The forbidden land was dim, the sky was dim, the mountains were undulating, the tombstones were chaotic, and the surroundings were quiet and somewhat lifeless.

Emperor Xin, King of Martial Arts, Ji Fa, and Li Lin of the Ming Dynasty, the three of them stood in three directions, their eyes were slightly heavy, and there seemed to be an invisible momentum that vibrated and spread out ripples.

Di Xin and Ji Fa looked at each other, their eyes were like two rounds of the sun, faintly there was a raging flame steaming, as if it was about to burn the heavens and the earth, the overflowing breath, the majesty was heavy, the flowers and plants were swaying, the ancient trees were swaying, and the void was oppressed to the point of breathlessness.

Li Lin frowned and looked at the two of them, and without saying much, a burst of light rushed from his body, and he opened up two momentums, and turned around to leave.

"Champion Hou, please stay!" Di Xin suddenly opened his mouth and stopped Li Lin.

"I am the son of the great tomorrow, in charge of a place in northern Xinjiang, no longer the champion of the Great Shang, and I ask the king not to call it wrong. ”

Li Lin paused, his body stagnated, turned his back to Di Xin, said lightly, turned around and left, like a golden divine light, disappeared in front of the two.

"Ji Fa, you are the son of Xibohou, and the widow hopes that you can ......"

The breeze whistling in his ears, cold and cold, faintly, Di Xin's words came, as if to persuade Ji Fa.

Li Lin didn't stop, he didn't care, he knew that the Great Zhou would never return to the Great Shang, even though King Wen Jichang was loyal to the Great Shang all his life, but now the situation is complicated, not only the problem between the Great Zhou and the Great Shang, but also the problem among the three religions.

He didn't know what role the three churches of human interpretation played in this battle between the human emperor, but Li Lin knew that whether it was the three religions of human interpretation and interception or the Western religion, they would not give up the luck of the human race...... Perhaps, this is the result of the discussion between the saints and the ancestral hall of the human race.

Otherwise, how can the decree of the saints be explained, and why would the saints spare no effort to support the throne of the emperor of the human race?

Li Lin would never believe that the saints would be so kind and able to accommodate the next human emperor, unless it was a matter of Dao Tong's luck or something else, otherwise there was no way to explain why the saints would give in.

Li Lin shook his head, swept over the verdant trees, didn't think about it anymore, and glanced ahead.

Not far away, a dry lake crater came into view, pitted, and there seemed to be a ball of fluorescence flickering, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim forbidden place.

"It's Lingquan, but it's a pity that there are too few. ”

Li Lin came to the side of the lake pit, a little disappointed, this pit is very large, but it is almost dry, only a spiritual spring gathers, it seems that both hands can be detained.

He walked out of the lake pit, climbed on top of a slightly towering mound, looked around, within a radius of a thousand meters, dozens of ancient trees towered, fallen leaves withered, covering the earth, giving people an incomparably depressed feeling.

Not far ahead, a forest of steles appeared, and nearly a hundred tombstones stood like an iron-blooded Terran warrior, standing proudly and unyieldingly.

Li Lin stepped forward step by step, with the mood of pilgrimage, came to the tombstone, bent down and bowed, and then half squatted down, his palm was as crystal as jade, and gently wiped away the fallen leaves and dust on the tombstone.

"I am fighting for the Terrans, and I should fight for the survival of the Terrans. This battle is dangerous, it is a matter of life and death of the human race, and the eight styles of the god of war and the method of blood explosion are specially left to benefit future generations!"

"I am a human race...... Leave the Aoki Spiritual Formula, Mend the Heaven Hand Residual Style, and Capture the Star Finger to benefit future generations and carry it forward!"

"I am a human race...... Today, I am lucky to return, I have a deep understanding, make up for the three hands of the forbidden demons, and break the three styles of witches, and benefit future generations with the whole previous method!"

“......”

Tombstones stand one after another, each of which is engraved with one or several kinds of martial arts, stroke by stroke, such as dragons and snakes flying, recorded in great detail, and even some faintly circulate their will.

This is the selfless dedication of the ancestors of the ancient human race, full of iron and blood and artistic conception, and it will be left to future generations!

Li Lin stopped step by step, wiped the tombstone, his demeanor was solemn, very religious, respectful and solemn, and he did not dare to be disrespectful.

"Whew!"

The cold wind howled, blowing the shadows of the trees, Li Lin vaguely felt that there were phantoms fluttering in the void, and murmured in a low voice, like crying and complaining, telling about ancient history and the immortality of the human race.

"Whew! Ancient ancestors, immortal! I am a human race, I fight for a human race, and I will die without regret!"

