"Master. The boy hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he didn't understand what had happened. Seeing the Night Saint and the Lin Huang, I was horrified and couldn't believe it, "Didn't I escape just now? Why are I still here? I also saw five peaks that went straight into the sky......

"Idiot. I can't stop talking. The Night Saint was a little embarrassed and scolded.

"It doesn't matter. Lin Huang waved his hand, looked at the young man, and nodded, "Not bad." Shenguang is restrained, has embarked on the right path, and the future is limitless. You and Tiangang are both young people, and you can ask each other for advice these days, and you will definitely gain something. ”

The young man nodded submissively, speaking of which, he is also a young and frivolous and lawless character, but unfortunately he saw Lin Huang's methods, and immediately knew that Lin Huang was the most terrible demon in this world, although in terms of age, Lin Huang and him can be regarded as peers.

But when it comes to strength, even his master and the Night Saint are not as good as him. The master is the teacher, and with Lin Huang's cultivation at this moment, his status is no matter how talented a young genius is, he can only perform the junior rites in front of Lin Huang.

Those so-called geniuses who are self-righteous and think they can challenge Lin Huang are all the real means that have not seen Lin Huang, they are simply frogs at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky, and Yelang is arrogant.

Maybe in Lin Huang's heart, for these people, he just smiled dumbly and didn't care.

The young man thought in his heart, standing obediently behind the Night Saint, knowing that on this occasion, there was no place for him to speak.

"Alliance leader. Today, the world is full of heroes, and the prosperity of our alliance is just around the corner. With a hearty laugh, he walked over.

In today's meeting, although only Lin Huang came forward, but there was no void, the Three Holy Mother, the Great Sage of Heaven and others were secretly observing, and it was impossible to really let Lin Huang face the heroes of the world alone.

Seeing that the dust had settled at this moment, Lin Huang used the momentum of the overlord to let the heroes tie their hands, and Wuxu and the others immediately walked out, each pulling the familiar Great Sage to warm up a few words, so that the atmosphere eased.

Lin Huang nodded, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "With your help, I will be in the wilderness, and the foundation will be determined for all generations!"

It was the Rotation Sage and the Night Saint who didn't want to join the Desolate Alliance, hearing Lin Huang's words, they looked at the heroes present, and couldn't help nodding secretly, knowing that what Lin Huang said was right.

Maybe the high-end strength of the Wasteland Alliance is not enough, but look at the great sage present.

Needless to say, the third step has been taken, and although it can't be used to its heart's content, it is enough to suppress luck.

The Three Holy Mother, the gods are all famous, although they have given up the path and cannot be cultivated, but there is a set of joint learning, real combat power, not inferior to any of the second-step peak of the great sage.

In addition, the Great Sage of Heavenly Craft, the Great Sage of Qilin, the Great Sage of Hundred Flowers, and the Great Sage of Leaving Fire, although these four Great Sages cannot be the dominant among the second-step Great Sages, each of them is enough to compete with the Frozen Sword Sage.

Then there are the newly joined Rentu and Putuo Great Sage, these two murderers are notorious, and it is difficult to meet opponents in the second step.

In addition, although the Nine Strokes Painting Saint did not speak, he was the uncle of the Three Holy Mother, and he was related to him, so it was naturally impossible for him to really break away from the Desert Alliance, and his strength should be comparable to that of Ren Tu.

And more importantly, Lin Huang, this is the first day of the ancient world, sitting in the center, proud of the ages, maybe in the eyes of those third-step powers, the entire Desolate Alliance and other great sages are not afraid, but no one dares to despise Lin Huang, not only the current strength of Lin Huang, but what is more terrifying is the strength of Lin Huang in the future.

The heavens and all worlds are still unknown, but at least there is a consensus in the human world now, as long as Lin Huang does not die, he will definitely dominate an era.

Thinking of this, the Great Sage of Reincarnation and the Night Sage glanced at each other, and their hearts suddenly wavered, feeling that joining the Wasteland Alliance might really be a good choice.

Since ancient times, which one who can achieve the god position is not in power, and the warriors under his command are like clouds, and the wise men are like rain. Although even if they have cultivated to the point where they are still groping for the achievement of the god position, everyone actually has a common idea in their hearts, that is, to become a god, it must require unimaginable resources.

Otherwise, from ancient times to the present, there would not be so many people who are keen to start a dojo and cultivate power.

There are only a handful of people who can achieve gods by being alone, and they are the most talked-about sword gods, with a single sword, proud of the heavens and all worlds. But a few people know that the sword god itself is a wisp of sharp qi when this heaven and earth first opened, and it contains an innate god born for hundreds of millions of years.

To put it more clearly, the path of cultivation is originally to act against the sky, to fight with heaven and earth, and to fight with sentient beings.

To put it more bluntly, the heavenly and earthly treasures you need for cultivation are always faster than if someone collects them for you than if you search all over the world. Sometimes, being on the line may determine your fate.

Whether it was the Great Sage of Putuo, the Human Slaughter, or the Three Holy Mother, the Great Sage of Heavenly Craft, or even the Great Sage of Reincarnation, it was not that they did not understand this truth, but that the previous ten holy lands were not willing to accept them at all. After all, there are only so many resources, and if they are allocated to these casual cultivators, they will not be able to use them themselves.

Therefore, it has always been a casual cultivator, not that he is willing to become a casual cultivator, but that he does not have the strength to break the monopoly, and he can only become a casual cultivator as a last resort, either as a reincarnation sage or as a night saint, or as a fierce god as the great sage of Putuo, and a human slaughter.

