Sometimes, Lin Huang feels that his talent is quite good.
After all, he is not yet twenty years old, but he has reached the fourth level of Wuhou, has two martial spirits in his body, and is proficient in formations.
The body is also very strong.
Lin Huang didn't say anything, but he felt a little proud in his heart.
But every time at this time, someone would always give him a fatal blow and make him see himself clearly.
The long steps of thousands of steps have accumulated the pressure of a generation of evil kings for thousands of years. With the realm of the fourth heaven of Wuhou, even climbing to the top while kneeling is enough to be proud.
But Lu Han just walked up casually.
The wind is light and the clouds are light.
Lin Cangxue used one sword after another to cut off the pressure of the last three thousand steps, which was even more terrifying.
As for Little Fatty Bai, he couldn't climb the last thirty steps, but Lin Cangxue killed him and suppressed him, and a big fat man jumped up to the top nimbly.
Lin Huang was very depressed.
He is also petty and has a grudge against the man named Huang Xuanzhi. If the latter hadn't forced his family into the Xuanshuang restricted area, maybe his talent would be as good as the sky!
People are more annoying than others!
After feeling depressed, Lin Huang turned around and looked at the palace ahead.
As you can see from the mountainside, even in the middle of the night, the palace is still magnificent, as majestic as a mountain, and as steep as a sword piercing the sky.
On the huge door of the main hall, the carved Blood Crow totem is full of sacred and unstoppable pressure.
At this moment, the huge door has already been opened. It seems that Xuanyuan Tibing and Yan Zangfeng, as well as the extremely powerful Wuhou, have already entered the hall.
The four people all looked a little worried.
The feeling in Lin Huang's heart became more and more intense. In this hall, there must be the evil king who has lived for thousands of years.
There was no movement in the giant palace, which made Lin Huang feel a little uneasy... If Xuanyuan Tibing and Yan Zangfeng walked into the giant palace, the palace should not be so peaceful.
"Boss Lin and Lu Heitan, we have to make an agreement first. The brothers must settle accounts clearly. The treasures obtained after entering the palace belong to whoever gets them, but they cannot be snatched. They are all people who have read books. They must have
Morality!"
Little Fatty Bai obviously didn't care about the Evil King, his green eyes only cared about the treasure.
Lu Hanhan snorted, "Then you go in first and we'll give you half a quarter of an hour!"
"You stupid bitch!"
Little Fatty Bai gave Lu Han a middle finger. Although he was reckless, he was not stupid.
Lin Huang shook his head and entered the palace first.
Compared to the splendor outside the palace, the light inside the palace seemed extremely dim. It was so dark that even a few people with Wuhou's level of cultivation could not see clearly anything more than a foot away.
It's like entering a dark world!
The moment Lin Huang stepped into the palace, his whole body tensed up and he felt the biting chill from the darkness.
There seemed to be a pair of eyes staring directly at him.
The feeling of being targeted made Lin Huang's scalp numb and he smelled the smell of death.
Lu Han and Lin Cangxue both looked extremely solemn and suppressed their auras to the lowest level.
"Boss Lin, I feel like there is an old widow here, staring at me!"
Little Fatty Bai shivered all over, fearing that his virginity would be taken away.
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, and his whole body tensed up, like a wolf waiting to fight, fearless...
Lu Han took out a luminous pearl, which emitted a faint light in the dark hall, making everyone's sight wider.
There was a pop.
Fatty Bai sat down on the ground, pointed at something in front of him, and trembled: "Lin...Boss Lin, this bitch is alive!"
Lin Huang looked at that thing, his heart skipped a beat, but his expression didn't change at all, appearing extremely calm.
Where Bai Xiaopang was pointing was a statue standing in the center of the hall.
It was just a very ordinary Blood Crow statue, but it looked extremely strange.
Standing there calmly, it feels lifelike, like a living thing. Especially the pair of ruby-inlaid eyes.
As if there is a charm, staring directly at the four people makes people's scalp numb.
Two lines of blood and tears oozed from those eyes, beating in everyone's hearts.
It was obviously a dead object, but the four people present felt the terrifying aura of death...
Fortunately, the four people faced off against the Blood Crow sculpture for a full half-quarter of an hour, and the Blood Crow sculpture did not change at all, which made everyone feel a little relieved.
I also feel a lot more courageous.
Lin Huang walked around the statue. This totem statue was obviously endowed with a charm by the evil king, but this charm was far from being able to resurrect the totem and kill people.
However, even this made Lin Huang feel heavy.
Just a trace of the evil king's charm can have such strong killing intent that it makes people smell the breath of death. So how powerful is the real evil king?
Lin Huang didn't dare to think about it carefully.
Thinking about it will only lead to despair.
"Lin...Boss Lin, then...is that a person?"
In the main hall, Fatty Bai's voice suddenly trembled again, and he pointed to a hazy and unclear place behind the Blood Crow statue.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, took out a luminous pearl, and carefully headed in the direction pointed by Little Fatty Bai.
Behind the statue are nine steps.
On the mainland, nine is respected.
Whenever there is a royal palace, the Jinluan Hall, a powerful family, or a dominant sect, there will always be stairs in the main hall.
Step up the stairs and sit on the throne behind the stairs. You are the master of a clan and the leader of a clan.
The stronger the power, the more steps there are.
According to legend, during the Ming Dynasty, the stairs on the Golden Palace were 9,900 steps long. The leader of the divine dynasty sat on the dragon chair, adhering to the fate and will of the heaven and earth, looking down at the world from high above.
Lin Huang looked at the nine steps in front of him, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
After the nine steps, it should be the throne of the Evil King!
Thinking of this, Lin Huang felt like a gleam on his back, and his whole body was filled with chills. It seemed that the Evil King was really sitting behind the nine steps, looking down at him.
With a snap of your fingers, you can take your own life.
Lin Huang took another deep breath, hugged everyone behind him, and stepped up the stairs step by step... He believed that even if the Evil King really existed here before, then after Xuanyuan Tibing and Yan Zangfeng entered, the Evil King should not be here.
.
Unless two legends died on this ladder.
When Lin Huang plucked up the courage to step up the stairs and saw the throne in front of him clearly, he was a little stunned.
Lin Huang's expression became strange and a little inexplicable.
The same is true for Lin Cangxue and others.
There is indeed a throne in everyone's sight. It is guarded by countless blood crow stones. The crimson blood energy reaches the sky, making it look particularly strange.
And there is indeed a figure on the throne.
Evil King!
But……
Lin Huang scratched his head, turned his head and forgot about the three people behind him. He could see the confusion in their eyes.
I never expected that sitting on the throne was a skeleton that did not look like a human being!
There was a rusty spear pierced through the corpse's chest.
It was this seemingly ordinary spear that nailed the evil king to the throne.
In front of the throne, there was a line of arrogant, domineering and powerful characters, which made everyone look weird:
——Lin Changtian suppresses and kills the evil king here!