Looking at the figure on the blood-colored throne on the giant mountain of corpses, Lin Huang's expression condensed slightly, and then the countless figures walking on the ancient battlefield merged into one and climbed the mountain again.

In just half an hour, Lin Huang appeared under the throne, feeling the murderous aura in front of him, like the figure of the ancient fierce beast roaring.

However, the blood-colored figure remained untouched on the throne.

Then the figure on the throne lowered its eyelids slightly, looking down indifferently at the forest barren. In an instant, Lin Huang only felt that a monstrous sea of murderous aura swept down, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He could clearly feel that as long as the person in front of him had a trace of killing intent towards him, he would immediately lose his bones!

"Forest barren...... I've seen my seniors!"

Lin Huang reluctantly hugged his fists.

The blood-colored figure looked into the distance expressionlessly, and said calmly: "The Martial King in his twenties is not a peerless Tianjiao......! Do you know a flower and a world?"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence!"

The blood-colored figure shook his head, "In the hundreds of thousands of years of the ancient battlefield, there were a total of three thousand nine hundred and twenty-one people who stepped on the top of this mountain!"

"And there are only seven people who have solved the mysteries of the ancient battlefield!"

"Among these seven people, all of them are peerless. Even though I don't know what happened to them later, they will become a generation of giants, and there will be few enemies in the world!"

"It's no coincidence that anyone wants to get out of the detention of the ancient battlefield!"

The blood-colored figure sighed, "Since I can awaken the deity, I will give you a creation!"

On the Scarlet Throne, the figure tapped his fingers on his knees, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "Holy Body, Martial Arts, Forbidden Arts, Formations, Divine Weapons, Martial Souls...... You can choose the same!"

Lin Huang scratched his head, and then asked, "I still don't know the name of my predecessor?"

"Interesting!"

The blood-colored figure suddenly stared, but there was no trace of relief on his face, and then said: "Once, I also gave a young man a creation, and his talent is higher than yours. He also asked me about my name when I gave my creation, do you know what happened to him?"

Lin Huang's body stiffened slightly, and then shook his head.

The Scarlet figure stroked a skull on the armrest of the Scarlet Throne and smiled, "This is his ......"

"Even if he is immortal and has the posture of a great emperor, he has nothing to hide in front of his deity. It is undoubtedly ...... to hope to find the favor of this seat in such a caring way Kill yourself!"

Lin Huang's face changed slightly, but his body stood in place, without the slightest movement, he didn't expect that his simple words would provoke the anger of the person in front of him.

On the throne, the figure leaned down and stared at the forest desolation closely.

A pair of cold eyes made Lin Huang's scalp tingle, as if there was not a person in front of him, but a terrifying primeval beast, which could make him immortal at any time.

"Kind of interesting......"

The figure on the throne suddenly spoke, "In your soul, there is a terrifying origin murderous aura...... Your martial soul, or your physical body, shouldn't be simple!"

"The flesh is mortal, the predecessors should not be able to look down on it!"

Lin Huang parted ways.

"The deity naturally can't look down on it!"

The blood-colored figure flicked his fingers, and then looked at the sky, as if recalling the years of calamity in the world with a physical body!

"My name is Xuancang Longsu!"

The blood-colored figure suddenly said his name.

Lin Huang raised his head, looking confused.

He had never heard of the name!

Regarding Lin Huang's reaction, Xuancang Longsu was not at all worried, but continued: "The martial soul of the deity has been taken away thousands of years ago......

"I choose the Eucharist!"

Lin Huang opened his mouth and made a choice directly, "I hope that the predecessors of Longsu will be fulfilled!"

"Eucharistic ......"

Xuancang Longsu suddenly sighed, he pointed ahead, and motioned to Lin Huang, "The Holy Body is here!"

......

"Oh...... You're a little blind man!"

Xuancang Longsu shook his head suddenly, his eyes full of sighs, "You came from the eighteenth layer of the Xuankong Flying Star and walked to the first layer of this Hanging Flying Star...... Right from the soles of my feet to the top of my head!"

Well?

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and then his complexion changed greatly.

My heart was suddenly for a while, but suddenly I was full of disbelief, "Could it be that I ...... This entire ancient battlefield is a holy body?"

As if seeing the doubts in Lin Huang's heart, Xuan Canglongsu trembled his fingers expressionlessly, "One flower and one world, isn't it! How big do you think this continent is? Maybe it's just a leaf! How small do you think this leaf is, maybe it hides countless worlds!"

Lin Huang's shocked psychology gradually calmed down and was relieved.

Then Lin Huang asked with some hesitation: "Longsu senior...... If you want to get the legacy, don't ...... What tests are needed?"

Lin Huang felt a little strange.

That's not what the books say.

But anyone who gets the inheritance of a peerless powerhouse needs to go through countless tests before he can be recognized and inherit the mantle.

"The inheritance of my Xuancang Dragon Su, I can give it to whoever I want, why test ......"

That Xuancang Longsu suddenly snorted coldly, and then he lowered his head, and said in a cold voice: "You are not allowed to call the deity senior, when the deity dies, he is only thirty-eight years old!"

Well?

Lin Huang was stunned suddenly, full of surprise like a clay wood carving.

Thirty-eight years old.

can be born into the world.

His demeanor is comparable to that of the emperor of the world.

Such a person...... What kind of elegance should it be, traversing the eternal!

At the same time, Lin Huang was also very curious, such an earth-shattering figure could cause the killing of thousands of miles of bones, and why he died, and now only a trace of divine thought remains.

"This knife of yours is good......"

When Lin Huang was shocked, Xuancang Longsu suddenly lowered his head and looked at the instant knife in Lin Huang's hand, and then he didn't wait for Lin Huang to speak, so he said:

"Old people meet, really...... Why don't you come out and meet?"

Lin Huang's hand didn't move at all, only a voice came out: "Why?"

"This son stepped on the top of the mountain, and I gave him the Holy Body Secret Method, what else do you want! Back then, if you hadn't appeared with a sword to block me! How could Ah Di die at the hands of the Heavenly Demon?

Xuancang Longsu complained, but there was no murderous intent on his face, more of endless desolation and regret.

"She's not dead!"

In an instant, the sound sounded again.

"What!"

Xuancang Longsu suddenly sat up straight, staring at Lin Huang with a serious face, and his eyes burst out with a monstrous murderous aura, "You said that Ah Di is not dead?"

In an instant, there was no response for a long time.

Xuancang Longsu smashed the throne with one palm, suddenly got up, and said in a depressed voice: "Everything in Xuancang Longsu can be inherited from this son!"

"Good!"

In an instant, a voice sounded in the sword, and then an instant fluttered out of the scabbard......

Suddenly, thunder rolled in the sky above the void, and he wanted to kill this soul that should not appear in the world.

Xuancang Longsu frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a sea of blood was condensed in the heavens and the earth, and it disappeared towards the thunder sea in the void, "Tell me, where is she?"