In the giant hall, the walls collapsed, revealing the true nature behind it. In the Qinglong Mountain Range, the three hills where the entire Wuwang Tomb was buried began to shake violently, and the rocks cracked and gradually began to collapse.

The giant hall collapsed directly to the third floor.

The faces of the people in the tomb suddenly changed greatly, and they couldn't help but be shaken by the tomb of King Wu, but also because of what they saw in front of them.

In front of them was a blood-colored lake, the size of a hundred feet. There was a gushing blood and a foul smell.

In the middle of the lake, there are tens of thousands of blood-colored crows.

Each crow fanned its blood-colored wings, struggling hard, and tens of thousands of blood-colored eyes, like terrifying devils in the night, stared at everyone's back and suddenly chilled.

In the main hall, the squeaky cries of tens of thousands of crows converged into the cry of the devil, terrible and terrifying, even the strong man of Wuhou was shaken by the stimulation of the sea of knowledge, and his face turned pale.

And the terrifying aura in the main hall is condensed by these tens of thousands of crows. The feeling of horror is like the killing god of hell watching over the creatures of the world.

Seeing this, Shen Qingshan gasped even more, and the killing intent in his eyes became a little stronger.

The barren face of the forest is like the color of the earth, and any crow enters the body, which is the nemesis of Wuhou. There are so many blood ravens here, it is undoubtedly the grave of everyone present.

In the middle of the field, the Bloody Hou laughed and stared at Shen Qingshan gloomily, "Now that the Blood Lake has appeared, Ben Hou wants to see how you Xuanyuan Mansion and the Thirteen Kills of the Human Character can stop all this!"

As he spoke, the Bloody Marquis rolled his eyes and stared leisurely at the dead remains sitting on the Blood Lake, with a playful look in his eyes.

At this moment, it was precisely because of the existence of that corpse that the blood crow in the lake did not break out of the lake. And now, as long as the corpse is pushed to, his mission to enter the tomb of the Martial King will be completed.

Lin Huang also turned his head to stare at the corpse on the blood lake, it was sitting in the middle of the blood lake, and the terrifying power of the corpse was permeating, forming a powerful seal, suppressing tens of thousands of screaming blood crows.

At this moment, except for a pair of eyes that remained clear, the whole body of the corpse had been soaked into a bright red color by the power of the blood lake, thus becoming evil and awe-inspiring.

"Yang Xuangan!"

Without any guesswork, Lin Huang knew that the corpse sitting on the blood lake at this moment was the real Yang Xuangan, the strong martial king who had been guarding here.

"Smash it for Benhou!"

The Bloody Marquis looked at Yang Xuangan's corpse and ordered the martial artists of the Blood Spirit Palace.

In the blink of an eye, there were several streams of light heading towards Yang Xuangan's corpse, with a look of excitement on their faces, as long as they pushed down that corpse, they could gain supreme power.

In the main hall, without waiting for Shen Qingshan to speak, the rest of the Xuanzi Army and the Thirteen Killers of the Human Character were all heading towards the Wuhou of the Blood Spirit Palace, and their speed was not slow at all, vowing to protect the corpse.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was an explosion in the hall, and the terrifying aftermath caused everyone in the hall to fly upside down. When he was shocked, he only saw that in the Xuanzi Army, dozens of warriors who were charging at the forefront were attacked by a mysterious and powerful force, and they exploded at the same time.

The sudden change made everyone's faces change, and they saw that in the place where the Xuanzi Army exploded, a middle-aged man in purple appeared, standing with his hands in his hands, and the terrifying aura emanating from his body suppressed the audience.

After Lin Huang glanced at the purple-clothed middle-aged man, he didn't care about this person, but moved his gaze to the direction of Yang Xuangan's corpse.

The Xuanzi Army was injured, and the people of the Blood Spirit Hall were no longer hindered, and they rushed to Yang Xuangan's side in an instant. Several willow-like palms fell, and they were about to turn the blood-colored corpse of the Martial King into powder.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred again!

The moment the palms of the people in the Blood Spirit Hall fell, the air suddenly froze for a moment. In this instant, a crimson figure appeared behind Yang Xuangan's corpse.

It was a girl with a snow-white light veil.

I saw the girl fly up, and at the moment when the air froze, the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand bloomed with a peerless sharp light, and between the swings in the air, the sword swept through the throats of all the warriors in front of her.

Several heads flew high at this moment, and then disappeared into the lake of blood.

Slash the Marquis with a sword!

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone's faces changed greatly, and together with Shen Qingshan, they were all dumbfounded, indescribably shocked, hundreds of Xuanzi troops plus the thirteen killings of the blood spirit hall powerhouse were actually killed by a young girl in an instant!

Wuhou realm!

Shen Qingshan's face was incredible.

At this moment, Lin Huang stared at the girl in red with fiery eyes, and his expression was stunned for a while, and he was stunned in place.

The familiar shadow of the red dress.

Those starry eyes.

Under the snow-white light veil, the cold posture between the eyebrows was revealed.

Above the three-foot green edge, the flowers on the other side are as bright as blood.

