But the whistling wind was a bit cold, making people's cheeks hurt.
The top of the spiritual cliff.
Lin Huang and Jun Xingshi stood opposite each other. The biting cold wind blew their robes, which seemed to create a faint atmosphere of tension between the two.
I don't know when Lin Huang started to grow taller.
He was as tall as Jun Xingshi, but not as tall and thick as the latter. From a distance, many disciples of the Qingtian Martial House looked at Lin Huang as if he was a head shorter.
There was a long silence between the two.
Lin Huang wanted to say something, but his throat felt dry. He had rehearsed what he wanted to say after meeting Jun Xingshi thousands of times in his mind. He couldn't say it at the moment. In the end, he just said in a hoarse voice: "I have seen Jun..."
…Palace Master!”
Jun Xingshi didn't respond at all.
He just stared at Lin Huang coldly, with no expression or anger on his face.
It's just that his eyes are sharp, like a murderous knife.
That sharp look fell on Lin Huang, making him feel extremely uncomfortable, like a knife cutting him.
After a long time, Jun Xingshi spoke:
"I didn't expect it to be you, I am very surprised!"
Lin Huang's brows narrowed, then slowly relaxed, understanding what Jun Xingshi said.
Until now, Jun Xingshi seemed calm on the surface, but deep down he was still turbulent. He had never thought that the young man in the battle in the ruins was actually the person in front of him.
At that time, that young man's name was Qin Changsheng.
The quasi-emperor of the human world!
Jun Xingshi naturally understood that it was just Qin Changsheng who borrowed Lin Huang's body.
But this is enough to shock Jun Xingshi!
"What is your relationship with Qin Changsheng?"
Jun Xingshi then asked.
His voice was calm and his expression was calm.
However, it made Lin Huang frown.
For thousands of years, the Xingtian Temple has been patrolling the world and enforcing the law on behalf of heaven. Over the past thousand years, it is unknown how many people from the Demon Sect have been killed. There is no doubt that the huge mountains behind the Xingtian Temple are the legendary four
The ancient tribe.
The relationship between the four ancient tribes and the Zuojia Ming Cult is self-evident.
At this moment, Jun Xingshi stood in front of Lin Huang and asked Lin Huang a question that he had to answer, but the answer might lead to death.
On the top of the Spiritual Qi Cliff, Jun Xingshi turned around and looked at the Qingtian Martial Mansion below. He dusted his iron armor and said, "Rather than scratching and searching, it would be better to be more relaxed. On the way here, I heard that you are not
There are few things to do. Kill Liu Liu Cangsheng, gain the world's most domineering energy, subdue the emperor Jiuyou, destroy Beilin Weiyang, and gain the favor of Li Shasheng, the karma-killing Buddha king. These can be regarded as radiant. Then you
You should also understand that there must be your information in the espionage files of our Xingtian Temple. Presumably Tianji Pavilion’s file on you is more comprehensive. It is only worth billions of spiritual stones at most. I, the Xingtian Temple, can still afford it.
So, do you want me to see your file, or do you want to tell me personally?"
Lin Huang's brows became tighter and tighter. Jun Xingshi seemed to be speaking calmly, but his words were heart-wrenching words, leaving Lin Huang with no way out.
"What is my relationship with Qin Changsheng? Is it really that important to the Lord of the Palace?"
Lin Huang opened his mouth and said.
Jun Xingshi paused for a moment, and the sound of the armor ringing around him was loud, and then his voice gradually became colder, "If there was no relationship, you would tell me that you have no relationship. But if you didn't tell me, then there is a relationship.
…”
Lin Huang's face froze, and he quietly took a few steps back, mentally and physically on guard.
"It's a bit ridiculous to feel like you're facing a formidable enemy in front of a holy king. The giant elephant wants to trample and kill the ants, but it's useless no matter how vigilant the ants are!"
Jun Xingshi turned his back to Lin Huang, and his voice was calm, but as sharp as a knife scraping against Lin Huang's ear.
