Hei Xuan was stunned, as if he didn't expect Lin Zhenhua to let him go at this time.

But he only hesitated for a moment, and soon immediately withdrew, and at the same time did not forget to leave a sentence: "The demon cultivator deity will be resurrected, and the peaceful days of the first Tanglin King are over." ”

Is it calm?

Maybe it was indeed calm before the bloody rain in the future.

However, Lin Zhenhua did not respond to him, and everyone did not understand at first.

Lin Zhenhua has recovered the power of the original Tanglin King and has become a real eternal powerhouse, why not take advantage of the current moment to kill Hei Xuan.

Until......

"Chief!" Looking at Lin Zhenhua, who immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, everyone immediately rushed over.

The third uncle bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately held Lin Zhenhua's pulse, "Chief, the aura around you is too disordered, you shouldn't think about it too much, you need to calm down quickly." Otherwise, the power of the original Tanglin King, you will die before you fully fuse yourself. ”

Hearing this, everyone understood that the earth-shattering palm just now was a blow from Lin Zhenhua with all his might.

If Hei Xuan makes another move, I'm afraid Lin Zhenhua will not be able to resist.

Therefore, it is not that he let Hei Xuan go, but that he is now in a state of turmoil and is powerless to fight back.

However, in the face of the third uncle's words, Lin Zhenhua didn't care much, but pulled his lips and smiled: "If that's the case, maybe I can go with Ling'er." ”

"Chief!" When Jiaomu Jiao heard this, he finally couldn't help it: "Zang Guoshi, she is gone, your life and the strength of your body are all exchanged for her own life, how can you say such irresponsible words?" ”

Jiaomu Jiao didn't believe it.

He didn't want to believe that the resolute and strong leader of Middle-earth would say such a thing.

The dragon blade said bluntly: "Teacher, if you leave, what will happen to Middle-earth?" You can't bear to watch the Demon Cultivator King wantonly slaughter Middle-earth and slaughter more innocent people? My wife would rather die than let you live, is that how you treat her? ”

"Yes, the chief needs you, and Middle-earth needs you even more." Several other soul generals also spoke out to dissuade them.

But Lin Zhenhua didn't seem to hear their words.

didn't say a word, just hung his head, and let the aura around him become more and more disordered.

Even in the end, everyone could feel that the luck around Lin Zhenhua spread again, and his soul began to show signs of collapse.

"Chief!" Kyoto Town Soul General Jiao Jiao shouted, "Mr. Wu San, you should think of a way." ”

"Why don't we take the chief out of here now?" Dragon Blade interjected.

He felt that maybe if he left Jiuyao Lianxing and left the Mountain and Sea Realm, the aura around Lin Zhenhua would be stable.

"It's useless." Unexpectedly, the third uncle Wu Baixing did not respond, but Bai Luo spoke: "The first Tanglin King is an eternal powerhouse, if he doesn't want to live, no matter where you move him, the result will be the same." ”

Obviously, I'm gone, and the ghost seal's suppression of Bai Luo is naturally gone.

"Prince Bailuo, if something happens to our chief minister, there will be no one who can suppress the Demon Cultivator King. At that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult for you in the mountains and seas to be alone. Jiaomu Jiao said bluntly.

But what Jiaomu Jiao didn't expect was that Bai Luo was more straightforward: "It's not just our mountain and sea realm, and your middle earth." The whole world will be destroyed, the holy kingdoms, the brahmins, and the doors of other worlds that have not yet been opened. How do you think the demon cultivators exterminated in the first place? ”

"They are ......" Obviously, as a modern person, Jiaomu Jiao does not know about the creation battle 10,000 years ago.

"The demon cultivators were exterminated by all the races. And the reason why these races want to destroy the demon cultivator clan is not because of nothing. Rather, those races were slaughtered, captured and invaded. So in the end, they had no choice but to ask the first Tanglin King to launch the creation war. ”

"And the so-called creation is to recreate a world where there are rules, there is no indiscriminate killing of innocents, and every race can live in harmony."

"Fortunately, the entire demon cultivator clan was wiped out, and Zang Guoshi also sacrificed himself for the common people and did not let the demon cultivator clan be resurrected." After listening to Bai Luo's words, Jiaomu Jiao said with fear.

"Yes." Bai Luo nodded in agreement, but still said ruthlessly: "But the Demon Cultivator King has been resurrected, and the Demon Cultivator Clan has developed the secret technique of cultivating demons through the accumulation of tens of millions of years. As long as you are willing to practice this secret technique, you can exchange it for demon blood and become a demon cultivator. ”

"So soon the Demon Cultivator King will be able to rebuild the Demon Cultivation Army of the year. And you, me, and any other person as long as their minds are not strong, they may become demon cultivators. At this point, Bai Luo couldn't help but hook his lips and smile coldly.

If it weren't for Zi Yan's life-crossing technique, I'm afraid he would never be able to go back to the mountain and sea realm again.

"Chief, did you hear that?" Jiaomu Jiao's expression changed greatly, and he rushed to Lin Zhenhua: "You have to stop all this quickly." ”

Otherwise, there will really be chaos in the world and misery.

And what is killed, wounded, destroyed, and perished is not one person or one race, but all people.

But Lin Zhenhua was still silent.

On the contrary, the aura around him collapsed faster and faster.

Everyone is in a hurry and wants to stop it, but who can stop an eternal strong man from wanting to kill himself?

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp slap sounded coming.

And it was not someone else who was beaten, it was the high-ranking chief of Middle Earth, and it was also Lin Zhenhua, the first king of Tangling.

The perpetrator is not someone else, but Wu Baixing, the speaker of the Wu family.

It's just that......

Faced with this sudden slap, everyone was stunned.

Only Bai Luo regained his senses after a moment, and couldn't help but raise a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Facing Lin Zhenhua, who raised his head and looked at him, Wu Baixing felt tension and oppression for the first time in his life. But he still forced his mouth to speak: "Lin Zhenhua, it doesn't matter if you are the chief of Middle Earth, or the first Tanglin King of the Mountains and Seas. Since I am Zang Ling'er's third uncle, I should be your third uncle because of reason. Do you approve of this? ”

"I do." Lin Zhenhua nodded almost without thinking.

With his affirmation, Wu Baixing seemed to have found some confidence, and continued: "Okay, since you recognize that as an elder, I will tell you." Zang's niece would rather give up herself and the unborn child in her womb. It is not for you to be left to fend for yourself, to belittle your own abilities and your life. ”

Lin Zhenhua did not say a word about this.

He didn't refute, but he didn't agree, and his expression gradually began to return to his previous appearance.

Even the aura that had been condensed all around him began to collapse again.

Seeing him like this, Wu Baixing was really anxious, so he didn't choose to speak: "Niece Zang is a god, she is not only the first saint, but also the goddess of the mountain and sea realm, how could she die so easily." ”

"Third uncle, what do you mean by that?!" Suddenly, Lin Zhenhua reached out and grabbed Wu Baixing's arms.

Faced with this strange and familiar title, Wu Baixing was dumbfounded.

After all, God knows, he's lying.