God of Fire

Chapter 167: Time is running out

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If there is really a weapon of the emperor's way, then the thing that I have spent the past six months preparing vigorously will be useful.

And just a few minutes later, Duan Tianya silently stood beside Lin Haoyuan in Lin Haoyuan's bedroom.

The country lord Izumo, who has always been calm and calm, has a rare sad expression on his face at this moment.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the chair behind him, the corners of his mouth smelled of reluctance and regret, and said softly, "Time is running out..."

In the next few days, under the leadership of Lin Yang, the bigwigs of Izumo country began to prepare for the Wangtiantai Swearing Master Conference.

Although he got the news from Duan Tianya, Lin Yang couldn't take it lightly. It was the ultimate decisive battle related to the fate of the entire Southwest Continent. Everyone pressed the future on himself.

Two days in a row.

Lin Yang is discussing the battle plan with Puaman, Prince Baker and others.

What kind of strength and post-recruitment Wanyoumen will have is unknown, Lin Yang and others can only arrange the most reasonable combination of resources and combat power in their hands, and strive to be able to hold the water and cover it.

Of course, the most important combat power in the entire battle was Lin Yang and Huo'er.

Those corpse monsters that have reached the realm of breaking the sea are the only two capable of dealing with them. In the remaining time, Lin Yang is adjusting his state and preparing his trump cards.

The penultimate day.

Lin Yang and others came to Wangtiantai at the southern foot of Qingyun Mountain.

This is a natural mountainside platform, which is nearly 10,000 square meters wide and solid. It was originally a nice view.

The swearing ceremony will be held here two days later. The royal guards of Izumo country came here in advance to build the necessary buildings, and Lin Yang is going to make some elaborate decorations here.

He has made the determination to kill Wanyoumen, this group of monsters cannot be tolerated in the world.

In this battle, what he wanted was not defeat, but a complete strangulation!

The whole Wangtiantai will become a life-and-death battle, and he will bury mystery underground and turn it into a bloody execution ground for demons.

For a full half a day, no one knew what ultimate move Lin Yang was going to make.

Everyone only saw the cold killing aura on Lin Yang's face when he returned.

Facing the enemy, this young man will only be the Shura Killing God who is more cruel than the opponent...

Time has come to the last night before the Oath-sworn Conference.

The vast moonlight illuminates the entire Izumo Palace, and the faces of the people who shuttle inside are tense and solemn.

This is a sleepless night.

Faced with an uncertain tomorrow, everyone is inevitable.

In the courtyard on the west side of the palace, there are some of the most important people in Lin Yang's life.

The core members of the Wen clan and the Zhao clan were all received here in advance, including Xu Yao, Master Yi, and many people who could not play a role in this decisive battle also entered the palace and received protection.

On the roof of one of the palaces, two figures were facing up to the sky, muttering while looking at the sky full of stars and the bright moon.

Wen Qingqing leaned on Lin Yang's shoulder, felt the temperature on the other person's body, and said softly: "Lin Yang, I have broken through to the late congenital stage today."

"En? That's pretty good!" Lin Yang nodded slightly.

In one year, from the just-breaking congenital to the late congenital, this speed is enough to surprise anyone.

"It's a pity... I still can't accompany you to fight Wanyoumen." Wen Qingqing's voice was a bit resentful.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future. You will always catch up with me..." Lin Yang was extremely calm before the battle.

"By the way, do you know? Sister Xu Yao didn't come back. She was retreating in Sunset Country. I heard that her talent for cultivation is amazing..."

Xu Yao

Lin Yang didn't expect that girl would actually start martial arts... The flavor behind it was self-evident.

But before Lin Yang had time to reply, he saw Wen Qingqing took out a small bottle from his arms: "And this... Sister Xiaoxiang asked me to give it to you. She said she would give it to you and you wouldn't want it. , But this is something useful to you."

Xiaoxiang

Lin Yang took the bottle and opened it. It turned out to be a bottle of green spirit overflowing with aura, with a refreshing fragrance.

"this is… "

"This is the elixir that Sister Xiaoxiang spent several months refining for you. She said you would understand it."

Lin Yang stared at the vial in his hand and smiled bitterly.

What kind of elixir is this, it is clearly the life spirit blood of that girl Xiaoxiang.

This is the spirit blood that contains the spirit body of Xiaoxiang wood attribute. Although it is not as good as the spirit blood of the [Good Fortune Spirit Body], it has the kind of anti-sky magical effect, but it is indeed a rare good thing for Lin Yang.

This bottle of spirit blood can instantly strengthen his fire spirit body, exploding unimaginable powerful combat power in a short time, which is equivalent to adding another powerful hole card to Lin Yang.

This is undoubtedly a good thing, but when Lin Yang turned his head and saw Wen Qingqing's little bit of resentment in his eyes, he knew that Nizi was jealous.

