Valkyrie

After listening to Lin Huang's words, Qin Changsheng laughed.

Then he said in agreement, "It is true that an eighth-level god will not die so easily... This is indeed beyond my control, but the latter will always be a bit dangerous!"

"The ghost slave was born because of ghost energy, and Chang Ye Sheng can control the ghost slave. Therefore, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts is an incomparable fit for Chang Ye Sheng. We know this, and then the other major forces will naturally know it as well. In this case , they won’t let Chang Yesheng get the inheritance of Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb!”

"Once the latter is obtained, perhaps his strength will expand to unimaginable levels in a short period of time! Such an existence has no bonds, so anyone can be offended!"

Qin Changsheng's voice transmission analysis said, "And Chang Yesheng has the blood of the Death God Clan, and he has a blood feud with the Chitian God Clan. Naturally, the Chitian God Clan will not allow Chang Yesheng to have such an opportunity and fortune. Therefore, although Chang Yesheng is sitting on the ghost There is an army of slaves, but it is not easy to obtain the inheritance of Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb, on the contrary, it is much more difficult than ordinary forces!"

"Sounds like this, Chang Ye Sheng is quite pitiful. He has cultivated to the eighth realm of gods alone. He just wants the inheritance of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and he has to be targeted by all parties!"

Lin Huang laughed.

"His life is indeed miserable!"

Qin Changsheng seemed to understand Chang Yesheng's past very well, "But this is the cruelty of the world. No one will forgive you out of mercy, and God will not be partial because of your suffering!"

"Similarly, if there is a conflict of interest between the human race and Chang Yesheng, no matter how pitiful Chang Yesheng's past is, we will not hesitate to kill him!"

Qin Changsheng spoke calmly. He was used to suffering and was neither happy nor sad.

"Now that the Death God Clan is not coming out, is it possible for the human race to recruit Chang Ye Sheng? After all, there is a relationship between the human race and Chang Ye Sheng, Emperor Jintian!"

Lin Huang asked.

"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and Emperor Jintian's face is not enough to make Chang Yesheng surrender and follow him!"

Qin Changsheng shook his head, "Moreover, if the human race is destroyed and you are the only one left, and the Death God Clan wants to recruit you to join, will you join?"

"Of course not!"

Lin Huang spoke regretfully, knowing that what he had thought before was a bit simple.

"So, there is no need to pay too much attention to Chang Ye Sheng. There is at most some goodwill between the human race and Chang Ye Sheng. But these good intentions are pitiful, otherwise the two of them would not be transformed into ghost slaves by the latter! "

Qin Changsheng saw it very clearly.

Lin Huang nodded, "It's a pity that an eighth-level god may be buried in the Ancient Realm!"

Qin Changsheng was silent and didn't say anything. He had seen too many talented people die young and too many strong men fall.

The way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs!

There is no such thing as too much pity and care. Birth, old age, sickness, death, fighting and killing are just the natural principles of the cycle of heaven.

The premise is that it has nothing to do with the human race.

Because he is still in this world of mortals.

"Staying here is a bit too boring!"

Lin Huang said.

"Are you really bored?"

Qin Changsheng snorted coldly, "There are several heavenly gates in your body, have you studied them thoroughly?"

"Six Paths of Reincarnation, how is your cultivation going?"

"There are still ten thousand ways in the body, so what?"

Qin Changsheng asked three questions, leaving Lin Huang speechless.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect Qin Changsheng to really regard him as his teacher.

Lin Huang kept silent, not wanting to talk to Qin Changsheng.

……

"You don't miss women, do you?"

After a while, Qin Changsheng suddenly spoke.

"My six sense organs are pure!"

Lin Huang directly humiliated himself.

Qin Changsheng stopped talking.

And Lin Huang has also sunk into cultivation. As Qin Changsheng said, he indeed has a lot to study. Not to mention other things, the four heavenly gates in his body are enough for him to study for a long time. Now, the power of his soul can last for a long time under Mopan Tianmen, but Lin Huang still feels that it is not enough, and he always feels that something is missing.

There is also the Divine King Art of Burying the Heavenly Divine King, which can also be studied.

Lin Huang's consciousness sank into the soul sea and began to practice quietly.

……

……

As time passes, Yehai City remains as ever-changing and unpredictable as ever.

After the previous battle between the ghost slave army and the eleven tribes army, it calmed down slightly for a few days.

However, at this moment, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb was shaken again.

This shock was more terrifying than the previous ones.

The monstrous ghost energy is like a sea, sweeping and enveloping the entire Yehai City.

Overnight, nearly 150,000 troops from the eleven tribes transformed into ghost slaves.

But this time, the ghost slave did not act rashly.

The army of the eleven tribes did not encircle or suppress them.

During the confrontation, neither side took action, and seemed to have formed a tacit understanding.

In just a few days, news came out in Yehai City that Chi Zhiqiu, the prophet of the Chitian God Clan, and Na Tingshang of the Abyss Demon Clan quietly came to the Ancient Ancient Territory.

Although these two powerful men were not found, it was said that they had entered the military camp of the eleven tribes.

Chi Zhiqiu has an outstanding position among the entire Chi Tian Divine Clan. Although his strength is not particularly strong, he is the right enshrinement in the Prophet's Palace of the Blazing God Clan!

The prophets ranked above him can only be counted in the palm of a hand.

And Na Tingshang, the demon clan, is not a god with outstanding wisdom, but he... is an eighth-level god.

For a time, the major forces in Yehai City felt deep pressure.

All the worshipers on the left side of the Temple of the Prophet appeared.

And so far, the first eight-level god to appear on the surface!

Eight Realms...

The Nine Realms have been extinct for too long.

Banbu Jiujing was also killed by Qin Zheng and Emperor Jintian together.

Therefore, the Eighth Realm is already the pinnacle state among all the worlds.

However, what happened after the two entered the army of the eleven clans is not something that the major forces can know in real time...

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"As you planned before, Chi Zhiqiu and Na Tingshang have entered Yehai City. What's next?"

In that ordinary restaurant, Chang Yesheng was wearing a dark cloak and calmly asked the figure in white standing at the window.

"Who is stronger or weaker between you and that Ting Shang?"

Li Baiyi turned his back to Chang Yesheng and asked.

"I have never fought, and he became famous too early. Whether in the abyss demon clan or in all the worlds, he is very famous, and he is considered to be a good group in the eight realms. And I...maybe inferior to him, but not It will be too different!”

"In a life-and-death battle, I will die and he will be injured. But it is not easy for him to kill me!"

Chang Yesheng evaluated himself very objectively.

"Are there eight realms of the Chitian God Clan in this Yehai City?"

Li Baiyi asked next.

"Not yet!"

Chang Yesheng said in a low voice, "But never doubt the sense of smell of the Chitian God Clan. Whenever something big happens, the eight realms of the Chitian God Clan will appear immediately!"