Chapter 905: Meeting Zhao Xuanchao

The sudden change made everyone present stunned.

Shikong Jialou and Bai Xiaopang were far from expecting that Lin Huang would kill Song Changling so decisively, without the slightest emotion at all.

If this Song Changling is not a demon, Lin Huang really killed Song Changling.

However, Lin Huang didn't have the slightest doubt about himself, he slowly wiped the decision, and turned his head as if looking in the direction of Bai Xiaopang.

Lin ...... Boss Lin, I'm a real person, not a demon!"

Bai Xiaopang hurriedly waved his hand, and his legs and stomach were a little weak.

The corners of Lin Huang's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled evilly, "This king will wait for you to make a move!"

As he spoke, Lin Huang turned around and continued to climb towards the top of the mountain.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Shakong Jialou let out a low cry of pity, and there was a slight sadness in his eyes.

Bai Xiaopang frowned, looking at Lin Huang's lonely back, with an incomparably complicated expression on his face.

On the long staircase of corpses, the three fell silent. It's like strangers who don't know each other, quietly climbing upward.

From two thousand five hundred steps.

And then two thousand eight hundred steps.

Three thousand two hundred steps.

Four thousand steps.

As they went up, the speed of several people slowed down. The murderous aura around them had already condensed into a substantial attack, like a blood-colored ice river enveloping everyone.

Murderous!

"Ahem......"

Lin Huang coughed slightly, the murderous aura in his body gradually became stronger, and he had already begun to be able to compete with him!

Bai Xiaopang has gradually begun to fall behind, and the gap with Lin Huang has opened more than a hundred steps.

Shikong Jialou stopped, he suddenly raised his head, his gaze bypassed the forest wilderness, and looked into the distance of the corpse staircase.

"Moo......"

In front of everyone, the sound of a green cow mooing suddenly sounded.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and his hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife.

There is the voice of Qingniu, so in front of him, there must be Zhao Xuanchao!

At this moment, at the top of the stairs eight hundred steps away from the forest wilderness, Zhao Xuanchao rode a green ox, holding a scroll in one hand and a teacup in the other......

There are words in the book.

Tea in the cup.

Zhao Xuanchao sat on the back of the green ox and walked forward slowly, seemingly very comfortable. However, the four hooves of the green ox under him had already ground out bloodstains, revealing deep white bones.

"Shakon Kalou...... I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

At the top of the stairs, Zhao Xuanchao saw Shikong Jialou at a glance, and he shook the teacup in his hand, "I thought that the three of you couldn't step on this giant mountain of corpses, but you didn't disappoint me!"

Shikong Jialou frowned, and slowly put his hands together, "The battle of the Great Dao does not have to be a fight of life and death. I am a Buddha and have compassion and do not fight with sentient beings!"

Zhao Xuanchao poured out the tea in the cup, put away the scroll again, and stood up from Qingniu's back, "Daomen is bent on asking about immortality, and he is unwilling to open the killing ring, but it's a pity...... The avenues are competing, and there can only be one person who can set foot on the top of this mountain!"

Shikong Jialou pursed his lips and was silent, but shook his head with some regret.

And when Zhao Xuanchao was talking to Shikong Jialou, Lin Huang walked up the stairs without the slightest expression, as if what the two said had nothing to do with him.

"Is that you?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanchao noticed Lin Huang.

He withdrew his gaze from Shikong Jialou's body and stared at Lin Huang lightly, "I didn't expect it...... You can also step into the mountain of bones. It's a pity...... That Xingzi Emperor Sword should still be on your body!"

Feeling Zhao Xuanchao's slightly contemptuous gaze, Lin Huang's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, but he just held the slashing decision in his hand and dragged it on the corpse stairs, "If you want to kill me, you will do it, thinking that you are from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, so you will be high?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you've become much more arrogant than before!"

Zhao Xuanchao said with a smile.

