Valkyrie

Chapter 140
Only half a quarter of an hour!
The corpse puppets, which were extremely powerful before, turned into a pile of real corpses under the hands of the blood-clothed man, and all the blood crows in his body were extinct at this moment.

call……

The blood-clothed man let out a long sigh of relief, hiccupped, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

click!
Kaka!

After the corpse puppets were exterminated, the sound of boulders grinding followed in the hall.I saw the bronze coffin lying in the center of the hall gradually began to move, revealing the entrance of the third floor bit by bit.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and then they were a little worried. If the man in blood hadn't appeared just now, everyone might have become flesh at the feet of the corpse puppet.

The third floor of the giant hall is more terrifying than the fourth floor.

Of the more than 30 people remaining in the main hall, half of them have begun to withdraw.But found that in the entire giant hall, except for the entrance to the third floor, there is no way out.

Just as everyone was contemplating, there was a sudden bang in the hall.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the blood-clothed man did not know when to strike, smashing the head of a martial artist beside him with a punch, and the whole head exploded in the air.

Everyone stared at the blood-clothed man, and the blood-clothed man swept across the crowd with a smile on his face, his eyes flickered with red light, like flames jumping in hell, making people palpitating and intoxicated.

Lin Huang's complexion changed, he turned his head forcibly to avoid the gaze of the man in blood, and at the same time slapped Lu Han and Mo Canfeng on the face.

"Soul capture!"

Lin Huang couldn't be more familiar with the power of the blood-clothed man's eyes, the soul-stirring power of the blood crow!

Thinking of this, Lin Huang had already guessed the identity of the man in blood.

——Blood Spirit Palace!

"Tsk tsk... What a young man, he was able to evade the power of this Marquis." The blood-clothed man immediately noticed the sober Lin Huang, with a terrifying smile on his face.

"And you, Nan Yunlie, are also sober, presumably you already know the identity of this Marquis!"

When the blood-clothed man spoke, all the warriors in the hall walked towards him, standing behind the blood-clothed man with expressionless expressions, like servants.

Even Yun Feifei and others from Piaoxue Palace appeared behind Xue Yihou.

Nan Yunlie stood in front of Lin Huang and the others with an incomparably dignified expression. It seemed that because of the identity of the other party, even his voice became somewhat hoarse:

"Unexpectedly, it is an honor for me to meet Xueyihou, one of the four great bloodlords, here!"

Lin Huang's expression changed drastically.

Bloody!

One of the four blood marquises.

When he was in Piaoxue Palace, Lin Huang knew about the existence of the four blood marquises, but he didn't expect to run into one of them here.

One of the four masters of the Blood Spirit Hall.

"It seems that you really recognized this Marquis." Xue Yihou waved his blood-colored robe, and a smile cracked on his face, "Since you know that Ben Hou exists, and you haven't been captured by him, then I will leave you alone." ".

With that said, Xue Yihou came towards Lin Huang and the others with his hands behind his back.Every step is extremely leisurely, but with every step, the momentum of the whole body becomes stronger, like mountains and rivers.The crowd couldn't breathe.

"Nan Yunlie of Piaoxue Palace, a disciple of Yan Zangfeng, can be regarded as a figure. It's a pity that today he will be killed by this Marquis!"

Xue Yihou said leisurely.

"Do you think you can escape after entering the tomb of King Wu?"

Nagumo Lie laughed.

"So what if you can't escape?"

The smile on Xue Yihou's face was even more terrifying, "As long as I shake Yang Xuangan's tomb, I can cut off a prison in Yin Yang Valley, so it doesn't matter if I die!"

"And, isn't there an old guy like you buried with him?"

Xue Yihou said with a smile, very calm and indifferent.

"It's just a prison to block the Yin-Yang Valley. Without the ancient scrolls, you will never be able to completely unblock the Yin-Yang Valley!"

In the hall, Lin Huang's voice suddenly sounded, with a sneer in his indifference.

"Mountain and River Ancient Scroll? Are you Lin Huang?!"

Xue Yihou's eyes fell on Lin Huang, a little surprised, and then said, "In this case, hand over the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, and I will save your life!"

Lin Huang closed his sleeves and said, "If any one of us is injured, I can assure you that you will never get the Ancient Scroll of Mountains and Rivers in your lifetime."

"Do you think that you, an ant in the realm of earth, are qualified to negotiate terms with a Marquis Wu?"

Xue Yihou grinned, with a murderous look between his lips and teeth.

"This is true!"

Lin Huang said calmly, "Unless there is another Cao Yangming from the Blood Spirit Palace, you will not be able to break through the Yin-Yang Valley without the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers."

The smile on Xue Yihou's face became brighter, and he walked slowly in front of Lin Huang, squinting his sunken eyes, and said, "But Ben Hou is more willing to believe that you can't bear Ben Hou's torture!"

With that said, Xue Yihou reached into the void with one hand, and grabbed towards Lin Huang.

Lin Huang and Nan Yunlie's complexion changed, they both felt an irresistible force imprisoning their bodies, they could only struggle continuously, just like birds in a cage.

"You guys don't know anything about Marquis Wu's power!"

Xue Yihou said with a smile, he already held Lin Huang in his hands while speaking.

groan!
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the hall, like a tiger coming out of the gate, roaring proudly in the mountains and forests.

Then, a pitch-black long spear, like a dragon, slashed across the hall at a thunderous speed.

