The darkness is gone.

All the supremes have fallen, but he is independent.

In the void.

There is no black and white supreme figure for a long time.

It was as if he had never appeared, not only him, but also the Supremes.

There, it's just him!

Lin Tang!

He just stood there, the three-foot black sword in his hand, lonely and proud.

His gaze looked down on the common people, and his face was calm.

But under that pair of indifferent eyes, everyone was covered in cold.

He seemed to be laughing,

Laugh at the inadequacy of everything.

At this moment, the world is quiet.

The whole people of hell raised their heads, but they were silent.

It's over......

It's all over!

It's just that this ending is far beyond everyone's expectations.

is never looked down upon, but killing is comparable to life and death.

From Jedi Crisis, to a moment of calmness, even slashing the Supreme.

No one can do it...... Under such a crisis, Mo said that it is a fourfold existence of the Heavenly Palace, even if it is a half-step, it will fall here.

But......

He's still there.

And the one who wanted him to die, but died!

He's a legend!

A legend that shatters all kinds of impossible existence.

And his name is called: Lin Tang!

"From today onwards, hell will no longer be hell, but Lin Tang's world!"

"From today on, hell will no longer be honored by Jiuluo, but by Baiyue!"

"From today onwards, this hell, except for the existence below the eighteen halls, there is only one supreme!"

"His name is Lin Tang!"

In hell, countless people looked at him and whispered.

The sound travels far, far away......

From Jiuluo, to the eighteen cities, cross the Yellow Spring, and step on the Nai He Bridge......

It reached everyone's ears.

White Moon City, all the ghost cultivators who surrounded the entire White Moon City, and the blood slaughter of the Judge City and others stopped the weapons in their hands......

They are already fighting.

When the judge supreme died, the black and white supreme and others died, they had already killed!

In the smoke of gunpowder.

Just now......

They stopped.

Raising their heads, looking at the distant void, the half of the sky stained with red blood, even though it was nearly a million miles away, they could see it very clearly.

Bai Yue and the others had blood on their faces.

They also stopped.

A smile appeared on his face for the rest of his life: "Finally, it's over!"

This is true for countless people......

However, there was not much of this kind of smile, and Bai Yue had already suddenly ordered: "Kneel!"

"Get on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

The legendary killing sound of the entire White Moon City.

The blood slaughtering army, a 100,000-strong army composed of countless ghost cultivators, gritted their teeth, and finally knelt down......

They no longer have the courage to resist.

The world is silent......

But this is not surrender!

It's a humiliation!

Because this means that their group of hellish people, starting today, will bow their heads in front of this yang people, outsiders who have come from the unknown land!

Thundered!

There was a thunderbolt......

The dark clouds that had shrouded him for half a month were torn apart under this thunderstorm......

There was a rain of blood dripping.

At first, it was small, but slowly, it became a pouring rain.

It was as if it was about to wash away the blood and smoke of the ruins all over the ground.

However, the smoke of gunpowder can be dispersed, but the blood cannot be wiped out, because the rain is already red.

Lin Tang didn't speak.

He was still holding the three-foot black sword in his hand.

Someone is stepping into the void.

That was Li Lingfeng, Lin Tang's servant......

He still stood respectfully beside him, Lin Tang was speechless, just took steps, stepped into the void, and walked towards the distance step by step.

Li Lingfeng hugged his sword and followed behind him,

No one dared to stop them, they could only watch Lin Tang stay away quietly and with complicated eyes......

Until, it gradually disappeared into the edge of the sky.

Lin Tang is still walking......

It wasn't until he walked hundreds of thousands of miles away and there was no eyes nailed to him that he stopped.

"Li Lingfeng!"

He spoke.

The voice was a little hoarse, a little weak, no, it should be very weak.

"Sir!"

Li Lingfeng said.

"Go back to White Moon City and bring a word to White Moon!"

Lin Tang raised his head and looked in the direction of Bai Yue.

Those eyes, scarlet, with blood flowing, but even if it was bloody, he didn't have any fear: "Tell her that within five years, the deity wants the entire Nine Luo and Eighteen Cities to be completely calm, if someone is not convinced, then ...... Bloodbath Nine Luo Eighteen Cities!"

"Even if it is bloodstained for nine days, millions of miles of corpses?"

Li Lingfeng asked.

"Even!"

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, bloody blood, and hell is turned into a slaughterhouse.

He's a butcher!

But this hell is the real slaughterhouse!

If you fight by yourself, you will disappear for a long time, and this period of time is the most difficult period of time in White Moon City.

They won't stop killing!

Because, the killing will find them.

It is better to sit and wait for death, it is better to let everything follow what you can control!

This is the best plan!

Even though, the blood stained for nine days, and the corpses were ambushed for millions of miles!

Lin Lingfeng was not speaking.

But he didn't have the idea of going directly, but looked at him......

"Go ahead!"

Lin Tang spoke.

Li Lingfeng's eyes shone with a complicated look, he didn't speak, turned around, turned into a long rainbow, and walked in the direction of White Moon City.

In the void.

Lin Tang stood......

He chuckled, his face became extremely pale again, and inside the mountain of blood, there was a roar, it was a mountain of blood, and it was constantly collapsing......

This mountain of blood never stops.

"Really...... Is it so miserable?"

He smiled bitterly......

Look into the distance and fly away......

However, about to fly out of the land of tens of thousands of miles, above the mountain range, an even more terrifying explosion suddenly came out of Lin Tang's body.

It was also at this time......

Lin Tang, who was originally flying, suddenly fell from the void.

Darkness strikes......

The last thought was to cry and laugh: "I didn't expect it...... Still didn't resist ......"

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453 years of the ghost calendar!

White Moon City suddenly gathered countless people from the Nine Luo and Eighteen Cities belonging to White Moon City in White Moon City.

A month later.

Suddenly, the sword pointed at the largest sect in Breaking Heaven City, the sect of Breaking Heaven.

Breaking the Heaven Sect, all the doors are destroyed......

At the same time, there is no one in the Sky Breaker City!

In the same year, the city lord of White Moon City fought in the North Styx Mountain, killing the Northern Underworld in the sky above the Yin Yang Black River.

454 years in the ghost calendar!

The second year of Lin Tang's disappearance!

The forces that are about to move appear, and in the face of the violent rule of White Moon City, rebels continue to appear.

White Moon City Blood Shadow, attacking with all its might.

Kill tens of thousands of ghost cultivators, and affect the sect!

455 years of the ghost calendar!

The union of the hundred major sects is simply White Moon City......

Everywhere he passed, not a single grass grows, the killing is exhausted, the blood flows like a river, and millions of corpses are ambushed!

Similarly, the White Moon City Lord broke through the Heavenly Palace realm.

In the sky above White Moon City, kill the eightfold powerhouses of the Heavenly Palace, and suppress the hundred major sects in one fell swoop!

456 years in the ghost calendar!

The number of deaths in hell exceeded one million, and the name of the White Moon Venerable was trembling when he heard it.

Countless rebel forces, hiding underground, looking for an opportunity, are bound to cut off the white moon!

457 years of the Ghost Calendar......

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