the hundreds of barren mountains outside Yin Yang Valley were crowded with warriors from the Eastern Spirit Realm.
On every barren mountain, there is a flag flying, standing between heaven and earth.
Snow Palace.
Qianyin Valley.
Dongfeng Dynasty.
First floor.
…
And in the center of hundreds of barren mountains, there is a flag that is particularly eye-catching, like a mighty backbone that can support the sky. There are two words painted on the flag:
Xuanyuan!
Hundreds of barren mountains and hundreds of flags were torn in the strong wind, as if they were declaring war on the Yin Yang Valley, making people feel passionate.
Every barren mountain is densely populated by Eastern Spirit Realm warriors.
There is Wuhou who is meditating and closing his eyes.
Tianyuan running back and forth.
Anxious and worried Earth Yuan warrior.
There are also Confucian scholars who have no power to tie a chicken, but are calm and composed.
The woman in red plays the piano and plays a war song.
The old man held a gun and stared at Yin Yang Valley.
…
Beyond the barren mountains, there are millions of troops!
Xuanyuan raised his army of millions.
All of them were waiting, either anxiously or calmly. Waiting for the formation masters from the Eastern Spirit Realm to join forces to set up a world-shattering formation, sealing off the Baili Void, and then they could enter the Yin Yang Valley.
Kill the evil king!
The sky above Yin Yang Valley is filled with dark clouds with no end in sight.
On the clouds, a middle-aged man is tall and tall, his face is as sharp as a blade, his eyes are as deep as the vast ocean, and his every move shows indescribable domineering and perseverance.
Behind the middle-aged man, followed a young man with a calm expression, holding an Asiu golden gun.
In front of the middle-aged man, there are hundreds of formation masters scattered in all directions. Each formation master is a famous figure in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
In the hands of hundreds of formation masters, countless formation seals are chaotic, moving like elves in the void, criss-crossing, forming stunning and dazzling formations containing violent spiritual energy.
In the vast void, thousands of formation seals are flying, hundreds of formations are superimposed, integrated, and connected end to end...
"Do you know why Yin Yang Valley is called Yin Yang Valley?"
In the void, the middle-aged man looked at the hundreds of exhausted formation masters in front of him, and calmly asked Lu Han behind him.
Lu Han raised his head slightly and shifted his gaze from the formation to Xuanyuan Tibing. After thinking for a while, he speculated and said, "Nine Heavens Yin and Yang Formation?"
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled, nodded slightly, and continued:
"It doesn't matter what the Yin Yang Valley was called before. Thousands of years ago, when Ancestor Xuanyuan Zheng sealed the Evil King, he used the Nine Heavens Yin Yang Formation, and this place is like a valley, so it's called Yin Yang Valley!"
"The Nine Heavens Yin-Yang Formation is divided into Yin Formation and Yang Formation! The Yang Formation seals the Evil King, and the Yin Formation seals the entrance to the Yin-Yang Valley!"
Above the clouds, Lu Han thought for a while, and then said, "So more than two hundred years ago, the ancestor Wuxiang also used the Yin-Yang Formation to seal the Yin-Yang Valley again?"
Xuanyuan Tibing shook his head and said with a smile:
"Ancestor Wuxiang is such an amazing and talented person. Looking at the Eastern Spiritual Realm for thousands of years, no one can match the methods of fortune tellers. Ancestor Wuxiang did use the Nine Heavens Yin-Yang Formation to seal the Yin-Yang Valley and Evil.
The king, with the methods of his ancestors, what he wanted more at that time was to use the power of the heaven and earth stars to completely pull the Yin and Yang Valley into the cracks in the void and banish it forever!"
"It's a pity that in the era of our ancestors, there was Cao Yangming!"
When Lu Han heard Xuanyuan Tibing's regrets, he felt extremely regretful and desolate in his heart. More than two hundred years ago, Xuanyuan Wuxiang died outside the Yin Yang Valley.
The Xuanyuan family entered the world and fought their way out of the fifty-year Qingming era of the Eastern Spirit Realm, but they ended up with a single inheritance of the Nine Meridians.
In the land of Locked Dragon, Xuanyuan Wuxiang reappeared and finally turned into a wisp of cloud and smoke.
And the old monk in the Wuzen Temple pagoda.
The forest of three thousand steles outside the pagoda.
"If the ancestor Wu Xiang had not died, with the latter's strategies and methods, I am afraid that the disaster in Yin Yang Valley would have been long gone... God is jealous of my Xuanyuan family!"
Xuanyuan Tibing let out a long sigh and looked a little desolate. However, the latter's tiger eyes were full of perseverance and domineering.
"puff……"
Above the clouds, while the two were talking, something suddenly happened among the hundreds of people arrayed in front of them. A white-haired old man was seen spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was frighteningly pale.
As the old man vomited blood, the formation in his hand suddenly collapsed.
Bang bang bang.
A large formation collapsed, and the large formations that overlapped and connected with it were also turbulent, and there was an irreversible explosion.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xuanyuan Tibing's expression suddenly changed...