In the big pit with silver blood stains, after Lin Huang smashed Bai Xiaopang's head with a punch, he coughed violently again.

Not far away, Shikong Jialou looked at the scene just now, and sighed lightly with low eyebrows.

"Ahem......"

Lin Huang covered his mouth with his hands and bent down because of a violent cough, then he raised his head and said to Shikong Jialou: "If you want to kill this king now, it is undoubtedly the best opportunity!"

Shakong Garud numbled his mouth.

But he didn't make a move, but slowly spoke: "If the little monk makes a move, the junior brother will naturally die." Merely...... The little monk will not make a move on his junior brother!"

"I won't be grateful to you!"

Lin Huang coughed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was awe-inspiring.

Shakong Jialou shook his head, his broken hands slowly closed in the void, and his face under the Bodhi tree became quiet, "The first half of the little monk's life was spent practicing Buddhism. In the second half of his life, the young monk will also practice Buddhism. So...... In any case, the little monk will not be able to set foot on the top of the mountain. In fact, Zhao Xuanchao can't either, and it is impossible for Song Changling's benefactor to set foot on it. Except for you and Bai Shizhu, no one else has a chance!"

"Why is that?"

Lin Huang asked with interest.

"The Tao is different ......"

After Shikong Jialou, he sighed: "Don't conspire with each other!"

The corner of Lin Huang's mouth provoked a smile, and then he stood up calmly, no longer coughing, he raised his head slightly, felt the giant mountain of corpses above, and said, "Since this is the case, I won't kill you!"

Shikong Jialou was not happy or sad, but said calmly: "The little monk will wait for the desolate junior brother in the Western Earth Buddha Country, and we will see you at that time!"

"There won't be this day! If there is, it should be me who kills the Buddha Kingdom of the Western Earth!"

Lin Huang said coldly.

"My Buddha is compassionate...... Brother Huang, please believe the little monk, we will meet again......"

As he spoke, the figure of Shikong Jialou slowly dissipated in the big pit, the spirit body was annihilated, and his soul turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly left the ancient battlefield.

Lin Huang's eyebrows condensed slightly, feeling the departure of Shikong Jialou, and the Seven Absolute Slaughter Worlds that had secretly accumulated strength also disappeared.

Then, Lin Huang jumped without the slightest concern, reappeared five thousand steps up the corpse stairs, and climbed towards the peak.

So far, the disciples of the four ancient clans who participated in the battle of the king have been completely out.

The three of Demon Night Wind, Emperor Soul Sheng, and Zhao Xuanchao were completely crushed by the forest wilderness, and their souls were directly scattered, leaving only a body that would never wake up.

Only Shikong Jialou left the ancient battlefield.

And outside the ancient battlefield, the rest of the people were also dumbfounded, and they didn't know what to say with their mouths open. Such a result was something they could not have imagined more than a month ago.

After all, from the opening of the ancient battlefield to a few days ago, the disciples of the four ancient clans were so high-spirited.

The demon night wind once crossed the top of the list of mountains and rivers.

Zhao Xuanchao appeared on the giant mountain of corpses at a speed that was unattainable by the other three, and rushed towards the peak.

However, the four great heavenly prides who were most expected to obtain a peerless inheritance in the ancient battlefield were defeated one by one, and even completely lost their lives.

Instead, it turned out to be a person they hadn't heard much of before the ancient battlefield began.

Kill the demon night wind, kill the emperor's soul, and kill Zhao Xuanchao!

In addition to Shikong Jialou, it is really unbelievable and stupid to kill the disciples of the other three ancient clans.

A kid with no background dared to offend the three ancient clans at once.

Even if he has a peerless talent, even if he has the posture of a great emperor, I am afraid that in the near future, the entire Taixuan Domain will receive the news of this son's death!

......

On the giant mountain of corpses, Lin Huang didn't think so much.

He's just climbing to the top step by step!

One-step.

Ten steps.

