"Which family do you belong to, the deity Taixuanmen......"

"Smack!" "Respect you grandma." This prince hasn't dared to be respected!" The pervert was not used to it, and a big mouth hit the immortal in his hand and vomited blood. Demon beast nature.

The brother and sister felt that they were at a loss, so they made a little move for Lang Yu, but they were angrily drunk by Lang Yu, and they had nowhere to be angry.

Lang Yu didn't squeak, it didn't mean that Xiaoqing couldn't say that along the way, he was so disdainful of the little demon girl. If my master hadn't saved the two of you, he wouldn't have been beaten stupid, and Da (Mimi) wouldn't have been taken away, although my Xiaoqing is only a third-order, I can share hardships with my master...... And so on and so forth.

Seeing that Lang Yu's eyes were not good, the little demon girl didn't know what she had done wrong, and as soon as she let go, the fairy in her hand fell to the ground.

"Did I say I'm going to let him go!" shouted again. Lang Yu flew over, and now as soon as he saw the word 'Xuan', he didn't kill or didn't do it quickly, regardless of whether you had a grudge or not.

"Oh!" made a mistake again, and the little demon girl went back to catch it again.

"Bang!" A white light, neither of them grabbed it, and the immortal was missing. At this time, if you don't move the capital to save your life, you won't have a chance.

The immortal on the pervert's hand also moved, his fingers twisted, and the runes appeared, and "Bang!" was also a sound. But something happened, and the two disappeared together.

"Brother!" the little demon girl looked up. The next moment, a pig-killing scream came from the left front. "Ahh

This time it didn't go far, and the pervert came back in minutes.

"Brother Jiu, you killed him?"

"No, it's wasted. After saying that, he smiled and looked left and right. "Huh, where are the people?" Lang Yu was gone.

Out of the lake, there is the woods, and a black shadow flickering and shimmering through, running wildly all the way.

Now Lang Yu has almost lost his mind, Meng Yao was captured under his nose, and the irresistible pressure brought to him by the old demon girl of Taixuanmen. For the pervert brothers and sisters, it doesn't matter if you hate, although you are in the place of death because of the two of them, but do you have to complain about others, you have to find it yourself.

The anger in his stomach but he couldn't find anyone to vent, Lang Yu was crazy, he wanted to destroy everything he saw now, including himself.

This is the second time that Lang Yu feels powerless after his master Yang Xiao was forced to leave him. In his previous life, Lang Yu, who had been at ease for half a lifetime, couldn't withstand such a blow, and after more than ten years in another world, he turned out to be nothing.

A string of fireworks rose in the sky, and the pervert's eyes were like a cow, "His grandmother's, these grandsons of the Xianmen will also do this." Jiaojiao, let's go! This time it was not in vain, I said how could I meet so many immortals, it turned out to be for the Immortal Monarch Order. My father was still in the dark. ”

The little demon girl looked at the direction in which Lang Yu disappeared. "Then, what about the little demon beast, he seems to be stupid, it's very dangerous. ”

"Uh, by the way, and this kid, he must have seen Zulong somewhere, and he will catch it together. ”

The two water demons, I don't know what their main body is, seems to be very unusual. Its own combat power may be terrifying, but it is also suppressed by the laws of this mortal world.

Grab the little demon beast and go home immediately, even if the elder comes, the two of them are bent on leaving, and they probably can't stop it. The pervert chased after him, and the little demon girl hesitated for a moment, and a green shadow followed. The little monster beast is a little crazy, and it doesn't seem to be so easy to catch.

Yunmeng Mountain, the mountain is high and dense, the mist floats in the middle of the mountain all the year round, looking at it from afar, like a fairy mountain, like a dream.

Between Da Yu and Da Luo, this is the boundary, and the main peak of Yunmeng is insurmountable, and only there is a road in the valley.

Such a small road, Zhuang Qingxian's map could not be marked, except for the caravans that walked between the two countries all the year round, and some hunting beasts. If you dare to break into here alone, Lang Yu may be the only one. He didn't have to look for that path, he just had to choose a place with a low mountain.

Lu Xueying reminded that this kind of aura of the Heavenly Race, compared to the cultivators of the Human Race, is indeed too rebellious, without it, Lang Yu would not be able to live now.

Demon beasts are actually very cute, much cuter than humans, this is Langyu's personal feeling. Sometimes he wonders if the body he stole is really a demon beast. As long as there is a forest and a demon beast, then he is undoubtedly a king.

Lang Yu's current form of venting is to run, and the Xuan Qi in the demon vein is blind if he doesn't use it. Several times he activated the shapeshifting shadow, and the human body ran faster than the golden feather horse.

There is a saying that is really not said in vain. "Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse. Even at this speed, it took Langyu three days to run to the foot of Yunmeng Mountain, and he didn't know how far away he was from the valley he fancied.

The lone wolf, finally left alone again. Meng Yao's shadow kept appearing in front of his eyes, and the tearful worship again and again, lingering.

