Valkyrie

Chapter 1487 Tian Zuo
In the ancient battlefield, listening to the voice of the ruthless soldier soul Tianzuo, the people of the four ancient clans were slightly taken aback.

seem……

like.

Probably something is wrong.

The ruthless soldier soul didn't have too many twists and turns, "Among all the heavens and all races, there are murals like this...the existence of murals can lead to this dilapidated battlefield!"

"That's it... no matter which family's strong people want me!"

"And think I'm well received!"

"If people from the human race come in, I will usually let them go! But you...you lied to me, I'm not going to let you go!"

Tian Zuo's voice was extremely calm.

But it made the four great ancient clans frown. They only felt that the whole body was filled with murderous intent, which made them smell the breath of death.

In the tomb, Lin Huang looked at the scene in the ancient battlefield, and suddenly showed a look of amazement:

"Good guy, Tianzuo is actually fishing!"

I said why the vortex appeared so easily, and people from the four ancient clans could enter the ancient battlefield so easily.

I don't know if I will be killed by Tianzuo if I go in.

Lin Huang didn't want to take any risks.

"I have gone through endless years... I once proposed the concept of the seed world during the human race calamity! It is to divide the entire human world into countless small spaces!"

"And once a Tianjiao rises up, if he wants to step into the original world of the human race, he needs to cross the gate of heaven!"

"And for the sake of these arrogances, I will not stay in these small spaces. The small space cannot maintain the existence of the emperor, otherwise the space will be shattered!"

"You said..."

Tianzuo lowered his head and asked the people of the four ancient clans, "Do I know if I can take the opportunity to leave here through the Tianmen when Chan'er becomes emperor?"

The four ancient clans stared wide-eyed.

They never imagined that the soldier soul in front of them had such a terrible relationship with Tianmen.

And Lin Huang also opened his mouth wide!
Ruthless Binghun turned out to be the creator of Tianzuo and Xiaojie...

After thinking about it, it's no wonder that the ruthless soldier soul has gone through too long years. He has experienced several vicissitudes and witnessed many battles for the survival of the human race.

He may not have been involved with much, but he knew too much.

He knows how to keep the hope of the race under the oppression of thousands of races, and how to let more promising talents of the race continue to rise.

At this moment, the faces of all the four ancient clans were ashen.

They originally wanted to squeeze the persimmon, but they didn't expect to kick the steel plate.

There is no mention of these things on the mural.

The next moment, the soul of the ruthless soldier flew up, and he pulled out the spear in the abyss with one hand, his murderous intent boiled over.

"You are fortunate to be buried here, to be buried with the gods of all races!"

As soon as the words fell, the ruthless soldier spirit had already made a move.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the group of people in front of him.

Although, he has been sleeping for too many years, and he has not spoken for many years.

In the next moment, the war broke out completely...

In the face of the ruthless soldier soul's killing technique without any maneuvers, the four ancient clans no longer had the slightest expectation, and shot one after another, killing the ruthless soldier soul.

however……

In the tomb, Lin Huang saw the scene of massacres.

Between the two sides, there is no possibility of a contest at all.

Even though the strength of the four great ancient clans is superb, and there is no shortage of the perfect state of the Holy Emperor, but under Tianzuo's spear, they are just wooden stakes for practicing swords.

That ruthless soldier soul, at least still retains the strength of a god.

It is too easy to kill a group of holy emperors.

If he didn't want to move his muscles and bones, Lin Huang really couldn't find the reason for Tianzuo's attack. He just waved his hand, and the people who kept the four ancient clans exploded rhythmically like fireworks.

In the tomb, Lin Huang stared blankly.

The ruthless soldier spirit is too strong.

If he hadn't seen Emperor Jintian and Qin Zheng make a move when he was in the Fusang God Realm, he might have stopped thinking when he saw this scene.

And Lin Huang never expected it.

I painstakingly wanted to manage a treasure related to the gods, and then let the four ancient clans fight each other.In the end, they didn't expect the gods to appear in person, and they killed them indiscriminately.

Before, Lin Huang was still thinking that once the four ancient clans found out that the ruthless soldier spirit was too powerful, they would definitely escape from the ancient battlefield, whether he was outside the vortex, waiting for the four ancient clans to send their heads.

As a result, Tianzuo didn't give anyone a head.

Lin Huang clasped his palms together, silently recited Amitabha, turned around and was about to leave the Seventeen Tombs of Ming Dynasty to ask the helpers of the four ancient clans to take revenge.

however……

Before Lin Huang walked out of the ancient secret room, the vortex in the mural suddenly burst out with powerful devouring power.

Lin Huang ran out quickly.

Then in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the ancient battlefield.

He has no power to resist at all!

Poor like a little chick.

After stepping into the ancient battlefield, Lin Huang felt the horror here...

Savage.

ancient.

Bloody.

The fighting spirit is boiling.

The magic voice of hatred and anger resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Immortal Buddha's unwillingness appeared in his heart.

The battlefield was dilapidated, with corpses everywhere... Only when you step into it yourself can you feel terrible!
The most frightening thing was the attention in his eyes.

Lin Huang raised his head without hesitation, and looked directly at Tianzuo in the void. Since he was torn in by the vortex, it meant that Tianzuo had already discovered him.

"You are very unique, you have not been affected by the murals, locked your inner desires, and have not stepped into this world!"

Tianzuo opened his mouth, and he told the real reason why the four ancient clans entered the ancient battlefield.

It's not that they don't know the danger...

It's just that their desires are magnified infinitely because of the murals, which makes them seem sober, but they have already been controlled by their desires.

"I have seen Princess Chan!"

Lin Huang's first sentence was to save his life.

He was afraid that Tian Zuo would accidentally kill him... just like he would accidentally step on two ants when he was walking on the road.

Tianzuo frowned suddenly.

"Oh...do you have a different version of the story?"

Tian Zuo spoke in a calm voice, not believing Lin Huang.

"She disappeared. After entering the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, she could no longer get out. The Ming Dynasty was destroyed, and the Sky Continent experienced the Eternal Night Era for 2000 years!"

Lin Huang spoke.

"What I said is in line with the evolution of the years and the general trend, but..."

Tianzuo shook his head, he stroked the spear in his hand, his whole body gradually filled with murderous aura, "I used to leave with ordinary strength... Chan'er will die, this is a fate that she cannot get rid of, and it is also a fate that I cannot resist. But , her dynasty, his people will not fall!"

Tian Zuo is extremely confident in his significant other.

"I don't know what twists and turns happened in the middle, but... the other half of the senior soldier soul did not rise up at that time, but became my master Xiao Yishan!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Huang's body walked out of the heavens.

Tian Zuo, who originally wanted to slap Lin Huang to death, suddenly stopped. When he saw that the heavens were immortal, he began to believe Lin Huang's words.

Afterwards, Tianzuo shook his head and smiled, with disdain in his voice and cold murderous intent in his eyes:
"Heh... the fate clan..."

(End of this chapter)