In the main hall, after Mo Yanyun waited for another half an hour, Lin Huangfang opened his eyes, and the blood-colored light in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to pitch black.

Call......

Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, moving his muscles and bones, and a confused smile appeared on his face.

For his own changes, Lin Huang sensed it the moment he woke up.

The Earth Yuan Six Heavens, using the power of evil qi, overpowerfully broke through the barrier of the entrance of the two heavens.

At this point, Lin Huang is naturally extremely pleased.

Martial arts cultivation, every time you are promoted to a heavy heaven, it is like climbing a mountain, which is very difficult. And not long after Lin Huang entered the Fourth Heaven, he was able to directly rush to the Sixth Heaven, which was really lucky.

And what made Lin Huang even more happy was the change in the Heavenly Shura Martial Soul.

actually used the evil qi in the main hall to directly evolve to the lower grade of the Xuan Rank. This was something that Lin Huang never expected, he thought that only the Buddha God Relic could make the Heavenly Shura Martial Soul evolve.

I didn't expect evil spirits to be okay.

Therefore, Lin Huang's smile was a little confused, because now he could feel a trace of the strangeness of the Heavenly Shura. Since it can use evil qi to evolve, what is the essence of Heavenly Asura?

Is it just the condensation of the evil qi of heaven and earth? Otherwise, how can it devour the evil qi and evolve?

Moreover, the evil qi in this hall liquefied into water, and its richness can be described as extremely terrifying. With so many evil qi, it only raised the martial soul by one level, so how terrifying should the evil qi of Tianshura itself be?

If one day, the martial soul reveals its evil nature, what should he do?

The worry between Lin Huang's eyebrows became more and more intense, and after deducing from this, then maybe one day in the future, he would fall into the devil and become the devil of killing.

And once you enter the demon, you are even more terrifying than other martial artists who enter the demon tiger!

Lin Huang crossed his ten fingers and sighed a little. He found that the more the Heavenly Assura evolved, the more worried he became. Although so far, the Heavenly Shura has not revealed its hideous nature.

But once it is revealed, Lin Huang may not be able to imagine the consequences.

Lin Huang shook his head, helplessly letting go of the worries in his heart, this problem could not be solved at all with his current ability, even with his experience as a martial saint in his previous life, he was at a loss.

Sonorous!

In the main hall, Lin Huang's arms crossed and collided, making a burst of bells and chimes, like a golden ring.

Looking at his pale golden body, a smile appeared on Lin Huang's face. In addition to the Realm Breaking Realm Two Heavens and Heavenly Shura Evolution, Lin Huang didn't expect that his physical body would become two points stronger.

Donkey Kong, Destroy the Realm!

If it was in normal times, it would be absolutely impossible for Lin Huang to cultivate the Donkey Kong technique to the realm of destruction. And today, in the main hall, the evil qi here poured into the body like a mad dog, washing over the flesh meridians of the forest wilderness.

After being tempered countless times by the evil qi, the muscles and bones are reshaped again, which is enough to adapt to the circulation of the evil qi in the body. At the same time, it also condenses the power of the flesh to a new level.

"This should be considered the introduction to the art of body refining!"

Lin Huangmeiyu muttered with slight joy, Xiao Yishan once said that running the body refining martial arts, and the skin is golden, is the entry.

Thinking of today's changes, Lin Huang let go of his worries about Heavenly Shura, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face, "The so-called death door is a ray of life, it is exactly like this!"

In this way, when he faced Yun Feifei, he had a little more confidence.

Every time I think of that proud woman like a peacock, Lin Huang is a little cold, the damage she inflicted on Lin Cangxue must be repaid a hundred times!

Then, Lin Huang noticed Mo Yanyun beside him, looking at him with some consternation.

Until this moment, Mo Yanyun had not reacted from the changes in the forest wilderness. Faintly, he seemed to see the shadow of Lin Cangxue on Lin Huang.

It's not a strong feeling, but it's absolutely real.

"How did you end up on the second floor?"

Lin Huang asked.

Mo Yanyun shook his head and said, "After entering the Tomb of King Wu, I was teleported to this place. When I wake up, you'll be there for me!"

Lin Huang nodded, and then said, "Lu Han and Mo Yanfeng were with me before, but after entering the third layer, I don't know where they went!"

"I can sense the breath of the remnant wind, he should be fine!"

Mo Yanyun smiled, his eyes were not worried, and then continued: "There was a girl in red who wanted to kill you just now, the realm is stronger than you and me, if you meet later, be careful!"

"The girl in red?"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, his face was puzzled, and then he smiled, "There are many people who want to kill me, and I still live to this point." If she dares to make a move, even if it is a woman, I will not be soft!"

