The Demon Cloud Knife is still not under his control after all!

However, Lang Yu was wrong, can this be blamed on the knife? The word 'kill', but he shouted it himself. The strangeness of this artifact is really unpredictable, and God knows why it was executed so generously this time!

Is it Shui Mengyao's tears again? Or is it that the devil is not willing to die here?

This was the only thing that Lang Yu could think of, because he didn't remember the order of the word 'kill' just now, it was sent by a demonic thought, which had been purified by a green leaf in the sea of knowledge, and the order received by the Demon Cloud Knife seemed to be to kill the owner of that green light.

All this happened between lightning and fire, and it was impossible to tell the sequence and cause and effect. And for the current Langyu, the reason is no longer important, the important thing is that this knife cannot be lost no matter what, if it can be collected, it will be collected, if it can't be collected, it will explode, and if it can't be exploded, it will be fate!

If you can't break this seal, why don't you be afraid of being shattered!

The Demon Cloud Knife slashed into the blood mist, and he didn't catch it with one hand, so he had to look at the direction where the Demon Knife was hidden and shouted: "Close!"

The magic knife just disappeared in front of Lang Yu's eyes, but the divine soul connection inside the knife couldn't escape.

As soon as he spoke, Lang Yu immediately shrank his eyes.

"Huh?"

There was a familiar feeling in his thoughts, and he even saw a delicate woman floating vaguely in a blue light......

Is it friend or foe? Man or demon?

Lang Yu didn't have the heart to judge, the divine thought in the Demon Cloud Knife sensed the breath of the Heavenly Realm, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it must be important to escape.

The devil swallowed the pearl, and there was only one line left, but a fiery red demon knife seemed to be spit out by the holy devil, rushed out of the blood bead space, and grew into three feet three in the wind, and a terrifying murderous aura immediately hit Ling Zhu's mind.

"Huh, artifact!"

The little woman rushed fast enough, and she definitely didn't expect the Holy Demon to spit out the natal magic weapon. And as soon as it exits, it's an artifact, this knife - it can really kill people!

It's coming too fast, it's too close.

Even a god king was terrified. The flower looks great: "Ah——!"

However, that sharp murderous aura stopped ten zhang away in front of Ling Zhu's eyes, like a wisp of fire shaking, as if it was confused.

Lang Yu's goal is not to kill people, he just needs to break through this blood-colored space. The word 'receive' was half a breath ahead of schedule and fixed the magic knife.

"Three thousand thunderbolts!"

Lang Yu in the blood bead almost trembled and shouted out four words, and he had a chance to survive. If you don't die, all the people and demons in your body will be saved. This is simply unbelievable, and Langyu even shuddered involuntarily.

Desperate situation, but life and death are uncertain. God knows if the magic knife is obedient or not, who can be sure if this magic can be passed on! When his life is hanging by a thread, even Lang Yu can't calm down at all!

A spiritual weapon can still fly a sword to kill, let alone an artifact. Since the space of the Holy Demon Son was cleaved, Lang Yu's breath naturally spread out, as long as it was the breath of the newborn Immortal Monarch, it didn't even matter if he used a spell or not.

There was a thunderbolt of three thousand, and Langyu did his best.

The electric light on the Demon Cloud Knife and the light of the Thunder Tribulation shone almost at the same time, and Ling Zhu raised his head and let out a miserable scream and drowned in the three thousand thunder seas.

What she was afraid of was naturally not the three thousand thunders, but that she couldn't escape from that catastrophe.

The Holy Demon Son naturally sensed faster, but when Ling Zhu rushed it, the magic knife had already broken out, and it was too late to stop it. Raise your head and scream: "Ahhhhh

"Poof!"

Just as the lightning on the Demon Cloud Knife lit up, the Holy Demon Son did not hesitate to explode a cloud of black smoke and fled.

The blood-colored space also exploded, and only a tattered blue-clothed young man was left above the Thunder Sea.

"Click!"

A lightning bolt in the clear sky, as if a golden-red dragon slammed into the Demon Cloud Knife, the knife buzzed into the thunder sea, but the dragon reflected back under the thunder sea, and the bang hit Lang Yu's chest.

A cloud of black smoke with a miserable scream was blasted up more than a hundred feet high, and a rain of blood was sprinkled in the void.

The Nine Heavens Realm's Thunder Tribulation is not so fun. In one catastrophe, Lang Yu was stupid.

This...... What a death!

As an immortal monarch-level cultivator, he was naturally very clear about his catties, and this blow also made him instantly understand the weight of the thunder tribulation.

It's not light. And it's dangerous!

A thunderstorm made Lang Yu change color. He looked down at the thunder sea, and then looked up at the sky.

This calamity is by no means different from the previous calamities, it is so strange and ruthless, and the murderous intent is revealed.

"Boom—Click!"

There was a roar of thunder, and a green cloud rolled down from the high sky, spreading for thousands of miles in an instant. Thousands of golden snake-like lightning bolts swirled in the thunderclouds, and the terrifying energy made people's scalps tingle.

Is it just a green tribulation?!

Lang Yu's eyes shrank and he took a deep breath. The gap between the Heavenly Tribulation and the Daochen Realm's Heavenly Tribulation is too great. Just after consuming almost all of his energy in the blood-colored space, Lang Yu was afraid.

