It's just that looking at the little fat man's smug and satisfied expression in his divine sense, Lang Yu should also understand that this machine spirit is in charge. Looking at the latest chapter, Baidu searches for the ancestral treasure of the Pinshu Immortal Clan, he can't recognize the master, this little fat man is using it as a machine to create ancestral qi.

When there was only a soybean-sized golden pill left, Lang Yu snorted coldly and stopped supplying.

No more playing.

"Huh?!Go on!" As soon as Zu Qi stopped, the little fat man immediately woke up as if he had been pricked with a needle, looked at Lang Yu and ordered.

It's really a commanding tone, and it's very unpleasant to listen to.

Lang Yu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at him coldly: "My Jin Dan is gone." ”

"No way. ”

"Hmph, you machine spirits probably don't have to keep your oath. All you want is ancestral energy, I'm afraid it's impossible to recognize me as the master, and you don't want to go out at all!"

"Hurry! It's just a little bit there. The little fat man looked at Juding and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, although the spirit does not have an oath, it is absolutely true, as long as you can activate it, the spirit guarantees that no one dares to provoke you in this Xuan Realm!"

This condition is very tempting, if you are holding a treasure of the Immortal Ancestor, probably this little fat man is not a big talker.

Lang Yu hesitated slightly, he still had to gamble, he couldn't miss the opportunity, the few immortal emperors outside were really terrifying. Staring at the boundless golden light, he took a deep breath, flicked his left hand, and the golden-red blood line shot out from the end of his fingers.

That little fat man was not given for nothing, as the spirit of the ancestral weapon, he was absolutely clear about whether the golden pill in Lang Yu's body could activate it. And Lang Yu definitely couldn't trust the things of the human race, he would rather believe in the magic knife.

The last ancestral qi, that is to save his life, as long as he can suppress that demon spirit, he has the qualifications to talk to the little fat man. In this kind of place of life and death, only a fool would do his best.

Lang Yu is not stupid, so it is impossible for him to pour out all the Jin Dan ancestral energy, he knew that this was the case, he should have swallowed two more elixirs and turned into enough Jin Dan.

Is this machine spirit done on purpose, and what is his purpose? It was also the first time that Lang Yu had seen this kind of treasure, so it was difficult to judge, and he couldn't guess. But he knew his bottom line, the golden pill in the dantian was quickly exhausted, and Lang Yu also stared at the expression of the little fat man tightly.

He had to leave at least a trace of fire behind that golden pill, and if this little goblin didn't react yet, Lang Yu would rather give up the harvest.

The little fat man in red yelled for a while, but he didn't pay attention to Lang Yu at all, squinted his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the golden light, and at the moment when Lang Yu gritted his teeth and wanted to withdraw his fingers, suddenly, the red-clothed figure of the golden light gradually blurred, but Lang Yu's eyes lit up and entered a golden sea of fire space.

Xuanyang Ding, recognize the Lord!

The entire space was in the shape of that spittoon, and tens of millions of golden talismans were woven into it like fish.

I didn't expect Xiao Fat to actually keep his word, this feeling is undoubtedly a confession, although it is different from the soul oath, but Lang Yu also immediately understood that the little fat man at least gave him a right to drive.

is full of essence and blood, and finally it is not in vain.

Lang Yu secretly let out a sigh.

But before he could finish his breath, the little fat man suddenly screamed in panic:

"Stop, stop, get out!"

"Buzz-boom!" Before the voice of the machine spirit fell, a piercing scream immediately sounded between the heavens and the earth, and Lang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, was almost shocked to the ground, and the golden light of the ancestral treasure was released, directly

covered Lang Yu, and Lang Yu only felt a terrifying force pressed from all directions, rushing straight to the sea of knowledge.

In an instant, the entire ancestral realm cracked, and the void exploded with a fish-like black electric light.

Ancestral Realm - It's going to be broken!

But the situation outside, Lang Yu didn't have time to feel it, because in his slanted pupils, he saw a fiery red spittoon the size of a drum surface.

I don't know if the laws of the ancestral realm have changed, or if this ancestral weapon has returned to its original form, in short, Xuanyang Ding has finally become a thing that can be grasped and collected in front of Lang Yu's eyes, so let him stop at this time - impossible!

"Stop him for me!"

Lang Yu's eyes burst out with two bloody lights when he stared at the ancestral weapon, and he shouted, a layer of golden light burst out all over his body, and he waved his hand to put the knife without looking, "Poof!" spurted a mouthful of blood, jumped up, and grabbed Xuanyang Ding.

This treasure is bound to be obtained! He wants to repeat his old trick, as long as he grasps the body of that machine spirit, he should subdue that little fat man just like he controls the wolf knife.

For the things of the human race, Lang Yu couldn't believe it, how could he not leave his back hand, his golden pill was indeed powerless, but Lang Yu refined nearly one-third of his ancestral blood into that pair of golden wings.

The little fat man didn't expect that Lang Yu, the body of a shemale, would condense the ancestral qi so quickly.

This is a life-saving thing, and that demon wing can hide the little fat man's induction from the sky and the sea, isn't this the will of heaven!

The little fat man of the machine spirit finally realized the taste of becoming eternal in an instant, a machine spirit, he didn't know why the immortal ancestor left it in the ancestral realm, so it was miserable.