Xue Yihou's eyes froze suddenly, and he grabbed Lin Huang's hand and retracted it like lightning. He avoided the pitch-black spear in a dangerous way, turned his head and glared at the hall, and roared:
"who is it?"

"it's me!"

Xue Yihou's roar echoed immediately.

A calm and domineering voice resounded in the hall. Although it was plain, it was like a crack of gold and stone, revealing the vigor of a long spear.

"Xuanziying, Shen Qingshan!"

"Shen Qingshan?!"

Lin Huang followed the source of the sound, and saw a burly figure suddenly appearing in the center of the hall, like an iron tower.The black iron armor shawl around her body is thick and majestic.A long spear in his hand was pitch black and thick ink, and its snow-white fringe rustled, as if it was about to pierce the huge hall above his head.

Thick eyebrows and cold face, tiger eyes like lightning, revealing a different kind of domineering.

Xue Yihou looked at the figure appearing in the main hall, his slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and after scrutinizing it for a moment, he smiled lightly and said, "Tsk tsk, it turned out to be the leader of the Xuanzi Battalion under Xuanyuan Tibing's command, Shen Qingshan!"

"What? You come here, and you want to deal with this Marquis? I'm afraid it's almost the same when Xuanyuan Tibing came here!"

Shen Qingshan raised his thick eyebrows, "A person who is about to die dares to be so arrogant. I, Shen Qingshan, came here just to kill you. If you want Master Xuanyuan to do something, what's the use of my Tiandi Xuanhuang four-character battalion?"

Xue Yihou's face turned cold, and murderous intent shot in his eyes, "Things that are beyond their control, even a Wuhou of an ordinary realm, dare to come and kill me, but it's just my blood food!"

"Then how about adding Benhou's Xuanzi army?"

Shen Qingshan sneered, and as the spear in his hand shook, countless figures suddenly rushed into the fourth floor and appeared in the hall.

Lin Huang looked over at a glance, all of them were black-armored spears and tiger helmets. They were all black and dense, and the mighty aura surged like a river and sea, making everyone breathless.

There are as many as 300 people.

And half of them are Tianyuan warriors.

"Array!"

Shen Qingshan spoke.

Huh!
The mighty sound of "Nuo" suddenly sounded in the hall.Like the beating of war drums on the battlefield, although it comes from the mouth of 300 people, it gives people the unstoppable momentum of thousands of troops.

In just two breaths, the Xuanzi army of 300 people surrounded Xue Yihou in the middle, and the spears formed a forest, pointing directly at Xue Yihou.

Xue Yihou paused, his expression a little dignified.But he chuckled and said: "They are only in the Tianyuan realm. Even if there are many, they are nothing more than ants to me! If you want to kill me with heads, 300 people are not enough!"

Shen Qingshan smiled contemptuously, and looked at Xue Yihou with pity, "Back then, Lord Xuanyuan was only in the realm of Tianyuan, and he raised millions of troops to destroy Dongxuan. He was not killed by piles of heads, but surrounded by battle formations !"

"Then more than 20 Marquis Wu in Dongxuanzong died in Huangquan? 300 people, killing you is enough!"

Xue Yihou's eyes flickered, and finally he gritted his teeth fiercely, "Then let's give it a try, let me break the myth of the undefeated Tiandi Xuanhuang Four-character Battalion today!"

After saying that, Xue Yihou let out a long roar, his body suddenly rose three inches, his hair was flying, and his whole body was full of blood, like a blood demon returning from hell.

Facing the astonishing blood, Shen Qingshan raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across Nan Yunlie and Lin Huang, and finally fell on Lu Han, calmly said:

"leave here!"

Nan Yunlie nodded bluntly, the battle of Marquis Wu is not something they can participate in.Even if he was watching the battle from the sidelines, even he would be injured by the terrifying air waves.

What's more, Lin Huang and others.

Lin Huang smiled helplessly, and followed Nan Yunlie towards the entrance to the third floor.

When he stepped into the entrance of the third floor of the giant hall, Lin Huang could only feel the sound of the Xuanzi army shouting and killing behind him like thunder, and the terrifying aura rippling like a landslide and an earth splitting in all directions.

Afterwards, the figures of Lin Huang and others disappeared on the fourth floor!

Ok?
When Lin Huang stepped through the entrance, the scene in front of him was not the imaginary hall, but an illusory formation.

Lin Huang turned his head and found that Lu Han and the others were not here at all.

"Has it been sent randomly again?"

Lin Huang frowned and whispered.Looking around, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally knit in one place.

The formation that Lin Huang is in is not a large formation of detention, but eight vortexes, and each vortex is an exit, leading to a deep and unknown place.

And in the center of each vortex, there is an ancient seal character spinning, exuding a completely different aura.

Life, death, shock, injury, du, scene, open, rest!

"Eight Gate Formation!"

Lin Huang murmured in a low voice, squeezed his warm palm, and fell into deep thought.The so-called eight gates are the eight gates representing different endings.

And if you are trapped in this formation, you must choose one of them.

Different doors, different fates.

This is a very simple multiple choice question!
But it can stump all the warriors who enter the formation.

Lin Huang is also difficult to choose, the so-called "one enters eight doors, nine deaths and one life" is the truth.

Lin Huang sat in the formation, staring at the eight vortexes faintly, a little worried...

(End of this chapter)