100 steps ......

After crossing the stairs for 5,000 steps, the murderous aura around him was too terrifying, like a bloody spear slaughtering towards the forest wilderness, and like a majestic mountain constantly becoming heavier, pressing on the top of the forest wilderness.

One step at a time is harder and harder.

From 5,000 steps to 6,000 steps, but in just 1,000 steps, Lin Huang walked for half an hour...... When he stepped on the 6,000-step step, cracked blood lines had already appeared around Lin Huang's body.

It seems that at any time, the forest famine could fall completely.

However, even though the vitality in his body was reversed, as painful as a knife cut, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he continued to move forward slowly as always.

Six thousand three hundred steps.

Six thousand six hundred steps.

......

Seven thousand two hundred steps.

......

Seven thousand eight hundred steps.

......

When Lin Huang walked to 8,400 steps, he finally couldn't support it, and his legs staggered, and he knelt on the corpse stairs.

At this moment, Lin Huang's waist seemed to be bent as well.

He supported the stairs above with both hands, so that he would not be directly crushed to death on the stairs, his mouth was panting like a cow, and his face was flushed and hideous.

"Ahem......"

Lin Huang coughed violently, and he looked up, as if looking at the peak.

But he couldn't see it.

Today, he is at eight thousand four hundred steps.

He didn't know how many steps there were on this long staircase......

Nine thousand steps?

10,000 steps?

100,000 steps?

Or a million steps!

What a warrior fears most is a struggle without seeing hope, and he gambles with his life.

On the stairs, Lin Huang shook his head while coughing, and then he stood up with all his strength in a low voice and hiss, like a hobbling old man, rickety forward!

Little by little, time passed.

It seems to be very slow, slow to the forest after nine thousand steps, every step you take, you have to stop a little before you dare to take the next step.

But it seems to be very fast.

Almost to Lin Huang silently reciting his steps, before he knew it, he had gone from eight thousand four hundred steps to one hundred thousand twelve thousand steps!

......

Outside the ancient battlefield, everyone waited for another seven days.

For seven days, Lin Huang has been climbing the mountain, and everyone is bored to death, which makes the original few people even less than half.

The dozens of people who can still stay here are probably too idle to do.

Gradually, Lin Huang went up a long way.

20,000 steps.

Thirty-four thousand steps.

At this time, Lin Huang is no longer used to walk, but to climb up with both hands and feet, really like a dog!

Bang.

On the evening of the thirteenth day, when everyone was bored and didn't pay attention, there was a sudden bang on the huge mountain of corpses.

When everyone looked at the screen unconsciously, they only saw the forest desolation on the huge mountain of corpses exploding violently......

"Huh?"

Everyone immediately frowned in disbelief, and then shook their heads, "It seems that it still failed! Forty thousand seven hundred steps, this is probably the best achievement in the history of the ancient battlefield." It's just that...... After all, he still failed! Without the posture of an emperor, but with the heart of an emperor, he will die after all!"

"It's really a pity, even if he can't reach the top and leave the ancient battlefield in time, as long as he doesn't die, he will become a great weapon one day!"

"It's still a big deal, if this kid comes out, it will only take half an hour, and the custodian will be slapped to death by the people of the three ancient clans. It's better to stay in the ancient battlefield and blow it up, or die for the sake of inheritance!"

Someone sneered.

However, just when everyone was talking, they saw a change in the light curtain.

On the giant mountain of corpses, when Lin Huang's spirit body exploded, his soul was not completely annihilated, nor did he leave the ancient battlefield, but floated on the giant mountain of corpses, facing countless murderous attacks.

Without the protection of the spirit, in the face of the terrifying murderous aura, Lin Huang's soul is like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time. In desperation, Lin Huang retreated directly from the 4,700-step ladder to the 9,000-step ladder!"

The illusory forest wilderness floated in the air, and the forest wilderness raised his head, as if he could see the peak, and his face was like frost......