Martial God Tianzun

Chapter 1501 Huang's Secret
Lin Xuan looked at the emptiness, feeling extremely depressed, seeing so many holy soldiers just now, but now it turns out to be empty, no one can bear this.

"Alas!" The Lord of Hundred Soldiers sighed, and a desk appeared in the whole wooden house. The four sides of the desk represented the four poles of heaven and earth.Each pole condenses the power of mystery.

"What is this?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, light and shadows of holy soldiers rushed out of the wooden house, and these holy soldiers turned into stars in an instant, blending in towards the desk.

"It's just the four-pole desk. The emperor once owned it. It's here. The emperor sees everything." The Lord of Hundred Soldiers said in a low voice. At the same time, in this starry land, a faint shadow appeared in front of Lin Xuan. .

The shadow is very short, like a dwarf, but he half kneels in front of Lin Xuan, extremely respectful.

"This is you? So many holy soldiers, what are you going to do?" Lin Xuan couldn't help asking, at this time Huang's mark had dissipated, and only Lin Xuan and the Lord of Hundred Soldiers were in the whole wooden house.

"The inheritor of the Great Emperor, the chosen one from Emperor Zun's hometown, I will dedicate everything when you come." The Lord of Hundred Soldiers spoke slowly, and every time he said a word, the starlight of the holy soldier became crazy Heading towards the four-pole desk, a vortex appeared above the desk at this time, and a force blessed it.

"I don't need your dedication, give me these hundreds of soldiers." Lin Xuan looked at these holy soldiers and treasures with distress. Lin Xuantai needed these holy soldiers to improve Jing Zhongyue and even control the Emperor Wuming Lingtai.

"They don't belong to the inheritors of Emperor Zun. What is left to you is another thing. It is the real inheritance of the emperor who can bear here." The Lord of Hundred Soldiers has raised his head, and the light and shadow are becoming more and more brilliant, but this is only the last The splendor of so many holy soldiers has turned into colorful vortexes, and the aura emanating from the desk is even stronger.

"Huang's inheritance? Saint soldiers don't belong, what is that?" Lin Xuan was already getting excited. Huang's inheritance can be obtained here, what exactly will Huang leave behind.

"I don't know, since I have divine consciousness and stay in the wooden house, everything I have is given by this thing. In this book, there is the secret of the Great Emperor."

The Lord of the Hundred Soldiers has calmed down, this is the mission of the Lord of the Hundred Soldiers, originally to protect the Heavenly Court, but looking at it now, all of these are left by Huang.

"Books?" What Lin Xuan is most afraid of now is books and dictionaries. Lin Xuan has been tossed by "Sunflower Treasure" for so many years. Now that he hears some books, Lin Xuan immediately starts to be on guard, looking at the Lord of Hundred Soldiers suspiciously.

"Don't be nervous, everything I have comes from the emperor, not what you think." The Lord of the Hundred Soldiers thought that Lin Xuan was afraid. After all, in this wooden house, it was still very easy for the Lord of the Hundred Soldiers to deprive Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan Possessing the inheritance of Huang, this makes the Lord of a Hundred Soldiers unable to do anything, nor can he do it.

"I'm not afraid of you, I just think that books are not suitable for me." Lin Xuan looked at the desk depressedly, and at this moment in the vortex, the light and shadow of the book were already condensing.

"Heir of the Great Emperor, I am finally freed. This is my destiny, but what about your destiny?" The Lord of Hundred Soldiers stretched out his hand, as if speaking for the last time.

Lin Xuan also stretched out his hand slowly, the Lord of Hundred Soldiers was already dissipating, and countless starlights radiated from the Lord of Hundred Soldiers, when Lin Xuan finally touched the hand of the Lord of Hundred Soldiers, Jing Zhongyue in the God Stone Space crashed And rise.

Countless knives, after all, the Lord of Hundred Soldiers has controlled the holy soldiers for endless years, and has all the aura about the nine-day holy soldiers.But in the end, the Lord of Hundred Soldiers dissipated, leaving a ray of essence of Hundred Soldiers in Lin Xuan's hands.

"Do you know what I want?" Lin Xuan also looked at the Lord of Hundred Soldiers in shock, but at this time the Lord of Hundred Soldiers had raised his head, the light and shadow were splitting, everything was dissipating, and the God of the wooden house had turned into a star. Hui is integrated into the colorful vortex.

Jing Zhongyue was trembling, trembling again and again, from the divine stone space to Lin Xuan's hands, the magic iron devoured everything excitedly, as if to fuse Lin Xuan's hands.

In Lin Xuan's left hand, there appeared a Xinghui font. It was a soldier, exuding the essence of hundreds of soldiers. Jing Zhongyue just merged into one, and the entire blade was distorted. The word Bing, however, began to decay in an instant.

"What?" Lin Xuan was also stunned. Jing Zhongyue was decaying, and the sharp blade was rusted, and the rust directly wrapped Jing Zhongyue.

The magic iron was still excited, as if a terrifying creature was hidden under the rust.Lin Xuan looked at Jing Zhongyue, unable to speak anymore.

Thick, terrifying, mysterious, cumbersome and other different auras appeared, and the aura of Baibing all radiated from Jing Zhongyue's body.The slender blade in the past is now like a block of iron. It is so rotten and covered with layers of rust that it is soon impossible to tell what it is.

