Jin Zhenmo made the same mistake, that is, he didn't understand Langyu's details, and he also despised him. A seventh-order demon beast, even if it has the ability to challenge beyond the level, even if it has an artifact to protect itself, it is impossible for a Heavenly Demon King to look at it no matter what.

A top-secret weapon of Langyu is impossible for anyone to think of until now. It is the little man in the sea of knowledge, this soul who came from another world is beyond the cognition of the Daochen realm.

It was it that awakened Razer and the pervert, found a way to send out the Blue Flame Knife, and won Lang Yu a chance to escape.

The high-grade spirit weapon self-detonated, and its power was indescribable. Even the strongest magic weapon in this world, the immortal weapon, had to give in. The Golden Lion Jade Seal was only at the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it was blasted out more than ten zhang high, and the Golden Peng's wings smashed to the ground without accident.

The seal was blasted open.

In the three-zhang square pit, several blood arrows spewed out. This kind of energy is not something that the demon general can withstand.

The pervert Ao Jiu snorted miserably and turned into a demon body, a dragon and a snake were flattened by huge wings, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Langyu and Lin'er are definitely in close contact, with one side of the head, two big faces squeezed into persimmon cakes, a green light flashing on the colored skirt, and there is another human figure in the big pit.

It's a bit too much, Lang Yu has fully estimated the consequences, but it was still a big surprise, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Wow"

The law clearly came into mind, Jin Peng's wings were opened, and the opportunity was only in a moment, how could he think about it, and slapped the ground again with a "bang", and shook his hand A green vine entangled Ao Jiu and the thunder snake, and rose through the forest through the thorns.

A golden light and purple qi rushed out of the semi-encirclement with lightning and thunder, and disappeared into the southern sky.

Ao Jiu is a friend, sharing life and death, although he may know that he can't die, but the meaning is enough, as long as there is a possibility, Lang Yu has no habit of leaving his friends, and he used to drive him away to protect him from being implicated.

Now it's different, if you fall into the hands of that demon king, there will be no good wine and good food.

On the east side are guarded by two Shangxian gates, Lang Yu can only take the road to the south, fight for speed, fly out of the attack range of the Heavenly Demon King, enter the mortal realm, and lead the thunder tribulation, this thunder tribulation must be offered to these grandchildren, and he would rather fly slowly to try the danger.

Lang Yu is not crazy, nor has he lost his mind, it's just that he can bear it, who can't bear it, what kind of cultivation are these, what kind of identity are these characters, for the sake of Jin Pengying, he suppresses the small with the big, and bullies the widow with the public, if it weren't for the treasures in his body, he would have died eight times ago. It is said that in this Daochen Realm, even in the previous life, in the face of such an extremely evil person, Lang Yu would not be soft.

Fly, really fly. The Heavenly Demon King didn't hold a single duck in his hand, how ironic. Jin Zhenmo's golden face turned red half of the sky, and the natal magic weapon was blown away, as if he was instigated by a little demon with a loud mouth, and the aftermath was still ethereal.

"Horse a, chase me!"

The high voice is used to talking, a rough roar, it is also a shocking sound, the golden eagle under his feet turned over, this field must be recovered, and it can't stay here, just the eyes of those bald old monsters in the fairy gate can kill.

"Chase!"

What is the situation, even a half-drawn fool knows that the wing is not ordinary. To be able to escape in the hands of the Heavenly Demon King, who doesn't want it?

Unlucky, why hasn't my father been here yet! Ao Jinglong shook his head and glanced at Dongfang, and followed helplessly, in front of the Heavenly Demon King, whether it was cultivation or worth, he had no qualifications to speak.

"Boom ......"

God punishes the southeast, the northwest of the Tianjing Empire, the thunder roars, and the heavens and the earth change color.

Langyu's golden wings were only a little faster than the golden eagle. Moreover, the golden eagle is also the bloodline of the pseudo-heavenly clan, as if it has little impact on the suppression of the golden wings.

The appearance of the Heavenly Demon King was much beyond Lang Yu's expectations, and the plan seemed to be about to fail, under the full pursuit of Jin Zhenmo, the demon king behind couldn't keep up at all, and Lang Yu would never dare to be covered by the golden lion jade seal again.

With one miss, it was impossible for Lang Yu to make a second mistake, he shook off the two immortal gates in the east, and immediately turned his head and rushed through the law transformation zone, breathing, and entered the mortal realm.

One by one, first bombarded the Heavenly Demon King, and then lured the turtle into the urn. As long as you pretend to be like yourself, you are not afraid that the fish will not be hooked.

"Boom!"

The mortal realm is like a forbidden area, Lang Yu entered a thousand miles with one wing, and the heavenly calamity was imminent.

In the sky, it seemed to break a mirror, and the electric light poured down like a silk net, and four golden pills were tribulated at the same time, and one of them was an earthly tribulation.

The thunder was like the sound of war drums, the clouds were like waves of blood, and even the forest under his feet was dyed red. The golden wings shook and circled, like a lonely boat passing through the sea of thunder, bumping.

"Ah!" Jin Zhenmo came quickly, screamed and flipped into the air, and the golden eagle under his feet rushed in, "Bang Bang Bang" instantly hit dozens of Dao, shooting more than ten zhang, and there was another kind of murderous aura that locked its sea of knowledge.

"Whew-woo!" he exclaimed, wiping himself and running.

