The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 1266 A little injury is nothing

"His strength is a bit scary."

On that big mountain, the man in black casual clothes had already left.

And that man and that woman were observing the battle at Lin Xing's place through their own means.

After the battle was over, both of them became silent.

Among the Huangxia forces, both of them are extremely clear about the strength of the five Heavenly Emperor realms.

The most powerful one was the woman who had met Lin Xing and Mei Qingzi before.

The second place is the most powerful man.

The third place is another woman.

The fourth and fifth are the other two men.

It's just that they didn't expect that the three of them would not be able to win Lin Xing together.

As for the battle ending in such a short period of time, they felt it was very normal.

Because there are only two types of battles at this level.

One, it takes countless hours to tell the difference between victory and defeat and life and death.

It may be decades, it may be hundreds of years, or it may even be one or two cultivation eras.

The second type is the battle with Lin Xing and the others just now, where victory and defeat and life and death are determined in a short period of time.

Compared with these two kinds of battles, the latter is the most dangerous.

Because just one detail can change everything.

For example, in the battle just now, if the time and space were frozen for a second longer.

No matter how powerful Lin Xing was, he would probably be besieged to death.

"His mind is also very delicate."

The woman let out a long sigh. Ordinary cultivators would not think about the aftermath of the battle.

But it is not Lin Xing who has no sky, but he has dealt with the aftermath.

He forcibly moved a mountain from Wuqiongtian, filled up the collapsed ancient battlefield, and then consumed his own strength to stabilize the space.

She could naturally see that what Lin Xing was worried about was that if left alone, it would cause that place to gradually spread, and then spread to the entire Wuqiongtian.

Then it spread to the civilizations of the heavens.

At least judging from the battle just now, Lin Xing was completely victorious in terms of the layout...

The man nodded his head slightly, then stretched out his hand to wipe the air lightly, and a picture appeared in the air immediately.

In the picture, there is a vast land and a dark sky.

There, there were dense crowds of practitioners colliding with each other.

The terrifying power made him concretize the picture, and the battle in it was faintly unclear.

After watching for a while, the man couldn't help exclaiming: "Those cultivators in Hell are really monsters. To them, cultivators of the same level are just like ants, and they can all go up against each other. , is simply too terrifying."

"Now I almost understand what you mean by Huang Xia's troubles."

The woman nodded solemnly with a slight expression.

Practitioners of Huangxia are generally stronger than practitioners of Hell in terms of realm.

But at this moment, the feeling on the battlefield is actually evenly matched.

This is something worth pondering.

Of course, what surprised her the most was that the cultivators in Hellland, with only three cultivators at the level of peerless emperors, were able to stop the existence of a Heavenly King in Huangxia's forces.

This is simply incredible.

You must know that the realm of the king of heaven is equivalent to the realm of the supreme existence of the civilizations of the heavens.

However, if the peerless emperor wants to become a supreme existence, there are still several small levels.

Few people can directly become the supreme being from the peerless emperor.

However, the current cultivators in Hell, relying on three cultivators at the level of peerless emperors, stopped Huangxia's existence in the realm of a heavenly king.

All of this has a feeling of upending their cognition...

"Next, it depends on the two voices in Huangxia, which one can be left."

The man looked at the teacup in front of him, and spoke in an inaudible voice.

This battle is almost impossible to stop.

However, there are also opportunities to stem and blunt losses.

That is, the two voices inside Huang Xia gradually turned into one voice.

Those two voices, no matter which voice is left in the end, as long as Huangxia's interior is completely stabilized, there will be room for manipulation at that time.

The battle at that time was the most anticipated.

Of course, it may also be the most frightening...

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"Fuck, Lao Lin, why did you become such a ghost?"

When Lin Xing returned to the mountain where the gate of space was located, the cultivators guarding here all looked at Lin Xing.

When they saw the injuries on Lin Xing's body, the eyes of those cultivators showed worry and concern.

Coincidentally, at this time, Bai Xiaoyao came here from Hell through a space passage.

As soon as he came over, he saw Lin Xing, who was covered in blood and had a very miserable wound, and suddenly looked rather confused, and then started to tease him in a joking tone.

As for whether Lin Xinghui will die, he doesn't care at all.

These injuries were nothing to Lin Xing.

I remember that when the two cities were fighting in Hell, Lin Xing's injuries at that time were truly miserable.

Of course, he also knew that Lin Xing's internal injuries were probably more terrifying than external injuries.

If one fails, it may leave some hidden dangers.

"A little injury is nothing."

Lin Xing smiled, and sat cross-legged not far from the space gate.

He reached out and grabbed it, and a pack of cigarettes and a lighter appeared out of nowhere.

Unpacking the cigarette, he took out one and lit it to smoke. Lin Xing exhaled a puff of smoke and said to Bai Xiaoyao without looking back, "By the way, why are you here?"

"The two city lords are inside, and our two deputy city lords are outside."

The corner of Bai Xiaoyao's mouth twitched twice. According to the original division, it was Lin Xing who was the outsider alone, and himself, Mo Yunyi and Yu Shoutian were the insiders.

But now, with a slight tweak.

Two city lords inside, two deputy city lords outside...

Lin Xing laughed when he heard this, nodded his head slightly and said, "That's fine, we are still suitable for foreign wars. I'm afraid you can't bear it anymore after staying in Hell for these years."

Bai Xiaoyao came to Lin Xing's side and sat down, gently smelling the smell of blood emanating from Lin Xing's body, ignored Lin Xing, but said with a slightly more serious expression: "Your injury, Is it really all right?"

"Don't worry, I will never be brave."

Lin Xing shrugged, and spoke in an understatement tone.

He is the most aware of the injuries on his body.

Trauma is nothing at all, and it can be recovered by consuming some strength.

The most difficult thing is the power left in his body by those three Heavenly Emperor realms.

However, with one's own means, it is not too difficult to recover, it just takes a month.

(End of this chapter)