In the ancient battlefield, Lin Huang was still cultivating.

In this wild and martyred ancient battlefield, he no longer knew how much time had passed.

Maybe the years are merciless.

Lin Huang's appearance has become a young man and a middle-aged man. He became blank and unsmiling...... I'm afraid I can't even speak.

However, looking from the void, there was only one forest barren in the ancient battlefield.

Three.

Ten.

Hundred.

......

Countless white-clothed forests are desolate, walking on the vast ancient battlefield, seemingly aimless. However, the appearance of each Lin Huang's body was changing rapidly.

From middle-aged, to a rickety old man.

and then from old age and decay to rejuvenation.

There is also a forest barren sitting on the yellow sand, his body has been buried in the soil, but he has never died, as if the heavens and the earth are not destroyed, he will not die.

Such a change made a few people outside the ancient battlefield stunned, only to think that earth-shaking changes had taken place in this ancient battlefield, and thousands of phantoms of the forest famine appeared.

"Hey...... What can I Tianjiao do, even if he kills Demon Night Wind and Emperor Soul Sheng and others, he still can't compete with the power of the ancient battlefield, and will eventually be buried by a pinch of loess, and will never be known to the world from now on!"

Someone sighed.

"It's a pity, I thought before that he had great luck, and in time he would be able to compete with the real Tianjiao Emperor of the Four Ancient Clans, but now it seems that it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky!"

"In this way, without the help of the people of the four ancient clans, Lin Huang will die in this ancient battlefield by himself, it is really a pity to think about it!"

......

However, in half a day, everyone found that the countless forest wastes in the Taiji battlefield had disappeared, and there was only one forest wilderness again.

And that forest wilderness has also returned to its original youthful appearance.

From the light curtain, I couldn't see how much Lin Huang's aura was stronger, but I could feel that on the slightly young and flamboyant face, there was a trace of desolation of time unconsciously.

Then, Lin Huangpan in the ancient battlefield sat up, and the jade slip that Xiao Yishan had given him was suspended in front of him.

In the jade slip, Xiao Yishan's lifelong battle is recorded.

Lin Huang also believed that in that jade slip, there was what Xiao Yishan said outside the snow house...... Moko Eucharist!

Slash from the killing god.

and then to the snow drifting world.

Cross Yama.

A nasal passage three cuts.

The heavens are absolutely slashed.

Seven Uniques of the World.

Lin Huang has cultivated again in the ancient battlefield for many years. He believed that even Qin Changsheng's perception of these moves would not necessarily be better than him.

He spent countless more hours walking through the eighteenth layer of the Xuankong Flying Star, looking at the countless traces of the vicissitudes of time inside, and finally returned to the Taiji Battlefield and comprehended that the three thousand worlds lived the same life as heaven and earth.

Even if it's just the body of the soul.

But Lin Huang has already realized that the day he leaves the ancient battlefield will be the time to become a martial emperor!

And that's not enough!

He couldn't help but comprehend what Qin Changsheng had learned in his life, he also wanted to comprehend what Xiao Yishan had left him, he wanted to comprehend the Moko Holy Body!

It's a pity that in the jade slips left by Xiao Yishan, there is no record like Qin Changsheng's notes. This made Lin Huang unable to understand Xiao Yishan's life.

I can't quickly comprehend Xiao Yishan's martial arts.

He could only watch the big and small battles in Xiao Yishan's life over and over again.

There are young people who go out of the mountains, taste defeat for the first time, and are like lost dogs.

There is madness like a demon, killing all directions!

There is a snap of a finger to kill, and a knife to stir up the sea.

There are also thousands of hosts, one person walks alone, but it makes countless demons show fear.

......

On the Taiji battlefield, Lin Huang learned Xiao Yishan's movements in a good way, hoping to gain something.

Now, he has time.

You can learn slowly!

......

In the ancient sword mound, when the girl rose with a sword, the entire heaven and earth also changed.

Behind her, tens of thousands of long swords in the sword mound followed, forming a sea of swords that swept the sky.

