Before dripping blood, Lang Yu recalled the words of the mouse. In the end, it was confirmed that he only allowed himself to swear to rebuild the Heavenly Palace, and did not say when it would be built for him. It's not a dead order after all.

Lang Yu is going to change his oath, at least before this drop of blood drips, he has to explain the matter, no matter whether the Demon Emperor is not there, whether he can hear it or not, will there be something unfavorable to him, the words have to be clear.

Looking up at the eagle with great charm, after more than a dozen breaths, Lang Yu calmly spoke: "I don't care what happened to you in this Heavenly Palace, and I don't ask why you chose me, but I want to tell you one thing, it is not my intention to accept your inheritance, this Heavenly Monarch Decree, I inadvertently admit the Lord, and this Heavenly Palace is also forced to be hunted in." But since I have made an oath, I will not repent, as long as I live, I will rebuild the Heavenly Palace for you at any cost, but it does not include avenging the Heavenly Palace, I will not accept the time set by you, and I cannot restrain my actions, if you have any unfavorable actions against me, the original oath will be invalidated. ”

Talking about the conditions with the Demon Emperor, and with a tough attitude, Lang Yu is out of the way.

Because he is Lang Yu, a lone wolf from another world, he has more and more important things to do, Gu Lei's affairs, Yueyue's affairs, finding Lu Xueying and Uncle Gan, and rescuing his master Yang Xiao, these are all things that must be done. And Tiangong, speaking of which, has nothing to do with a dime of his own, and Lang Yu can't be tied up by him. A heavenly palace like the fifth layer has been destroyed for four floors, let a venerable-level minor repair rebuild it, even if it is immortal, it is enough for him to build it for thousands of years, you can't keep something that a demon emperor can't keep, let me rebuild, you have to let me have enough cultivation, you have to give me time, this request is not too much. Moreover, my request did not violate my original vow, but only added a few conditions, just to fight for my own freedom.

If you agree, you can do it, if you don't agree, it's a matter of principle, what if you are the Demon Emperor, you can kill me, it is impossible for me to be a slave for you.

Regardless of whether the eagle understands it or not, the matter is settled, since the oath is incomparably effective in this world, then the conditions just now, the existence of the underworld must have also been heard, if the demon emperor does not agree, it will have nothing to do with him in the future.

After saying this, Lang Yu squinted and stared at the eagle for more than thirty breaths, and did not react at all.

Hehe, is this an agreement? It seems that this inheritor is not so easy to find. If there is no movement at all, Lang Yu is a little weak-hearted, it seems that the matter of rebuilding the Heavenly Palace is on himself, and the eagle has not reacted, so this drop of blood has to be dropped.

Lang Yu flicked his hand, his thumb swiped across the tip of his middle finger, and a drop of red blood rolled out.

"Go!" With a shout, the bean-sized blood droplets were wrapped in golden Xuan Qi and floated, and flew gently and leisurely towards the pillar under the Eagle Constellation.

There was no obstacle all the way, just a breath of time, and a "poof" bounced on the golden light, and it flashed away.

It seems that this Demon Emperor can't wait if he wants to find someone to inherit.

The blood droplets entered, turned into a red thread and jumped up by itself, with a roar of "buzzing ......", the red light was released, Lang Yu raised his head and closed his eyes vigorously, I don't know if it was the reason for the light, or the eagle was really alive, Lang Yu seemed to feel the pair of golden wings flapping.

"Huh......" again, why? What's going on? The things in the Demon Emperor's Palace have been activated, who isn't afraid.

"Whew-snort!" The third time he flapped, his wings turned into a piece of golden light and swooped down, this time Lang Yu was careful, a shape-shifting shadow flashed away, but unfortunately he still didn't dodge, it was too fast, the golden light swept over Lang Yu's body and disappeared.

Where is it, I don't feel it. Judging from the way I looked just now, I was cut off by a blockade.

The Demon Emperor Tianwei is not allowed to be disobedient, he has touched his bottom line, and he is finally a killer. Lang Yu just flashed in his mind, closed his eyes, and it was over.

Tianpeng three wings, the blood line on the golden pillar disappeared, at this moment, there is a hall above this Lingxiao Palace, that is the source of the golden light, the main hall has no door, there is a disc on the top of the hall, there are eight kinds of runes distributed on the disk, a half-red and half-black yin and yang door in the middle, this door turns, a white light rushes straight to the sky, and a simple scroll flies out of it.

The clouds rolled on the canopy, the thunder shimmered, and the sound of "click......click" broke from the sky, and the statue of the eagle that had turned into bluestone fell from beginning to end like ashes, and in an instant, the sky lit up.

A thick breath of blood rushed to his face.

Life and death and rest, Lang Yu raised his head and looked for the top of his head, and two lines of tears flowed down his ears.

He understood who that aura had always made him feel familiar.

The ancient scroll turned slowly, and the nine-colored light was peaceful and solemn.

"Division...... Fu" Lang Yu called softly. He regretted it, if he had known that his old man was here, he would have met any conditions for that demon emperor, but now—it's too late.

