Lang Yu didn't have the heart to hunt for treasure, there was a large suspended continent above his head, and he went around the circle to find the entrance, which was no different from looking for the ends of the earth.

The demon clan of Heavenly Punishment has appeared here, and it is obviously one step ahead of itself, and in the direction sensed by the two dragons, it is still ahead.

Lang Yu is very fast, he is a half-human, half-demon body, and his feet are the five laws. This time, as soon as they competed, Ao Hong and Ao Chenghua were convinced.

The bloodline of the Heavenly Clan is really unprovoked, a demon beast punished by God, running up, actually makes the dragon clan who prides itself on entering the sea from the sky out of reach, and in the feeling of the two of them, this little demon beast seems to be cultivated quite water, which is worse than His Royal Highness.

Seeing that the difference was too far, the two had to turn over and turn into their original form, the third-order demon, and they were completely speechless to Lang Yu.

In a day and a half, a patch of red sand appeared in front of me, and at the same time, a green shadow like a waterfall on the side also appeared in the distant sky.

"Shang Clan, the atmosphere here is very strong. Ao Hong said.

"It looks like they're one step ahead of us again. ”

Under the entrance of the fourth layer, the demon clan of divine punishment was no longer visible, and when Lang Yu fell, all he saw was a layer of freshly turned quicksand.

The two green dragons retracted their bodies in mid-air, and one of them stood behind Lang Yu, raising his eyes and looking up with Lang Yu.

The stone steps were a lot narrower, still as high, and the familiar aura was very strong, proving that the four-legged hairy beasts would not be gone for long.

I chased after the buttocks, but there was not much time left, and it was less than four days to be full.

Four days, with one more layer to go, is still not optimistic.

Lang Yu shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and pushed his nose: This time, Tiangong entered, since he got out of the mouse hole, he ran a series of close lines, and finally fell behind.

Is Lingxiao Palace really on the fifth layer? If it has never appeared, how can I find it? What will be the attitude of the people of the two major demon clans and the five immortal sects towards themselves?

All unknown outcomes are on this ladder.

After looking at it for more than thirty breaths, Lang Yu's eyes burst out with a cold murderous intent: "Go!"

With a little sand on your feet, you rush up.

A layer of heaven, a layer of coercion, Lang Yu rushed down to one-third of the stone steps, but he was forced down the twelfth step, and his legs stood up.

"Be careful!" said a word, and he bent down and ran towards the stone steps, under such pressure, there was no need to think about flying.

"Huh!" A golden light knocked down Lang Yu who was almost at the end without accident, and nothing could be seen in the golden light, but at that moment, at the end of the ladder, a crescent-shaped black shadow flashed.

That's not something that belongs to this layer.

The fifth layer really exists! Lang Yu was happy in his heart.

The second time, with preparation, I closed my eyes and looked at the golden light, as if pushing a huge tree to the top of the stairs, and a sweet, fishy, and disgusting smell rushed to my nose.

Lang Yu was just about to open his eyes, and suddenly his heart was agitated, as if a piano in his heart had been plucked, and at the same time, there was a familiar and cordial resonance somewhere.

What does it feel like?

"Huh!"

Lang Yu, who hadn't had time to let go of his divine sense, suddenly twisted his waist, and a red sword shot towards the dantian passed by, and almost at the same time, a heat wave of "boom" swept by, this time he couldn't dodge, and the whole person was knocked flying.

The downward drop is so fast that you can't stop trying to.

The sixth-order demon body couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. As soon as he raised his hand in mid-air, the sword flew with blood.

"Kill!"

The blue light rushed up, just turned on the top of the ladder, and then turned back, stopping in front of Langyu's head, and there was no sound on the top of the ladder.

"Poof" Lang Yu was knocked down hundreds of steps by one move, one foot was half kneeling, one hand was propped on the stone steps, and he tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Shang Clan!"

Ao Hong, who was still far away, immediately stopped and exclaimed.

Lang Yu glanced back and did not speak.

The entrance was sealed, and it made people feel cold, and they didn't even know if it was a human or a demon.

After calming down for a long time, there was still silence above, and no one appeared.

Below just now, Lang Yu was still thinking that Tianfengmen had killed two people, and Taixuanmen had also killed four, but fortunately, no one knew except for two dragons. If you enter the fourth layer, no one will stop you from looking for Lingxiao Palace, and you don't have to open your sword to kill, but I didn't expect that as soon as I showed up, I would come to a dismount.

It turns out that goodness is a scourge.

Lang Yu got up, raised the back of his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes shrank, and he stared at the end of the ladder.

Today in the Heavenly Palace, at this time, the enmity and hatred are at this time, and the heart of mercy cannot be left, even the moment just now, put it on the two dragons, and it is also crippled if it is not dead, so if you want to keep the little demon girl safe, only the blocker is invincible, and the sword is hateful, and any danger cannot be left behind.

Walking the ladder again, Lang Yu sacrificed Qinghong on the top of his head, and the person who was ambushed on the top of the ladder was killed without mercy.

The golden light appeared again, Lang Yu looked away, just paused, and his divine sense swept out.

No one sneaked up, and continued to go up, until the two red-clothed disciples in their divine consciousness were three feet away from the top of the ladder, and they secretly let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the people of Guangyoumen, and they were also instructed by the head of the sect? Why are there only two people?

