The Emperor Spirit drifted farther and farther towards the depths of the Burial Demon Valley.

Langyu followed behind, refreshed, even through the rolling red stream, there was no heat at all.

Looking at the stout pillars of light from a distance of less than a thousand miles, the green bead stopped in mid-air, and a mini nine-tailed peacock flew in the bead.

She was just cheerful, but she didn't scream again.

Lang Yu sensed it quietly, and couldn't help but look at the true body of this bird, and the situation of staring at the demons. Just by looking at the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, you can imagine the glory of those years.

A generation of demon emperors, but today they want to regenerate their spirit bodies with such a small repair.

Suddenly, people couldn't help but feel a trace of desolation and lamentation, and Lang Yu, who was staring, sighed and shook his head.

If the Burial Demon Valley is divided into three layers, the current Langyu has reached the edge of the innermost layer. There was no fire here, but a white light, and only by letting go of the divine consciousness could you see a sea of blood red.

The Emperor Spirit is absorbing, the Jinpeng Wings are also absorbing, and what is even more surprising is that the Sky Wolf Knife in his hand is also absorbing.

The fire veins were expanding, not destructive, and that wonderful feeling appeared again.

"Seven Flames" can still be upgraded?!

Even Lang Yu was shocked, all he inherited from the ancestors of the Lang family was the green fire, and in his own hands it rose to the blue fire, which cannot be said to be against the sky.

That's because the ancestors of the past generations have not reached the realm of the earth, the grade of this flame is not a practice, the practice can still be refined, and the quality of Xuan Qi is something that is difficult to change for almost a lifetime.

How did you do it? I can't really say.

"Fire?"

Lang Yu silently recited and shrank his eyes slightly, and the story about fire appeared in his mind again. I was born with a fire physique, "Seven Flame Jue" belongs to fire, the first "Qi Jing Hua Yuan Jue" that can be cultivated is also a fire attribute, the Jiuyang lamp obtained is a fire eater, and the first time I saw the wolf knife in the Demon Sealing Tower was a fire wolf, so the previous life Yuan Ying who could enter it was undoubtedly also a fire attribute, and now the reborn Peacock Emperor Spirit still needs fire.

Is this a coincidence?

If someone deliberately arranged it, then what about Qinghong and Jin Pengyi?

It's not a coincidence, it's luck.

All the luck and misfortune in the world seem to be explained by luck, because the reason why luck is called luck is that no one can predict it, and no one can explain it.

It's so strong, it's so strong.

Lang Yu's eyes were also hot, but he didn't dare to move. In this burial demon valley, there are not only demon emperors, but also people from the immortal gate, they have not shown up, and Lang Yu is still afraid of the immortal weapons in their hands. In the laws of this immortal realm, if the two masters appear, they can do it with all their might, I don't know if the Jin Peng Wing and the Sky Wolf Knife can stop it.

Langyu was wrong, this worry was superfluous. In the void above his head, there were indeed people from the Immortal Gate, and not just two of them, but more than fifty elders from the Nine Immortal Sects. But there is no immortal weapon, and they can't get down where Langyu is.

More than ten minutes later, the green bead wrapped in the emperor's spirit burned, releasing a raging flame. The fireball quickly swelled to about three feet, stretched up and down, and a nine-tailed peacock rose up.

Lived.

But it's not a physical body, as if in the magic of the Red Flame Sealing the Sky, that kind of fiery existence.

Did it really work?

Thousands of miles away, Jin Lingtong looked at Lang Yu's direction blankly, but he couldn't see anything, only the majestic coercion swooped down like Mount Tai pressed down, and the demon emperors sank more than ten zhang.

The emperor spirit flew out, flying on Lang Yu's head like a red glow, it was still condensing, and the green beads left behind immediately shrank several times, only the size of a fist remained, and Lang Yu stretched out his hand and took it off.

This is considered my own legitimate income.

With a flip of his hand, he put it into the ring and put it in the jade box.

The resurrection of the Emperor Spirit was successful, maybe the Shenpeng tribe was celebrating at this time. Lang Yu looked at Nantian and smiled slightly, the promise to the Heartless Ancestor was finally completed.

So will the Emperor Spirit fly back to the Shenpeng tribe by himself, or fly to the Heavenly Palace, or will he not be able to leave this place. In short, he didn't have the ability to accept the emperor spirit as a pet beast, so the chance of relying on it to protect himself and return to the Shenpeng tribe was quite slim.

A group of old demon emperors are afraid of the emperor spirit, and they are not its masters, so they can't be trusted. Now that the Golden Peng Wing and the Heavenly Wolf Sword are no longer a secret, whether it is the Divine Punishment or the Immortal Realm, it is full of dangers for Lang Yu. If you want to run, you still have to cultivate, otherwise whether he can get out of the Burial Demon Valley and return to the Shenpeng tribe is a very unknown question.

Only one fight, only one's own things are the most reliable.

Looking at the fire peacock flying overhead, Lang Yu sat down gently. Emperor Ling was reborn, relaxed, and it was his turn. Such a strong fire aura is a good place to advance, and it is best to have two thunder tribulations at the same time, I don't know if that old witch can still cover it.

If he can advance to the Yuan Infant, Lang Yu will be sure that he will be able to rely on the Golden Peng Wings and the Sky Wolf Knife to punish the gods, even if the Demon Emperor chases him out, at least he can run.

If he can't enter Yuanying, I'm afraid that in this Daochen realm, there will really be no place for him, hiding in the ancient family, and there is almost no possibility of advancement.

