The Golden Lion Demon Emperor, with a posture of dominating the world, analyzes his fate in a consistent manner.

shocked the two ancestors of the Lu family, then looked at Lang Yu and said with a smile: "Junior, don't think too much, it's also providential to come here." The Heavenly Palace Emperor Treasure is not something you can use, leave two things, and you can safely go back to Linghu Mountain. Remember, everything you see here must not be divulged in half a sentence. Otherwise, your ancestors will not be able to protect you. ”

It's not a joke, and the Golden Lion is not a threat.

This is the truth, so the supreme chief of divine punishment spoke kindly, and did not mean to overwhelm people with force at all. Sincerely for the good of this little demon.

The top-level Demon Emperor had cultivated for nearly a thousand years in just one realm, and no one doubted that he had the qualifications to say this. Because there is only a demon general on the other side, of course everyone can also see Lang Yu's yang vein, but the highest is a third-order demon handsome.

Lu Jingqi smiled bitterly and arched his hand.

The golden lion glanced at him and shook his hand outward: "Emperor Lu doesn't need to say much, this matter is related to the thousand-year-old plan of divine punishment, and this emperor will naturally not treat you badly." ”

The Golden Lion Clan, to the extent of the old lion, is no longer just the head of a clan, but represents the entire God Punishment Demon Clan, how the three clans below fight is no longer in his concern, or this kind of battle is deliberately arranged by him, and even the rules of divine punishment are from his mouth,

So in this sentence, there is naturally no bias.

However, is Langyu unlucky?

If you come here, let it be safe.

Although it is unexpected, although it is like an ant, what should be said is still to be said, and what needs to be done is still done.

There is a feeling called misery, and there is a saying called helplessness. Under the tragic helplessness, it must be a fearless heart.

Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

Lang Yu somehow remembered this sentence.

So laughed silently. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he pushed his nose down.

"The younger generation has seen the Demon Emperor, and the younger generation inadvertently got the Jinpeng Wings, and also came to the Burial Demon Valley by accident, but the Demon Emperor's request may not be satisfied. ”

"Huh?"

The tall golden lion sank with a very unsightly complexion.

The eyes of the three ancestors of the Lu family and Yuan Kun looked back at Lang Yu, and then at the expression of the Lion Emperor.

This junior is very kind, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass this level. In any case, the difference in combat power is too great, and judging from the expressions of the two ancestors, it doesn't seem that the chance of sending Lang Yu out is not too big.

In the firelight, the surrounding temperature dropped to zero.

The Golden Lion Demon Emperor slowly looked up at the top of Lang Yu's head and chuckled.

Lang Yu also looked at the thunderclouds above his head, and turned to the golden lion again.

"Lord Demon Emperor, it's not that the juniors are reluctant to give this thing, but they really can't hand it over, this Jin Peng Wing was not picked by me, when I arrived at the Demon Emperor Palace, I dropped a drop of blood on the statue of the Demon Emperor according to the guidance of the Heavenly Monarch's Order, and this Jin Peng Wing flew into my body by itself, but I didn't know how to take it out. Could it be that the Demon Emperor is going to kill me?"

"Huh?"

The golden lion's eyes shrank, and he stared at the golden wings again, and after a few breaths, his gaze turned back to Lang Yu's face.

The demon clan is not good at lying, and Lang Yu really didn't lie.

If you can't hand it over, you have to kill someone, and if you want to kill someone, it's not a negotiation. Treasures can be handed over, but does anyone hand over their lives?

Thousands of years of old monsters are not fools, Lang Yu's words are the rhythm of jade burning.

Either you give up, or I blow myself up, and you still won't get anything.

The gentle resistance expresses the decisive heart of a low-level minor cultivator. At these words, the voice was not high, and it was unusually calm, so calm that the eyes of the more than twenty demon emperors present focused on the purple-gold wings in an instant.

Would you rather die than pay?!

The golden lion demon emperor's bronze bell giant eyes shrank, and a blue light flashed,

Lu Jingqi bowed his hand and said, "Please think twice, Lord Demon Emperor." ”

Lu Ziyun's face changed, knowing that something bad was going to happen, he was also a demon emperor, and in this burial demon valley, he could be said to be nothing.

In Lang Yu's words, he seemed to understand a little bit of Lang Yu's dependence, so he was scared to death. This kid wants to lead the heavenly tribulation and enter the Yuan Shen, with his own drop of imperial blood, does he think he can escape?

I'm afraid that this little ancestor is dead, and his blood can only be of some use outside the Burial Demon Valley, because the demon emperor-level figure does not dare to strike with all his strength, and may have a chance to escape. But today this place is hard again, my God, you are purely unlucky, it seems that the two ancestors have no choice, and the breath of the golden lion is that he himself feels terrifying.

Lu Ziyun had no doubt that with Lang Yu's cultivation, he was not even qualified to die in front of the old lion.

Little free cub, you shouldn't have run here!If the great divine punishment can't contain you!?

Lu Ziyun gritted his teeth and looked at Lang Yu, hating him so much that his heart itched.

There was a hateful gaze in the murderous aura in the sky, and Lang Yu turned his head to look at it as if he had heard Lu Ziyun's heart.

He smiled and said: "Ancestor rest assured, the so-called life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, and who is the treasure of the Demon Emperor's inheritance is destined to be determined." I'm afraid it's also providential for the younger generation to come here. It's just to fulfill the original oath, if the Demon Emperor abandons me, what will I say. ”

"What oath?" the golden lion asked in a cold voice with a wide eye.