At the moment when he had swallowed enough ancestral qi essence blood and was about to fly out of the crater, suddenly, the secret realm was shocked, and it turned out that it couldn't go, and the immortal ancestor had already set him up into an array to maintain the existence of the ancestral realm space. As long as he moved, the entire secret realm would probably be shattered.

As soon as he realized that the situation was not right, he immediately called a halt. However, Lang Yu is a master who takes advantage of your illness to kill you, one person and one spirit are just connected with each other, in this place of life and death, how can he not seize the fleeting opportunity.

The magic knife passed through the spirit with a "swish", and the little fat man who was about to disappear was taken away with his eyes stunned, while Lang Yu leaned out, and his long Xuanguang big hand grabbed the Xuanyang Ding that was the size of a bowl.

"Boom!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The faint figure of the little fat man in red roared in horror wrapped around the wolf knife!

With a bang, the sky collapsed, and the entire volcanic island rose to the sky like a tortoise shell, chaotic as the law of a knife, Lang Yu grabbed the knife in his left hand and rushed out with his right hand.

Within the ancestral realm, the sky was bright in an instant, and a piece of fire surged out of the sky like blood-red seawater.

Ancestral Realm - broken.

The small world refined by the Immortal Ancestor was originally to hide the island and land of the Xuan Realm in a different space, but as soon as it was broken at this time, it was all revealed in front of the eyes of the immortals.

Only the Immortal Ancestor Cave Mansion, the Xuanyang Palace, was undamaged and immovable.

"Boom, little fat man, you also have today!"

The Sky Wolf Knife let out a long laugh.

The little fat man in red glared when he heard the voice: "Hmph! You also want to devour me!"

shrank back, condensed into the size of a golden pill, turned into a red light and flew into the immortal ding.

After all, the Holy Demon Son is still not cultivated enough, and the spirit of that ancestral treasure has already returned to most of it, so he really can't kill the little fat man

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The dispute between the two machine spirits, at this time, Lang Yu was no longer in the mood to care, holding the Xuanyang Ding in his hand, turning left and right, and his heart was cold all of a sudden.

Beyond the rolling sea of fire, there are unfamiliar faces, terrifying breaths, and greedy eyes.

The ancestral realm broke too suddenly, Lang Yu naturally wanted to come up, but it was definitely not in this state facing the Immortal Emperor, but he was facing so many Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings.

At this time, Langyu is really exhausted, the oil is exhausted, and the lamp is dry, holding two treasures empty, without the support of the ancestral Qi Jindan, it is almost two pieces of scrap iron!

Langyu, who swept around the circle, had only one thought at this time: drill back!

However, the prohibition of the ancestral realm could no longer stop the Immortal Emperor, and that Xuanyang Ancestral Palace, Lang Yu couldn't enter.

Oh no!

Lang Yu secretly exclaimed, and still retreated towards the Immortal Ancestor Palace, however, the sky behind him had already stretched out a sharp eagle claw and grabbed it in the air.

"Hahahaha, it's just an immortal monarch, lend that ancestral treasure to this young master first!"

In the light of the fire, a young man in white pounced down with a blood-red halberd.

That guy is also delicate, but he has pointed ears and blue eyes, especially the giant eagle claws, shining with a faint blue light, coaxing, although Lang Yu can't sense the demonic energy, but, just looking at this appearance, he is not a human.

Demon Clan?

Lang Yu's eyes flashed, and he was slightly puzzled, and immediately sneered, and the demon vein was mentioned, releasing the breath of the Heavenly Clan.

He didn't understand why there was a demon clan here, but he also forgot that this was not the Daochen Realm, and the aura of the Golden Peng Emperor was useless here.

But as soon as the demonic aura dispersed, the young man in white also frowned, however, it was just a frown, and the giant claw didn't even change its speed, and it buckled straight towards the top of Lang Yu's head.

The young man in white didn't want to kill anyone, he just wanted Zu Bao to take a look, but that claw was too big and too fast, and Lang Yu couldn't tell whether he wanted a treasure or a life. The aura that stirred up the demon veins had no effect, and there was no chance to hide again.

A miscalculation, the killing machine came to the front in an instant, who would have thought that in the first battle of rushing out of the ancestral realm, he did not die in the seal of the Immortal Emperor, but he would be slapped under the claws of a demon clan.

What a tragedy!

Fight!

Lang Yu gritted his teeth, took out the only remaining golden light in the dantian, the blood in his eyes flashed, and he slashed it with a knife: "Xiaoyue!"

"Whew!"

The Sky Wolf Sword was in flames, and only a half-moon-shaped red line flew away.

The wolf roared in the moon, and the knife saw blood, because the giant claw was already imminent. A snort of red light flashed, and the big paw was cut into two like watermelons, and there was a loud explosion, and a terrifying exclamation came: "Ah!?"

The aura of the Heavenly Clan was ineffective against the young man in white, but this red light was extremely threatening to his life, and it could not be stopped, because when the golden light of the strange knife appeared, the demon pill of the young man in white froze for a moment.

For some reason, that red line made him lose the courage to make a move. When I came back to my senses and lifted the halberd again, it seemed to be too late.

If it is impossible to say that Lang Yu can kill a demon king in seconds, it is a bit exaggerated to break the demon body with only a trace of red thread, but the young man in white is too careless, and he doesn't treat a beginner immortal monarch as a dish at all, so it is inevitable that the soul will be seriously injured. If you don't get it right, it seems impossible to kill him in a realm.

The sword breaks the devil's sky