Huo Yuanshen raised his hand and played the soul searching secret technique, and the nine veins of the "Seven Flame Formula" surged.

Lang Yu turned on the extreme speed and began to compete with the Emperor Spirit and the Heavenly Wolf Knife for Fire Xuan Qi.

Fate has to fight, Xuan Qi also has to fight, this is a clever balance, Lang Yu can't grab the two treasures if he doesn't fight, if he leaves the absorption of the two treasures, he doesn't dare to sit here, I'm afraid it has already been refined hundreds of miles away.

That's the chance. This opportunity is definitely something that the old witch can't grab, and she won't think about it.

The advantage here is that the quality of Xuan Qi is extremely high, otherwise the Emperor Spirit will not match, otherwise the color of the Seven Flames Jue will not be upgraded.

Absorbing under such a flame, of course, it is not easy and pleasant, every wisp of Xuan Qi is poured into it like a scorching red needle, piercing into the meridians, just three breaths, Lang Yu sweats, not hot, but painful.

Cultivating against the sky, there is no place to relax, don't envy the god who is full of golden light, and there is a pain that you can't bear buried under that golden light. Because you retreat, you can't become a god. You dare not accept the baptism of becoming a god, so that halo will never belong to you.

The flame is beautiful, people only like to admire, but no one has the courage to burn.

Life is splendid, and the reason why many people choose to be bleak is because no one dares to bloom.

The emperor spirit is being reborn, the Sky Wolf Knife is devouring, and Lang Yu is in purgatory.

The golden spirit boy in the distance is staring intently,

Lu Ziyun raised his head.

The ancestors of the Bai and Lu families of the Sable Clan quietly looked at the source of the coercion in the distance.

The fourteen Lion Demon Emperors looked at the depths of the sea of fire with difficulty.

Under the aurora, nearly a hundred elders in various costumes, sitting or standing, looked down, in the rolling sea of fire, they could not see the situation, but they knew that that place, except for the formation, no one dared to go.

No matter what the reason, no matter what the result is, it is not said that he is friend or foe. As a cultivator, Langyu's will and courage were recognized.

Someone nodded slightly.

It is worthy of being a resource against the sky and a demon talent.

All achievements did not come in vain.

Suddenly, the corners of the two white-clothed old men jumped and they glanced at each other, and Du Chongzi looked at Xiao Jizi of Tianyi with an angry face.

"Elder Xiao, the Chaotic Demon Sea is just a place of trial, the disciples of Tianyi Sect are too deceitful, relying on an immortal treasure to kill the disciples of this sect, don't they even let go of the ethereal body? ”

"Hmph, Say, there are naturally casualties in the Chaos Demon Sea Trial, and it's only because of your bad luck that you cultivated a batch of waste. ”

Xiao Jizi lost face in Shensang Valley, and there was nowhere to put it in one breath, so Du Chongzi took it.

"Okay, the old man will go and see how majestic your Tianyi Sect's immortal treasure is. Let's go!"

"Poof!" Two white lights flashed, and the two elders of the Taixuanmen turned around and disappeared.

"Hmph, you dare to meddle in the affairs of the juniors,...... Elder Su, come with me. Xiao Jizi didn't finish a word, the other party was gone, and he called the old man in Tsing Yi next to him, and then chased after him.

Under the swirling gloomy sky, a blue light shot into the sky.

"Protect Senior Sister Yao, the elders will know soon. ”

The milky white chaotic demon sea, like a colossal "comma", is not alarmed by the law of chaos, and the center of the comma is an arched island - Shura Island.

This is not the Shura Island that Lang Yu has visited, but another Shura Island in the southwest of God's punishment, like a black phoenix with wings spread lying on the chaotic demon sea.

On the reef of the third tail feather, six white-clothed cultivators were forced to cross half of the outer island. The word "Xuan" in the body of an official in front of the chest proves that they are people from Taixuanmen.

The Giant Crows who originally occupied the island retreated to the end of the island after losing five Dharma protectors.

The five of them, half-wrapped in a woman in purple in the middle, were still quickly retreating. They were the ones who played the messenger, and it was a middle-aged man with long hair and a shawl who spoke with a sword-eyed eyebrow.

Taixuanmen is really unlucky, in the lottery of this trial, they unfortunately entered the Chaos Demon Sea in the southwest, and without the teleportation array of this gate, it has become a luxury for them to even escape.

It was even more unfortunate to encounter the ethereal body of Tianyi Gate, and the sky-shaking bow that made people frown in the eyes of the elders. The most unfortunate thing is that Hua Fei is still eyeing Situ Yao, the ethereal body of his own sect.

Originally, there were nine people who entered the Chaos Demon Sea, and two of them fell under the arrowless sky-shaking bow, and now I am afraid that the strength of five people will not be able to stop the fatal arrow.

Even if the treasure that was suspected to be an immortal weapon could not do its best in the chaotic demon sea, it was not something they could resist, and now they could only look forward to the appearance of the elders of this sect and bring a glimmer of life.

"You don't have to worry about me. I have the master's talisman. Situ Yao in the middle gritted his teeth and glared angrily in the direction of Shura Island.

"Senior sister, rest assured, the head of the family has an explanation, even if we all fall, we must ensure the safety of our junior sister. The elders will be there soon. Zhao Chuansheng held his sword and looked behind him and comforted. Then he ordered: "Senior Brother Mo, immediately find the people of the Juwu Gang, they have a boat here." ”

"Yes. ”

Mo Yan, who had the lowest cultivation behind him, was just about to leave, when a long laugh came from the hillside more than twenty miles away.