When the dawn of the morning pierced the earth, the dawn dispelled the darkness, and the forest barren on the void of the Wuzen temple was covered with dew, and fell in front of the pagoda with a long sigh.

The city has left, and the Yin Yang Valley is about to be born.

The Eastern Spirit Realm must be a catastrophe.

The only thing Lin Huang had to do next was to cut through the moat in front of him and step into the realm of Wuhou.

In front of the pagoda, Lin Huang glanced at Bai Xiaopang and Lin Cangxue, and then said, "I need to cultivate in the pagoda for a while!"

Lin Cangxue nodded calmly, Lin Huang wants to cultivate, she also needs to cultivate, and truly enter the realm of Wuhou.

Bai Xiaopang is scratching his ears and cheeks, and he is very reluctant to stay in this place where birds don't, where is the outside world of flowers and flowers that makes people feel happy.

"If you dare to go down the mountain, I will break your legs!"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and stared at Bai Xiaopang seriously.

"Hey......

Bai Xiaopang rode on the big white cat and moved his buttocks, "This place is very good, don't go down the mountain!"

Lin Huangleng snorted twice, nodded to Lin Cangxue, and then stepped into the pagoda.

......

In the pagoda where the light of the Buddha shines, the forest barren sits in the center. The vitality of the whole body is like a fairy leaping, tightly wrapped in an ancient Buddha god relic.

Lin Huang's expression was quiet, like a Buddha who was not happy or sad, looking at the shining Buddha relics in front of him, and his slender ten fingers slowly flicked.

The relics swirled in their palms, and the runes around their bodies shone brightly, diffusing one palpitating aura after another.

In the Xuanhai, the Heavenly Shura sat on the pitch-black sea with a blank expression, looking up at the sky, as if he was expecting something.

Call......

Suddenly, Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his ten fingers suddenly clenched hard, causing the Buddha God Relic to hissed violently, turning into a streamer, along Lin Huang's arm, into the Xuan Sea.

......

The rivers turn, and the time does not stop!

In the ancient temple deep in the mountains, after the recent war, the tranquility and tranquility of the past have been restored again.

In front of the Wuzen Temple, Cisheng was dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain gate and reciting Buddhist scriptures, but his mind could not be peaceful. He knew that in the pagoda in the back mountain, there was a person with deep demonic thoughts who was about to be born.

But there was nothing he could do.

Outside the pagoda, Lin Cangxue sat on the ground in white clothes, with a three-foot Qingfeng in front of her. When you close your eyes and wave your palms, you will attract the vitality of the eight directions into your body.

On the other side of the pagoda, a big white fat man of more than 400 catties was sleeping soundly.

And the world outside the ancient temples in the mountains has been stormy......

A month after Lin Huang entered the pagoda.

Under the vast night sky, the inner domain of the Qinglong Mountain Range began to exude a dead silence at some point. The forest was silent, the birds and beasts were silent, only vaguely, and suddenly the crow cries sounded, which was terrifying.

It was a harbinger of death.

In just a few breaths, the crow's voice was loud, like the cry of thousands of devils, making the forest terrified and the beasts crawling.

Hundreds of miles in the sky, suddenly clouds gathered.

Suddenly, a pillar of blood rushed straight into the sky, and the blood-colored light stained the entire continent red.

In the Tiance Building of Xuanyuan Mansion, the sleeping tiger suddenly sat up in shock, and rushed into the sky between his clothes. Looking at the sky-high blood pillar, his figure shook slightly.

Like the dormant eyebrows of the mountains, the eyebrows are slightly condensed, and the face carved by the knife reveals a touch of depression.

There is also a touch of the determination of a strong man to die.

This night, the Eastern Spirit Realm was shaken.

Countless warriors couldn't help but shake their souls when they looked at the blood-red sky above their heads and the crow's cry that faintly filled the void.

Yin Yang Valley is born!

In just a few breaths, the Xuanyuan soldiers who rushed out of the Tiance Tower let out a long roar, and the sound penetrated the Northern Yan Dynasty up and down like thunder:

"Where is the Xuanyuan army?"

"In!"

