Wasted City.

This newly rising city now has more and more momentum comparable to Bai Yujing, the cars are like dragons, and the people are like the sea, as if the people of the entire human world have poured into this city.

Although it is only an illusion, it undoubtedly shows that the Wild Alliance is in full swing and its momentum is monstrous.

There is still half a month before the seventh day of the winter month, and the news that Lin Huang's disciples are going to get married seems to have spread throughout the human world, and this desolate alliance city is becoming more and more lively.

An old man and a young man walked in the city of the Desert Alliance, unremarkable.

The boy was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but he looked old and calm, and he looked honest, carrying a long wooden box, tightly wrapped in gray cloth, which seemed to be the boy's luggage.

And the old man has a pale head, an ordinary appearance, a rickety body, and a kind of bitterness that is so thick that it cannot be dispersed in his complexion, as if he is overwhelmed by the weight of life, which makes people feel pity when they see it.

"Master. Didn't you push back the invitation of the innocent seniors? Why did you bring me to Wasteland again? The boy looked left and right, and no one was paying attention to them, so he asked in a low voice.

The old man waved his hand, but did not answer, saw a noodle shop, and asked, "Do you want to eat noodles?"

"Don't eat. The boy shook his head, "I still have dry food." ”

In one sentence, the embarrassment of the two was shown.

The old man smiled, "It's okay. There is still money for noodles. Besides, after eating this meal, naturally some people will eat and drink. ”

The young man was startled and lowered his voice, "Master." Are you really going to go to the Wasteland?"

The old man asked rhetorically, "You don't want to go?"

"It's not. The young man shook his head, his eyes flashing with confidence, "It's not now that I'm going to go." Lin Huang is known as the first genius in history. I'm not as good as him now, so naturally I don't want to see him. When I achieve the holy position, I will naturally go to the Wasteland Alliance and compete with Lin Huang. ”

The old man smiled, "Let's eat noodles." ”

The boy was a little annoyed, "What. Even Master, you don't believe it?!"

The old man ordered two bowls of somen noodles, and when he saw the young man's somewhat annoyed appearance, he shook his head, "That's why I brought you over to have a look." Knowing one's own situation and that of the enemy. You haven't even seen Lin Huang, how do you know that you crossed him. ”

The young man nodded and lowered his voice, "Master." I see what you mean. However, you don't mean that Lin Huang's plan is very big this time, but that he wants to wipe out all the scattered cultivators in the world and include them in his desolate alliance. Aren't we going into a trap if we go this way?"

The old man didn't speak, he ate the noodles slowly, he ate the noodles very strangely, a noodle with a green onion, he ate very slowly, until all the green onions were eaten, the old man picked up the bowl, and ate the rest of the noodles with the noodle soup in one go.

"There are fewer chopped green onions. Unfortunately, I don't like wasting food. The old man paid and went out alone. The boy sighed and hurriedly followed.

One old and one young, walked slowly towards Wenlong Mountain outside the city.

"Master. Don't sell it. While there's no one now, hurry up and tell me about your plans. I'm so prepared. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to asking Longshan, the young man asked in a little anxious.

The old man shook his head, unable to resist the young man, so he had to tell his intentions.

"Everyone can do it. Lin Huang's heart is higher than the sky, and he wants to subdue the world and cultivate. I also want to taste the taste of this alliance leader. In the future, when I eat, my master and apprentice will really not be short of money. ”

The young man was taken aback, "Master, are you sure?Lin Huang is indeed fierce, I heard that he killed Gu Zhenren a few days ago." ”

"Whether you are sure or not, you will only know until you have beaten it. The old man waved his hand, and his rickety body instantly stretched out, bursting with blood and blood, strong and terrifying, but this breath was immediately closed, and he instantly became the rickety old man, with a bitter face, walking towards the mountain.

One old and one young, slowly ascended the mountain, but no one could show the traces of the two, and the Zhenshan Divine Array under the Great Sage of Heaven was silently infiltrated by the two. It shows the strength of the old man.

Along the way to the top of the mountain, an old man and a young man stopped and looked at the square in front of the grass house. There were already six or seven people standing inside.

"Not bad. It's time to come. The old man whispered, holding the young man's head, a little annoyed, "Don't come out." If you don't cultivate enough, as long as you take a look at them, they will immediately notice them and expose your whereabouts. ”

The young man was silent, knowing that the old man was right, all the great sages in it were all great sages, grasping the heavens, penetrating the void and reality, unless he was as strong as the old man, he could blind the heavens, peep and hide, and not be revealed.

The young man's heart was itching, it was rare to see such a big scene, but he couldn't watch it, and begged the old man: "Master." Tell me what great sages have come? Have you seen Lin Huang?"

"Shhhh Don't speak. I'll tell you that. "The old man is a master of art and boldness, and he thinks that he will not be revealed by these people, but there is no guarantee that the young man will miss the horse.

"Good fellows. I didn't see Lin Huang, but my old friends did see a lot. The red-faced and black-faced, a handful of old men who still learn from other people's little girls in red robes are the great sages of reincarnation. The old man who is barefoot and clothed, with his chest and breasts exposed, is the great sage of Putuo. There is also the one who wears Confucian clothes and wears a purple and gold crown is the Nine Strokes Painting Sage. ”

"Interesting. Lin Huang really didn't refuse to come. Even the murderous guy came. "The old man is well-informed, and the great sage in the field, it seems that he knows every one, and he tells the young man one by one.

The young man was so excited when he heard this, he couldn't help but want to look up and see the appearance of these heroes in the world.

