Lang Yu let out a sigh of relief, looked around at the three immortal masters, his eyes shrank, and said coldly: "Yes, this cultivation is indeed from the Daochen Realm. It's true that it's not an ice master. It's just a coincidence that I got the inheritance of the Ice Lord, and as for the holy woman, she is also in my ring, but she is already dead. Counting it, it was the three immortal emperors who killed her. ”

Now, Langyu has nothing to hide. What if you are the ice master or not?

"What?!" The fairy lord was taken aback, and shouted angrily: "Junior, you still dare to be hard at this time, and you dare to pretend to be a person with your ring!"

"Pretending to be a person?" Lang Yu's brows furrowed, and he was about to enter the ring with his divine sense, listening to the old guy, that girl didn't seem to be dead?!

However, the immortal lord in the colorful cloud was not very good-tempered, and as soon as the words fell, the light flashed, and instantly appeared outside the demon domain, and the three immortal emperors had no time to dodge, so they were moved away from the hundred zhang.

"Ahh

That Lang Yu is not a vegetarian, and he is now even more nervous like a frightened bird, grass and trees, the situation in front of him has changed, he didn't even think about it, he raised his hand, and stabbed at Xuanyang Ding.

He is also an immortal monarch-level cultivator, with a knife in his left hand and a tripod in his right hand, the distance is only two feet, even if he is late, the wolf knife will enter the tripod in an instant.

"Stop!"

"Lord Wen Palace!"

This thorn, the other two immortal masters didn't react, and screamed.

Lang Yu gritted his teeth and raised his head: Do you think I really don't dare to destroy this treasure?!

Rumble!

The runes on the golden tripod flashed, and a ball of fire erupted with a bang. The Wen Hall Lord in the colorful clouds had no choice but to retreat and float back hundreds of miles.

"Get rid of that magic knife quickly, or no one will be able to save you." ”

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, you just wait to collect his body!" Lang Yu also did not show weakness.

No one knows the situation inside the golden tripod better than him, that kind of explosive breath has reached the edge of explosion, the two machine spirits are struggling frantically under the suppression of Lang Yu's divine thoughts, the three spirit bodies are almost one, and the broken bones are every moment.

This is the highest level of playing with life, as soon as the two treasures are destroyed, Lang Yu's soul will be scattered. As for Ling Zhu and the two demon clans around him, they can only resign themselves to fate.

In such a situation, Lang Yu still stared at the blurred figure in the colorful clouds without changing his face.

This knife seems to prove that he is really not afraid of death.

"Good! good! Yes, he is worthy of being a person from the Demon Ancestor Secret Realm. That Wen Hall Master, I don't know if he was mad or really appreciated Lang Yu's knife, he actually said two "good" words in a row at this critical moment. It's kind of bold enough.

However, the two of them only came closer than a hundred zhang before stopping.

"I'm afraid that Xiao Daoyou has misunderstood, why be excited. The three of them have no malicious intent, so why should the little Taoist destroy the treasure and kill himself? Quickly withdraw the magic knife, the deity can guarantee that no one will dare to hurt you. ”

"Hmph, misunderstanding?" Lang Yu's cold eyes shrank, and a blood-red murderous aura swept across the three clouds: "If my guess is correct, they are carrying out your immortal decree." ”

"Uhh......h

"You can deny it, I want to see if there is still an oath in the Nine Heavens Realm that can be trusted?!" Lang Yu's gaze was aggressive. Of course, he didn't want to die, but he didn't want to cheapen the Terrans for nothing

, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

"The deity really underestimated you. In the colorful clouds in the northwest, a few cold words came out leisurely.

"You guessed right, but the deity only let them go into the Heavenly Palace to hunt for treasures, and did not give the order to kill you. ”

The corners of Lang Yu's bleeding mouth twitched slightly, "Is there any difference in this?"

"Of course it's different, if you want to kill you, just the ancestral qi in your body is enough. The deity has to admit that it was an accident that you got the ancestral treasure. I think you're just trying to save your life with this treasure. As long as you hand over this Ding and the magic knife, the deity will definitely ensure that your life is absolutely not in danger in the Xuan Realm, and will also give you a chance. You can't destroy this ancestral treasure, and if you don't come to your senses, it will only cost you more than 100 years of cultivation. ”

At the moment of life and death, it is really rare that this old guy is still so calm, just a few relaxed words made Lang Yu feel that he had encountered the most difficult enemy in his life.

And just as the immortal master's words fell, suddenly the eyes of the eighteen immortal emperors swept over almost at the same time, and it seemed that there was a terrifying thing that they had overlooked.

A group of emperor-level cultivators didn't catch the small cultivation, but they only had more than a hundred years of cultivation?!

It's a pity that in the Demon Emperor's Xuan Domain, they can only see, but they can't sense it with their divine sense. If what the fairy lord said is true, then ...... This small repair from another world is incredible.

Even Ling Zhu and the White Emperor's father and son looked at Lang Yu again with strange eyes. That White Emperor didn't dare to probe Lang Yu's Dao Ling, but Ling Zhu couldn't see it.

However, what does it mean in the Nine Heavens Realm to cultivate to the Immortal Monarch for more than a hundred years?