It's late, it doesn't matter, this body is not his own, and when he dies, his soul returns to the ancient scroll, and the master and apprentice can get together again. Maybe it will send itself back to the previous life and be his lone wolf again.

Lang Yu just quietly looked at the scroll in the air, enjoying the long-lost blood breath.

People live for a kind of hope, supporting Langyu all the way to his death, and it is for it to be able to see the master again

The wish has come true, what is the pity of dying.

Farewell, Daochen Realm. Think of it as a dream.

The corners of Langyu's mouth curled and smiled slightly. In the tears, it seemed that the master had come out, and scolded with a chuckle: "Bastard, let me wait for so long." ”

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the zenith, and a terrifying crack cracked, and the black cracked miserably.

"Ahh

"Boom"

With another loud bang, the crack exploded, as if the sky had been smashed, and a clear white hole appeared.

"Hahahaha......"

"Hahahaha......"

A deafening burst of laughter followed.

"Close!"

Lang Yu heard this word very clearly, not good! Someone wanted to grab the ancient scroll, and shouted "Master-Fu!" and jumped up.

With a flip of his hand, Qinghong pointed obliquely.

"Xiaobai, kill!"

No matter who you are, no matter what kind of cultivation you have, you will move Langyu's scales, and there will be no forgiveness for killing.

A series of cyan circles of light continued to fall, and the circle hit the ancient scroll, which immediately made it lose its brilliance, or rather obscure its light.

"Huh!" Qinghong slashed and struck out a string of golden flowers, but it didn't break. With such a strong technique, Lang Yu did not hesitate to destroy the secret technique of slashing the yuan, and sacrificed it for fifty years at a time, and there was no trace of the longevity that had been increased by the first order.

"Xiaobai, kill!" shouted, and at the same time, the golden turtle, the blue dragon, the firebird, and the ice sword, with three spiritual weapons, flew up together. The ultimate blow, Lang Yu did not reserve at all. Even the little man in the sea raised his hand and shot a white light from his eyebrows.

"Poo, po!" two short crisp sounds, the bottom two rings burst open, and the follow-up green rings were wrapped again.

"Which junior is you, you are looking for death!" There was an angry shout from above, only one sound shocked Lang Yu's knowledge of the sea to blacken, and it fell down with a "swish". Shaking his head, he chased after him again, and shouted with red eyes: "Xiaobai, kill!"

Qinghong slashed up with a whirlwind, and "Po" slashed again. But it didn't help at all, the green ring fell again, and the ancient scroll was still slowly lifted.

"Bang bang bang bang bang" Those Xuanqi combat skills are like a soap bubble, hitting the green ring, and the root hair is not hurt.

Lang Yu's blood-red eyes shook Qing Hong, but when he reached the white hole, he couldn't move an inch, seeing the ancient scroll flying higher and higher, and finally with a "whoosh", a white light rushed out.

"Ahh

He was angry, and the people above seemed to be even more angry, and he shouted, "Damn junior, die!"

"Woo!" With a flick of his sleeve, a boxy stone fell down, and the word "Tian" in a seal font under the bluestone enlarged head-on-hand above Langyu's head.

"Woo-bang!"

"Hum-" The speed was too fast, only these three voices could be heard, and Qinghong was knocked into the air. This is a killing machine that destroys the top, Lang Yu can't take care of it, and he can't dodge it at all, the Jiuyang lantern flew out autonomously, and the red light flashed and was smashed down more than a meter, and the cyan boulder exploded with a "poof", it didn't seem to be a real thing, just a kind of mysterious condensation shape.

"Who are you!?" ......

With a loud shout, no one from above responded, and Lang Yu looked at it again, the clouds were thundering, and the white hole had disappeared.

When I saw it in a hurry, I lost the master again. The boundless hatred turned into a roar of Taotao.

"Ah—— go to the immortal gate, I swear to stand with you!"

One of Langyu's faces was distorted by anger, and he gritted his steel teeth.

Is there anyone else who can do such a thing?

A purple vortex had quietly appeared at Lang Yu's feet at some point, "Whoosh!" Lang Yu's hatred continued, and a purple light rushed out of the sky.

In the Demon Emperor's Palace, Lang Yu disappeared, the stone carved golden-winged Tianpeng also disappeared, the colorful clouds swept over, the sky screen, the throne, and the stone platform gradually disappeared, and only the stars and the whining wind were left in the sky.

"Shangxianmen, I swear not to stand with you!"

......

Eleven words, making people have cold air above their heads, cold under their feet, and the three green dragons who looked up at the sky in a daze couldn't help but tremble, and a fierce murderous aura flew by, and even the scale armor was upside down.

Who is this!?

What was that skyrocketing white light just now? The three dragon clay sculptures and wood carvings that had been screaming for two days were silent.

There have been great changes in the Heavenly Palace, what about the Ten Highnesses? How is the big beauty? After more than twenty breaths, the green dragon in the middle shook his head left and right, shook his body, and turned into a pervert.

"There, she's out!

"Snort" one person, two dragons, three blue lights, disappeared into the sky.