Naturally, Shensang Ancestor didn't just wake up, he was looking for something, which was the holy thing that Emperor Ling said. If Langyu's guess is correct, it should be the lost Ancient Scroll.

That thing once appeared on the Heavenly Palace, and now it seems that it is not accidental, so why did they both doubt and approve of it? Lang Yu just turned around in his mind twice, and basically had the answer.

The problem probably lies in the Heavenly Monarch's Order, and that former guinea pig is the only one who has ever seen the Ancient Scrolls. Perhaps it was the existence of the Ancient Scroll that made it recognize itself as the master, and it was able to enter the fifth layer of the Heavenly Palace and obtain the inheritance of the Demon Emperor.

Now that he has Tianpeng wings but no ancient scrolls, Shensang Ancestor is just suspicious but has to admit it.

This is just a guess, but this speculation makes Lang Yu feel very uneasy.

The benefits will not be given in vain, and he seems to have become a pawn of the Demon Emperor.

What exactly is he going to do?

Only the initiates of the Yin and Yang veins can get the inheritance, is it just to lift the seal of the emperor's blood? What if the Heavenly Palace is rebuilt and the Nine Immortal Sect is driven away?

And what about the blind old man?

And why did the Elder Scrolls appear in a previous life again?

Langyu really couldn't figure out all this, but he just felt a kind of crisis in his name.

Crossing seems to be far from being as simple as you think.

Lang Yu, who flew out of the Shensang Valley, flashed red in his eyes and sneered.

"Hmph, no matter who arranges the way, I have to be willing to go. No one can control my ways. ”

Lu Xueying has love, return to love, the ancient family is kind, repay it with righteousness, the Tianpeng clan respects me, I am duty-bound. Those who are in line with my way, what does it matter, those who go against my way, only the sword goes.

The life and death of a person does not lie in the body (body), only the soul proves its existence. A shell, whoever can command him then he is who, so there will be crossing and seizure.

Even though he is a human being in two lives, Langyu from another world is still the chivalrous feeling he once had.

The Tao is the soul, and it does not change despite the twists and turns.

Lang Yu is such a strong bone, it seems that the more dangerous he is, the more he wants to fight.

People, without this courage, there will be no wonderful.

He glanced up at the clouds above his head, and turned his head to look for the people of Tianmen.

Nope.

It's fast enough.

Now that he is gone, the deity will not be gone.

This is the most rebellious scene in the Daochen realm, and the heavenly tribulation can be measured as much as you want, and you can accept it if you don't want to. Have you seen anything more rebellious than this?

Just now, the electric snake swallowed up, and it was about to destroy the world, and suddenly the thunderclouds dispersed, and the sky cleared after the rain.

The robber was scared to death before he could wait?

This is unlikely. So is it the thunderstorm that has found the wrong person? Does anyone believe it?

The demon king outside the Shensang Valley was dumbfounded.

Jin Zhenmo, his eyebrows are locked tighter and tighter, and his big eyes are shrinking smaller and smaller.

Hell yes.

Suddenly, my eyes jumped, and a black spot appeared in the direction of the thundercloud. The people on the opposite side also seemed to have discovered the encirclement of the demon king, and the golden light and purple qi flashed left and right, and at the time when Jin Zhenmo was stunned, a pair of wings were shaken, and they flew at the speed of light, and they were not afraid at all.

"Huh, he's not dead yet?"

It's evil to heaven.

After personally comprehending the dangers of Shensang Valley, Jin Zhenmo simply admired a little demon.

Is it because of Jinpeng Wing?!

The golden wings quickly enlarged, gradually slowed down, and twenty miles away, Lang Yu slowly stopped in the posture of spreading his wings.

On the opposite side were more than twenty demon kings, and above stood the old rival who was no stranger. There were also demon kings on both sides, and they wrapped up Lang Yu in a semicircle.

Jin Zhenmo unexpectedly did not have a sacrificial seal attack.

Lang Yu smiled and lowered his nose: "Report your name, you're so familiar." ”

Sign up?

However, this time Jin Zhenmo didn't smile, his eyes moved up and down to look at Lang Yu, he had to admit that this was a demon talent who defended the sky. The same sentence, but after a few years, that tone seems to have been dismissive.

Not to mention how high the cultivation is, but the speed of this cultivation seems to have this qualification. I haven't made any progress at all, and this small repair has gone from the rigid transformation of the year to the consummation of the demon general.

This progress is buried in the fairy grass pile, soaked in the demon pool all day long, and the old demon king thinks that he can't do it.

Even if he still has the identity of a human cultivator, he has never heard of such a demon. Moreover, the advanced one is the demon vein.

"This king, Jin Zhenmo of the Tianshi clan. ”

This time I reported my real name, and last time I was named the Second Demon King.

"Hmm. Lang Yu nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly asked, "But the clan of the Heavenly Palace?"

"Huh?!"

Jin Zhenmo was startled, shrunk his eyes and stared at Lang Yu's face, and quickly swept the Jin Peng wings left and right.

"What do you mean? How did you get out of the Sacred Mulberry Valley?"

"Hehe, it's not interesting, as for the valley, of course it was sent by the ancestor himself. What's the matter, you're still trying to arrest me?"

A demon general, who actually called the third-order demon king, who gave him the guts?

With the primordial spirit cultivation of the human race, relying on the Heavenly Palace Emperor Treasure Jin Peng's wings? That Jin Zhen Demon is not an ordinary demon king, and he is not a demon king by his side.

And what about the addition of the Sirius Knife?

