"Ximen Xuan, do you want to lead the battle of Xianmen!" Yuan Zhongtian opened his mouth and shouted, kicked his feet, and flew forward to stop him.

"Ahh

Do you want to disrupt the battle? Hmph! Lang Yu sneered, don't act too much. With a wave of his hand, a blue light ignited.

"Ahh

Lang Yu turned his head to look at the six people in the two halls: "If you want to discuss, sit down and talk." ”

In a word, the three families and one drama have ended, and the Temple of Death has also stopped. Ximen Xuan held the sword and looked at Lang Yu with squinted eyes: He is a horse, this kid is more ruthless than me, and he is better than a monkey.

Who is to blame, blame them for not acting well, the main reason is that their eyes are wrong. Lang Yu saw through their conspiracy at a glance, the layout of the four major halls must have already sat down and talked about it, and their goal was the Heavenly Monarch Order in their hands. According to the rules, they were defeated one by one, and they had to unite as a last resort, and they had to get the Heavenly Monarch's order first, and then study the issue of distribution. But they ignore Langyu's IQ. I didn't expect that Lang Yu didn't know that what they were trying to plot was the Heavenly Monarch Order, otherwise they would really have a chance of success.

The fault was on Ghost Valley, let them strike first, and they actually set up an ambush at the bottom of the mountain. An accident is full of disrupted dishes. Now that things are so clear, it's impossible to kill people and grab treasures. That puppy card, now confirmed, is on this kid's body, the four halls must not let Lang Yu destroy it in the Chaos Demon Sea, even the Shangxian Gate behind him, and he does not dare to abolish it.

It is such a bullish thing, and now it is in the hands of Langyu.

Things in the world are very coincidental, what the Xianmen wants to find at any cost, it is not difficult for them to get it in anyone's hands, if it is still in Xiao Bisan's hands, at most it is a few magic pills, or send him into the Dream Dao Cliff once, it is more likely that just a sentence 'This is what the Xianmen is looking for' He has to hand it over obediently. But the ghost made a god appear in Lang Yu's hands by mistake.

knew that he wouldn't have a happy relationship, so he set up such a killing game and messed it up.

In a word, the four major halls are not a father after all, they all think about their own merits, so this result appeared, and now they are all wilted.

People were killed, battles were fought, treasures were exposed, and Lang Yu knew why. Especially as soon as the three major halls retreated, a smile of disdain hung on the corner of Lang Yu's mouth.

Destroying treasures, he won't, otherwise there is no need to be so exaggerated, as long as the divine consciousness is destroyed, it will explode immediately.

There are not many demonic characters like themselves in the world, since there is an immortal gate behind them, the four halls will not dare to let themselves destroy this heavenly monarch's order, this is a life-saving capital, but if they don't hand it over, they will definitely not be able to get out of Shura Island.

Delivered. Or don't pay it. Langyu must first understand what the Heavenly Monarch Order is for and how to use it. If he can really recover the guinea pig, he will also consider reviving the mouse first. Once successful, it will be of great significance, how can Langyu forget the power of 'Qinghong', cut the immortal like cutting vegetables, there is no prohibition that cannot be broken. Now that he has entered the Venerable, it is not him who blows, everyone has also seen that as soon as 'Qinghong' comes out, he has the strength to unify the chaotic demon sea. Whether he is king here, or returning to the Apocalypse Empire, in the mortal world, as long as Song Shuzi's existence is not inferior to mortals, he can throw off his arms and wander sideways.

However, this is only an ideal, and there is little chance of realizing it. But if you want to hand it over to save your life, you must get absolute life support and grab the greatest benefits, because you kill people first, and you are willing to sit down if you can't beat them, this is capital.

Going to the Immortal Gate, Lang Yu has never been afraid. Since I have grabbed my life (root), if I don't squeeze you (male), I will also pinch you to pee, otherwise I'm sorry for you chasing me for so long.

As soon as the hand is flipped, the dog tag is put away. "Can anyone tell me what it's for, and how?"

"Whew-" The old immortal let out a sigh of relief, Lang Yu didn't dare to destroy the Heavenly Monarch's order, he also understood, but it was scary, no one had drilled into anyone's heart to see it, inference was inference after all, he didn't dare to bet. Just because of that little thing, it's really terrible.

The Temple of Death and the Black Tower did not even have the right to reply, and were directly ignored.

As the only person who can be 'trusted' by Langyu, Lao Immortal officially came forward. "Daoyou is a smart person, this is what the Upper Immortal Gate wants, and our cultivation in the lower realm really doesn't understand its use. The upper immortal gate of the main hall will arrive tomorrow, and it should give an explanation to Taoist friends. Since Daoist friends are interested in trading, they can join our blood altar. The old man guarantees your safety. ”

Lang Yu shook his head, he couldn't believe anyone, it was easy to enter the blood altar, but I was afraid it would be difficult to come up with it.

"Daoist friends don't have to doubt that the Heavenly Monarch's Order is in your hands, and even the altar master will not dare to embarrass you. Joining the Blood Altar is just a formality, there will be no restrictions on you, if you don't accept the blood cards of this altar, the Blood Altar is not easy to play. This is the place of death, please think twice. This sentence is Transsound.