"Hum-sss With a miserable howl, a puff of black smoke, he fled for his life, and disappeared in the direction of divine punishment in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, the sky can't save you!"

Jin Zhenmo, who turned over and stood still, sneered. With a wave of his hand, he threw out the golden lion jasper seal, and rushed in with a raised foot. I didn't watch out just now, I almost fell into your trap, do you really think that the king of the mortal realm will not come!

Suppressing the breath, the Celestial Clan has its own magic method, not Lang Yu alone. Immortal weapons have a time of three breaths, and as long as the jasper seal is not destroyed with all its strength, it is no different from a mortal soldier.

Although Lang Yu seemed to be struggling desperately, his divine sense never left the Heavenly Demon King for a moment. In the sea of thunder in the sky, the jade seal flew up, and the golden light of the people followed, and Lang Yu turned around and flew forward.

After three breaths, he flew out of the thousands of miles, and there was a faint murderous aura from the jade seal behind him. "Sizzle-" Lang Yu shrank his eyes and took a deep breath of cold air, he also underestimated the Heavenly Demon King and ignored a serious problem.

The old guy didn't pay attention to the thunder tribulation at all, and the lightning sparked on his body and seemed to be unaware, you don't have to expect him to attack the heavenly tribulation, how to play that thing, he understands better than Lang Yu. A venerable tribulation was like a drizzle for him, not even hail, and the bald-tailed eagle behind him also rushed in again, and the two eyes were full of hatred.

The thunder tribulation is down, but it is too weak, it is like a bath for Lang Yu, how can he get the old demon king. The Yuan Shen Tribulation may still have some effect, but Lang Yu definitely doesn't dare to lead it.

Jin Zhenmo, cultivation is also pressed at the supreme level, but this time it is different from the one in the Broken Soul Cliff back then, that is the Heavenly Venerable Tribulation can threaten the supreme, today, although there are many comes, but the strength is not enough, needless to say, the demon king and elders behind him will not give him face.

It's a mistake, and the price of a mistake is to put yourself in passivity.

Langyu is not a fairy, and it is inevitable that one hundred secrets will be neglected.

The golden light flashed on the golden lion jasper, and Lang Yu had to make a decision immediately, flapped his wings, and escaped thousands of miles away.

What should I do next, fight Xuanqi, and see who flies for a long time?

"Poof!" The two wings in succession widened the distance, and Lang Yu looked up at the front, his eyes shrunk and tightened under the thunder of lightning.

The gods can't go back, and the empire under their feet doesn't have their own place to live, just for this pair of golden wings, the Shangxian Gate here will not let go of themselves.

Well, the only way out is the East China Sea.

How much does Lang Yu know about the East China Sea? Very little, not being an enemy of the East China Sea does not mean that he can trust the Dragon Clan. Once it falls into the hands of the old dragon, can the story of the ancestral dragon that he fabricated still be confused, and can they not be moved in the face of the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Palace? It is difficult to say, and the greatest possibility is that they will still have to sacrifice the treasure to save their lives.

That was not the result that Langyu wanted. Unless...... He needed a guarantee.

The Celestial Empire is very similar to the Apocalypse Empire, and it is also a long and narrow country. It won't take two days for Langyu to cross over.

And the thunderstorm only lasted for half an hour.

The Heavenly Demon King disappeared into Lang Yu's divine sense, recognizing the speed, he couldn't keep up, and his golden eagle had to suppress the cultivation here, but Lang Yu's Jin Peng Wing could only be regarded as a magic weapon, but it did not suppress the cultivation of this theory.

You know what it is. The old demon king was almost angry, and shouted "wow" along the way.

The two immortal gates, as well as several elders in the lower realm, still couldn't stop Jin Peng's wings, and they had to avoid the raging lion. What are the rules, the rules are set by a group of old men and this lion. If you can't punish the doctor, do you dare to provoke him!?

"Don't pretend to be dead, there is the East China Sea in front of you, and the deity asks you two questions. ”

Flying over most of the empire, Lang Yu shook his hand and withdrew the green vine.

The pervert grabbed Lang Yu's robe with a snap. "Ahh But after answering, I don't owe anything. ”

"Huh"

Lang Yu pushed his nose: "Was it your father who asked you to come to me?"

"No, it's the second brother in the back. ”

"For the sake of the Ancestral Dragon and the Golden Pengwings?"

"It should be the ancestral dragon, they don't know about this wing, and I just knew that it was a treasure. ”

"There's one thing I have to tell you first. ”

"What's the matter?"

"If your father swears not to steal my Jinpeng wings, he can guarantee my safety and freedom, we are friends, otherwise, I will have to take you hostage. ”

"Huh?" the pervert was stupid.

Whether the old dragon king cares about the treasure of the Heavenly Palace, this is not up to him, and the little demon beast still doesn't know a little, that is, the dragon spirit bead, whether the East China Sea will take it back or not is probably not up to his father.

The sad pervert suddenly found that this time he was going to be planted in Lang Yu's hands, and since Lang Yu said so, he didn't dare to run.

What should I do? The two big eyes are rolling around, and there is no way. What is self-inflicted iniquity cannot live, he is purely self-inflicted.

The treasures of the Heavenly Palace, the dragon spirit beads, and the ancestral dragon, which of these things is more important than himself? The father has nine sons and one daughter. Will......

"I'm messing with someone again!"

I couldn't help but say it in my own words.

Lang Yu chuckled and nodded, understood. No one is reliable in the face of treasures.