Chapter 445: Endless Heroic Blood!
The yellow sand swept and rolled up, the yellow sand passed everywhere, not an inch of grass grows, and the silence here is like a void. Lin Huang's face was expressionless, Tsing Yi was barefoot, he reached out and grabbed it, a little yellow sand slipped in his hand, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse stirred in the yellow sand.
Yuan Tiangang felt something in his heart, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a handful of yellow sand fell into his hand, which was annihilated in an instant, stirring up divine power, and the divine power was like a knife, and it was killed in the palm of his hand.
Yuan Tiangang's pupils shrank, his hands were forced, and his divine light was shining, and he collided with the power in the yellow sand, and the yellow sand was completely annihilated into ashes, and Yuan Tiangang's face became extremely ugly.
Just a handful of yellow sand, it actually hides a killing machine, the power is amazing, the desert in front of him, the yellow sand is all over the sky, at this moment Yuan Tiangang looked again, where is the yellow sand, it is clearly countless sharp enough to tear the sky.
"Master, here ......"
Before Yuan Tiangang finished speaking, Lin Huang waved his hand and said slowly: "It's okay, it's just a little unwilling to fall into this yellow sand, this place should have been a mountain." ”
Yuan Tiangang was stunned for a moment, and after Lin Huang's explanation, this time, he immediately sensed the truth of this place. Here, it was supposed to be a mountain, there were two amazing strong men fighting in this place, earth-shattering, after the battle, the mountain turned into yellow sand, a powerful figure fell, with unwilling resentment, into this yellow sand.
"Let's go. ”
Lin Huang Qingyi was barefoot, striding forward, and there was a terrifying whistling sound in the yellow sand, like an unwilling strong man, and finally fell in the yellow sand, even if it was after countless years, he had to stand up again, fight with the sky, and fight with the earth.
But at this moment, there is only a piece of yellow sand in Lin Huang's eyes, and there is no hero in sight. At his feet, without the slightest bit of fireworks. But everywhere he passed, the yellow sand was annihilated inch by inch. Yuan Tiangang became silent, knowing the cruelty of this ancient road of Tongshen, the victor can naturally sing forward, but the loser, just like this yellow sand, has become a stepping stone for later generations, and has never even left a name.
The forest barren feet did not stop, stepping barefoot in the yellow sand. Everywhere he passed, the yellow sand was annihilated inch by inch, and his eyes seemed to see a pair of iron fists, flashing black and white light, instantly shattering the void, completely shattering the mountains into yellow sand, and an equally majestic figure fell from the nine heavens and fell into the yellow sand. A handful of yellow sand buried a hero of the world.
Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang did not stop, continued to move forward, and saw the altar at the end of the yellow sand. There is a dried bloody handprint on the altar, and I don't know who left it, dried blood, even after countless years. But it can still make people feel the unwillingness, just like this yellow sand.
Boom Boom!
The altar was activated again, and Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang continued to move forward. Leave this land of yellow sand, cross the void, and head for the road ahead.
When Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang walked out of the altar again, there was an iceberg in front of them, icy and snowy, heavy snow falling in torrents, endless cold, coming in an instant, making Yuan Tiangang feel cold in an instant.
The cold wind is like a knife, the wind and snow are all over the sky, fluttering and falling, everything in front of you is white and crystalline, spotless, but there is a shocking bright red wrapped at the end of the wind and snow.
It was a powerful figure, frozen in the wind and snow, clenched into a fist in his chest, a sword wound pierced his chest, his heart had been chopped off, his mind was gone, only a little bright blood, frozen in the snow, so vivid.
It was another dead strong man, who didn't know who was killed, and he passed by with a sword, killed with a blow, and was clean. Lin Huang took a step, his eyes were empty and indifferent, quietly looking at the figure frozen in the wind and snow, and groaned, his eyes fell on the sword wound on his chest.
Yuan Tiangang looked at this strong man frozen in the wind and snow with some surprise, his eyebrows were still the same, lifelike, he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "Master, this person seems to be a snow saint?"
Lin Huang bowed slightly, he also recognized this person, because this person is extremely famous, he is an earth-shattering human race sage among the sons and saints 100,000 years ago, and the name of Yi Zi is unexpectedly dead here.
And the ice and snow in front of him, extremely cold, I thought it was left by the strong man who killed him, but now that I think about it, it should be left by the Snow Saint.
Lin Huang groaned, and he seemed to see the Snow Saint roaring up in front of him, strong and great, icy and snowy, blowing unparalleled wind and snow, icy and cold, but when his momentum was at its peak, and the wind and snow were all over the sky, he was killed by a sword.
Yuan Tiangang also thought of this, and suddenly felt shocked, what kind of character is the Snow Sage, one of the Hundred Sages of the Princes, and the character of Yi Zi's name, could it be that he was also killed by a sword, at the peak of his momentum, if so, the strength of that person is simply shocking the past and the present, I am afraid that it can be comparable to the gods.