Jin Zhenmo still shook his head, and said coldly: "Leave this pair of wings and that knife, and this king will give you a way out." ”

He was even more whimsical.

"Hahahaha...... Tianshi clan, make a move today, I'm afraid you will regret it. Langyu laughed.

Laughing unbridledly?

Jin Zhenmo's old eyes shrank, and two golden rays of light shot out. What a god! What the hell! If you talk about the ability to escape, this king has to admire, but can you still run today?!

"Get me a live one!"

Jin Zhenmo opened his mouth and spit out the jasper seal, but he didn't attack, this time it was inevitable, he had to wait to block Lang Yu's escape route.

Thirty or forty demon kings in front of him have been besieged for several months, running for tens of thousands of miles, just for this golden-winged little demon, and some people have been scolded by the Heavenly Demon King so much that they are bloody, and it is strange to say in their hearts that they don't hate Lang Yu.

At the sound of an order, some people even have to secretly use their black hands, drag guns and spit sticks, and sacrifice their natal magic weapons. In the face of such a one-sided situation of abuse and killing, all strive for merit.

In an instant, the Xuanguang was everywhere, and the coercion was like a tide, even the Emperor Treasure Jin Pengyi also felt the crisis, and his wings were spread.

Jin Zhenmo knew Lang Yu's escape technique very well, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Lang Yu's expression.

Waiting for you to go under the knife.

As long as the knife comes out, it is your time of death.

Jin Zhenmo can also be regarded as Langyu's old opponent, and since some methods are not secrets, there are ways to restrain them. If you can't kill a group of demon kings with one sword, Lang Yu can't leave.

Looking at each other, Lang Yu was also looking at him, these little demons, even if they took out the emperor spirit, they didn't know each other, and it was impossible to see the spirit inside, but it was more likely to be robbed.

The most important point is that Langyu doesn't like to hug thick legs and play bullying.

Everything depends on strength.

The two Golden Shock Demons were murderous in the dark pupils, Lang Yu closed his eyes and disappeared, and when he opened them again, two red lines appeared, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Get out of here!"

Two blue knives suddenly appeared in the red line, locking the two Golden Shock Demons.

"Good!"

As soon as the crisis in front of him appeared, Jin Zhenmo shouted hello. Lang Yu will shoot directly at him, and there is already a ninety percent chance in his heart.

The old demon king is naturally ready for everything. Raise your hand to greet it and slap it at the Sirius Knife.

The Sky Wolf Sword locked himself, which already meant that Lang Yu had to deal with the attacks of the forty demon kings empty-handed.

The consequences, do you think?

The jasper seal was full of golden light, and the sticks, knives, guns, and feathers and arrows were sealed on Lang Yu's head and feet, chest and back.

"Click!"

There was a thunderbolt in the sky, there were no clouds and no rain, and the sky was cracked.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

......

The demon kings screamed in horror, and some people spurted blood on the spot. It's clear who is smart and who's stupid. It can be seen that none of the more than 40 people want to survive the catastrophe now.

The Great Seal of the Golden Shock Demon was all covered on the Heavenly Wolf Knife, and he simply took back his divine sense. A muffled "thump" snapped upside down on his forehead.

"Tribulation!"

"You were the one who was robbed just now!"

The behemoth figure flew out more than ten zhang before he put away the jasper seal, and his eyes burst into glaring at Lang Yu and screamed.

"Whew-"

The bleak wind, the red clouds rolled, more than 30 weapons fell into the Shensang Valley, and one by one the demon kings flew away. Lang Yu caught up with Jin Zhenmo in one step, and with a finger of his hand, the blue knife reappeared.

"Bang bang!"

With two blows in succession, the old demon king swayed left and right, and was pressed out a hundred miles away, and the scene that seemed to be by the South China Sea was repeated again.

The Sky Wolf Knife is naturally not as good as it was that day, but the sad Jin Zhen Demon didn't dare to fight back.

Under the thunderstorm, Ao Jiuxiao, the king of the East China Sea, also had to hide from afar, I am afraid that even the emperor is like ashes, who dares to touch it.

Three years ago, the East of Divine Punishment heard that this kid had led to the Thunder Tribulation, and he chased into the Tianjing Empire and was also subjected to the Thunder Tribulation, and the Thunder Tribulation on the south coast, I heard that even the Dragon Emperor was deflated.

Where did he get so many thunderstorms?!

Jin Zhenmo was so bombarded that he was about to vomit blood, and now he knew why Lang Yu dared to drill into his circle. It seems that he still believes that this kid is not afraid of thunderstorms.

But he was afraid, the kind that scared him to death.

So he was tragic, he was on fire, he was speechless, he roared and roared, and he rushed into the forest.

A golden lion, running for his life.

The Heavenly Demon King roared, interrupting Lang Yu's lock, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

No one is willing to throw an invincible weapon, but you don't know when he will really make a move. This is the hole card for Lang Yu to dare to enter the Burial Demon Valley, or something in his own hands, which is more credible.

Far away, far away, more than a dozen demon kings flickered, and they were clean under the thunderclouds for three hundred miles. Lang Yu turned his head to look to the sides, the corners of his mouth opened, and he hummed lightly.

This is not for you, and in your words, you are not qualified enough.

Jin Peng's wings flicked, and he turned into a streamer and flew to the north.

Went with a thundercloud!

Demons!

After more than ten breaths, Jin Zhenmo rose into the air, and watched the huge cloud disappear with red eyes.

A group of demon kings surrounded him, lowered his head and raised his eyes, and pricked up his ears, just now, I don't know how the Heavenly Demon King will send them down.

But that's scary.