Maybe the White Emperor is really not mistaken, if this person is not the reincarnation of the Ice Lord, he is the rebirth of the blood handsome. Otherwise, even if it is a supreme immortal material, no one can do it.

Touching such a demon, the immortals, who were emperor cultivators, couldn't help but have a killing intent flashing in their eyes. They do not pride themselves on killing geniuses, but they make enmity against such people, and if they do not kill, they will be harmed.

Murderous aura is an extremely sensitive thing, and Lang Yu also glanced back at the emperors: Eighteen people, hum, the deity has written it down.

And today's siege and revenge were naturally recorded in the eyes of the two demon clans. They have lost eight demon kings, and these people will not be taken seriously to the White Emperor, but I am afraid that the honor of the demon clan must be recovered.

This is the difference between the human race and the demon race. No matter how much hatred Lang Yu has, he will only look for these eighteen people, and the White Emperor will be unkind to the immortal clan of the entire Xuan Realm.

In the colorful clouds in the northwest, an old man in a golden silk gray robe gradually appeared, with black hair, black beard, long eyebrows hanging above his eyes, a square face and a slightly fat face, with a red face, and a peaceful expression.

This time Langyu can see clearly, the old guy seems to be well maintained, but in a pair of eyes that seem to be smiling, there is a wisdom and vicissitudes of life condensed by the years.

It was more like two stars that could devour the soul.

Lang Yu just took a breath and immediately withdrew his thoughts.

"Sign up. ”

As soon as Lang Yu said this, the White Emperor was excited, and then looked at Lang Yu and smiled: Damn, I am really bold. It is worthy of the pride of my wolf clan!

Lang Yu doesn't believe in evil at all, can the things that are already in his hands still fly? With his own blood soul in it, can he still cut it off? The most important thing is that if he is engrossed, can this old thing be faster than a divine thought

？！

A person who is not afraid of death, what else is there to fear.

"Hmph. The three immortal lords smiled at the same time.

"The deity, Wu Yunzi. He is now in charge of the Xuanjie Temple. ”

Wu Yunzi didn't care, and he reported it very clearly.

And this time to sign up, Langyu also has no chance of killing. The golden tripod in his hand was still trembling, and Lang Yu shrank his eyes coldly and said, "Don't want to kill people, but you want to take the treasure?"

"Hahaha...... Demon Emperor Bai Kun laughed loudly: "Hall Master Wu, we are really stupid." Although Bendi didn't dare to say that he could easily return to the Demon Domain, he thought he could do it after destroying this broken furnace. Unless your true body comes, I throw in the towel. ”

Bai Kun has been in the Xuan Realm for thousands of years, and he is not a fool in vain, and it seems that he has learned some secrets. This sentence provoked Wu Yunzi's calm expression to change slightly, and he glanced at him fiercely.

The appearance of this demon emperor completely disrupted his plan, Wu Yunzi really didn't understand, with just one ring, how could he be so sure that this little cultivator was a blood handsome?

Are you crazy?!Or are you deliberately going against the immortals?!

Of course, Bai Kun was not a fool, even Lang Yu took a secret breath and turned his head to look at the old demon emperor. Because in the midst of that laughter, a voice floated into Lang Yu's sea of knowledge: "Blood Shuai, it seems that these two treasures can't be kept." The holy weapon of the Immortal Ancestor, they will definitely not stop. If the three old ghosts are desperate, the subordinate demon domain can't stop them. ”

But Wu Yunzi has his own helplessness, otherwise why bother talking nonsense. At this time, he had to smile and said, "Little Daoyou, if you have any conditions, just say it." With the merits of this Xuanyang Ding, it is enough to be the immortal envoy of the temple, and the deity can also send you into the sword mound to understand the immortal sword. ”

"Hehehe......"

The corners of Lang Yu's mouth were bleeding - he smiled: "Are you waiting for me to die and die and fend for myself?"

As he spoke, Lang Yu shrugged his shoulders and returned to his original appearance, his eyes flashed red, and he roared angrily: "If you don't want to kill someone, just get out of the way!

The cunning of the human race, Lang Yu has already understood, and with three breaths, he can no longer control those two machine spirits, and the consequences are unimaginable, after all, those immortal emperors chased too fast, and it was not so easy to refine the ancestral qi.

Cultivators usually use breaths to keep time, so what they mean by "breathing" is not a breath, but a breath of time, about nine seconds, and one breath is the time to run the absorbed Xuan Qi in the body for a week. Then, three breaths is less than thirty seconds. Judging from Langyu's state, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on for these thirty seconds.

"He's going to be enchanted!" the Lord of the Wen Hall exclaimed in surprise with his eyes open.

The three immortal masters not only did not withdraw, but their figures flashed, appeared outside the demon domain, and raised their hands in front of their heads: "Seal!"

"You dare!" Bai Kun pointed at the blood spear, and a cold blue light slashed out.

And on Lang Yu's side, a familiar face suddenly appeared in Ling Zhu's divine sense, and he couldn't help but exclaim at the same time: "What?!It's you!"

Lang Yu's head turned around one by one, as if he wanted to ask something, however, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Suddenly, his soul was out of control, and a small red and crystal figure flew out of his head.

"Boom!"

Is this the end?

When Langyu felt that his soul was scattered, he had to choose to die together.

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