Lin Huang was silent for a while, his feet moved, silently, the wind and snow melted under his feet, revealing the frozen earth, and there were residual ravines on the earth, Lin Huang looked at the ravines quietly, and deduced carefully in his heart, after a long time, he said lightly: "Not bad." Xue Sheng and that man fought for three thousand years before that man caught the opportunity and killed him with a sword. ”
"It's not a crime of war, it should be that someone else attacked the Snow Saint behind his back. ”
Lin Huang's feet moved, melting another wind and snow, and he looked coldly at the remaining palm prints and said lightly.
Yuan Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief, this is okay, otherwise, if even the Snow Saint is not the enemy of that person's sword, then looking at the heavens and all the worlds, who can resist such a sword.
"The altar, there. Let's go. ”
Lin Huang opened his mouth lightly, and the battle intent on his body slowly rose, he knew that he would either not meet an opponent next, or he would encounter a peerless enemy. Because along the way, the losers are already dead.
The altar emitted light, enveloping Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang to continue to move forward, and this time where it fell, there was only another altar left, and then there was a void, and everything was annihilated.
Yuan Tiangang was suddenly startled, because he saw a palm print, a terrible palm print lying in the void, under one palm, the heaven and earth collapsed, killing a certain strong man, and everything was wiped out, only a little black and white were rich in this void, achieving an earth-shattering palm print.
Lin Huang was silent for a moment, this palm, he knew who bombarded it, except for Emperor Tian, there would be no one else, the number one ambitious person throughout the ages, really has terrible strength, under one palm, bombarded everything, no one lives forever.
"Let's go. ”
Lin Huang said lightly, it seems that Di Tian and the others have already walked in front of him, killing many shocking powerhouses, whether it is a demonstration or a shock, there are still these breaths, but they can't move Lin Huang's heart.
The altar roared up again, and the divine light said, enveloping Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang across the void, and continued to move forward, this time it seemed to be an extraordinarily long walk, I don't know how much time it took to finally stop, and the place where it landed was even more tragic.
The place was almost void, scattered with a broken knife, a broken halberd, and a broken sword. The breath was fierce, there was dried and mottled blood remaining on the weapon, and as soon as the breath was pulled, it instantly stirred up a terrifying sharp momentum, the sword light was vast, the halberd was magnificent, and the sword aura was brilliant.
It seems that this place has experienced an extremely cruel melee, leaving the breath of many strong men, and there must have been an earth-shattering battle, and in the end, the dust has settled, and three strong men have been killed, and their bodies have disappeared, turning into magnificence, leaving only three broken blades, telling the traces of their existence.
"I know the knife. ”
Yuan Tiangang was shocked and said, "That's a single knife, a single master's knife." ”
Heaven and earth have a single master, a horseman, a knife, a person, sweeping the heavens and the earth, that is, among the sons of the hundred saints, he is also an extremely powerful existence, known as the most likely to become a god, because he is the son of the sword god. But I didn't expect that the lone knife had been broken, so presumably the lone master had also fallen.
"And that halberd, it should be Fang Tian's painting halberd, Lu Fuzi's halberd. ”
"And that sword, it should be a peerless sword, the sword of the Lev. ”
Yuan Tiangang was shocked, he didn't expect that he had only halfway through this ancient path before he saw the legendary sword halberd. These three divine weapons have all kinds of legends in the heavens and all worlds, because they belong to three people, three strongmen who are worldly, the sword of the only master, the halberd of Lu Fuzi, and the sword of the master of Lev, which once suppressed an era and sank for a year.
Lin Huang bowed slightly, he knew that what Yuan Tiangang said was true, the broken knife, the broken halberd, and the broken sword were indeed the three horsemen in the legend. Only those three horsemen can have such a sword, such a halberd, such a sword.
It's a pity that the three horsemen who swept the world finally died on this ancient road of the gods. Lin Huang's eyes were indifferent, his face was expressionless, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, the deceased was gone, and it was not interesting to look at it any longer, but he was more looking forward to what kind of people and what kind of opponents he would meet at the end of this ancient road to the gods.
Yuan Tiangang sighed, shook his head, and felt sad in his heart, he couldn't imagine that even the three horsemen had fallen on this ancient road, and for a while, he didn't want to know what kind of existence existed at the end of this ancient road.
Even if there is no legend left at all, but to be able to cross the corpses of the three puppets of Dufuzi, Lev, and Lu Fuzi, and to the end, it must be an earth-shattering and extremely terrifying character.
In the next three years, Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang kept crossing the void, and they saw countless strong people along the way, but unfortunately they were all dead, and none of them survived. Only the traces of the battle were left, which lasted forever, telling that there was once such a strong man, so he fought endlessly on this road and never flinched half a step.
But unfortunately, in the end, they all became vain and became a stepping stone for others.
Constantly crossing the void, this road seemed to have no end, but finally one day three years later, when Lin Huang and Yuan Tiangang walked out of the altar, they suddenly knew that this was the end of the ancient road to the gods. (To be continued......)