The woman toes lightly, standing on the top of the sea of swords, looking down at a corner below, looking at the middle-aged man in white who was riding a donkey upside down, drunk and smoky, and said with a smile:

"Master, you can go out!"

The drunken middle-aged man on the donkey didn't raise his head, but just shook the empty wine jug in his hand, and said regretfully: "No wine!"

With a wave of the girl's snow-white long sleeves, the monstrous sword sea under her body disappeared like a storm and clouds, and instantly returned to the loess land of the sword mound. And the woman's toes were light, and she appeared in front of Li Taixuan, took the little donkey by the hand, and said with a shallow smile: "Go out and drink again!"

Li Taixuan sat up rarely, shook his head, made himself more sober, and then said with a smile: "Li Taixuan's disciple came out of the sword mound, and he wanted to be more beautiful!

"That's ......"

Lin Cangxue was beautiful and frowned, with a hint of a smile on her delicate snow-white face, and then drew her sword and stood up, sweeping out of the sword mound like a heaven and earth.

In the rear, Li Taixuan lay down again, letting the little donkey slowly take him out.

It wasn't until he was about to leave that Li Taixuan opened his eyes again, forgot to glance at the ancient battlefield behind him, showed a rare trace of respect on his face, and threw the wine jug in his hand with his hand, and whispered:

"Junior Li Taixuan, thank you for helping me become a disciple!"

As the words fell, the wine jug that was thrown into the air, and the originally empty wine jug exploded instantly, only to see that there was boiling wine falling from the sky and spilling the entire ancient sword mound.

......

Tianji Pavilion.

It is still in the attic of the ancient hall that is shimmering with stars and mysteries.

The old man of Tianji was dressed in a long robe, and his body was decorated with the sun, moon and stars. He turned his back to the beings and stared blankly at the starry array ahead.

In that great array, there hung a series of names, hundreds, thousands!

And at the top of that series of names, there are two big characters that shine brightly-

- Wushuang!

When Lin Cangxue came out of the Ancient Sword Shrine, the Peerless List shook slightly, and a name that had never appeared on the Peerless List was condensed from the Great Array, and then suddenly smashed down on the Peerless List.

Lin Cangxue!

Unparalleled list, list seventh.

The old man of Tianji looked at the name that suddenly appeared on the peerless list, his expression did not change in the slightest, only an extremely hoarse voice, which slowly sounded in the attic:

"In this world, there is one more Valkyrie who is expected to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

......

Beyond the Ancient Sword Shrine.

When Lin Cangxue swept out of the sword mound like a heaven and earth, and walked only hundreds of miles......

She stopped suddenly.

The long sword in his hand began to tremble slightly!

Lin Cangxue frowned slightly, looking at the clouds and mist in front of her, her long sword stood in front of her chest, heroic and warlike. She...... I already felt the terrifying aura ahead.

"Who?"

Lin Cangxue said coldly.

"I've been waiting for you outside the Sword Shrine for a long time...... The long sword in your hand should be the Linzi Emperor Sword, I feel its breath!"

In the mist, a gentle voice sounded.

Only when the words fell, the clouds and mist steamed, and a snow-white young figure was revealed in an instant.

The man was dressed in white and white-haired, and his god was as rich as jade. The face is soft, as if smiling, giving people an extremely friendly feeling. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't restrain the invisible sword intent around him.

The sword intent that made Lin Cangxue jealous.

In the same way, no matter how soft the young man was, he couldn't hide the nobility and innate majesty in his bones.

Looking at the young man in front of her, who seemed to be guarding outside the sword shrine, waiting for her to come out, Lin Cangxue's eyes were slightly condensed, and then she looked at the long sword hidden by the young man's waist and covered by a snow-white cloak.

Unconsciously, Lin Cangxue clenched the Linzi Emperor Sword in her hand and said, "Bingzi Emperor Sword!"

The young man smiled slightly and answered Lin Cangxue's first question:

"Emperor Tian of the Xuantian Divine Clan, I have seen Miss Cangxue!"