The Nine Heavens Realm is too dangerous, and the cultivation of the Immortal Monarch seems to be only an ant-like existence here, let alone a spiritual realm cultivator. If there is no protection from the sect, it will be a killing machine step by step.

Lang Yu fell into this blood-colored space, and under this absolute suppression, he was powerless to return to the sky. Calm does not necessarily mean that you have the chance to win, but for Langyu at this time, there is no choice.

The Holy Demon Son is definitely not a benevolent person, will he still leave time for Lang Yu to realize?

"Hehehe...... After cultivating the treasure body, how long can you resist it!" The Holy Demon Zi looked at the transparent fireball on the magic knife and smiled lightly, opened his mouth to inhale, and the flame that burned like blood slowly floated over.

The law of space, the symbol of the emperor, even if it is only refined into a small world, it is also an absolute suppression for the king, one flower and one world, one leaf and one Qiankun, the hundreds of zhang blood-colored space that Lang Yu sensed is a fist-sized fireball in front of the Holy Devil's eyes, naturally, everything in this fireball is under his control.

Why did this demon king sacrifice the blood of thirteen kings to kill Lang Yu, I'm afraid only he knows in his heart.

The smoke of death and the demonization of the soul did not have the slightest pain under the erosion of the blood mist, but there was a leisurely return to heaven.

Remember that netherworld, if no one wakes up, people who are immersed in this blood-colored space will be like souls wandering into the Phantom Mansion until their souls are scattered and their minds are lost.

Langyu thought well, but feeling this space is a way to die. Because this blood-colored space is not a real space, the law he perceives is actually the will of the Holy Devil, and the deeper he perceives, the deeper he is lost.

Unconsciously, the five-color yuan light gradually turned blood-colored, and a vague figure like smoke floated out from the top of Lang Yu's head.

He thought that he had comprehended the law, but in fact, the law had devoured his thoughts.

Suddenly, a golden light shone in Lang Yu's sea of knowledge, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the soul shadow above his head shattered, and Lang Yu opened his eyes in amazement.

It's too hanging!

The demon's killing move is still extremely evil, and I'm afraid this seal can only be broken.

But how can it be broken?! If it is really the second Heavenly Wolf Knife, its power is probably not as clear as the third person than Lang Yu, it is enough to make people desperate!

Death is not terrible, what Lang Yu is unwilling to do is that the few innocent lives in this body can never be recovered.

Mouse, Ao Qianning, and ...... Shui Mengyao, if the spiritual thoughts in the sea are extinguished, will her body still have life in the Demon Emperor Palace?

"Xiaobai, are you afraid of death!?"

"Dead ?...... Why?master?" In the blue space, the white mouse was bragging in front of the Snow Emperor, and when he heard this, he shrank his neck and asked carefully.

"We're sealed, maybe only you can get out. ”

"Ahh The little mouse stepped forward, turned his head to look at the Snow Emperor, and shook his head and smiled.

This is what the master has asked him for, right? Little Phoenix!

Lang Yu nodded, looking at the depths of the blood mist, and said lightly: "If we can get out, maybe we can still be saved, but you may have to endure a heavenly tribulation of the Immortal Monarch." ”

"Hehe, no problem, as long as the master ...... Huh?Immortal Monarch...... Host...... Master, you can't ......" The little mouse was just half proud, and suddenly his white hair stood on end in fright.

Crossing the Heavenly Tribulation, he doesn't have the ability of a thundersnake, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Immortal Monarch is separated by a big realm, what does the master mean by this? Is it difficult to really let him take a Demon Emperor Tribulation? No, that may be the Demon Emperor Tribulation! His natal supernatural power is that no matter how bad the bull is, he can't escape the Heavenly Tribulation, but what does the master mean...... Don't you want to take him back?

"Huh......" Lang Yu exhaled heavily: "The cultivation of this demon is too high, I'm afraid that only by borrowing your body can you attract the Heavenly Tribulation, this time...... I really can't guarantee that I can only do my best to improve your cultivation,...... You ......"

"Master, am I really going to die?"

“...... Forget it, the seal of this ring can't stop you, but remember, don't come out immediately after retracting the soul oath, the longer you stay inside, the better. ”

Lang Yu finally gave up the adventure, and with the cultivation of the guinea pig, he couldn't withstand an immortal tribulation at all. He couldn't guarantee that the soul oath in his sea would save the life of the guinea pig. This time the robbery is not the same as before, if the guinea pig shows one of his divine thoughts, then he can't take it back. The cultivation of this pet beast is still too low.

The mouse's two little eyes rolled and fell silent. Since this demon is a soul beast, it naturally has the same mind as Lang Yu, and has already understood what Lang Yu means, with the strength of the master, these words must have encountered a big crisis, is this to lift the soul oath?

