Damn it, the four of them are bullying themselves, right?

Lin Huang felt that he had been greatly wronged.

Obviously, the four heavenly gates were all born because of themselves... Their birth should also be due to some unknown potential or power of themselves.

result.

No fucking face.

Why……

Lin Huang let out a long sigh and exited the Tianmen space.

As expected, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

It seems that it is not an easy thing to comprehend the power of the four heavenly gates. It requires persistent struggle against the rebels.

It seems that the matter of understanding the six paths of reincarnation has to be upgraded.

Lin Huang suddenly felt that Huangfu Tianxia was a lot more friendly.

But it was impossible for Lin Huang to admit defeat...

After thinking for a moment, he rushed into the Tianmen world in his body and headed towards the Tianmen of the Gods.

He didn't believe it.

I am the Nine Nirvana Emperor, but I cannot control a Tianmen.

After twelve breaths, Lin Huang rolled out of the Tianmen space.

Fourteen breaths later, Lin Huang rolled out again.

Twenty breaths later, Lin Huang rolled out again.

After eleven breaths, Lin Huang's body was dripping with blood.

After seven breaths, Lin Huang roared like a madman.

After four breaths, Lin Huang directly exited the space inside his body and passed out on the bed.

…

Three poles in the sun.

Lin Huang woke up coughing, but he seemed to be sealed, his whole body ached very much, and he had a splitting headache.

This kind of mortal disease should not appear in a god.

However.

Lin Huang felt as if his whole body had been drained dry.

"It seems that the realms of gods and those below Wuhou are almost the same!"

Lin Huang murmured helplessly, silently comparing the gap between the human race's original world and the Cangqiong Continent. He became stronger, but also became weaker.

At noon, Lin Huang finally struggled to get up. The power of the gods began to flow in his body, and he finally recovered a lot.

It won't work without recovery.

Tomorrow, it will be the time for Qin Zheng to step into Mingxi City and hold sacrifices and canonization ceremonies.

There is not much time left for the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

strangeness……

He had been unconscious for a long time, and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races was stunned without even the slightest movement.

You don’t have any other plans!

Lin Huang pressed his temples, which were still aching, and pondered silently.

When Qin Zheng enters the city, the tense mentality of the entire Mingxi City may relax. Will they choose that time to take action?

But taking action at that time meant that they were already determined to die and wanted to drag themselves to death together.

If this is the case, then the problem is huge.

Lin Huang coughed twice and frowned.

because……

Qin Zheng cannot take action!

That's Qin Changsheng... Once he takes action, his strength will be revealed. When the time comes, there will definitely be a storm.

I am afraid that the human border will lead to more violent turmoil.

Not only can Qin Zheng not be able to take action tomorrow, but he will also not be able to take action for a long time to come. Until Qin Changsheng steps into the high realm of gods.

Lin Huang patted the window sill with his hand, looking at the white flags hung up in the streets and alleys overnight, his heart gradually fell to the bottom.

Perhaps now, it is not a question of when the Ten Thousand Races Alliance will take action.
Chapter completed!