Inverse Sword Valkyrie

Chapter 399 Nine Saints

"Don't think about it, this is for survival, hurry up."

Coldly urged, the state is indeed abnormal.

Lin Huang hurried forward to help Leng Bingbing.

The two helped each other in this way and walked for three days and three nights in the undead mountains.

Perhaps it is because the way the two help each other is too special, so the relationship is getting closer and closer.

"How long will it take to find the Great Protector?" Lin Huang smiled wryly.

After walking for three days and three nights, the Immortal Mountains seem to be endless, and I can't go out.

"What? Come with me, are you impatient?" Lin Huang gave Lin Huang a cold look.

"That's not what I mean, what I mean is why don't we go to the Great Protector and see if there are any treasures along the way, okay?" Lin Huang asked with a smile.

"No." He said coldly and sternly: "The Great Protector went deep into the Undead Mountains alone, we must rush to support."

"Ok."

Lin Huang said helplessly, but during the rest of the journey, Lin Huang kept looking around, hoping to see something different.

But in the Undead Mountain Range, there is a dead silence everywhere, and there is no living thing to be seen. The scorched earth seems to be telling the past glory of this place.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed.

On this day, both Lin Huang and Leng Bingbing saw ruins ahead at the same time.

"The Great Guardian should be there, speed up."

Cold excitement.

"it is good."

The two moved forward at a high speed, and soon entered the ruins.

But Lin Huang and Leng Bingbing were quickly disappointed. There was no one in the ruins, and there were no treasures.
"Hey, it's not here, let's move on." Leng Bingbing sighed.

"Wait, look for it again."

Lin Huang shuttled through the ruins.

Seeing this, Leng Bingbing sighed, and said: "This place has been searched for a long time ago, and there is nothing there."

"Look at it first."

Lin Huang looked around.

After searching for a long time, Lin Huang found nothing.

"Did you believe it this time? It's time for us to hit the road!"

"Hey, let's go, it seems that the treasure has nothing to do with me."

Lin Huang sighed.

Leng Bingbing didn't speak, and walked ahead indifferently.

Just when Lin Huang was about to follow, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a scroll of paintings beside the collapsed beam.

Lin Huang wanted to pick up the painting casually, but at the first touch, Lin Huang couldn't get the Donggu painting.

"Miss Leng, wait a minute, I found a weird painting." Lin Huang shouted a little excitedly.

"What painting?"

Looking back coldly, after seeing the painting on the ground, she said helplessly: "This painting is just an ordinary painting, and it's all broken. What do you do with it?"

"No, no, this painting is definitely not ordinary, I can't hold it." Lin Huang said excitedly.

"Oh?"

Leng Bingbing was startled, and then bent down to try it herself, but she couldn't hold the ancient painting either.

"It's kind of weird."

I was very surprised by the coldness.

"Look what's in it!"

Lin Huang stared at the ancient painting.

The content of the ancient painting is a very ordinary picture of mountains and rivers, and there is nothing unusual about it.

After observing it again, Lin Huang said, "It seems that the material used for painting is extraordinary. It looks like paper, but it's not."

When saying this, Lin Huang thought of Chaos Meteorite.

The meteorite is still in his Qiankun bag at this time, and he intends to use it to forge weapons.

Seeing the ancient paintings now, Lin Huang was very excited, and wanted to take the ancient paintings away and use them to refine weapons in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang tried again, picking up the painting little by little.

The cold expression froze, and he was extremely surprised.

An ancient painting weighing a million catties is extremely weird in itself.

And Lin Huang shook a million catties with a little magic power, which also shocked Leng Bingbing.

"Miss Leng, I..."

boom.

Before Lin Huang finished speaking, he suddenly felt a majestic devouring force erupting from the ancient painting, as if it wanted to pull his spirit into the painting.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Huang's consciousness blurred, and he vaguely heard Leng Bingbing anxiously calling him.

Then, Lin Huang's consciousness returned to normal.

But when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Lin Huang's eyes widened.

In front of him, there is a beautiful mountain peak, and there are temples on the mountain peak, among the misty clouds and mists, like fairy palaces and temples.

"Why am I here?"

Lin Huang was startled, and then looked around, Lin Huang saw the chaos around him, as if only Lingxiu Mountain was the only real scene.

"Could it be an ancient painting that brought me here? Is this real or an illusion?"

Lin Huang had too many confusions and questions, and finally, he set his sights on Lingxiu Mountain.

Now, the answer can only be found on Lingxiu Mountain.

So, Lin Huang walked up to Lingxiu Mountain.

Looking at the otherworldly fairy palaces and temples in front of him, Lin Huang was a little moved.

But when he saw the monk inside, Lin Huang was even more shocked.

Because the realm of every young monk here is not lower than the realm of the god king.

"Who is this man?"

"It seems that he is not a disciple of our Nine Sacred Sect."

"It's not like looking at the clothes."

All the disciples talked about Lin Huang.

Lin Huang was a little embarrassed, and when he was about to find someone to ask about the situation, a female disciple in white came to Lin Huang.

"Are you Lin Huang?" the female disciple in white asked.

"Well, I am, how do you know my name..."

"You don't need to ask, please follow me. After meeting the Ninth Elder, you will naturally understand everything." The female disciple in white smiled.

"Okay, please lead the way." Lin Huang followed behind the female disciple in white.

After a while, the female disciple in white led Lin Huang into a large hall.

Entering the hall, Lin Huang saw an old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes were as deep as the eternal sky, as if he could see through the eternal mysteries.

In front of him, Lin Huang felt that he was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

"Senior, you are..."

"My name is Yang Xinghe, and I am the Ninth Elder of the Nine Sacred Sect." The old man replied with a smile.

"Then why am I here?" Lin Huang asked.

"I summoned you here, don't be surprised." Yang Xinghe laughed.

"Because of that old painting?"

"Yes, it is precisely because of that ancient painting that everything has its own destiny. Strictly speaking, everyone you see is dead now. I am talking to you through the ages, and you can understand Cheng, I have met you before eternity.”

"This……"

Lin Huang was dumbfounded, unable to understand at all.

"I am a celestial master. I accidentally calculated the future. You will make a great contribution to the Nine Sages. If you still don't understand, I can tell you that the Nine Sages of the Nine Sages and all the forces related to the Nine Sages , will be implicated one day, be thrown into the Shenwu Continent, and become a sinner."

As soon as Yang Xinghe said these words, Lin Huang was startled and completely shocked.

In this way, the old man in front of him was one of the nine saints and one of the parties involved at that time.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang couldn't help being very excited.

"Senior, please tell me the truth." Lin Huang said respectfully.

"Hey, I can't say, the reason why you are called here is something else!"

(End of this chapter)