"Shhhh Hide well. Lin Huang is coming. The old man suddenly whispered, lowered his head, and hid in the shadows with the young man.

The young man was taken aback, "Master." Why are you hiding?"

The old man's face was solemn, "Sure enough, there is no void under the fame, and the forest is so powerful, I just glanced at him, and he already felt something." If I look at it again, I'm afraid I'll lose my face and be found out. ”

The young man's face was horrified, and he yearned for Lin Huang even more, and he couldn't wait to jump out and challenge Lin Huang in front of all the great sages, and he became famous all over the world from then on.

Lin Huang's eyes were cold, and he glanced thoughtfully at the direction where the old and the young were located, he felt a trace of something strange just now, as if someone was peeping.

But Lin Huang didn't care, his eyes swept over the saints in the square, his face was expressionless, he stepped into the grass house, sat under the enlightenment tree, and said lightly: "I am very happy that you can come." Sit. ”

None of the saints in the field sat down, looking at Lin Huang, and suddenly Ren Tu said: "Gu Zhenren was killed by you? ”

Human slaughter.

The only one in the heavens and all worlds who does not have a title, or the title is called the Great Sage of Human Slaughter. Notoriously murderous, he took the way of killing, when he was young, he was a beautiful man, erudite and talented, and later went to a world where there was constant war, led the commander of the twelve countries, slaughtered hundreds of countries, and killed tens of millions. It can be said that his hands are full of blood, and then the twelve kingdoms that recruited him couldn't stand his killing and wanted to kill him.

As a result, he led a large army and set foot on the twelve kingdoms. For a whole year, the killing continued, the bloodshed continued, the killing exceeded 100 million, the people and gods were angry, the heavens were angry and the people were resentful, and finally he was wanted by more than 300 big worlds.

disappeared for a thousand years, but I didn't expect that this time I was also alarmed and came to the Wasteland.

Lin Huang's expression was faint, and he glanced at Ren Tu, "What? Do you want to avenge him?"

Ren Tu laughed loudly, licked his lower lips, and the murderous intent was boiling, as if countless unjust souls could be seen crying behind him, and the corpses were mountains and sea of blood, just like substance.

The great sages present couldn't help but take a step back, thinking that the human slaughter was going to make a move.

Who would have thought that Ren Tu waved his hand, "It's okay." If you want to kill someone in the future, remember to ask me. I've killed a lot of people, so I can tell you some experience. ”

"Hmph. Those who are full of blood can also enter the house. Lin Huang, could it be that this desolate alliance is a place to hide filth and filth?" It was the Great Sage of Putuo who spoke, and this Great Sage was not simple. It is said that he was a disciple of the Great Zen Temple, but later betrayed his master and was also a lawless figure.

The Great Zen Temple chased and killed him for 10,000 years, and everyone thought that he was dead, and they couldn't imagine that he was still alive and well. You can imagine his ability.

"I understood a truth the other day. Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish. Lin Huang's eyes were cold and ruthless, word by word, which made people feel frightened.

All the saints were taken aback at once, they didn't expect Lin Huang to be so direct, nakedly exposing his ambitions, whether he was confident, or ignorant and fearless, and did not take the saints present in his eyes.

"Good. Joyfully. Ren Tu laughed, "As long as you can make me kill people with pleasure, then I will listen to you." ”

The saints were silent, looking at the forest wilderness.

The request of human slaughter seems simple, but the people present do not know what virtue human slaughter is, and those who take the way of killing are seeking the avenue in the midst of killing, which really makes people slaughter without scruples, let go of their hands and feet, and kill wantonly, I am afraid that hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the entire human world can be slaughtered by people.

"If I let you kill, you can kill. I won't let you kill it. You can't move a single one. Lin Huang glanced at Ren Tu, and his tone was cold.

Ren Tu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to turn his face.

But before the people could turn their faces, the Nine Strokes Painting Saint laughed loudly, "I recently drew a picture of the Three Emperors on a whim. It's just right to use as a congratulatory gift. Desolate saint, it's better for you to help your disciple receive this congratulatory gift from me. ”

As soon as the words fell, the holy hand of the Nine Strokes shook, and a long scroll of paintings flew into the air and was thrown towards the forest wilderness.

The picture scroll is unfolded, and everyone can see that the picture scroll is painted in the legend of the three emperors of heaven, earth and man who created the human world, and each of them in the legend is the cultivation of the gods, strong and great, and the light shines on the heavens.

"Nine strokes of the saint. Lin Huang nodded, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Three Emperors Diagram fell into his hands, to put it mildly, and the eyes of the Nine Strokes Saint suddenly froze.

"Interesting. You are the uncle of the Three Virgins. I also presented the picture of the Three Emperors, which is very good. I won't kill you. Lin Huang's eyes were ruthless, holding the scroll with both hands, unfolding it little by little, and his tone was cold.

This nine-stroke painting saint is the younger brother of the painting saint, although it is inferior to the painting saint, but it is also a strong character, every time he paints, he only uses nine strokes, so he got the title of the nine-stroke painting saint.

But the people present actually knew in their hearts that this was because he was not as good as the painting saint, so even if the painting saint fell for countless years, he could still only become the nine-stroke painting saint, instead of replacing the title of the painting saint.

Despite this, the paintings of the Nine Strokes Saint are not readable at will, not to mention that the Nine Strokes Saint also painted the Three Emperors this time, and the portraits of the three gods who rule the gods must be earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

Everyone's eyes looked at Lin Huang, watching him unfold the Three Emperors Diagram little by little.

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