Now that the door of the Wasteland Alliance is open, it is no wonder that the pattern is to be redivided, Tiangong and others are flocking to come, even the Rotation Great Sage and the Night Saint also know in their hearts that the reason why the two of them are not willing to join the Wasteland Alliance now is just that they don't want to succumb to the forest wilderness, but both of them understand in their hearts that if they want to go further, they must need a stable force to lay the foundation for them.

So the two of them were silent and didn't speak, but they both knew in their hearts that they were afraid that they would choose to join the Wasteland Alliance in the end. Not for anything else, just for the sake of being able to see the day of becoming a god in my lifetime.

Lin Huang's eyes were faint, his expression was indifferent, he saw through the changes in the hearts of the Great Sage of Reincarnation and the Night Sage, and he didn't break it, and looked at the Nine Strokes Sage, "It's just right." Today, everyone is gathered together, and it is rare to see it through the ages. Nine strokes of saint. Would you like to draw a picture of all the saints?"

"Not bad. Not bad. I have long heard that the Nine Strokes Painting Saint has reached the peak of your Danqing Dao, I don't know if I will have this honor today?"

The Nine Strokes Saint laughed and glanced at Lin Huang deeply, "The alliance leader has an order, so I can't help but listen." ”

"Good. This is also an opportunity to leave a name for eternity. Don't rob me of anyone. The Great Sage of Lihuo laughed, his feet flew quickly, and he stood on Lin Huang's right hand, and his body took a step back, highlighting Lin Huang's status.

The saints shook their heads, seeing through the careful thoughts of the Great Sage of Leaving the Fire. It is said that it is the picture of all saints, but it must be respected by Lin Huang, who can stand on the left and right hand of Lin Huang, in a sense, it can also be regarded as Lin Huang's right-hand man, although it does not represent the actual situation, but the Great Sage of Lihuo undoubtedly took a small advantage.

But this is harmless, none of the saints will bother with him, and he looks at the void great saint with a smile. The human world respects the left, and the left is precious. Lin Huang's left-hand position, the Great Sage of Void was the one who did not give in, and none of the saints present dared to fight with him.

Wuxuan smiled, but he was not humble, and stood on Lin Huang's left hand, also taking a sideways step, showing Lin Huang's dignity.

The rest of the saints walked behind Lin Huang one by one, and the Great Sage of Rotation and the Night Saint hesitated, and were thinking about whether to join, when they saw Lin Huang beckoning to them, "You guys come too." ”

The Great Sage of Rotation and the Night Sage glanced at each other, knowing that this was the step given by Lin Huang, they smiled at the moment and nodded, "The alliance leader invites you, dare to disobey your fate!"

With that, the two also walked behind Lin Huang.

The Nine Strokes Painting Saint took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the hand holding the pen trembled a little, all together, so many great saints gathered together, it is really as the Great Sage of Lihuo said, this is the opportunity to leave a name for eternity.

As long as this picture of the saints is made, it will definitely be a masterpiece in the future, and if Lin Huang really becomes a god one day, this picture does not know how valuable it will be.

Set your mind, the nine strokes of the saints fell heavily on the pen, one stroke, outlined the outline of the saints, and then in one go, waved the pen eight times in a row, and the entire saints map jumped on the paper, just sitting in the center and leading the forest wilderness of the saints.

The Nine Strokes Saint couldn't put down the last stroke, carefully looked at the form of Lin Huang, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he suddenly dropped the last stroke.

The pen was broken, and the nine-stroke saint coughed up blood and took three steps back. Suddenly, the thunderstorm was great, and all the saints were shocked, knowing that this was a shocking brush, and it was obvious that the Nine Strokes Saint had painted a peerless painting.

Lin Huang raised his hand, the clouds and rain stopped, and a divine light hit and landed on the body of the Nine Strokes Painting Saint, instantly reviving his qi and blood, and his injuries were alleviated.

The Nine Strokes Saint couldn't hide his excitement, picked up the scroll, and walked towards the forest wilderness, "The alliance leader, the old way is not talented, and finally did not disappoint the alliance leader." ”

Lin Huang nodded, opened the picture scroll, and motioned for all the saints to enjoy it.

"Not bad. Not bad. The saints nodded again and again, "I have drawn the charm of our waiting, and the name of the Nine Strokes Painting Saint is indeed worthy of its name." ”

"It's a pity that the invincible demeanor of the alliance leader is not depicted. The Great Qilin Sage sighed and said.

The rest of the saints also nodded again and again, if this painting had to be almost something, it was that it failed to depict the invincible demeanor of Lin Huang, which was regrettable.

The Nine Strokes Saint smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't." The invincible demeanor of the alliance leader, whoever else is my senior brother reborn, I am afraid it is difficult to depict one or two. ”

The saints nodded one after another, feeling that the Nine Strokes Saint was right.

Lin Huang shook his head, knowing that they were complimenting themselves, and he didn't say much, he suddenly spit out a breath of white gas, and landed on Lin Huang in the painting, and in an instant, Lin Huang in the painting seemed to come to life.

"Come on. Don't be stingy, and use your own means. When the time comes, I will borrow flowers to offer this painting to my disciple. Lin Huang said with a smile.

The other saints naturally nodded, and sealed a breath in the picture scroll, and some even separated a trace of their thoughts at any cost. In just a moment's effort, this picture of all saints has changed from a scroll of paintings to an extremely terrifying weapon of destruction in the world. Seal the saints' mastery, ideas, draw ghosts and gods, who compete.

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