"Send someone to see the situation of the four seas and the Terrans, and I will retreat for three days. ”

Lang Yu stood up with Shui Mengyao in his arms and commanded.

The two demon emperors hugged their fists and said, "Obey the demon decree." ”

Lang Yu turned his head and looked at Lu Xueying and the others in the distance, he didn't go to see him, three days is not a long time, he has more important things, and he can't wait.

Jin Peng's wings spread and flew obliquely to the Heavenly Emperor Palace, now Lang Yu is naturally very clear, the three demon emperors are fire, gold, and wood, but unfortunately the sea of fire behind the Chixiao Palace has been almost absorbed by the Jiuyang lantern, of course, that baby has also saved Lang Yu several times, and it is worth it.

Although the Jinpeng Heavenly Wings have been implanted in Lang Yu's body and entered the Heavenly Emperor Palace, there is still a kind of eager excitement, Lang Yu can feel that the pair of sparse wings that have been destroyed by the gang wind are rapidly absorbing energy, and a feeling of gradually fullness is coming from the back.

Lang Yu flew straight to Chixiao Palace, and stopped under the statue of the peacock, this is a habit, although Lang Yu's polemic power at this time should not be inferior to Emperor Tianpeng, but, many times he has cultivated here, he still feels that this place is the safest.

Holding Shui Mengyao, he raised his eyes and looked at it layer by layer, and his last gaze stopped at the Tianbao Pavilion on the top of Lingxiao Palace. At this time, the Tianbao Pavilion shimmered brightly, like a brilliant sun, radiating five-colored glow.

The Heavenly Palace is also guarding a delimiting treasure, that is, the ancient scroll, no need to ask, at this time, the ancestral treasure returns, and the ancient scroll scroll is among them.

This kind of return is also very weird, that ancient treasure is really big, and it actually dragged the entire Heavenly Palace to the True Immortal Realm, if it weren't for the fact that I had seen too many immortal methods, this scene was really incredible.

Lang Yu wanted to see his master immediately, however, today's ancient scrolls were no longer as honest as they were when they were stationed in his body. He had to believe what the machine spirit said, and he wasn't qualified to be its master yet. And this thing is dangerous.

After experiencing the Heavenly Wolf Knife and the Nine Yang Lantern, Lang Yu had an inexplicable defense against this ancestral treasure he brought from his previous life. At the moment of life and death, it did not have the slightest meaning of protecting the Lord.

The five demons were not sealed, and in Lang Yu's vague memory, he seemed to hear the roar of that machine spirit, just outside the cold whirlpool, this thing really had no intention of saving people.

This thing is unreliable, Lang Yu felt a kind of hostility and a faint murderous intent, in any case, this is not the attitude of a machine spirit, there seems to be a strong dependence behind it.

Therefore, Lang Yu did not dare to enter the ancient scroll rashly, at least to restore his soul divine thoughts.

Just hurriedly entered the space of that ancient treasure, and Lang Yu already felt that it might not be so easy to ask the master to come out.

After staring for more than a quarter of an hour, Lang Yu did not send out a divine thought. With his right hand, he picked up Shui Mengyao, glanced at the three quaint golden characters in Chixiao Palace, raised his feet up the steps, and walked in.

The majestic hall is more than ten times the size of the castle tower. This is just a city gate from below, and behind the city gate is a hundred-zhang high rooftop, and above the rooftop is the real Peacock Emperor's three-story Chixiao Palace.

Lang Yu walked over on the bottom floor of the wide and tall palace, and the rolling heat wave came to his face.

Tiangong, you can basically confirm that this is Langyu's. Out of Chixiao Palace, Lang Yu couldn't help but squint slightly at the burning volcano in the distance, the mountain peak that was like a huge bonfire lit up again, and the mysterious aura was like a tide.