"You should know that I, the Xingtian Temple, have a thousand-year responsibility. And you still dare to be with Qingcheng. The little bastard is very courageous!"
In the Lingqi Cliff Palace, Jun Xingshi seemed to be talking to the air, his expression calm and cold. He even wiped away a stain on his armor with a trace of leisure, "But how dare you be with Qingcheng and associate with the Demon Cult?
You haven't shown any sign of humiliation until now, so I can't help but let this king take a high look. I will give you a chance. If you survive, we will continue to talk. If you don't survive...then it proves that you are not worthy of being my king.
Son-in-law!"
Behind Jun Xingshi, Lin Huang stood up tensely, "Okay!"
Jun Xingshi hummed softly, then raised his head to look at the clouds and said loudly: "Jun Aohan!"
"The end is here!"
Above the clouds, a sharp voice suddenly sounded. In the blink of an eye, three thousand people came in formation. From the third division of the temple, a young man wearing a black robe slowly walked out.
He stepped on the sixth-level monster beast, the Thunder Demon Tiger, held the pitch-black Annihilation King Spear, his robes rustled like flags, and his eyes were cold and domineering.
roar……
The thunderous demon tiger roared and made an earth-shattering sound, shaking hundreds of miles around like thunder. Jun Aohan, who was above the demon tiger, waved his spear and his eyes fell on Lin Huang like lightning without saying anything.
, the whole body was filled with murderous aura.
"Kill him!"
Jun Xingshi's plain way.
Before the latter finished speaking, Jun Aohan let out a ferocious laugh, his eyes boiling with fighting intent.
Then, the man and the tiger on the cloud turned into black light and headed toward the forest wilderness.
Jun Xingshi patted his armor and looked back at Lin Huang indifferently, "Jun Aohan and Qing'er have been childhood sweethearts for more than ten years. It is impossible to say that he doesn't like my daughter. How many years older than you are, in Xingtian
He is also considered a genius in the temple. Along the way, he has never hidden his desire to kill you. If he wants to be with Qing'er, he must first be strong enough to destroy everyone's thoughts!"
Lin Huang turned his head to look at Jun Xingshi's "well-intentioned" reminder, and calmly replied with two words: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Huang suddenly let out a long roar. He rose from the top of the spiritual energy cliff, turned into a stream of daylight, and slammed into the black light.
boom!
The next moment, a terrifying collision sound erupted in the void, and two figures, one black and one white, were seen flying back, and where the two collided, the void was still fluctuating violently.
But in the blink of an eye, the two people who retreated back charged towards each other again.
Under the void, the thunderous demon tiger roared, and its figure suddenly enlarged, like an unparalleled tiger king descending from the mountain, biting towards the forest wasteland.
At the same time, a black dragon fiercely flew out of Lin Huang's body, flying like a mountain, whipping towards the devil tiger.
On the top of the demon tiger's head, Jun Aohan held the Annihilation King's gun and hunted in his cloak. He jumped up and crashed down towards the top of Mount Tai in the wilderness of the forest.
"Kill the God of Death with one strike!"
In the void, there was blood light shooting from a distance, and the forest wasteland turned into a straight line of blood, rushing towards Jun Aohan in the void.
Keng.
There was another loud noise in the void.
The Annihilation King's Spear and the Instant Sword collided together, causing a long river of Mars to suddenly emerge from the bitingly cold space.
And among the sparks flying around, the two of them flew back upside down again.
Jun Aohan stood with his spear standing tall, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was a little surprised that the latter was actually much more tyrannical than the average Martial King, and it seemed a bit interesting.
Lin Huang was twisting his fingers while holding the Setsuna Knife. He felt his right arm was numb, and his heart boiling with fighting spirit became more serious. He didn't expect that the young man who seemed to be about the same age as him actually had a lot of...
The cultivation of the Martial Emperor in the Third Heaven!