Lang Yu pondered for a moment. Rather than facing the four halls at the same time, it is indeed better to sell only one. Choosing the blood altar is equivalent to finding a shield, but there are pros and cons to each other. Moreover, if it is the immortal gate of the Tianwu Empire, it is safer to have no enmity with himself.

It's not easy to save your life, and your cultivation is still too low.

Lang Yu stretched out his hand: "Give me the Dharma protector." ”

A blood card was thrown over without hesitation, and when it was in mid-air, Ximen Xuan stretched out his hand, but he reluctantly took it back, it was useless to intercept it, this thing has a lot of blood altars.

"Hehe, don't worry. The old immortal was satisfied, and smiled, revealing a rather underwhelming expression. With fifteen Venerables and the Earth Venerables beside him, he stepped forward, turned around and hugged his fists left and right: "The Dharma protector of this altar should be restored, please go back." ”

"We ......" Ximen Xuan opened his mouth, and was blocked back by the old immortal, this is the matter of this altar, don't say anything.

"You can't go down Shura Mountain!" Yuan Zhongtian stared at Lang Yu fiercely, threw down a sentence, and led people back to the hall.

Dharma protector? Lang Yu grabbed the blood card with a copy of his hand. Hehe, it's really a Dharma protector waist card, and the blood altar is very generous this time. Turned his hand and put it away, took out two pill bottles, two fairy fruits, and raised his eyes to look at the old immortal group, they were also interested, and they were facing away from themselves in the outer four zhang.

Still not very safe, Lang Yu contacted the Razer in the sea again, but the grandson was still sleeping. There was no choice but to take the pill and the immortal fruit and sit down cross-legged.

Shura Mountain is not necessarily easy to go down, it is better to rely on no one than on yourself, you must buy all the time to restore your combat strength.

The four fairy fruits before and after are in the stomach, and the magic is together, and the mystery is like the wind. The old immortal couldn't help but glance back, it's really a demon, hand in hand, this is all catching up with the energy condensed by Chongguan.

The four kinds of Xuan Qi were poured at the same time, it was impossible not to be amazing, and Lang Yu had a feeling of taking a bath. The immortal fruit, pill, and heaven and earth Xuan Qi in the body were refined together, and they were already ripe. The demon body is a scourge, this is only half of the speed, in this environment, he has to be on guard at all times.

In the time of more than thirty breaths, the four Dan in the dantian were shining, and they had the strength to fight in half an hour. Lang Yu paused, re-condensed and swept the surroundings of the Dharma platform, there was nothing abnormal, and then filled three immortal fruits into his mouth and continued to refine.

Two quarters of an hour later, I ate three more.

After super combat power, there must be a massive consumption, this is a turbulent truth, and no one can be an exception. Langyu's way of eating, ordinary people really can't afford to raise, eating fairy fruit is like gnawing on an apple, that is, you have enough things, and you have to digest them.

The old immortal did not look back, but his divine consciousness swept by from time to time. His expression and heart were complicated, with regret and rejoicing mixed with surprise. To replenish so much Xuan Qi, this kid is really to the point of exhaustion, maybe at that time, as long as he also shot at the same time, then the result should be the question of how the four halls distribute the Heavenly Monarch Order, and it has nothing to do with this person, but now he is being coerced; fortunately, he didn't make a move, and the blood altar has undoubtedly made a fisherman, and this time his own credit is not small.

It's contradictory, but there is no regret medicine. Facing Lang Yu, who had recovered to the present, he knew that he had lost all the right to delusion, and he didn't dare to make a move with such a large amount of Xuan Qi.

The amount of Xuan Qi is secondary, especially the speed of refining, what kind of physique can withstand it? He is not the only one who is surprised.

In an hour's time, Lang Yu ate thirteen immortal fruits and immortal grasses, and he didn't see how many pills there were. This way of eating makes people hungry and sour in the eyes. Just the immortal fruits, which one seems to have a weight of thousands of years, how much medicinal power, just so much energy is released, you can imagine its power, not to mention the blessing of spiritual weapons and exercises.

The Venerables of the Blood Altar calmed down, and their hearts were balanced, this son did have the capital to kill the Earth Venerable. Ximen Xuan stared at Lang Yu motionlessly, and finally turned his head to look at the minced meat on the ground, those two people died unjustly, such a demon, even if he let go of his own hands, he didn't have much chance of winning. A Venerable who has just entered, what did he realize in the Dream Dao Cliff?!

What did you realize? Lang Yu didn't know, he always slashed a hall master.

After refining and recovering to about seventy percent, Lang Yu got up. Shura Mountain, still a land of right and wrong, the old immortal has been looking backwards non-stop. Here, the night chief is afraid that he has many dreams, and with the power of a blow, he must leave as soon as possible.

Walking off the platform, Langyu was much more relaxed. The Black Tower retreated, the Valley of Ghosts was ruined, and he joined the Blood Altar himself, leaving only a Temple of Death, which was no longer a threat. He lowered his eyes and swept the minced meat all over the ground, and under the noses of many major repairs, he reached out and put away the rings of the two earth honors.

"That's ......!" That's what our Death Temple is about, Ximen Xuan only came back to his senses at this time, the rings of the two Earth Venerables are worth a lot of money, but it's an hour's time, what did you do earlier." took two steps forward, and only said one word, which made Lang Yu stare back. You can't be his father, whoever gets the spoils of war belongs to whom, unless you have the ability to get it back.