Li Lin lowered his head, whispered silently, and came to a tombstone, above his palm, mana was permeated, setting off a fresh wind, blowing away fallen leaves and dust.

"I am a human race Chimiaozi, I have the honor to observe the tree of Fusang, understand the way of the fire, create the heart sutra of the red god fire, and give birth to the god of the heart with the aura of the innate fire......"

"Red God Fire Heart Sutra, Cinghuo Aura!"

Li Lin sat cross-legged, quietly contemplating, his chest was blazing, his heart was pounding, and a big tree like red agate appeared, with fire all over his body, swallowing flames, and the fire dragon flying, extremely regular.

This is the fire spirit root in the innate five elements spirit root, Fusang wood, which contains the innate fire aura and the law of fire.

According to legend, the Emperor Emperor of the ancient demon clan, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, were born from the Fusang tree, so the tree can be called the sacred tree of the demon clan.

With the help of the Red God Fire Heart Sutra of Chi Miaozi, the ancestor of the human race, Li Lin had some understanding, and gradually evolved a wisp of divinity of the ancient demon clan's sacred tree, Fusang Wood.

Rumble!

At this moment, the Fusang wood shattered, the flames were filled, and the sparks splashed in all directions, rising and rushing into the sky, as if to burn Li Lin to the ground.

"Wow!"

A phoenix roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, flying out of Li Lin's heart, the divine feathers were brilliant, colorful, and magnificent.

A beam of light flickered, and the phoenix turned into a shape, wearing a red crown and a phoenix feather robe, with a blurred face, unable to see men and women clearly, but the vast aura fell, like an emperor.

"The Red God Fire Heart Sutra, the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra... All kinds of mystical skills are integrated, and finally their own law is achieved. ”

Li Lin opened his eyes, secretly happy in his heart, he comprehended all kinds of mystical skills, and the mental method of giving birth to the gods of the five internal organs was almost completed, but he himself always felt that it was a little worse, and now he has comprehended the Heart Sutra of the Red God Fire, and he knows it in his heart, and he will complete the exercises of the gods who conceive the heart.

"I am the emperor, and this exercise is named the Red Emperor Pregnancy Divine Formula!"

Li Lin got up and continued to move forward, there were several tombstones in front of him, recording six or seven kinds of peerless learning, he silently comprehended it, although these martial arts did not contain the true meaning of the law, but still made him gain something.

Li Lin was about to leave, bowed heavily to the tombstone again, left the tombstone group, and continued to move forward.

In several other places, the human king Emperor Xin obtained the secret method of a king of the ancient people's king tribe, the seal of the human king; the martial law Ji Fa, by chance, actually found a tombstone that recorded the book of Hetuluo, although the mystery is incomplete, but it is still extraordinary; there are also Yu Wang Yao Dan, Xia Wang Xia Yu...... and so on, and there is also a great harvest.

The time of March passed in a flash, Li Lin was in the forbidden place of the martial tomb, he didn't know the passage of time, the black and white changed, and he didn't even know when the time came.

"March time has come, and the forbidden place of the martial tomb is closed!"

A voice came, and an inexplicable force repelled Li Lin, and he dissipated like a bubble, disappeared in place, and reappeared in the throne.

Li Lin opened his hazy eyes, endless brilliance, complex essence, and disappeared in a flash; he gradually came back to his senses, looking at the many kings who had not been seen in March, as if they had been for three hundred years, and it was really like a world away.

Li Lin narrowed his eyes, first looked at the human king Emperor Xin, a colorful light was gorgeous, and there were faintly five powerful phantoms flashing, shining out, even more brilliant than the great sun, very dazzling.

Li Lin quickly turned his head and looked at Martial King Ji Fa, an illusory and ethereal meaning, the passage of time, the change of seasons, the mediation of the universe, full of endless impermanence and unknown.

Yao Dan, King of Yu, Xia Yu, King Chen, Chen Baxian, Song Shifa, King Qi Yuan, Liu Bang, King of Han, Jiang Wenhuan, King of Qi, King Eshun, King of Pingling, Lingchen, all the kings, have all been enlightened, exuding the atmosphere of the abyss.

Li Lin had already expected that his cultivation would be greatly improved, and so would the other eleven kings.

"In ancient times, the human race has gone through several wars, the battle for survival, the battle for self-reliance, the battle for life and death, the battle for self-improvement, and the battle for rise...... After many great wars, we have today's Terran! May you not forget the blood and hardships of your predecessors, move forward bravely, and fight for the Terrans!"

Rong Cheng appeared in the field and spoke slowly, with an inexplicable tone.

"Three days later, please bring five civil and military people here to start the decisive battle of the human emperor!"