man returning from hell

Chapter 520 What Are You? 【Supplement】

That's when this bloody streak tore through the sky and disappeared into Guangwang Palace, attracting the attention of all the ghost cultivators in Qinwang Palace.

A million miles away, above a vast and boundless blood-colored forest, the sky suddenly distorted and turned into a terrifying black vortex.

The pitch-black vortex was torn apart, just like a huge black hole. There, a white figure tore through the black hole, and stepped out from there.

This white figure is exactly Lin Tang who stepped into the passageway of Jiuluo Sacred Mountain.

I saw him standing in the void, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the entire blood-colored forest below, his eyes were calm and indifferent, but there was a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere in his eyes.

"The first hall of the Eighteen Halls of Hell, the Hall of King Qin?"

Lin Tang murmured, the bloody forest below aroused his memory.

Such a familiar scene, just like the first time I came here back then, this bloody forest mountain range gave me unforgettable memories.

Because it was from here that I stepped up to the highest Yanjun position step by step.

But unfortunately...

At this moment, I am still a little different from before. At least my cultivation level back then was much weaker than now. I lost half my life when I came out of this passage, and almost died directly under the fangs of ghosts and beasts in the forest. .

And now...

This may be the result of historical changes.

Because, although he is him, he is no longer who he was thousands of years ago.

At least, the tearing power of the void brought by this mere passage has already been unable to help me!

Thinking of this, Lin Tang looked into the distance...

That is the location of Guangwang Hall.

If the soul named Xiao Pingfan did not make mistakes, then King Qin Guang is just an existence with the same level of life and death.

As for why they knew it, it was because King Guang of Qin and Xiao Pingfan were of the same breed.

"From the many supreme beings in the Eighteenth City and Jiuluo City, to now even the kings of the Eighteenth Palace have been subdued by them, this Shura clan is really... more and more surprising to the deity!"

Lin Tang smiled lightly.

Thinking of that man, I have to say, after a thousand years of changes, this man is far better than he was back then, this chess game is not a level up.

But it is also far more sinister than the original him...

This kind of step-by-step calculation method was very disdainful to him back then.

Everyone is changing.

Lin Tang is changing.

Bai Yue is changing.

Blood Lord is changing.

Black and white, the judge, the master of the Eighteenth Hall...

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, the King of Shura, will change, and even the Lord Yan may not be the one he remembered at the beginning.

"But so what, for this deity, change or not, no matter how violently the butterfly wings are flapped, the result will never change, they are still just stepping stones under his feet, as long as he doesn't mess with himself Already!"

Who is he……

I'm afraid only Lin Tang can understand this.

He never feared him, but he didn't have much hatred either.

It's just that this time I will meet him in the end, the only thing I can hope for is that this time the face will be more peaceful than the previous life.

if not……

This trip to the Eighteenth Hall will become more and more interesting.

of course……

Lin Tang has always been a kind and interesting existence.

As long as the other party is really willing to play and dares to play with me...

"But now..."

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Without any movement, he stood in the void, staring into the distance...

There, a blood-colored Changhong came to suppress him with a vast and incomparable momentum, and soon revealed the true face of the blood-red horse.

It was a man wearing a blood-colored robe and covered in blood mist.

"It's kind of interesting. I thought it was just a pathfinder, but even the members of Xueqin were sent. Should I feel honored or disturbed?"

Lin Tang smiled lightly.

Entering the Eighteenth Palace will inevitably cause changes and movements in the Eighteenth Palace. It is not surprising that someone will come, but the surprise is that this person will be a member of the Blood Qin.

Just saying this, the person who looked at the blood mist didn't have any awe, on the contrary, it was like looking at an ant.

This made the member of the Blood Qin team frowned under the blood mist.

Palace of the King of Qin, Team of Blood Qin.

It's just a mere 18 members.

But the strength of each member is at least composed of strong men above the fifth level of the Tiangong, and even he is an existence of the eighth level of the Tiangong.

In the entire Palace of the King of Qin, they can be said to be the most noble existences in the entire Palace of the King of Qin except King Qin Guang. No one saw them, so they had to bow their heads and dare not look directly.

But now...

When this man saw himself, he looked at them with such a calm, even ignoring gaze, how could this not make him feel dissatisfied.

Just thinking about Qin Guang Wang Wang Zun's words, he still had to suppress the dissatisfaction and murderous aura in his heart.

Stepping forward, standing in front of Lin Tang, looking at Lin Tang with haughty eyes: "You, Lin Tang? The supreme lord from the Nine Luo and Eighteen Cities? Black and white, judges and other trash, you killed them all!" of?"

It seems... my own existence has also spread to the entire Eighteen Halls.

Should it be said that nine cities and eighteen cities are unbearable?
Or is it that Shura's control over the Eighteenth Palace has infiltrated more and more?

You can know your own news without even opening the channel.

Shaking his head, he looked at the Xueqin member indifferently: "If there is nothing wrong, then Lin Tang is the deity!"

"This deity?"

The Xueqin team member snorted coldly: "In the Eighteenth Palace, there is no such thing as a deity, and there is only one person who can be called a deity. You, you must pay attention to your words!"

Lin Tang narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not speak.

The Xueqin member sneered.

He said coldly: "Okay, come with me, the king wants to see you!"

He turned around.

want to leave.

But soon he stopped, frowned, turned around, and saw Lin Tang still looking at him quietly, as if he didn't hear his words.

"What do you mean?"

The member of Xueqin turned cold, looked at Lin Tang, and asked word by word.

"Without him, maybe it would be more appropriate to ask him to come to see the deity himself!"

Lin Tang looked at him indifferently and spoke.

But as soon as these words came out, the murderous look in the eyes of the Xueqin member became more and more suppressed, and the sneer on his face became even heavier.

"It's kind of interesting. As the rumors say, Lin Tang, a Yang man from Nine Luo and Eighteen Cities, is so arrogant that he wants Qin Wang Wangzun to come to see you..."

he said.

After a pause, he suddenly sneered and said, "But what are you? Dare to ask Wang Zun to come to the door in person? Are you worthy?"

(End of this chapter)