"Rebuild the Heavenly Palace. ”

The four words "hum" were so ridiculous that even the old demon emperor couldn't help but laugh and hum.

"The Emperor will do it for you. As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand, and an overwhelming lion's claw appeared on top of Lang Yu's head, completely cutting off the breath of the thundercloud.

Langyu's arrogance has long violated the majesty of the Lord of Divine Punishment.

"Ahh

The two ancestors of the Lu family rose into the air, but they did not make a move. With this palm, they know that they are in vain, and if they can't make a move, it is also related to the survival of a family.

The Lion Demon Emperor glared. "Huh?!"

The huge lion's claws hooked downward.

Lang Yu also snorted coldly, and as soon as he turned his hand, the green bead appeared, and he raised his hand to send it upward.

"Since you want it, then, I'll give you this thing too!"

A green bead, the size of a human head, its appearance is not good, three feet out of his hand, and immediately shines brightly, it is like a tide of fire and mysterious qi surging wildly.

"Chirp!" said a clear cry from the green beads, and even the big claws on the top of his head whirlpooled and went straight over.

A shout, clear and bright, listening to Langyu's mind, the sea of knowledge was instantly clear, and everyone felt that they were flying up, and all the coercion disappeared without a trace.

And these two cries, listening to the ears of the seventeen demon emperors above their heads, were very different.

Including the two ancestors of the Lu family, in an instant, it seemed that two sharp arrows passed through the void, and a buzzing sound shot through the sea of consciousness of each great demon. The spirit body was paralyzed, and its eyes were black. A loud voice, an indiscriminate scream.

"Ahh

Like an invisible big hand, he slapped down the seventeen demon emperors at the same time, and fell straight into the sea of fire.

The golden lion fell more than thirty feet, climbed up and looked at the green bead with an expression called horror, gritted his teeth and shook his head, that is, his cultivation had not yet been beaten out of the body.

Trembling, he shouted, "Demon ...... Emperor. ”

Lu Ziyun, Yuan Kun, and the five demon emperors of the Bai family, because they were on a par with Lang Yu, were not injured, but they just retreated three zhang and were so pressed that they couldn't raise their heads.

That expression, that posture, you can't do it if you don't kneel, and you can't do it if you don't worship.

What is in the green bead? They don't even have the qualifications to look at it, they can't even raise their heads.

This is the majesty of the emperor, even a drop of blood, a spiritual thought is an existence that cannot be blasphemed. The demon clan does not speak with the dignity of status, it is suppressed by absolute strength, there is no law, there are no rules, it is based on cultivation and bloodline, you can't accept it.

If you dare to be above the emperor, you are looking for death yourself.

A group of tigers, leopards, lions and deer, two ferrets crawled below, not even daring to transform into shapes.

For a long, long time, the kind of heavy coercion that they themselves had not even felt, brought the punishment of death. Their own blood tells them that they have committed an unforgivable sin.

Thousands of miles of burial in the Demon Valley, the flames soared into the sky, the big array lost control, and the demon emperors in the one hundred and eight array corners all bowed their heads.

Jin Lingtong bowed in the air and bowed: "Please take back this pearl from the inheritor, otherwise the emperor of this burial demon valley will not be able to protect it." ”

"Huh?" It was Lang Yu's turn to be surprised, the old demon emperor actually made the voice of Mrs. Long Zhong, it was a mother. His grandmother is a bear, mother, what are you pretending to be.

"I'm sorry, the Emperor Spirit needs to be reborn, do you think I can control it?"

After Langyu finished speaking disdainfully, he looked up at the green beads that were slowly flying away, and Dapeng spread his wings and followed.

Shensang Ancestor really didn't lie to him, this little bead was too urine.

Lang Yu didn't accept it, Jin Lingtong stared dryly, he was a little too much just now, he didn't expect Lang Yu to invite the Demon Emperor. Even if she claimed to be the Lord of Divine Punishment, she was not higher than the Demon Emperor, not even the Earth Demon Emperor. His eyes widened in front of the Emperor Ling.

Looking at Lang Yu's appearance as a eunuch, an old mouth was bitten into a scoop shape.

"Boy, I hope you succeed!"

Actually, Langyu is a little proud, but it is not the kind of image she thinks, it's just that people hate people, so how to get rid of hatred.

The old witch grabbed it with one claw, as if she was about to get involved with the emperor spirit, and was picked up by the two cries of the fire peacock to a new level.

This kind of thing, only she knows, now Xiuwei wants to suppress the mink clan with the power of one person is no longer enough, and she urgently needs to find a place to recover. But I had to put it on.

So I gave Langyu a hard wish.

What does a small level mean? To be honest, people may not believe it.

These two screams actually pushed down the old witch's cultivation for nearly a thousand years. The emperor was already against the sky, and when he entered a small step, he was desperate for his life, and he peeled off a few layers of skin.

Of course, Lang Yu couldn't understand the old witch's hatred.

The Peacock Emperor Spirit was full of vitality, and Lang Yu could clearly sense the joy of the Emperor Spirit, because of his essence and blood in it. He remembered the sea of fire behind the Demon Emperor Palace, which was probably the place where the Peacock Emperor bathed, and the ancestor of Shensang was right, if you want to rebirth the emperor spirit, you have to bury the demon valley.