"Why did you blend in the essence of Hundred Soldiers and become like this?" Lin Xuan couldn't see through the rust under the broken golden pupils. The breath of the magic iron had disappeared and merged into the breath of Hundred Soldiers.

Lin Xuan's divine power has been activated, Jing Zhongyue's weight is too heavy, the character Bing on Lin Xuan's wrist has completely disappeared, and now Jing Zhongyue has become a rotten iron block.

"Is it like a phoenix nirvana?" Lin Xuan weighed it, and there was a special fluctuation coming from the inside of the iron block. It was Lin Xuan's sword intent, Jing Zhongyue was still Jing Zhongyue, but Jing Zhongyue was slowly changing at this time.

"Decrepit and magical, I am waiting for your return. When you return, you should surpass Lingbao and Dao weapons and become the existence of holy soldiers."

Lin Xuan looked at Jing Zhongyue softly. The Lord of Hundred Soldiers used everything to accomplish Lin Xuan. At this time, Lin Xuan held Jing Zhongyue and slowly lowered his head, that was to sacrifice to the Lord of Hundred Soldiers.

Everything depends on Emperor Zun, and under Emperor Zun, everything left in the world is slowly dissipating.If Lin Xuan hadn't appeared, the Lord of Hundred Soldiers would not have dissipated in the world, and would have stayed here with the Heavenly Court and protected him in the Heavenly Court.

"This is your life, and mine will not belong to Jiuyou, nor to Huang!" Lin Xuan finally raised his head, his eyes burning with radiance again, and looked at the desk.

It's just that on the desk, the colorful swirls have disappeared. There is really only one book, and the pages are all burnt yellow, which is obviously old.Any breath has disappeared, the wooden house is still a simple wooden house, and the four-pole desk is also simple, as if this is an ordinary world.

"A book left by Huang? Will it be the same as the treasure book?" Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, Lin Xuan was worried that one mountain could not accommodate two tigers. It's like sending meat to Baodian.

Lin Xuan stood at the same spot, and the golden pupil of Powang kept observing. After watching for a long time, he really couldn't tell anything, so he obediently came to the desk.

"Forget it, what are you thinking about so much? Why don't you hurry up and see what's here?" Lin Xuan wanted to pick up the book, but just as he touched the desk, Lin Xuan's primordial spirit vibrated.

"What is this?" Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly turned into a vortex. Lin Xuan came from the west corner of the table. With that glance, Lin Xuan saw that it was a vortex. .

The air flow is black, surrounded by countless stars, which cannot be distinguished by others, but Lin Xuan saw at a glance that it is the same as the city of the North Pole. In the air flow, there is the spirit of the magic fairy.

"Land of the West Pole, Huang knows!" Lin Xuan was taken aback. If Lin Xuan hadn't raised his primordial spirit to possess Huang's imprint, he wouldn't have been able to see such a scene at all.

"Boom!" Just when Lin Xuan wanted to see clearly, the corner of the table burst into flames, and the burning ashes came towards Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan wanted to close his eyes, but the ashes disappeared.

"What?" Lin Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and just as he was about to react, a ray of light burst out from the corner of the table in the east. In this light, Lin Xuan suddenly saw blood, all of which were blood. It was a land of ruins, a void.

The starry sky is shattered, the stars are floating ashes, and all the spirits of magic immortals have been blown away. The sky above is a moat, and there are bones, one by one, forever in the middle of heaven and earth.

"Huang!" Tears flowed out of one of Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly, and at that moment, the corner of the table to the east had already burned, turning into ashes and disappearing in front of Lin Xuan, perhaps in Lin Xuan's eyes.

"The location of Dongji, Huang's bones!" Lin Xuan wanted to look at the corners of the table to the north and south, but there was no breath, or even any movement.

"There is a city of burials in the North Pole, which is guarded in the heaven and earth. From generation to generation, it will always guard the Nine Heavens Star Road. The power of the magic fairy will rise from the four poles. The land of the West Pole still has the breath of the magic fairy, and no one guards it. Huang knew it, but the land of the East Pole has already turned into nothingness, and Huang broke the East Pole, how is this possible?"

None of the burial priests broke through the North Pole, yet Huang destroyed the West Pole with the help of a generation of emperors. Such a thing is too shocking.How did Huang do it in the first place, why did Huang also know the secret of Siji, what exactly did Jiuyou and Huang go through when they were caught in the trap, what did they discover, and what did they break?
Lin Xuan looked at the corner of the table in the North Pole. There was a burial priest there. The secret of the burial priests existed in the city of the North Pole and the land of the South Pole.

"Huang, how did you do it? Why do you want me to see this?" Lin Xuan gasped. If it wasn't for the news of the funeral, Lin Xuan would not be able to accept everything.

The immortals on the immortal road have been cut off. The current immortal road and the current Jiutian are all arranged by magic immortals.The magic fairy came from the fairy road, everything is to occupy Jiutian, what secret does Jiutian have?
Lin Xuan could no longer think about it. The emperors of this generation came to the Star Road, not to mention Jiuyou, as the strongest emperor of the generation, led a million troops into the Immortal Road, and finally fell short.

Huang's appearance did not get the inheritance of Jiuyou, but he disappeared on the fairy road alone, and now Lin Xuan saw Huang's bones in the land of the East Pole.

You must know that the original Huang came from the flow of time and space against the sky behind the bronze gate, but in the end a terrifying big hand appeared and destroyed everything.

(End of this chapter)