"It's pretty good!"

Mo Yanyun continued.

"It's not good looking!"

Lin Huang chuckled lightly, there are so many good-looking women in the world, and he has never seen anyone more beautiful than Jun Allure.

Then, Lin Huang and Mo Wanyun walked towards the first layer.

......

Compared with the danger of the fourth layer of the giant hall and the lore of the second layer, the first layer of the Martial King Tomb was not as terrifying as Lin Huang imagined, and it was even a little ordinary.

After the two of them entered the first floor, as far as the eye could see, the main hall was more like a cave dug out by hand, and it looked a bit of a dross.

The only difference is that the entire hall is full of corpses. Presumably, a warrior who didn't know how many years ago broke into the tomb of King Wu, he left his body behind, and wanted to sleep with Yang Xuangan.

There are very few people in the main hall.

Lin Huang glanced at it, but he didn't notice the red-clothed girl in Mo Yanyun's mouth.

Mo Yanyun looked in all directions, and finally his eyes fell on a huge wall, with a hint of surprise in his voice, "That's the tomb owner's life martial arts!"

Lin Huang turned his head and forgot about the past, only to see a huge wall, carved with scenes of the tomb owner's battle, there were more than 800 large and small.

And the martial arts of the tomb owner are hidden in these battle scenes.

At this moment, under this wall, there were several martial artists standing scattered, including the disciples of Qianyin Valley, the disciples of Fengyulou, and the people of the Ten Great Dynasties.

These warriors stared straight at those battle scenes, their faces flushed strangely, and their eyes showed a look of obsession.

Among them, Lin Huang actually discovered Lu Han and Mo Yanfeng.

Looking at those martial artists who were immersed in the picture, Lin Huang instinctively felt bad, and then slapped Lu Han and Mo Wanfeng awake with a palm, and said:

"This mural may be weird!"

Lu Han frowned slightly, and after touching his red little face, he nodded silently. Just now, he felt that there was something strange in his body, and the qi and blood in his body were rushing.

But the martial arts world outlined in these battle pictures was too vast and wonderful for him to extricate himself.

Until now, whenever he remembered the man in the picture, when he swung his knife and slashed out two completely different cross knife techniques, there was still blood in his body.

Compared with Mo Remnant's return to his senses, Mo Remnant Feng was excited, staring at Mo Remnant and saying, "We may be able to try to comprehend together!"

Lin Huang's brows furrowed instantly.

Mo Yanfeng had a firm face, and explained: "This martial artist's martial arts, one sword can split two completely different breaths, just like the Wang Tu hegemony cultivated by our brothers!"

Mo Yanyun's eyes lit up, "Are you saying that one person comprehends a breath, and then uses the king to dominate the industry and evolve?"

Mo Wanfeng nodded.

"Even so, the risk is extremely high", Lu Han on the side shook his head, the aura in it was too domineering, if you look at it for too long, it is very likely that something will happen.

Mo Yanfeng snorted coldly, "You're just afraid that my brothers will be able to slaughter you if they join forces! This martial art is at least a ground-level martial art!"

"Ground Rank Martial Arts?!"

Mo Wanyun exclaimed, and there was a little more light in his eyes. Wang Tu's hegemony is only a quasi-ground level, if it is really a ground-level martial art, it doesn't hurt to take a risk.

"Decide for yourselves!"

Lin Huang opened his mouth and did not stop the two. After all, there are only so many opportunities in a person's life, and once they miss it, they will miss it forever.

Moreover, Mo Yanfeng seems to be very confident.

Lu Han also waved his hand, not to dissuade him, but to set his eyes on Lin Huang. There seemed to be some jealousy on his dark little face, and he found that Lin Huang's realm had magically ascended to two heavens.

"Why can't you get rid of the gap with this guy!"

Lu Han was a little resentful.

Then, Lin Huang shifted his gaze and looked at the other walls of the main hall.

On one of the walls, there is a huge relief.

On the relief, thousands of troops and horses can charge the world, ten thousand beasts roar, the flag covers the sky, and countless warriors hold the spear of the world, crisscrossing the universe.

At a glance, it is quite majestic and magnificent, and it seems that the place where the soldier is pointing is invincible in the world.

And in the lower left corner of the relief, an old man with a withered face and a broken body is carved.

The old man was looking up at the picture of thousands of troops and horses roaming the world above, and his wrinkled old face was full of endless nostalgia or longing.

And next to the old man, there is this line of small words:

Xiao Xiao's white hair.

The stump is wrapped in iron!

100,000 night watchmen.

Think of my hometown flag!

- Yang Xuangan!

(End of chapter)