Three years later, Meng Yao went by herself. "Three years later, it's a promise or an oath. Another woman's sacrifice in exchange for her continued death.

Xianmen, Taixuanmen, with their own cultivation, I don't know when I will dare to enter Xianmen again.

On a low mountain, Lang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, was angry and hateful, and a mouthful of blood surged up, and his face turned purple without spitting out. The height of the immortal gate is even higher than the Yunmeng Mountain in front of him, and he can't look at it. Don't say three years, just give yourself ten years, how high can you cultivate? Can you compete with the elders of the Immortal Sect?

No way!

Moyu Ridge under Yunmeng Mountain. Lang Yu, who ran empty, ate a lot of immortal fruits and recovered his Xuan Qi.

The ridge was quiet, no one, perhaps not surprisingly, how could there not even be a shadow of a demon beast. It's just that Langyu is no longer in the mood to pay attention to these.

Under the Moyu Ridge, perverts are wandering. "What the hell has changed about this kid, he ran too fast, and the prince hasn't seen him for three days. ”

"Brother, are you sure the little demon beast is here?" The little demon girl also appeared.

"Cut, he can still run my palm. But....... Why did this kid come here? The pervert shook the little fan out again, turned his head and searched ahead a few times. "I feel a little wrong. Why?" However, as a demon, the sense of danger is indeed real. The little demon girl also tilted her head and looked forward, and had a strange feeling, as if she always felt that someone was following her when walking at night.

"Let's go, hurry up and catch the little demon beast, go home, this kid is too capable of causing trouble, and there are a lot of weirdness on his body, he dares to kill the immortal under the nose of the old witch, and it's strange if nothing happens." ”

"Brother, you don't mean that the old woman is here again. ”

"There's no breath of her. But...... It's too quiet. ”

"Hehe" this time the little demon girl smiled, "Brother, you don't want the mountains of demon beasts to welcome you, right?" ”

"Well, that makes sense, let's go!" the two figures flashed a few times, and disappeared into the jungle. When the Celestial Clan is coming, all the beasts will not avoid it, what is so strange about this.

On the Moyu Ridge, all are the same color of Moyu fir, the tree is three or five zhang high, the needles are like thorns, dense turns. Langyu, who was dressed in black, walked during the period and was difficult to find. But this is only for mortals, cultivators rely on their breath, and naturally it is not difficult.

The mountain range is not too high, but Langyu, who has recovered full combat strength, did not continue to run desperately. Just getting up just now, his heart was inexplicably throbbing, as if it was a premonition. Could there be a big demon on this ridge? What kind of cultivation must be it to threaten one's own existence.

This feeling made Lang Yu involuntarily hold the serpentine cone in his hand, and released his divine sense to look forward.

It feels like it comes from the heart, there is no direction, and it is impossible to know which direction is dangerous, and this danger can occur before and after. And it must be directed against oneself.

In the empty and silent woods, Langyu was sweating, and it was layers of cold sweat. Cultivators have their own unique sensitivities, and crises do not arise for no reason, but they do not know where they will appear.

Walking and walking, Langyu changed directions, but it was still wrong. I changed it a few more times, but I still couldn't get rid of it. However, a small piece of mountains is like a nine-palace maze, and it can't get out of the predicament.

Langyu, who was carefully groping, finally saw a glimmer of hope, the scenery ahead was changing, and the distant mountains were misty. It was a visual deviation formed by the distance, indicating that there was a valley not far ahead. Most likely, it is a cliff.

There should be no threat under the cliff, then you will face half of the area there, and it will not be as fully fortified as it is now, and it will be impossible to defend.

If you want to move, you can't hesitate anymore. The shapeshifter was activated, and a dodge grabbed the edge of the cliff.

"Hahahaha......"

Lang Yu, who was just about to turn around and take a look at the cliff, suddenly raised his head, and he felt some kind of fluctuation in the air flow. At the same time, a loud laugh came from mid-air. The laughter is old, pathetic, and murderous.

"Who are you!?"

"Hahahaha......" There was only laughter, no one answered, and the laughter was creepy.

Lang Yu stared closely, although he still couldn't see anything, he let out a sigh of relief. No wonder I haven't been able to get out, it turns out that the danger comes from the sky. But no matter how dangerous it is, as long as the source is found, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The old witch, who does not abide by women's morals, must be the killer she found. She couldn't kill herself, but she asked someone to kill her. This kind of thing, Lang Yu has long understood that not killing you does not mean that you can live.

can hide in the void, as far as he knows, it should not be inferior to the existence of the old witch. This time, no one can save themselves, but they have already experienced a dead end, and it doesn't matter if they go through it again, the master is gone, and Yueyue is lost. The hatred and hatred of the immortal gate, he can't do anything. It's not interesting to live or not. People are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid.

"I have no grudge against you, do you want to kill someone to give me a reason?"

"Hmph!" seemed to squeeze out of his nostrils. The space rippled, and a white-robed old man condensed out of the phantom light. "Haven't you ever seen the deity?"