The black hole that reaches through the sky is only more than 30,000 miles away from the Heavenly Palace.

Looking at it from the air, it is about 20 zhang in diameter, very round and terrifying. Penetrated through two layers of interface, and I don't know where it leads.

Lang Yu couldn't help but be secretly surprised, what was hidden in the Burial Demon Valley of God's Punishment?

This black hole, he should be familiar with, but the white light rushed up that day, and when he looked below, it was not so terrifying.

What kind of treasure is that?!The thing that can deliver such a blow will never be inferior to the Sky Wolf Knife.

Lang Yu still clearly remembered that the moment the Heavenly Wolf Knife rushed down, the black well that appeared in the depths of the Burial Demon Valley seemed to be connected to another world.

It's not black, it's like a black hole in front of you, and there's no way back to God's punishment from here. That kind of blackness, like a spatial crack in the distance, is the scene that shatters the void, because the divine consciousness is swallowed there, so it is black. Once inside, God knows where it will go.

Lang Yu couldn't imagine the situation, he could only judge by the legend of the Heavenly Cave in the Chaotic Demon Sea, if he fell into it, there would be no return.

This seems to be like the netherworld space, if you really enter there with the main body, the consequences are still unimaginable, in that space, if there is no connection with this world, you can probably only drift for a hundred years and thousands of years, until you die, and you may be directly wiped out, leaving only one soul into that golden light.

In short, the black hole and the void crack must be the place of death for the cultivator, not only is the divine consciousness gone, but even within a thousand miles near the black hole, there is also a mysterious gravitational force and endless killing opportunities.

The interface under your feet is connected to divine punishment, so where is the black hole above your head?

Lang Yu looked up at the sky, the universe is huge, the depth is endless, and the horizon is endless. There are still stars, sun, and moon in the distant sky, and there must be human beings and cultivators.

Just as you can't see the fairy world in the mortal world, and you can't see what is above in the fairy world, the layers of invisible interfaces are isolated from the eye.

What is an immortal? I seem to be an immortal now, but immortals are far from omnipotent, and according to Langyu's perception of his own longevity, immortals will also die.

Looking at the black hole, Langyu inexplicably had a reverie, and only after a few breaths did he withdraw his gaze. Diao Hu arrived, giving him a little respite, and the two spread their wings and rushed down against the edge of the black hole.

For Langyu, there is another way to find the interface, and that is to sacrifice the Sky Wolf Knife. Defining divine punishment by the sword is foolproof.

In the time it took only three breaths to rush down, the Sky Wolf Sword suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. There was darkness in his consciousness, and in a moment a reckless forest appeared in front of him.

Below is a huge valley that looks like a slightly sunken lid. This is an ancient long-leaved forest, row by row, layer by layer of leaves, like a row of long swords, covering the sky and the sun.

In the nearly circular valley, there seemed to be only two kinds of trees, and a large area of yellow trees surrounded a white forest in the middle that looked like an eyeball.

"Oh?"

This scene couldn't help but make the corner of Langyu's eyes show. Shensang Valley! It's really not far from the Burial Demon Valley.

"Huh. ”

Seeing Shensang Valley, it's really gratifying, those old goblins, if they don't have other skills, they are well-informed, and if they want to find someone, they have to be.

"Ready, let's go down. With one hand retracting the Sky Wolf Knife, as soon as the Xuan Qi was sent, a purple light slashed out.

"Shura Slash!"

"Huh...... Snort!" The purple moon slashed more than twenty zhang away, bursting into a cloud of five-colored light, the law was separated, the eyes were dark and bright, another space appeared, and the divine sense penetrated the past.

"Down. ”

Diao Hu rushed in first, and Lang Yu then crossed the line. The tight law slowly closes, and the interface gradually bridges.

The strength of the laws of the two realms is similar, and it is quite simple to break the boundary, but without the divine sense of the Yuan Infant and the law cannot be separated, then, the Heavenly Wolf Sword can pass, and it is absolutely impossible to leave.

Two eagles fell from the sky, and one swooped down.

"Holy Lord, it's the Valley of the Gods. The golden-winged eagle Diao Hu's eyes flashed a few times, and he also recognized the place where he fell.

"Yes, this is the place, you don't want to go down. I'll go and I'll come back. ”

The golden wings shook twice, Diao Hu stopped, and Lang Yu slid diagonally towards the center of the Shensang Valley, the White Mulberry Forest.

"Huh-" The huge golden wings drew a half-arc on the white mulberry forest and rose again. I saw the branches swaying and the leaves swaying, but the small black pool was gone.

Looking down from the sky, Langyu's eyes shrank and smiled.

It's a formation, or an illusion.

With one hand, he held the Sirius Knife. Looking at his feet, he raised his hand: "Old mulberry tree, the Holy Lord has arrived, don't you welcome it?"

"Whew"

Three white-clothed old tree spirits incarnated out, looked at Lang Yu and said with anger on their faces: "It's you again, the ancestor has just retreated, what are you going to do?!"

"Please help me find two people. ”

"What, let the Ancestor help you find someone, hum, you really think that you are the Holy Lord, even if it is the Holy Lord. The white-clothed tree spirit in the middle, with an angry face, didn't buy this holy lord's account at all.

Do you still want to go in? This time, without the threat of the Emperor Spirit, and without the threat of the Thunder Tribulation, it seems that it is really difficult to enter.

Don't say that these old immortals are not easy to kill, even if they can, they are here to beg others, and if they kill them, can they still have good results, and besides, there is no grudge or hatred.