"Don't think too much, I have asked Xiaoxiang to cancel the marriage contract..."

"No, I didn't mean that." Wen Qingqing waved her hand quickly. She looked at Lin Yang, and she was sensible and distressed: "I know, people like you, Lin Yang, must be surrounded by people who admire you, Xu Yao. Sister, Princess Xiaoxiang, I actually like them very much... I just don't think I can help you much..."

"fool!"

Lin Yang's heart was warmed by Xiao Nizi's words, and he couldn't help scraping the other's nose.

"You know, the only person I like is you. And, do you think that the Su Xin Sutra I taught you can be practiced by anyone? There is a power in your body that even I envy, As long as you cultivate to the spiritual realm, everything will be manifested."

"Really?"

"Where did I lie to you..."

"You said, then you will only like me in the future. No matter how good Xu Yao and Princess Xiaoxiang are to you, you can't change your heart!"

hehe…

Lin Yang smiled.

On the eve of this war, Wen Qingqing was like a touch of cool spring water, soothing his uneasy heart.

The two of them just lay quietly on the roof, letting the sky cover them, lighting the stars as lights, shining their sweet moments.

But under the same bright moon and galaxy, a strange thing happened in a corner outside Yuncheng.

This is a mass grave.

Under the pale moonlight, it looked extraordinarily gloomy. Only a few black crows among the treetops dared to live in such a terrifying place at night.

Suddenly, the heads of several black crows turned sharply and looked towards the ground.

I saw a few cracks burst out of a randomly piled grave on the ground, and then the mud on it split up to the surroundings, and a palm covered with mud stretched out straight from the ground.

In this situation, anyone would have a cold back when they saw it, but it really happened.

As the soil continued to turn, a skinny, hungry ghost-like figure crawled out of the ground soon.

He knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, panting heavily.

The knotted hair hangs down in a long way, obscuring his face, but only the sneer at the corner of his mouth is very familiar.

Gradually, a thick, unresolvable ghost air spread from this person, like a thick black fog spreading to the surroundings.

A terrible thing happened.

Wherever the black mist went, all the weeds and wildflowers on the ground instantly withered, and a stream of tiny life spirits flew out and was sucked into the body by this figure.

Several black crows on the treetop noticed something was wrong, and quickly fluttered their wings, but it was too late.

The black shadow raised his arm and pointed it lightly, and a cloud of black mist flew straight out to wrap up the poor birds, then flew back and fell into the shadow's mouth.

Creak.

Creak.

This person actually chewed the birds into pieces alive, letting the blood lie down from the corner of his mouth, and finally swallowed it.

"Hehe, I am finally resurrected..."

This person's voice is actually very nice, and the face hidden under his long hair is also vaguely handsome, but it is hard to imagine how his heart can be so vicious.

"Lin Yang... Lin Yang..."

He repeated Lin Yang's name in his mouth, and every time he said it, the murderous intent on him was thick.

His hideous expression seemed to want to bite Lin Yang in his mouth, like the bird just now, crunching and chewing fiercely.

"Lin Yang... This time, I will definitely make you feel my pain, your relatives, lover, everything around me, I will ruin the same... You wait for me, wait for me... Jiejiejie …"

This person's words became more terrifying and cruel as he spoke, and the thick black spiritual power turned a radius of more than a dozen li into a piece of deadly scorched earth, and countless vital spirits could enter his body and enhance his strength.

This terrible guy actually has the ability to swallow life and turn it into his own use.

A full ten minutes passed before this figure left the mass grave.

No one noticed this weird and bizarre scene, and no one knew that a reborn demon had returned and aimed his scarlet gaze at Lin Yang and others who knew nothing about it.

The night, as if watching a horror movie, passed by trembling.

The morning sun slowly shone towards Qingyun Mountain, looking at the rooftop.

The entire Baili radius of Qingyun Mountain has been designated as a restricted area, and ordinary people have been isolated from a distance, and it is strictly forbidden to approach here for half a step.

Everyone knows that today there will be a rally related to the fate of the southwestern region of the Qiwu Continent, and it is even more likely that there will be a terrifying battle that will not happen in a century.

Looking at the rooftops, the flags of various countries were planted, and the various colors fluttering in the wind exaggerated the fighting spirit here.

Four teams of different colors have gathered on the shiny platform that has already been sorted out.

The golden armored soldiers of the Tianzang Kingdom, with a golden light, just like a heavenly soldier descending to the earth, very heroic;

The Golden Wolf Iron Guard of the Mengjili Kingdom, dressed in white animal skins, opened the prairie Erlang's resolute chest, to wipe out the evil spirits.

The beast warriors of the Fubo tribe have brown-black skin rendered by the sea breeze and the sun. They wear light blue shorts and shorts, showing their fighting spirit and strength with exposed muscles everywhere.