"Hmm-" After looking at the breath, it seems that it can be inferred that the Heavenly Palace should be

There should also be a kind of spirit gathering array-like thing, in the true immortal realm, absorbing the five elements of Xuan Qi, the light of the law is faintly visible above the volcano, but there is not much soul power.

Lang Yu jumped up and flew up the heavenly steps of Zixiao Palace. After a while, he still passed through the hall and came to Lingxiao Palace.

Langyu has been here, looking for a piece of golden light, in fact, it is full of rich wood energy. This palace is different from the two palaces below, here is just a glorious hall, you can see the sky as high as a tower from afar, and the emperor's throne is in the sky.

Lang Yu didn't walk forward, but just entered the palace gate for more than 100 zhang, shook his robe, and gently put Shui Mengyao down.

This place is the strongest, and it is also the safest place that Langyu thinks. He looked down, stretched out his hand and flicked it in the air, seven immortal weapons were spread around, and an oblong five-color light shield was closed around Shui Mengyao.

Lang Yu closed his eyes and sensed it, and reflexively withdrew from Lingxiao Palace.

This is not the place where he recovered, just to settle Shui Mengyao. For the threat of the woman in the green dress, Lang Yu didn't care, thinking back to everything that happened in the True Immortal Realm, I have to say that Lang Yu's luck is a little good against the sky, if it is really as he guessed, then the Heavenly God Emperor in the mouth of the five demons has saved him more than once.

And it seems that he didn't just come to save himself, but because of Shui Mengyao.

As a thief in his previous life, Langyu's reasoning and judgment are top-notch, but the reason for this is really unknown.

The woman in the green dress did disappear in Shui Mengyao's sea of knowledge, and Lang Yu's heart was steady, however, Shui Mengyao's situation was heavily pressed in his heart. A soul, a lifeless body, even if he knows that he will not die, Lang Yu is powerless. The spirit body sealed in the sea of consciousness is by no means the case of a thunder snake or the others, and Lang Yu can't contact Shui Mengyao's divine thoughts at all, I'm afraid that as the master said, she's also dead in this realm.

The fate of this woman was so tragic that Lang Yu had an inexplicable feeling, as if she had come specifically for herself, and Lang Yu had to admit that the escape from the Apocalypse Empire for several months made him unable to let go of the woman in front of him.

The Five Demons broke through the sky, and the Ancient Scrolls returned to their grasp, so the Daochen Tribulation should be over. The human race is no longer a threat, and the mystery of the Five Emperors will also be solved.

But even though Yang Xiao was in front of Langyu's eyes, he couldn't be happy. Because the person who gave him all this is sleeping in the palace of the Emperor of Heaven.

Lang Yu didn't know what kind of emotion this was, but he knew that he was uncomfortable.

Putting away the broken Jinpeng wings, Lang Yu fell to the fourth layer of the Heavenly Palace again. This time, he came to collect these 10,000-year-old remnant souls, and advanced to the Xuan Immortal, these things are no longer a threat. Think about it, this is undoubtedly the gift of the Three Emperors, the three old demon emperors sealed these human races in the Heavenly Palace, this is the capital left for the inheritors to rebuild the Heavenly Palace?

At this time, the inheritance of the Demon Emperor finally had an answer. Lang Yu looked at those faint blood mist and floating remnants, and had to be grateful to that old peng, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance to see him after all.

The Demon Emperor fell on the ancient battlefield, but in the Heavenly Palace, he killed so many Terran overhauls, the tragedy of the war between the two races ten thousand years ago, maybe those few immortal monarchs should still remember.

Returning to the Yuan Jue, the red mist immediately filled in, and Lang Yu let out a long sigh and walked in.

In three days, Lang Yu refined the remnant soul of the fourth layer, refined five pills, and the blood veins all over his body were full, and he spread his Jinpeng wings and floated towards the main door.

There was a rumble in the sky, and in an instant, blood clouds rolled into the sky.