Between the gestures, it is as cold as the moon, holy and unattainable.

......

All of this has long been hidden in the depths of Lin Huang's soul, carved into Lin Huang's bone marrow, and imprinted in Lin Huang's life.

Lin Huang could even see that under the woman's veil was like the cheeks of the first snow.

The beauty of the smile that does not take time to look back is peerless, like a blooming begonia flower, which is amazing.

The girl in red in front of her and the figure in her mind that she could never forget gradually merged into one, and finally became a person, and she really appeared in front of Lin Huang like that.

- The city is captivating!

Lin Huang's heart was sour for no reason, and his eyes were moist. The complex and inexplicable emotions in his heart made him stunned at the moment, it was the joy of splashing the sky, and the endless sourness.

The girl in red in front of her is the person Jun Allure City, the person Lin Huang has been thinking about.

The woman who had chased and killed him for 1,300 miles in the Eastern Imperial Domain, like a rakshasa.

The clumsy woman who spent three years embroidering a sachet for herself.

The woman who struck a fatal blow to herself with a weak body.

The woman who had been waiting for ten years.

The woman who saved herself in the Wind and Snow Domain, condensed the gate of time, and faced tens of thousands of warriors alone.

The woman who was originally above the clouds, but was willing to give up everything for herself.

"Allure ......"

Lin Huang looked at the red-clothed girl holding the sword beside Yang Xuangan, and let out a hoarse murmuring sound in his throat, mixed with sourness in joy, and pity and guilt in excitement.

All of a sudden, all kinds of emotions surged up in my heart.

"It's so pretty!"

Lin Huang finally condensed all his emotions in one place, looked at Jun Allure City, and smiled stupidly.

"Who are you?"

A questioning voice suddenly sounded in the main hall, and I saw the purple-clothed middle-aged man who appeared earlier looking at Jun Chengcheng, with a look of anger in his voice.

Jun Chengcheng didn't raise his eyebrows, didn't look at the middle-aged man in purple, just calmly stood next to Yang Xuangan's corpse.

"Who are you?"

In the main hall, Shen Qingshan stared at the purple-clothed middle-aged man, with a hint of jealousy in his tiger eyes. He felt the strength of the middle-aged man in purple, even stronger than the Marquis of Bloody Clothes.

The middle-aged man in purple frowned slightly, slightly displeased with Jun Chengcheng's indifference, and then turned his head to look at Shen Qingshan, "Someone killed Benhou's two sons in the tomb of King Wu."

Originally, Lin Huang's attention had been on Jun Chengcheng, but at this moment, he had to turn his head to look at the middle-aged man in purple.

The middle-aged man was burly, slightly dull, and the two mustaches on his lips fit his eyebrows, as if he had four eyebrows.

Wrapped in purple clothes, with a gold and jade belt inlaid at the waist, he has a bit of the bearing of a high-ranking person.

"Hmph, Jiang Licheng! Since he has appeared, why bother to change his appearance!"

Shen Qingshan, who was not far away, snorted heavily, and then said: "I didn't expect that you are really a person from the Blood Spirit Palace, the second-ranked figure on the dignified Martial Marquis List, and you have also become a lackey of the Blood Spirit Palace!"

Jiang leaves the city?

In the main hall, everyone was suddenly shocked. His eyes fell on the purple-clothed middle-aged man, with an incredible look in his eyes.

They had already heard that Jiang left the city and entered Xuanyuan City, and they also guessed that the latter might come to the tomb of King Wu, but now they really came. They were also terrified.

Jiang Licheng, the second-ranked figure on the Wuhou list.

Looking at the entire Dongling Realm, except for Xuanyuan Ti Bing, this person is the strongest. One realm is enough to crush everyone here.

Lin Huang couldn't help but secretly take two steps back.

He had just killed the disciples of the Jiang family on the fifth layer, and together with Jiang Tianyue and Jiang Tianhe, the two brothers were all killed by the formation puppets, and it was impossible to say that he was not weak-hearted.

What's more, now that Jiang Licheng has discovered that the Jiang brothers have been killed, I don't know what monstrous anger is hidden under that calm appearance.

Jiang Licheng snorted coldly, his eyes swept over everyone present, and his voice in his throat carried a strong murderous aura, "How? Isn't it? Xuanyuan is not here, who can escape?"

The blood-clothed marquis on the side was a little impatient and said, "The tomb of King Wu is about to collapse, let's destroy Yang Xuangan first!"

"It's not your turn to order me", Jiang Licheng glared at the Bloody Marquis with a cross eyebrow, and continued:

"If you weren't doing things well, how would you want Benhou to show up. But the Xuanzi Army and the Thirteen Killings of the Human Character have made you so embarrassed!"

"You ......"

The Bloody Marquis was furious, but he was choked and speechless.

Then, Jiang Licheng turned to look at Jun Chengcheng again, and said, "Ask again, who are you? Why are you guarding Yang Xuangan? The person who killed my Blood Spirit Palace, you'd better give Ben Hou an explanation!"

While speaking, Jiang Licheng had already stepped towards Jun Chengcheng......

(End of chapter)