Lang Yu thought for a while, remembered something, and sacrificed the Heavenly Palace Order with a thought: "Since you can't disturb the ancestor, then, I want to ask you, what is the use of this thing?

"Huh, Tiangong Order?" the three old tree spirits squinted in surprise. They looked at each other and shook their heads: "I don't know." ”

The effect is not very good, wow, I thought that after taking out the Tiangong Order, a few old guys would honestly and respectfully invite themselves in, and it seems that they don't feel it.

These demon clans don't know the Heavenly Palace Order?

It's not that they don't know, it's clearly written on the token, and who doesn't know what it is related to the Heavenly Palace? But even if it's the Heavenly Palace, that meaning doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.

Lang Yu was speechless, he was the Holy Lord, and people didn't recognize him at all.

"That Peacock Emperor Spirit, the deity has resurrected him. But he disappeared, why is this? Is it finished...... "Lang Yu had to move out of the Emperor Spirit again, and he had to ask the ancestor about this matter.

But before he could finish speaking, a faint voice came from the forest: "Please come down, Holy Lord." ”

The white light in front of his eyes flashed, and the mulberry forest disappeared, revealing the black pool below.

"Hey, hey. Langyu pushed his nose. With a fist at the three old tree spirits, they landed on the island in the pool.

Under the dry old stump, stood the ancestor of Shensang. Like a ghostly ghost, almost completely transparent, as if it could blow him away in one breath.

Lang Yu's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he took a light breath, as if he had taken the soul devouring insect, which was very harmful to the old tree. That insect can give people a chance to be reborn, just think about it, you know how against the sky, there is no life in the world, it must be a life for life.

For the sake of the emperor's spirit, the old tree can not hesitate to lose longevity, how can it not be awe-inspiring.

The clover, which withered two more leaves, became reddish-brown, wrinkled, and lifeless.

"Thank you for the gift of the treasure. Lang Yu bowed.

"The old man greets the Holy Lord. ”

Both bowed at the same time.

The corners of Lang Yu's mouth curved slightly, and he shook his head: "Ancestor doesn't have to be polite, I'm afraid that no one will admit it yet." ”

The three emperor patriarchs of the Divine Punishment Tribe probably didn't know the true token of the Holy Lord, so they mistook Jin Pengying; the old tree spirit had to recognize himself in order to resurrect the emperor spirit; and the dragon clan in the East China Sea naturally respected him as the Holy Lord in order to enter the Heavenly Palace. In fact, everyone is skeptical.

Shensang Ancestor really didn't confirm it, if he could be sure that Lang Yu was the person he was waiting for, then the three old tree spirits in the sky would not be disrespectful to Lang Yu.

"Although I have obtained the Emperor Treasure Golden Peng Wings and also recognized the Heavenly Palace Order, what the Ancestor really wants may be this thing. ”

Lang Yu said, his palm lit up, and an ancient scroll of paintings slowly rose.

"Huh?"

The scroll was just a Xuanqi image, but as soon as it appeared, it seemed to have a huge coercion, which made Shensang Ancestor stunned, and immediately shortened by half a foot. The translucent old face, the big eyes opened violently, the cheeks trembled, and the beard was scattered.

Astonished, excited, ecstatic, and then gradually calmed down.

It's fake.

With a shake of Langyu's hand, the ancient scrolls disappeared.

Sang Chenzi looked at Lang Yu with a pair of old eyes, looking at each other, and his faint eyes were full of questions.

It can't be wrong, what they're waiting for is the Elder Scrolls.

Lang Yu took a long breath and slowly spit it out.

"This treasure was originally on my body, but unfortunately it was snatched away by the Shangxian Gate. ”

Shensang Ancestor raised his eyes to look at the sky and shook his head slightly. What does it mean, did not say.

He didn't doubt that Lang Yu really had a holy relic, but that thing couldn't be snatched away after recognizing the master, and no one in this world could take away this treasure. The only explanation is that the treasure left on its own.

Does that prove that Lang Yu is not the one who holds the treasure? However, how could it choose the wrong inheritance holy master? If it is not the inheritor, how can the person in front of him get the Heavenly Emperor's wings, and how can he obtain the Heavenly Palace Order?

Sang Chenzi was also confused.

He would rather believe it, and he can be regarded as having fulfilled the commission of the Emperor of Heaven. Because he's running out of time.

"I don't know what I can do for my seniors?" Looking at the spirit body like a broken candle in front of him, Lang Yu couldn't help but feel guilty.

Sang Chenzi slowly turned his head and looked at Lang Yu for a long time before he said leisurely: "The old man wants to ask the Holy Lord for two drops of soul blood, but I don't know ......."

"Yes. Lang Yu didn't hesitate, turned over and took out a jade bottle.

"It doesn't have to be too much, the Holy Lord just needs to drip it on the grass. ”

"Oh" Langyu nodded.

With a flick of his thumb, a drop of blood bounced on the dead leaf.

A bright red drop of blood fell smoothly on the top of the clover, rolled on the still living leaf, and disappeared with a "sizzle". The clover shook slightly.

"Huh?" Sang Chenzi suddenly stepped forward and turned his head to look at him as if he had a feeling.

The yellow-green mulberry leaves showed a red line, and the veins like fish thorns brightened up clearly, and the red light quickly retracted into the main veins and retreated along the leaf stems. Then a red thread appeared on the delicate trunk of grass, leading to the arched roots of the old tree on the ground.

The red thread is gone. A breath of life rose faintly.

"What?!"

The spirits of Lang Yu and Sang Chenzi couldn't help but look down at the same time and exclaimed.

A drop of blood, is it so magical!?