A group of cultivators immediately poured out from under the Zhengqian Gate, Lu Xueying, Lang Tianpeng took Yueyue, Lin'er's mother and daughter, as well as perverts and little demon girls, followed by Ji Zixin. Several princes of the dragon clan flew to the left, and Lang Yu's two masters appeared on the right with Yu Ruoxian. Emperor Yuan also laughed and came out of the pass, with a look of envy and respect on the face of the big black ape.

Finally, the demons of the Tianpeng clan hung above the gate of heaven.

The Holy Lord is about to cross the catastrophe again. It's just been more than a year, I don't know how far the Holy Lord has advanced, should the demon clan be a demon emperor now?

Lu Xueying and the others were happy and worried, but their belief in Langyu still made people unable to hide their excitement.

What does the Thunder Tribulation mean? There is no better than them, for Lang Yu, there is no danger in the Tribulation, some are the improvement of cultivation, and the Heavenly Palace and the Demon Clan are safer.

"Master, do you think Yu'er is a Heavenly Immortal or a Xuan Immortal?" Lang Tianpeng asked Ling Songzi with a smile.

The old man squinted and shook his head: "A year's time...... Unlikely, right?"

Ling Songzi hesitated to confirm, and seemed to be asking Yu Chengzi between his words. But Yu Chengzi is not better than him, and he doesn't dare to judge the advancement of the True Immortal Realm, otherwise he is afraid that he will upset Lang Tianpeng's mood. How could the advancement of the human race be so fast, he could only be sure that the more he cultivated, the more difficult it became, even if Lang Yu was evil, it would be impossible to win the Xuan Immortal. What kind of existence is that, the legendary ancestor, the master of a sect, hehe, you really dare to think about it.

While a few people were discussing, more than a dozen demon emperors flew on both sides of the main door, and Lu Ziyun and Ao Jiuxiao flew over with heavy faces, staring at the figures outside the golden light.

Boom, boom...... , heavy thunder rolling, shaking through the nine nights, lightning flashing, dazzling. A huge catastrophe was terrifyingly pressed thousands of miles away.

"Blockade the Robbery Domain!" Lu Ziyun shouted, and the two groups of demon kings flanked the robbery clouds behind the eight emperors, and surrounded them within tens of thousands of miles.

The scene became more and more spectacular, and the calamity of the Holy Lord was even more solemn. But this is really useless for Langyu, does the human race still dare to come to kill and rob?

After three days of recovery, Langyu's water law was finally officially consummated, which was a pure advanced tribulation. Entering the Golden Immortal in one catastrophe, I believe that without the ancestral treasure, it is enough to fight against the true immortals of the human race. After this catastrophe, there was no need for Lang Yu to use the threat of heaven and earth to deter the Immortal Monarch. There is no point in this catastrophe. That's why Langyu wants to be upright and regular.

And this catastrophe must not be wasted, Langyu's thunder vein and thunder law are exactly what they need for this catastrophe. That ancient scroll devoured the sea of thunder, and it must have the power of thunder and lightning. If you want to negotiate with it, it is inevitable to improve your thunder and lightning perception.

"Boom—— click!" There was a loud earthquake, and the terrifying electric light poured out, as if he didn't dare to come down, Lang Yu looked back at the people under the Heavenly Palace, nodded and smiled slightly.

"Tribulation!" waved his sword and pointed out, and a thick cold light "slammed" so that everyone closed their eyes, and took it with a "click".

"Boom!"

A ball of fire rushed out of the Sirius knife, and a purple bird rushed forward with the electric light. There was only a small fire spirit, but it had already shook the thunder of the blood tribulation, and in the blink of an eye, with a finger of the long knife, the Holy Lord had already rushed into the blood cloud.

The sky was like a boiling pot, and blood and food were gushing, and it was like lighting a powder cartridge, and the lightning was shining.

Lang Yu, who held the Heavenly Wolf Knife again, roared: "Open!"

A knife shot, dripping with joy.

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