Lin Huang was hunted down on the twenty-seventh day.

Qinglong Mountain Range.

Heavy rain.

In a dark sinkhole, Lin Huang was covered in blood, lying on the wet weeds, chewing bitter pills in his mouth, replenishing his meager vitality.

Up and down the body, there are more than 20 rolls of skin and flesh.

There are four places where the bones of the forest are exposed.

Most of the wounds had already scabbed, but some of them had cracked open again because of Lin Huang's movements, and blood continued to ooze out.

The entrance to the sinkhole had been sealed by the forest wilderness, and the air inside was gradually thinning, and he only had less than half a day to repair to cope with the big battle that followed.

A few days ago, that is, on the twenty-third day after being hunted down, he was besieged and killed by Han Qixiu's Yin Gun Array and several Tianyuan, and he tried his best to get out of the encirclement.

However, the price paid by Lin Huang was to fall to the Tianyuan One Heavy Heaven.

If it weren't for the price of falling into the realm in exchange for a short period of powerful power, Lin Huang would never have been able to fight out of the encirclement.

On the twenty-fourth day, Lin Huang forcibly rushed to the realm and re-entered the Tianyuan Double Heaven.

On the twenty-fifth day, Lin Huang encountered a wave of mercenary groups, two waves of assassins, and people from the Shangguan Dynasty, and fled into the river after killing three people.

On the twenty-sixth day, he met Elder Qianyin Valley and was seriously injured in three places and escaped by chance.

Today, it is the twenty-seventh day, and Lin Huang only has half a life left, but his eyes are still sharp, and his dark eyes are full of boiling battle intent.

In the face of hunting, he is not a god and cannot be avoided.

However, this is not yet his limit, and he can fight again.

He once faced Liu Cangsheng's pursuit, and he encountered more difficult predicaments than this. In order to escape, he jumped over the cliff, buried himself in the soil for half a month, slept in the corpse pile for 18 days, and climbed 300 miles with heavy poison.

Therefore, at this time, even though Lin Huang was facing the siege of as many as 100 Tian Yuan, he still did not despair.

He just needs to rest for half a day.

As long as he doesn't die, he can kill again.

In the dark sinkhole, Lin Huang closed his eyes slightly, and his divine sense went to the depths of his soul, quietly looking at a light cluster hidden in it.

That's Yang Xuangan's martial arts inheritance, Cross Yama!

Not long ago, when Lin Huang broke through the Tianyuan realm, he could sense the existence of this light group, but at that time, he was forced to put it on hold.

In the sea of knowledge, the light cluster is like a round of sun, emitting a blazing light.

And under the dazzling light, there was a dark aura circulating.

The two completely different auras were intertwined, exuding amazing fluctuations in the Dao, which were dozens of times more terrifying than the power of the King Tu Hegemony.

Cross Yama, Yang Xuan felt that it was from Xiao Yishan's martial arts.

Lin Huang also knows that this is the third type of dominating the world.

In the back mountain of Qilin Peak in the Drifting Snow Palace, Yan Zangfeng also once said that killing the god with one sword, snow drifting in the world, and the cross Yama, add up to the three knives of the nose passage.

And the three knives of the nasal passage are the real first moves to dominate the world!

In the cave, Lin Huang took a deep breath, and then his soul headed towards the light cluster.

Only when his soul touched the light cluster, Lin Huang's face paled slightly, and he only felt two amazing swords slashing out from the light cluster, instantly stirring the sea of consciousness to shake.

Two completely different breaths, also with a manic aura, rampage.

One of them, like a soul scythe from hell, looked extremely black, and the sword was full of fierce and cold aura.

The other one, like the sun in the world, exudes an incomparably hot breath, making people dare not look directly.

The two sword shadows met in the sea of self-awareness, and then exploded violently......

Ahem!

Lin Huang coughed violently twice, and his divine consciousness was suddenly ejected from the sea of consciousness by a powerful force.

Call......

Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, although the first temptation was fruitless, but he was not disappointed at all, but was a little excited.

Being able to force one's divine consciousness out of the sea of consciousness can only show the strength of the cross Yama.

"It seems that it is really similar to Wang Tu Baye!"

Lin Huang muttered, the two completely different auras in the sea of consciousness are the same as Wang Tu's hegemony, the principle is similar, but it is too powerful.

Lin Huang also understood why the Mo brothers were able to comprehend the Cross Yama in the first place.

Then, Lin Huang did not continue to perceive the mystery of the Cross Yama, but took out a dross picture scroll from the ring.

The picture depicts a young man in sackcloth, stepping on a bald bird.

The person on the picture scroll is Lin Huang's second senior brother Qin Changsheng.

At the beginning, in the Falling Snow Forbidden Land, Lin Huang relied on this picture scroll to understand Qin Changsheng's past and perceive the will contained in the martial arts, so as to cultivate the Killing God with a sword to the ultimate realm, and also learned the Snow Drifting World in a few breaths.

"I hope this time, I can get something!"

Lin Huang looked at the scroll in his hand and muttered. And as soon as the color faded later, the divine consciousness was integrated into the picture scroll, and Qin Changsheng's notes were opened again.

Last time, Lin Huang saw Xiaoxiao faint to death, and Qin Changsheng created a snow drifting world.

In the notebook, Qin Changsheng's handwriting was no longer as naïve as before, and every stroke was full of the sharpness of the blade, and at first glance, it looked like thousands of knives leaping onto the paper.

"Seven hundred and forty-nine years of the Sky Recording Machine. In the past five years, I have traveled all over the Firmament Continent, stepping on seven forbidden areas, eighteen Jedi, and ninety-four secret realms!"

"I think that in these mysterious places, there will always be the Sacred Heart Bodhi and the Ancient Nirvana Pill, as long as I find these two things, I will be able to make Xiaoxiao wake up, and I will no longer have to lie in the cold snow coffin!

"But I was disappointed, even hopeless. There may not be these two things in this world, otherwise I can't find them. It's likely that Master deliberately lied to me in order to keep me alive!"

"But I didn't dare to ask Master. Because I'm afraid he'll tell me that he's lying to me again. I was very confused, I suddenly felt that there was no Xiaoxiao in my life, and I didn't know where to go. Even if I learn the magic skills, it doesn't make sense, Xiaoxiao...... The second senior brother is very stupid, you get up and tell the second senior brother what to do, okay!"

"On this day, I was so drunk!"

"It was the first time I got drunk, and I felt that alcohol was such a good thing and made me forget a lot of things. But why, in the haze, I vaguely saw Xiaoxiao's smile!"

"When I woke up, I found myself bound, wrapped around and around by the chains of the Darkiron God, tied to the cross. The spear pierced my arms, legs, lower abdomen, shoulder blades, and chest......! It seems that my persecutors must be very afraid of me!"

I chuckled softly, and I broke free from the rope. Looking at the gloomy hall around me, I only saw tens of thousands of heads surging, looking at me with a look of jealousy."

"I know what they're afraid of, because my name is Qin Changsheng!"

"When I saw the burly figure behind tens of thousands of people, my heart was suddenly filled with anger. I suddenly discovered one thing, in the past five years, in order to resurrect Xiaoxiao, I have been looking for the Sacred Heart Bodhi and the Ancient Nirvana Pill, but I forgot to take revenge. Avenge my parents, and avenge Xiaoxiao!"

"And today, that pitch-black figure is right in front of my eyes, and the world calls him - Holy Heavenly Yama!"

(End of chapter)