Everyone moved forward for only a moment before stopping.
Lin Huang looked up and saw that the mirror of the Blood Sea in front of him was shattered and full of dense cracks. The cracks on the entire sea surface extended from that gap.
There is a person sitting on the gap.
Wearing a broken and rusty iron armor, he held a long spear in one hand, and the tip of the spear was barbed into the sky. He was in ragged clothes, unkempt, and sat motionless on the mirror, lifeless, like a...dead man.
When everyone appeared, the rotten wood seemed to be alive, but they only raised their eyelids and looked at Xuanyuan Tibing.
"You're here?"
The man spoke hoarsely, his voice seemed extremely dry and boring, as if he had not spoken for many years and had almost forgotten how to speak.
While everyone was still wondering about the identity of this person, they saw Xuanyuan Tibing kneeling on one knee, observing the etiquette of juniors, with a respectful expression, "Xuanyuan Tibing pays homage to Master Tianque!"
Lin Huang was shocked and looked at that person again.
When he first entered the tomb of King Wu, Lin Huang had seen this name in Yang Xuangan's autobiography.
"However, things are unpredictable. Yin Yang Valley will eventually riot, and the evil king will revive. However, the young master of Changge is too young to suppress the evil king!"
"In times of crisis, I had no choice but to enter the Yin Yang Valley with my son Yang Tianque to fight against the evil king!"
This person is Yang Tianque!
The son of King Wu Yang Xuangan!
Facing Xuanyuan Tibing's salute, Yang Tianque remained unmoved and said without the slightest anger, "It's good if you come! If it's a few more nights, I won't be able to defend the Nine Heavens Yang Formation."
“Lord Tianque was disappointed by raising troops!”
Xuanyuan Tibing stood up and said guiltily.
Yang Tianque sighed slightly, "It doesn't matter whether you are disappointed or not. Throughout the next thousand years, the Xuanyuan family has paid much more than my Yang family!"
"I don't know my father..."
Yang Tianque asked.
Xuanyuan Tibing shook his head, "The Eight Detentions in Yin Yang Valley have now completely disappeared!"
Afterwards, Xuanyuan Tibing pointed at Lin Huang and said, "Lord Xuangan's Cross Yama is here to stay."
"Young man Lin Huang, I have met Master Tianque!"
Lin Huang clasped his hands and bowed to Yang Tianque.
Yang Tianque raised his eyes, forgetting to look at Lin Huang, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The Wuhou realm who is less than twenty years old is much more powerful than I was back then, very good!"
Lin Huang clasped his fists and thanked him, then he couldn't help but asked, "I wonder, Lord Tianque, have you ever met Lin Changtian?"
"Lin Changtian?"
Yang Tianque frowned.
Behind Lin Huang, Lin Cangxue immediately clenched her fists, with a look of expectation in her eyes.
"He's awesome!"
Yang Tianque suddenly said, "He appeared once more than ten years ago. But he only stood on the sea for a moment and then left. As for the reason, I don't know!"
Um?
Lin Huang frowned, full of doubts in his heart, and then heard Yang Tianque say, "But before he left, he carved a few words on the sea with a gun, and then these words suddenly disappeared, and I don't know it very well!
"
The more Yang Tianque said, the more confused Lin Huang became.
Entering Yin Yang Valley, in addition to killing the evil king, Lin Huang naturally also wanted to find out more about Lin Changtian.
But now it seems that Lin Huang can only be sure that the latter left Yin Yang Valley alive. Although he feels a lot relieved, he is still a little disappointed.
After discussing this topic, Yang Tianque then looked at Xuanyuan Tibing, "I don't have much time!"
Xuanyuan Tibing nodded, sat cross-legged in front of Yang Tianque, and asked, "I wonder if the evil king has changed now?"
Yang Tianque hissed and said, "In the Martial King realm, there are ten other clones, all of which are in the Martial King realm... This is only what I can see. As for whether there are things I can't see, it's hard to say!"
Everyone in the field took a deep breath and looked very ugly.
Yang Tianque's words seemed to weigh down countless mountains on everyone's heads.
Before, outside the Yin Yang Valley, Xuanyuan raised his troops and killed the evil king's clone step by step. He was full of grace, but that was only at the peak level of the King of Martial Arts.
Compared with the evil king, it is really a big difference.
Lin Huang's expression also looked solemn. As a warrior reaches a higher level in his training, the gap of a big level is terrifying.
If a Wu Hou's combat power value is ten thousand, then the Wu King's combat power value is one hundred thousand.
And when you reach the Martial Emperor realm, it’s at the million level!
Even if ten Xuanyuan Ti soldiers put together, they may not be able to defeat the evil king.
What's more, today's Evil King also has ten clones of the Martial King. In the Eastern Spirit Realm, even if we dig out all the reclusive old guys, we probably won't be able to get even one strong Martial King.
Xuanyuan Tibing's expression calmed down and he looked a little heavy. Then he looked at Yanzang Feng and said, "I can hold off the evil king with the addition of a million troops!"
Yan Zangfeng looked serious, "I can deal with three evil king clones!"
"All the formation masters combined can set up a level five formation that can deal with two clones," Xuanyuan Tibing continued.
"All the warriors combined can probably do it against the two Evil King clones!"
Yan Zangfeng continued.
On the sea, Xuanyuan Tibing tapped his knees with his fingers, looking thoughtful, "Now with this distribution, there are still three evil king clones."
Lin Huang, who was on the side, thought for a while and said, "We may be able to hold back an Evil King clone, but we can only hold it back!"
Xuanyuan Tibing turned his head, looked at Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue, his face seemed hesitant, and then asked: "Are you sure? If we can't delay it, once there is an extra evil king clone, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"Fight to the death!"
Lin Huang said solemnly.
Xuanyuan Tibing nodded, agreeing with Lin Huang's statement.
But even so, there are still two final clones that cannot be found... In the melee between the camps, not to mention the two powerful Martial Kings, even a warrior in the Wuhou realm can have an earth-shaking impact on the battle situation.
"Amitabha!"
Above the sea of blood, the Buddha's voice suddenly sounded loudly again, "The last two clones of the Evil King will be handed over to me!"
Everyone suddenly turned their heads and saw an old monk stepping forward from the far distance of the sea of blood at a very fast speed, ten miles per step.
Within five steps, the old monk had white hair growing on his head.
Holding a spear.
Wearing armor.
Five steps later, the old monk with white hair knelt on one knee in front of Xuanyuan Tibing, his compassionate face full of fighting intent:
"Wuchen Temple Cinan, Xuanyuan Wuhen, a rebellious member of the Xuanyuan family, asks the family leader for a fight!"
On the sea of blood, Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and turned to stare at Ci Nan, "I once said that you will not be allowed to enter my Xuanyuan Ancestral Hall for the rest of your life!"
Ci Nan smiled slightly and said, "Fighting for the word 'Xuanyuan' is enough in this life!"
Xuanyuan Tibing turned back coldly, "Yes!"
Afterwards, Xuanyuan Tibing stood up, bowed respectfully to Yang Tianque, and said:
"Master Tianque, please hold on for a few more days. After raising your troops and planning for a while, you will activate the Nine Heavens Yang Formation to fight against the evil king!"