Lang Yu didn't dare to be careless, the person was still under the ladder, and the villain in the sea of knowledge was searched out.

The staircase is in the shape of a hexagonal altar, with no runes on the table, and it is a mottled dark red. In addition to the two corpses of Guangyoumen, there were also four or five scattered piles of white bones.

The altar is very large, with a radius of more than ten zhang. Looking around, I couldn't see anything.

It seems that there are only two people from Guangyou Sect guarding here, and they were seconded by a sword just now, and the third-order refining god didn't even snort.

Is Qinghong already strong enough to this extent?

Lang Yu only hesitated a little and stepped forward. With this immortal weapon, under the elders, he really doesn't have to be afraid of anyone.

"Bang bang!"

In the Taixuan Hall of Taixuanmen, more than a dozen old men were startled, and they all looked at Sun Zhengliang in a red robe, and in front of him, two puffs of white smoke rose up, and there were still two of the eight soul cards left.

"This son is really arrogant, twenty-eight disciples of my Immortal Sect have fallen into his hands, are you still hesitating?" The purple-clothed old man from Shangyuanmen stood up angrily.

Seven of the nine gates of Shangxian Gate came, and fifteen elders gathered in the Taixuan Hall at the invitation of Tong Xuanzi. A disciple of a hidden family in the Nether Realm, holding an immortal weapon into the Heavenly Palace, it was a tiger entering the wolves, but he had already entered, and no one could stop it. However, a few days later, the four disciples of Taixuanmen fell at the same time, and Tong Xuanzi couldn't sit still, feeling that he couldn't kill this reverse cultivation with the power of one person, so he had to issue an order to gather immortals.

The three heads forced Lang Yu into it together, no one said this anymore, the Nine Gates Conference initiated by the three families was opened in the Taixuan Palace, Tong Xuanzi pushed Lang Yu to the public trial platform, and together with Tianfengmen, he counted Lang Yu's bad behavior of killing immortals in the nether realm, and Shangyuanmen and Guangyoumen responded positively.

If this son wants to be killed, the immortal weapon must also be withdrawn from the immortal gate, and the precedent of killing immortals cannot be opened.

The immortal weapon is very attractive, but there is only one, and Lang Yu is a member of the hidden family, for some reason, it seems that he still has something to do with the East China Sea. In the case of not getting benefits, the other immortal sects were unwilling to be used as sword envoys, so they did not reach an agreement on the action of chasing and killing Lang Yu in the immortal realm.

However, three days after the conference was held, all of a sudden, the soul cards in the hands of the famous sect exploded one after another, and the disciples who entered the Heavenly Palace fell like beans.

Following Tianfengmen, the two disciples of Zhengjimen were also wiped out. Fifty Immortal Sect disciples were only two days, and less than half of them were left.

The elder of Tianyi Sect had a fierce light in his eyes, and finally made up his mind: "This son is too cruel, and this sect agrees to guard the southwest direction." ”

The elder of the Taixu Sect looked at the remaining seven soul cards: "If he appears within the range of this gate, this gate will leave him behind." ”

In the end, Zhengjimen had no choice but to express his position, and found out that Langyu would inform Tong Xuanzi, but if the dragon clan in the East China Sea wanted to come forward to protect Langyu, only he would not be able to keep the immortal gate. Ugly words ahead.

No one entered the Heavenly Palace at the Beginningless Gate and the Qingpyloric Gate, one in the extreme north and the other in the extreme west, Tong Xuanzi was notified, but no one arrived.

The conference basically reached an agreement, and Tong Xuanzi said again about the danger of letting Lang Yu go to the lower realm, and the elders of the Immortal Sect gave up.

The opinion is reached, but there are few people who really care, a small cultivation of refining gods, you just give it an immortal weapon, can he control it, there are three major demon clans who enter the heavenly palace, even if that small cultivation is ruthless enough, he still dares to offend nine immortal sects at the same time.

If you want to add sin, there is no excuse. Of course, if you encounter an immortal weapon, no one will let it go.

Lang Yu is really not as dark as they imagined, but who killed so many immortals?

He didn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, but a big net in the fairy world had opened to him. No one cares about this Xiao Xiu of the Nether Realm, and no one doubts that he can still escape, for the powerful Immortal Sect, killing Lang Yu is still like killing a bed bug.

The golden light fell like a curtain of rain, sacred and serene. The richness of the Xuan Qi makes people feel like bathing in a hot spring, but the taste is very evil.

Beneath the altar was a dark brown red clay, and as far as the eye could see, Lang Yu felt as if he had really stepped into hell. The ground is red, the mountains are red, the fog is red, and the lightning-shaped cracks on the ground under the stage stretch out to the boundless, and several low mountains in front of you are like dozens of huge rocks that are staggering from side to side.

The fourth layer turned out to be a ruined world, as if it had experienced a catastrophe.

In the faint blood mist, there seemed to be a voice, echoing in layers of humming.

"Kill...... Kill...... Kill Kill Kill"

The blood veins in his body were stirred, and a desire for destruction rose up. Lang Yu shook his head violently and suppressed the voice, but in less than two breaths, it floated in again.

Good evil voices.