In the dark night, millions of roars were suddenly heard, condensing, shaking the sky and causing turmoil in the mountains and rivers.

Everywhere in Dongling, whether it is a martial arts powerhouse, or an ordinary person, or a Confucian court, the rivers and lakes are reckless...... They all couldn't sleep at night, and they felt that the world was about to collapse.

At the top of the Drifting Snow Palace, the one-armed middle-aged man looked at the sky-high blood pillar in the distance, and sighed with vicissitudes in his eyes.

An ancestor of Qianyin Valley rushed out of the secret room with a shocked expression.

Heavenly Thunder Sect.

Wind and rain building.

Top 10 Dynasties......

It wasn't until half an hour after the blood pillar appeared that Qin Xuance in the Tiance Tower looked at Xuanyuan in the void, and said loudly: "Yin Yang Valley is above the dragon head of the Qinglong Mountain Range!"

In the void, Xuanyuan raised his head slightly, and the surging battle intent filled the world in an instant.

This night.

The Yin and Yang Valley of the Eastern Spirit Realm was born.

......

In the ancient pagoda, Lin Huang's body was covered with dust, and the latter's face was calm, but his body was already overturned, and he had encountered the most dangerous thing in his life.

The third Buddha god relics are not as easy to integrate as imagined.

When the golden Sanskrit text around the relics of the Buddha disappeared, the true nature of the Heavenly Asura was revealed in the Xuanhai.

In the Xuanhai, the two Heavenly Shura were like fire and water, and they fought together.

The entire pitch-black Xuanhai has become the battlefield of the Heavenly Shura, and the terrifying aura is permeated, shaking the forest barren meridians and shattering the muscles and bones.

And the little black dragon had already escaped from the Xuanhai in fear.

Lin Huang didn't expect that it would be so difficult to fuse the third Buddha God Relic. I thought it would only take a few days. Unexpectedly, there was no progress for a month.

Instead, he let the Heavenly Shura hit himself hard.

Outside the pagoda, Lin Cangxue closed her eyes and cultivated, her body quietly suspended in the void, falling into an ethereal realm.

Bai Xiaopang fell asleep and couldn't wake up.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, but the outside world is already a rumor.

Since the appearance of the Heavenly Blood Pillar that night, the Eastern Spirit Realm has completely changed.

The people of the Blood Spirit Hall who had disappeared for a long time appeared like locusts and appeared in various places in the Eastern Spirit Realm, constantly sacrificing the lives of the living, and making them puppets.

In the Eastern Spirit Realm, the army of puppets that had already been formed seemed to be like a tiger with wings overnight, and everywhere they went, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood, and not a single grass was grown.

In just seven days, the army of millions of puppets actually directly broke through the imperial city of the Shangguan Dynasty.

And in the Wind and Rain Tower and the Heavenly Thunder Sect, there seems to be a change!

In the rivers and lakes, countless forces showed their hideous faces, attacked and killed the Quartet, destroyed the sect and slaughtered the sect, and turned into the minions of the Blood Spirit Palace.

However, in just seven days, the Eastern Spirit Realm has changed from peaceful to bloody and precarious.

Many literati and Confucians sang long songs and wept, wailing endlessly. I only feel that the catastrophe is coming, this heaven and earth are about to collapse, and the Dongling warriors will be like dogs.

Among the four major sects, the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building seem to be going to turn their backs on Dongling!

The Shangguan Dynasty was once so invincible, but it was directly broken through the imperial city by a million puppet army.

The battle of Yin Yang Valley has not yet begun, but the top forces in the Eastern Spirit Realm have begun to attack each other and destroy the city wall, who else can save this East Spirit Realm?

Could it really be that Xuanyuan alone in raising soldiers?

Or is it the martial arts myth of 70 years ago?

If it can really be done, how can the Xuanyuan family end up in the situation of nine veins alone?

In the Eastern Spirit Realm, there were weeping everywhere.

And when everyone felt that the end was coming, and they were sad and angry, on the three hundred miles of yellow sand outside Xuanyuan City, there were millions of soldiers and horses gathered......

(End of chapter)