The mouse closed his eyes and smiled: "Hehe, master, don't worry, you can't die with the supernatural powers of the deity." ”

"Huh?" Xue Huang next to him frowned, and tilted his head and praised: "Hehe, little mouse, I suddenly feel that you look like a man." ”

The flying guinea pig glanced back at her and smiled again: "Hmph, wait for me." ”

People have a way, and demons also have a way, and the mind of the guinea pig even understands the snow phoenix. Immortal beasts are also the bloodline of the demon clan in essence, and it seems that what can really conquer them is not rhetoric but loyalty. Xue Huang didn't know about the transmission between the guinea pig and Lang Yu, but the desperate look of this sharp-mouthed ugly mouse couldn't escape the induction of an emperor.

This pet beast ring had already been unable to stop the Five Elements from escaping, and a white light shot out from Lang Yu's hand, rushing straight into the blood mist.

Langyu's eyes twitched, but he didn't stop it. Since he didn't want Xiaobai to take risks, he just had to watch, if he couldn't rush out, if the thunder tribulation caused by it was too fierce, the guinea pig could still take it back with a thought.

How far can Langyu's spiritual technique improve it?

The pinnacle of the second-order demon emperor, no matter how high it is, it can't bear it.

How strong is the five elements of the guinea pig?

In the space of the blood mist, it flickered and rushed out more than twenty zhang. This was the limit, and a large white-haired rat, which had more than doubled in size, floated like a kite in the mist and lost its way.

The blood-colored space is not a formation, it is not a seal, it has really become an independent space, although it is broken, it is completely under the control of the Holy Devil.

The laws of this space are already close to the Daochen Realm, at least it has formed its own laws, but the Holy Demon Son is a living person. The law of the Daochen realm can be perceived and escaped, but the behavior of this blood-colored space is the final word of the Holy Devil, as long as it is discovered by him, it is difficult to move an inch, unless you also master the law of space, unless you have also reached the peak of the king's cultivation, or you have a realm-breaking artifact.

In just a breath, the mouse turned into a blood rat, and like Lang Yu, its five elements escaped to attract demons into the body.

"It's not good! Accept it!" Lang Yu's expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed and took back Xiaobai.

A large rat covered in blood fell into the blue space. A golden light flashed on Lang Yu's index finger, cutting off the Holy Devil's demonic thoughts.

"Whoosh-"

"Hmm-hmph!" Xue Huang glared, pouted and shook his head: his courage is commendable, but he is too useless, and he is still a waste.

Whether it is waste or not, Langyu doesn't know, and neither does the guinea pig. But it made the Holy Devil's eyes flash red, and he was taken aback.

How?!Ran away!?

A little demon beast in the early stage of the spiritual realm actually escaped with his life in the demon king's divine thoughts, which is enough to surprise people.

In this blood-colored space, if it is a snow phoenix that comes out, even ten lives will become the blood food of this demon.

The Holy Demon smiled grimly: "Fortunately, you haven't found the body yet-"

The blood ball was the size of a human head, and the demonic qi was steaming and floated in front of the holy devil, reflecting a blood-colored robe and red hair, which was extremely evil.

The danger is getting closer and closer, and the sense in Lang Yu's heart is that the breath of death is getting stronger and stronger, which is the instinctive feeling of a cultivator.

How that demon clan wants to kill, Lang Yu can't guess, but the things in this body can't be left to him anymore.

The little girl in front of her was dead, getting colder and colder, like holding a piece of ice. Lang Yu took her out of the Ice Lord Palace, originally to thank her for opening the icicle space, who would have expected that she would fall into the seal of the Demon King?

The breath is gone, and the person has been materialized.

Lang Yu looked down and counted his breath, and put it into the ring with a thought.

This ring belongs to the Ice Lord, and now it is all of Langyu's belongings, but it is not his own thing at all, there are indeed some treasures in it, but those things Langyu has no time to use, and it is difficult to say whether it can even be destroyed.

Cultivators, they all hate the lack of immortal materials, and they do not hesitate to fight with their lives, but when the fight comes, the life is gone, what's the point?!

Lang Yu looked at the ring and exhaled. Encountering the Ice Lord is a fate, but the killing machine is like a curse, and it is instantaneous. Maybe I took something I shouldn't have taken, this ring, it seems that I have to return it to someone who is destined.

All that's left is the oath and the magic knife. Lang Yu didn't know anything about the affairs of the Nine Heavens Realm, and the chaos in the Demon Realm was even more confusing, he accepted the Demon Knife and the oath just to escape from the Demon Realm, and now, this Demon King is obviously looking at this knife.

If you want to protect this knife to the death, why should you protect it?

Lang Yu thought of the red-haired woman's oath not long ago, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. In that hurry, I forgot to ask what would happen to the knife if I died.

However, this question does not seem to need to be asked, is it still useful for a dead man? Since it is in my hands, it is natural to destroy it or throw it away.

In the seal of the Holy Devil, Lang Yu could only admit it, but he had at least one more right: how to dispose of this Demon Cloud Knife.

Those who are in the place of mortality, of course, will never be cheaper against the enemy again.

Unless you still have the means to stop me.