In the field, Qin Xuance glanced at Song Zhimou, who was angry with himself and fell to the ground and died. shook his head tastelessly:

"I was angry and vomited blood and died, maybe I was really blind and regarded you as an opponent!"

Qin Xuance raised his head and no longer paid attention to Song Zhimou, the 'old enemy' who was easily angered to death by him.

"The old mansion master came out of the Eastern Spirit Realm by himself, if you have anger in your heart, find Zhao Changfeng to spread it. I took the lord with me just to keep him safe. According to my calculations, you will arrive at Langya Mountain before dusk at the latest, but you are too late!"

"You know I'm coming?"

Lin Huang frowned.

"The Eastern Spirit Tribulation is together, and the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building are bound to besiege and kill the Drifting Snow Palace. And if you go from the Drifting Snow Palace to the Yin Yang Valley, you can't get around this Qianli Mountain Range no matter what! Do you really think that Langya Mountain is not a dead place except for the Jedi? Will I choose a dead place to fight against Song Zhimou? Or do I not understand the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit, and only use 30,000 troops to rush and kill 300,000 troops?"

"But how do you know I'll be there today at the latest?"

Lin Huang continued.

"Is it difficult to deduce the direction of the protector with the help of celestial phenomena?"

Qin Xuance snorted coldly.

Lin Huang looked at the latter with an unhappy look on his face, and smiled slightly, "Are you okay?"

"If you didn't die in the hands of Song Zhimou, but were kicked to death by you, it is really a great miracle in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"

Qin Xuance shook his head and said.

"Little Xuanzi, why are you so ignorant, Boss Lin is here to save you. Otherwise, you'd have been burned to charcoals!"

Bai Xiaopang put his hands on his two big waists and scolded and scolded.

Qin Xuance raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Xiaopang, "It turns out that you have circled two more times, slowed down, and can't reach Langya Mountain before dusk!"

"You fucking dare to throw the pot to the master!"

Bai Xiaopang was suddenly furious, and he picked up his sleeves and was about to overturn Qin Xuance.

Looking at Bai Xiaopang who rushed over, Qin Xuance stiffened his neck and snorted coldly, without the slightest fear, Bai Xiaopang didn't dare to come nonsense, but it was just an embroidered pillow of more than 400 catties.

And then ......

Smack.

Qin Xuance was knocked to the ground!

......

After everyone left Langya Mountain, Lin Beichen slowly woke up.

Looking at Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue in front of him, the latter's old face suddenly became excited, with tears in the corners of his eyes, but his face was full of smiles, and he said happily: "Don't worry, grandpa is the ninth on the list of famous generals, and he has been fighting on the battlefield for more than 40 years, how can something happen!"

Lin Cangxue snorted and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Beichen's eyes.

Lin Huang sighed, the old man's thoughts, how could he not understand?

Now that he has walked out of the Great Xia Dynasty, the army of blood crows that are rampant in the Eastern Spirit Realm will not be destroyed, how can Lin Beichen go back easily, even if he persuades, he has no way to speak.

The general's home is on the battlefield!

Anything, Lin Beichen can follow Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue, but this matter is impossible.

In this regard, Lin Huang was also very helpless. had to constantly recuperate Lin Beichen's body and firmly tie Qin Xuance to ensure that Lin Beichen was safe and sound.

Since ancient times, famous generals have been like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

For the generals who crisscross the battlefield, this sentence is the highest glory. But for Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue, it was not a good word.

After Lin Beichen fell asleep, among the lonely night tents, only Lin Huang and Qin Xuance were left.

"In the battle of Yin Yang Valley, what are the chances of winning the martial artists of the Eastern Spirit Realm?"

Lin Huang asked.

"Less than 30%!"

Qin Xuance shook his head and said, "As long as the Evil King is born, the entire Eastern Spirit Realm will fall into a storm. Even if Lord Xuanyuan dies in battle, it will not be easy to turn the tide!"

"But all the times the Yin Yang Valley was born, the Eastern Spirit Warriors have all blocked the catastrophe!"

Lin Huang continued.

"It's different!"

Qin Xuance got up and looked at the pitch-black sky outside the tent, "The detention that suppressed the Yin Yang Valley has been cut off, and what we are facing is not an evil king who is tied hand and foot!"

"There is no such thing as Xuanyuan in the world, even if I have the inheritance of the latter. But if you want to build another place of detention to seal Yin Yang Valley, you don't have that strength now!"

Listening to Qin Xuance's words, Lin Huang's brows furrowed.

"And ......"

Qin Xuance suddenly lengthened his voice, attracting Lin Huang's attention, only to see that the latter's face became more and more solemn.

"You will find that in the past two hundred years, the more the Yin Yang Valley has brought more and more calamity, do you know what this means?"

Qin Xuance turned around and asked Lin Huang.

"You mean ......"

Lin Huang raised his head fiercely, "The evil king is constantly getting stronger!"

Qin Xuance shook his head helplessly, and smiled faintly, "Even an ordinary martial artist will become powerful after two hundred years, let alone an evil king! Moreover, the art of the evil king is different from ordinary martial arts, every time Yin Yang Valley appears, the latter can absorb the power of the martial artists of the Eastern Spirit Realm and plunder their souls!"

"Do you know how many people in the Eastern Spirit Realm are being dementored by the Blood Crow now?"

Qin Xuance then asked.

Lin Huang shook his head, not wanting to answer this question.

"There are millions of people who form a large army, and the total number of zeros and bits adds up, I am afraid that tens of millions of people have been dementored by blood crows. As long as the evil king breaks through the seal, he can easily manipulate these puppets, plunder the power in the bodies of these puppets, and make the evil king even stronger!"

Lin Huang was shocked, "But what is the way?"

"What else can be done!"

Qin Xuance smiled freely, "Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, do my best to kill all the blood crow puppets in the Eastern Spirit Realm before the evil king breaks the seal!"

"It's just that this kind of thing hurts the heavens and the peace, you are my protector, but you have to resist!"

Qin Xuance patted Lin Huang's shoulder and said with a flat smile.

Lin Huang pursed his lips slightly, slightly helpless.

"When I was in Xuanyuan Mansion before, you asked me a question, do you remember?"

Qin Xuance said suddenly.

Well?

Lin Huang was a little puzzled, he had asked Qin Xuance questions, but he didn't know that there were hundreds.

"You said that in the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, there should be a way to seal the Yin Yang Valley again!"

Qin Xuance said with a smile, "I also said that there is indeed a power that has been sealed for thousands of years in the ancient scrolls, and it has never been used!"

"Do you know how to control that power?"

Lin Huang's eyes lit up.

"Do you know why I say 30% chance of winning?"

Qin Xuance turned around and stared at Lin Huang, "If that dusty power is in the world, there will only be thirty percent! Otherwise, ...... At most, one percent! Because I don't know how powerful that mysterious power is, so with two percent of the odds, it's already the limit!"

Lin Huang's face changed slightly, and his heart became more and more heavy.

"How do you control that power?"

Lin Huang asked again.

(End of chapter)