The Holy Demon Son said twice in a row, and sensed the majestic ancestral aura on Lang Yu's body, and he was helpless.

Hearing the words of the magic knife, the little fat man pouted, floated in front of Lang Yu, puffed out his stomach and raised his head and said disdainfully: "Hehe, it's not difficult to break through the space? If it weren't for the spirit to let you in, do you think you would be able to enter?

Lang Yu looked at these two guys left and right, although the treasure weapon was good, it was still difficult for him to control it! Otherwise, if he could get one of them, he would probably not worry about crisscrossing the Nine Heavens Realm.

What is the Ancestral Treasure, and what is the Ancestral Qi? Although Lang Yu has obtained several Ancestral Treasures, he still has no impression of the power of these treasures, and he has never really brought into full play the combat power of the Ancestral Treasure.

Sealing the Demon Tower, he didn't find the tower spirit, the ancient scroll, he hadn't fully activated it, his own wolf knife could be regarded as exerting Langyu's greatest combat power, but it was just absorbing a trace of ancestral energy.

The little fat man should be right, if it weren't for the ancestral qi, maybe this immortal ancestral realm would not have appeared at all. For any cultivator, do you think that you have too many treasures on your body? Even for the sake of those four ancestral pills, you have to take away the Xuanyang Ding. Let's wait until the Immortal Ancestor finds it.

Lang Yu has already cracked Baoding, even if he doesn't take it, will that old guy still spare him?

But no matter what, taking away the things of the Immortal Ancestor still made Lang Yu hesitate again and again. Until the little fat man reminded again: "Little ...... Ahem, Brother Yu, you won't forget your oath, that ancestral qi golden pill was refined by the original spirit with half of the immortal grass of the ancestral realm. ”

The corners of Langyu's mouth hooked, and he looked at the little fat man in red from his feet to the top of his head, staring at the golden spittoon. The little fat man is an instrument spirit, and this thing is probably the image of Xuanyang Ding.

However, this kind of good thing of sending it to the door and forcing himself to take away the ancestral treasure seems to be evil no matter how you look at it. Langyu thinks that he is not yet chic to the extent that everyone loves him.

However, between the eyebrows of this little fat man, he couldn't see his purpose at all, and there was no trace of murderous aura, and this spirit did whatever it took to get out. If he were a cultivator, I'm afraid anyone who was trapped here for thousands of years would go crazy.

Langyu didn't seem to have any reason to be suspicious, and there was no reason not to accept it.

After closing his eyes slightly and counting the breaths, Lang Yu looked down at the Sky Wolf Knife: "Ancestral Qi is not a problem, but I have to collect this tripod first, and then it's not too late to go out." ”

"Truly...... What is there to harvest from a broken stove. The Holy Devil laughed strangely.

The little fat man's eyes widened, and he lit up the spiritual seal in the center of his eyebrows: "Boy, is it refining again!"

"Shut up! Protector the Dharma!" Lang Yu glanced left and right and said coldly, glaring at the two machine spirits immediately silent, only then did he raise his robe, sit cross-legged under the giant ding, sacrifice his handprint, and a golden-red blood line between his eyebrows shot into the Xuanyang Ding.

"Buzz!"

Xuanyang Ding's golden light was shining, and in the ancestral realm, a piercing sound was vibrating, and a huge flame was burning from the surrounding areas of the volcanic continent, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that a huge sun had fallen in the ancestral realm, and only the Immortal Ancestral Palace was still shining in the sun.

"It's Zu Bao! This is the breath of Zu Bao, Zu Bao is activated!"

Several immortal kings who were sealed on the hanging island looked at the direction of the Immortal Ancestor Palace with shocked and fascinated eyes, although they had never felt that majestic breath, they couldn't stop their accurate judgment.

You can't be wrong, it's them who are wrong, and they shouldn't be too careful. I just don't know which fairy king got it

This treasure.

At this moment, a vision also suddenly appeared in the sky outside the ancestral realm, and a colorful light bloomed on the secret land for thousands of miles. The light was like a burning flame, and Nana reflected a huge oblate golden tripod. The dragon is coiled and the phoenix is around, and the light is dazzling. It caused a wave of exclamations in the Ten Thousand Miles Immortal Domain.

"Zubao?"

"That's Xuanyang Ding!"

"Sure enough, the Immortal Ancestor Palace has opened!"

Lang Yu was too naïve to think, even if there was an acceleration of time in the Immortal Ancestor Palace, five days had already passed under the laws of the Nine Heavens Realm. When this demon clan entered the realm, the Immortal Ancestor Palace opened, and it must have alarmed the entire Xuan Realm, twenty-eight halls, and thirty-six Immortal Emperors were almost all surrounded by the Immortal Ancestor Palace. There are hundreds of immortal kings, and there are some cultivators who have taken away their appearances, each living in one domain.

Among them, there is a team of women in colorful clothes, who are dazzling, and all of them are the cultivation of the fairy king, and the clothes are colorful.

Although these people's cultivation is not high, they seem to ignore the immortals, staring at the ancestral realm, and whispering. They are the Protoss in the Xuan Realm, and they can be regarded as transcendent existences in the Nine Heavens Realm.

The other team is a one-color green dress, which is also mostly female, but it is led by three old men in green clothes fluttering, this is the spirit clan in the Xuan Realm.

The Nine Heavens Realm is a world of cultivators, the reason why they can cultivate into immortals and gods is that they have a strong source of aura, since people can cultivate, demon beasts can cultivate, then, all creatures in this world can absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and open up spiritual wisdom, and there will also be cultivators of all races in this Xuan Realm, but they are all under the rules and rule of the immortal clan.