With such a catastrophe, I'm afraid that even when he was in his heyday, he was not sure what would happen next. The situation in that cloud is unknown, this time...... Do you want to rush in?

Seeing that the green clouds like Mount Tai were rolling like a tsunami, Lang Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed back the Demon Cloud Knife, and the Nine Heavens Thunder around him disappeared in an instant, and his thunder sea was like a giant lion staring at a rabbit under the Heavenly Tribulation, did he still have to try to compete under this Tribulation? Do you want to provoke the Heavenly Tribulation again?!

The Holy Devil ran away and ran away without a trace, but Langyu, who had escaped from the tiger's mouth, entered the wolf's den again. This tribulation is even more terrible! Because Lang Yu, who was in the blood-colored space, didn't feel the scene of being devoured at all, but the horror of the thunder tribulation was close overhead.

"Who are you?"

Lang Yu was rapidly descending under the threat of Qingyun Chidian, and suddenly an angry shout sounded from the right back. As soon as Lang Yu turned his head, he saw clearly the woman who was blown to the blue face, and he was not embarrassed.

A nine-day thunderbolt probably didn't hurt a god king, but the hateful thing was that the magic knife led down the heavenly tribulation, and Ling Zhu not only didn't dare to resist, but also had to cut off the divine chanting technique.

That's a desperate blow, and this break is probably not inferior to another king robbery. How not to hate!

But in order to save you, you kid will take revenge!?And, that strange young man...... Who the hell is it?!

Ling Zhu was so sad, a god king sacrificed his life to save an irrelevant person, no! Since the palace master's bloodline was in this person's body, then this might be the person he wanted to kill!

How so?!

It's just because Lang Yu is now deceiving people with the appearance of the ice lord

, a piece of ice lord's skin, a plausible aura. It's no wonder that Ling Zhu hated the silver tooth file so much. Even though he is a king, he can judge Lang Yu's race by his breath, but he can't see Lang Yu's true face.

Lang Yu glanced at it in a blink of an eye, and immediately sensed the connection of the peach-shaped green leaves in the sea of knowledge. His eyes narrowed coldly, and he said, "It's you?, who are you?!"

"Huh. Ling Zhu parted the messy hair in front of him, and smiled bitterly hatefully: "A little Immortal Monarch dares to take away the God Clan, you really have lived enough!"

Seeing that the thunder and lightning in the clouds had condensed together, Lang Yu was also angry: Is this still a place for people to stay? Why does everyone want to kill me. Is it because I'm from another world!?

The Demon Cloud Knife in his hand flashed with lightning and lightning, and he got up and flew towards Ling Zhu: "If you have the ability, you will come to kill!

This thunder tribulation is also a crossing for one person, and two people are also crossing, and it is lively when there are many people!

Now Lang Yu finally understood why those human races and demon clans in the Daochen Realm didn't go to the clouds to cross the tribulation, because he didn't dare at this moment. Under the thunderclouds, although he had to receive a more violent bombardment, he could have enough time to take medicine, set up formations, and sacrifice weapons. If you enter it, it's more than endless. If you are not very sure, your soul will be lost.

This chick is so arrogant, so let's pull a cushion. Two people cross the catastrophe, and the one who dies is not necessarily himself.

In this situation, it seems that Lang Yuen will take revenge at all, but it is indeed wronged. Because the thunder was imminent, Lang Yu didn't have time to analyze how he escaped from the clutches of the devil, and it was impossible to judge whether that green leaf was here to save people or to take away his knowledge.

The figure fluttered onto the top of Ling Zhu's head, and as soon as the Guiyuan Jue was revealed, he forced the leaf that was about to dissipate out of his eyebrows. lowered his head and sneered: Come on, let me see what you are capable of as a king!

The thunder and the god king are all gone.

The purpose of Langyu's rush couldn't be clearer, even the blind could understand it.

"Squeak!" Ling Zhu's eyes almost erupted, he gritted his teeth and flew back: "Evil cultivators of the human race!

"Hahahaha!" Lang Yu pointed his knife at the sky, and laughed wildly.

Under the thunderstorm, what kind of king, what kind of gods?! It's just a bubble! Want to run? Can you run?!

"Hum-click!"

The entire Qianli space trembled, and the second thunder tribulation thundered down. Lang Yu raised his knife and flew up, slashing at the red electric dragon.

Afraid, useless, hide, can't hide. There is only a war, why let people see jokes!

Lang Yu is a smart person, and this knife is certainly not a momentary mood. It must be known that the thunder tribulation is also a battle, and if you show weakness, you will lose three points of momentum. It is precisely the so-called narrow road encounter that the brave wins! If you grasp the initiative, you will have a chance of winning.

"W-bang!"

Under the thunderclouds, it was as if a sun had exploded, and the five-colored brilliance pushed through the void, blazing for hundreds of miles, and a ball of fireball fell like a cannonball.

"Ahh

Ling Zhu really didn't expect that Lang Yu would dare to make a move, how could the energy waves caused by defense and attack be the same. Because of the cut off of the divine thought, although Lang Yu's purpose of pulling her across the catastrophe was not achieved, it was still too close, and he still despised Lang Yu and the magic knife. He forgot that he no longer had the combat power of the king, and he didn't even sacrifice the king's Xuanyu.

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