Listening to Ji Sansheng's words, Lin Huang's outstretched hand suddenly hesitated...
Then Lin Huang nodded and held the Buddha's relic in his hand.
When the Future Bead was held in his hand, he felt a majestic and mysterious power suddenly pouring into his body, and there was a connection with the Heavenly Shura in the Xuanwu world inside his body.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and cupped his fists at Ji Sansheng.
This Buddha relic was obtained relatively easily.
past.
Now.
future.
Including the Buddha's relic that he had obtained from the Wuchan Temple in Donglingjing, Lin Huang had obtained four Buddha's relics in total.
The first three Buddha relics have allowed Heavenly Asura to evolve into an Earth-level martial spirit, and he was born with the Asura Path.
I don’t know how far I will advance after fusing this fourth Buddha relic.
What earth-shaking changes will happen to the Heavenly Shura in the body?
...I don’t know if the ominous legend about the relics of Buddhas and gods is that they are possessed by heavenly asuras, which can turn people into demons with a single thought and no longer have any chance of life.
If so, then Lin Huang has already escaped.
Even if he is possessed by Heavenly Shura and becomes possessed by a single thought, he can now wake up at the last moment.
If not...
Lin Huang tightened his grip on the Buddha relic in his hand. After reaching this point, he could not give up no matter what, and could only go on step by step.
Even if it is a dead end!
In the light of Ji Sansheng, Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the magma in all directions, frowning slightly...
If this place were to abandon the destructive power of magma, it seemed to be absolutely safe and would not be disturbed by anyone.
However, the only prerequisite for this is that Ji Sansheng's help is needed.
As soon as Lin Huang looked up at the latter, Ji Sansheng shook his sleeves and said with a smile: "Are you really desperate for your life?"
Then, Ji Sansheng pointed at the cracked abyss under the bronze earth, "You really don't know how violent the fusion of Buddha and God's relics will make the things under this abyss become?"
Lin Huang honestly shook his head.
He really doesn't know.
Ji Sansheng was too lazy to explain to Lin Huang, but suddenly raised his head, seemingly looking at the top of the giant sea of lava, and said with slightly narrowed eyes:
"Besides, you don't have time anymore!"
After saying that, a desolate smile suddenly appeared on Ji Sansheng's face. He waved his hand, and the light penetrated the entire sea of lava.
Lin Huang shuttled out of that light, and was blown to an unknown place by the latter's palm.
…
Qingtian Wufu.
After more than a month of silence, the entire 800-mile Qingtianwu Mansion was like a huge tomb.
The breath of death is solidified all over the void.
It can be said that there is no one in the entire Qingtian Martial Mansion... There are only two or three extremely rickety old men left here.
Maybe it’s for the fallen leaves to return to their roots.
They chose to stay in the Qingtian Martial Palace and live and die with the Martial Palace.
But……
They are destined to die.
At some point, a strong wind suddenly swept over the Qingtian Martial Mansion. The original sea of clouds turned into a swirling whirlpool in just a few breaths.
In the vortex, there is a torrential divine light shining down.
The holy and noble aura suddenly filled the entire void.
In the Wu Mansion, the rickety old men raised their heads and stared at the sky with confused eyes. There was some surprise on their wrinkled faces, but also some indifference.
They were astonished that they had never seen such holy light and such submissive majesty in their lives.
They spent their entire life indifferently, and when half of their bodies were buried in the ground, many of the things they pursued, admired, and despised when they were young were like clouds in the sky...
Nothing more than that!
Above the sky, just a moment after the holy light appeared, countless soldiers wearing snow-white armor appeared in the rolling sea of clouds!
Densely packed...
There are actually tens of thousands!
Each soldier was wearing a golden battle armor, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other. The entire face was wrapped in a golden blue bird-shaped mask, making it look particularly mysterious.
Also extremely noble!
"The style this time is even more majestic than the last time!"
In Qingtianwu Mansion, an old man said calmly.
"Everyone in the Qingtian Wufu is gone, so what's the point of being so majestic? Who can show it?"
Another old man sneered.
"It's just a pity that the Qingtian Martial Palace, which occupies eight hundred miles, survived the battle a thousand years ago, but now it is about to be completely destroyed!"
"You and I are half dead, why do we still care about these things? Little do we know that in the vast history, how many powerful sects have turned into loess. You and I... will accompany the Qingtian Martial Palace on the final journey.
Suffer it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old men in Qingtianwu Mansion suddenly stood up.
Their stature is stooped.
At this moment, he was standing straight.
They were all covered with white hair and wrinkled faces, but they were standing in the wind at this moment, with smiles on their faces, as high-spirited as when they were young when they came out of the martial arts world. The old man who led them heard a loud roar:
"Come and fight!"
However……
The moment the old man finished speaking, a rustling golden gun fell from the sky.
The golden spear was imbued with thousands of divine power and monstrous cold light, and it roared straight into the Qingtian Martial Mansion.
The next moment.
The body of the old man who opened his mouth and roared loudly had been thrown high into the void. A golden spear penetrated his body, and he was nailed straight to the spiritual cliff of Qingtian Martial Mansion.
But within a breath, the vast dragon roar rang out in the mist-filled sky.
The remaining old men raised their heads angrily and saw four golden dragons appearing in the void, with a holy and ancient aura appearing.
Four dragons slowly passed through the void, and each of them was covered with golden iron chains as thick as a bucket!
At the other end of the bronze iron rope is a golden chariot.
That chariot... was even bigger than the main hall of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, like a giant mountain, and like a heavenly palace. The golden light from the chariot shone through the heavens and the earth, like a sun that penetrated the sky and the earth, piercing everyone's eyes.
Accompanied by several dragon roars, the golden chariot slowly stopped.
Several old people in the Wu Mansion narrowed their eyes, and with their confused eyes they could vaguely see that the jasper curtain outside the golden ancient chariot was lifted, and a middle-aged man walked out of it.
Like a human emperor!
The man wore a tall yellow crown, golden clothes, and a decorative ancient golden sword hanging from his waist. He had a majestic figure, a cold look, a serious face, and stern eyes.
With the appearance of that person, the entire sky was instantly swept by a long river of golden pressure.
The terrifying momentum caused the Xuantian Divine Clan army around the sky to tremble. They knelt down on one knee like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and their voices were like thunder that penetrated the nine heavens:
"Greetings to the Lord Wangjue!"
In the void, the expression of the middle-aged man known as the Emperor did not change at all. He just put his hands behind his back, and his voice was cold and full of contempt:
"Lu Shenzhou, you died too early!"
"Xue Tianjun, you ran away too fast!"
"Li Taixuan, do you dare to show up and fight with me!"
Lord Wang Jue looked so dashing and majestic. He wished he could fight against the most powerful men in the world, and wished he could fight against heaven and earth!
In the Qingtian Martial Mansion, the old men looked at Wang Jue, who was emitting countless rays of light like a human emperor, and were stunned for a moment, murmuring:
"It turns out... to be... a prince in the legend of the Xuantian Divine Clan!"