In the northwest of the Immortal Ancestor Realm, there is the largest team, one by one, stepping on the dragon and stepping on the phoenix, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, and they are even more bizarre, but among the three or five hundred people, there are only nine immortal kings, surrounded by a young man in white. The young man was born with white eyebrows and white hair, a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, especially a pair of snow-white pointed ears, still retained frost-like white hair, and dragged a blood-colored crescent halberd in his hand. A pair of eyes glowing with blue light stared closely at the blazing sun.

This is the team of the demon clan.

The white-clothed young man listened to the exclamations of the Quartet, Lei Gong pouted, and snorted coldly: "What a broken ancestral treasure, isn't it just a urinal!"

"You! This is the secret realm of the Immortal Ancestor, it is better for Young Master Bai to retreat!" In the direction on the left, a beige-robed Immortal Emperor turned his head and said angrily.

"Hehe, the secret realm of the Immortal Ancestor, so what, are you still afraid of people looking at it? Don't worry, this young master is not interested in that urinal. As he spoke, he lifted the halberd in his hand and stood it in front of him.

Doesn't a demon king put the Immortal Emperor in his eyes?

But the Immortal Emperor gritted his teeth for a long time, and only swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, glared at Bai Shaozhu for a few breaths, and really didn't bother with him. And an old demon king with two antlers next to the white-clothed young man shrank his eyes and persuaded: "Young master, this is not a good place, we better retreat." ”

"What are you afraid of? Do you think that Immortal Ancestor is still alive? Hmph, even if you come out alive, it's not just our demon clan who is watching the excitement. ”

"This ......" The old demon king was speechless, it seemed that after a burst of transmission, several demon kings around him fanned out on the left and right sides of the white-clothed youth. However, their kindness not only did not protect the young man in white, but made him float forward. It seemed that those old monsters were blocking his view.

"Buzz - Buzz ......"

The colorful brilliance suddenly flickered, and the young man in white

He stood in shock. A pair of blue eyes shrank deeply, revealing a fierce light. It seems that in that brilliant light, I saw the shadow of a palace.

"Immortal...... Immortal Ancestral Palace!"

Of course, the image of the Immortal Palace was not only seen by this white-clothed young man, but also by the dozens of Immortal Emperors, although they had not been in, but the legend about the Immortal Ancestral Palace and the Immortal Ascension Rank must be no stranger.

In the thousands of miles of nebula, the Immortal Ancestor Palace appeared, and the immortals retreated, flying upside down for thousands of meters one by one, the emperor bent down, and the king prostrate. The glorious Immortal Ancestral Palace only showed a vague and mottled shadow, which exuded the coercion that the immortals had to bow down.

"Hahahaha......"

The young man in white glanced left and right and laughed. The coercion of the Immortal Ancestor had little effect on him.

In fact, it's not that the immortals can't withstand the pressure of that kind of bloodline and soul, but they don't dare to be disrespectful to the ancestors of the immortal clan.

This is the holy land of the Immortal Clan, as soon as the immortals retreated, the Spirit Clan also quickly retreated, and even the group of female cultivators of the Divine Clan retreated lightly, while the white-clothed young man of the Demon Clan raised his feet and flew close to a hundred miles.

A hundred miles, for all cultivators, for the vast Xuan Realm is just a step away, but this step has become a stand out from the crowd, and everyone is targeted. One after another angry eyes shot out with murderous aura, sweeping the young man in white with chills all over his body, and the spirit spirit shivered. But he deliberately stood up, glanced at the two nearest immortal emperors, squinted his eyes and snorted coldly:

Isn't it just an ancestral treasure? This young master is not a treasure hunter, at least it scares you like that?

This white-clothed demon king was close, but the old guys behind him didn't dare to go over. shouted from afar: "Young master, come back quickly, danger!"

Someone shook his head and regretted it, he really shouldn't have come to see what was going on, this kid made the Demon Emperor spoiled, relying on the emperor-level natal magic weapon, and he was used to being arrogant. There is no other way, a few demon kings looked at each other, raised their hands and pointed out a drop of essence blood, only to summon the demon emperor to stop this kid, otherwise I am afraid that something big will happen, this is the holy land of the immortal clan, if there is a delay, even the immortal lord will not be able to spare them.

"Buzz...... Boom...... Click!"

It was just a few breaths of time, and the holy land was once again full of brilliance, and with the wisps of golden light rushing out thousands of miles away, there was a burst of thunder and shattering sounds.

The immortals retreated again, but the more than thirty immortal emperors couldn't care about the white-clothed young master, and raised them one by one, staring nervously and in shock at the changing Immortal Ancestral Palace. The situation doesn't seem right, it doesn't seem that the opening of the ancestral realm should be this kind of movement!

Is there anyone who has obtained the ancestral treasure?!

A moment in the Nine Heavens Realm, in the ancestral realm, two hours have passed.

Lang Yu activated the Xuanyang Ding with essence blood and Jin Dan ancestral qi, and the ancestral treasure that had been silent for 10,000 years finally showed a stunning demeanor again. The little fat man in red, with a round belly, bloomed with a layer of golden light, and his eyes narrowed excitedly.

In two hours, Langyu's energy was almost exhausted, and the egg-sized golden pill that had been refined for several months had also become a peanut bean.

In order to get out, Lang Yu really worked hard, but with the consumption of Jin Dan and the exhaustion of his body, his face that was gradually gray frowned slightly.

Even if he was deep underground, Langyu had already sensed the brilliance and vibration of the ancestral treasure, but why didn't he have the slightest sense of recognizing the Lord?

It's on—dang—it's over.

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