Lin Huangleng snorted, and did not answer Zhao Xuanchao, but just accelerated his speed.

Zhao Xuanchao suddenly jumped down from the back of the green ox, he rolled his sleeve robe, and stood in the middle of the stairs of the corpse, blocking the path of the forest barren in a grand manner.

Lin Huang's footsteps paused, his eyebrows condensed slightly, and then he raised his knife and killed Zhao Xuanchao.

"I can't help myself!"

Zhao Xuanchao shook his head and sighed, then raised his fist and swooped down from the top of the stairs, heading towards Lin Huang.

Rumble.

On the mountain of corpses, there was a loud bang.

I saw that between the two of them, Lin Huang suddenly flew out upside down, like a boulder falling to the ground, and fell directly to the corpse stairs for 2,500 steps.

Then, Lin Huang turned into a blood line again and killed Zhao Xuanchao.

Zhao Xuanchao snorted coldly, "Qingniu!"

As the words fell, Zhao Xuanchao's green bull slammed down the stairs of the corpse.

Bang.

There was another loud bang in the void, and Lin Huang collided with Qingniu, and the whole person flew upside down again. This time, Lin Huang was directly knocked out of the giant mountain of corpses.

At the foot of the mountain, Lin Huang frowned, and then continued to climb the mountain. In just a moment, he stepped on the corpse staircase for 4,000 steps again, killing Zhao Xuanchao.

This time, Lin Huang held two knives in his hand and intersected with the sky.

Between heaven and earth, there is a thunder roaring wildly, like a heavenly punishment coming down, "Slaughter the world!"

Above the stairs, Zhao Xuanchao frowned. With a wave of his arm in the air, a pitch-black peachwood sword appeared in his palm. The peachwood sword pointed straight at the sky, and between the condensation of brilliance, there was a purple thunder sky rainbow that penetrated the heavens and the earth, heading towards the slaughter of the seven worlds of the forest wilderness.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the void, countless sounds erupted one after another, and I saw that where the thunder collided, countless sparks splashed in all directions, covering a radius of dozens of miles.

Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his body became illusory from the void, and only in the movement of his body, Lin Huang came out again to judge all beings, passing through Zhao Xuanchao's body.

"Ruthless Heavenly Dao?"

On the top of the stairs, Zhao Xuanchao looked at his chest that was instantly pierced by Lin Huang, frowned slightly, and then smiled coldly: "But that's it!"

Before Zhao Xuanchao's words fell, the latter's chest had already begun to recover.

Behind Zhao Xuanchao, Lin Huang frowned slightly, looking a little surprised. I didn't expect Zhao Xuanchao to be so powerful, and the judgment sentient beings who made the demon night wind and the emperor's soul extremely jealous couldn't help Zhao Xuanchao.

"I don't know how many times I want to touch the sky for tens of thousands of years. Even though the Ruthless Heavenly Dao is powerful and even terrifying, what can I do with Zhao Xuanchao?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xuanchao turned around and raised his sword to point directly at Lin Huang, "The battle of the Dao, just because you also want to compete with us, and you still want to get involved in the giant mountain of corpses?"

Lin Huang's eyebrows condensed slightly, and the killing machine in his heart rose again, and he made another killing move with a wave of his robe, killing Zhao Xuanchao.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

Zhao Xuanchao laughed coldly, and a peachwood sword in his hand was gently raised, stabbing at Lin Huang in an unpretentious manner.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

At this moment, on the stairs of the corpses, the voice of mercy sounded from the Shakong Jialou. I saw him clasp his hands together, and countless golden Buddhas appeared around him and pressed towards Zhao Xuanchao.

Zhao Xuanchao suddenly turned his head and frowned, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect...... Shikong Jialou, you actually helped this ant to be my enemy?!"

Before Shikong Jialou could respond to Zhao Xuanchao, Bai Xiaopang had already jumped high into the air, holding a giant hammer and smashing down towards Zhao Xuanchao's head......