On the surface of the lake, the strange-shaped demon-shaped fairy grass looked at the little fat man and trembled, but there was no one who dared to escape. Lang Yu opened his eyes and looked around, closed his eyes and shook his head, a big killing is about to begin, the weak eat the strong, it's so cruel.

"Baby, it's all good baby, damn it! so much!" the little mouse got out of the blue ring, staring at the fine little eyes, and couldn't close his mouth with greed. However, when the little fat man saw it, the boy was so frightened that he shrank back.

"Lian!" The little fat man in red arched his belly and opened his mouth to suck in three monsters.

In order to get out, no mercy.

Lang Yu glanced up at the golden Immortal Palace and nodded slightly: Heavenly Wolf Knife, Holy Devil, you can't run!

Two ancestral treasures, two instrument spirits. Lang Yu would rather believe in the Sky Wolf Knife than rely on this little fat man, this little fat man is more dangerous than that holy devil.

For the immortal clan, or even the things of the immortal clan, Lang Yu has no sense of trust.

The glorious and sacred Immortal Palace was once the supreme holy land of the Immortal Clan, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land of the Immortal Ancestor. The rule of thousands of years ago is usually turned on every 100 years.

It was a grand meeting in the Xuan Realm, and at its peak, the seventy-two sects in the Xuan Realm would decide three hundred genius disciples to enter the ancestral realm, compete for immortal weapons, elixirs and spirit grass, and comprehend the laws of the ancestors, and those who are excellent can even open the door of space. Of course, there are very few people who can enter this Immortal Ancestor Palace. It was not by chance, but by the choice of the Immortal Ancestor.

The seven immortal masters of the Xuan Realm are all the best who have entered the Immortal Palace.

The blessed land of the cave, the dream of the cultivator, but this dream land has also made more people lose their souls here. The cultivation world has always been the law of the jungle, and the altar is full of bones.

Lang Yu had no choice but not to enter the Xianzu Palace, and he was lucky not to enter the Xianzu Palace.

The Golden Light Hall was mapped out through the prohibition, but there was more than one hall in the Immortal Ancestor Palace, and it was difficult to enter it.

It has not been opened for nearly 10,000 years. The cultivators of the younger generations came in a hurry, and they were already unaware of the danger of the Immortal Palace.

A "hum" burst of fire shot in from the black hole, with an inhuman scream, the Sky Wolf Knife was the first to come in to test the water, it was pushed by Lang Yu.

In the Immortal Palace, a pure yang qi instantly washed the flames away, and in the fiery red knife body, Lang Yu's divine thoughts were also stupid, and after being separated by the prohibition of the Immortal Ancestor, his stunned body quickly liquefied, and finally condensed into a drop of blood.

"Little demon, you have today, too!" the Holy Demon Son gritted his teeth and roared. However, he was no better, and under the laws of Asgard, before the cry fell, it turned into a raging flame burning.

"What is this place?!" exclaimed the Holy Devil. He knew that this was the Immortal Ancestor Palace, but he still screamed in horror. If the Immortal Ancestor is still there, I'm afraid that even the Demon Ancestor will not be able to please here.

"Snort!" The Heavenly Wolf Knife slashed through a burst of fire and shot straight into the Golden Palace, but it was blocked on the jade steps in front of the hall gate. It was as if there was an invisible copper wall in front of him, and it was difficult to move an inch. As a sword spirit, the Holy Demon was no longer powerless to drive the sword, and seeing that his spirit body was about to turn into firelight, the old demon grabbed the drop of Lang Yu's blood and swallowed it.

I just wanted to linger for a moment, but who knew that when the drop of blood entered the entrance, a thin layer of golden mist suddenly appeared on the spirit body, which actually blocked the purification of the law.

If the Holy Demon Son has a heart, he is afraid at this time

I'm afraid it's already cold, but who knows that this golden glow actually made him see the hope of life again.

After being stupid for a long time, he couldn't help but scold, "Immortal Ancestor, I'll go to %......—your grandmother!"

As long as the Heavenly Wolf Sword is there, the Holy Demon Son will not die, but after he is really purified, he is probably really just a sword spirit. If you want to transform into a form, it is difficult to say for thousands of years.

This was the feeling of the Holy Demon Son, because he had never seen the Immortal Ancestor either, and only felt that there was a mortal threat to him in the Immortal Palace.

He wasn't here for treasure hunting, and he didn't want to come in at all. It's no wonder that the passing years are unfavorable, and he strayed into the Xuan Realm, and he only hated to meet Lang Yu and encountered three immortal emperors. The dignified Holy Devil has fallen into blood mold, and he has suffered a great loss, and he ...... It seems that he can't get out yet.

"Click—— hum!"

As soon as the wolf knife turned over, it was fiercely pierced on the jade steps, although the demon spirit was greatly damaged, the magic knife was still sharp, and under the angry blow of the holy devil, the immortal steps cracked thirteen, and the sky wolf knife trembled and was inserted on the edge of the jade sendai.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the jade steps shook, two more white lights flew into the black hole. Lu and Xiao, the two elders of the Snow Sword Sect, rushed in at the same time, but they were separated far away in the shape of a "eight".

On the ninety-ninth floor of the heavenly stairs, the thirty-third hall of the Immortal Palace, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes widened in horror, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah?!"

This Immortal Ancestral Palace is far from being as exquisite as imagined, this space is too large, and under that huge palace group, two people seem to be no bigger than two ants.

What's even more terrifying is that they are not as lucky as the Heavenly Wolf Knife, in this land of five-colored immortal light, the two of them simply involuntarily fell under the immortal steps.

In front of the Immortal Ancestor, he was completely suppressed by the laws of space, and no one could fly with random teleportation. Even Jin Dan and Divine Consciousness were frozen, and they were the same as mortals.

"Not good!"

"What's going on!?"

The two of them turned their hands and destroyed the sword, where could they still inspire the fairy light, and the two superb immortal weapons became scrap iron. But when he fell in the air at a height of hundreds of zhang, he landed safely at the foot of the immortal steps.

A flying immortal king lost his Xuan Qi, and the two of them were so frightened that their faces turned green, their mouths trembled, and their hearts rose to their throats before they slowly fell back into place.

With the power of the Immortal Ancestors, if you want to run them to death, it's just a play! Do you dare to be disrespectful?

As soon as the two old guys had weak legs, they lay on the ground, and bowed their heads with swords: "Meet the Immortal Ancestor." ”

It's just a bang on the stone, and immediately it is like an initiation, and a cool breath penetrates the sea of knowledge. The two old guys were excited, took a breath of cold air, and the meridians in their bodies worked, and it seemed that they had recovered to the cultivation of the Immortal Monarch, but they couldn't see the laws of this space at all, and it was impossible to fly.

I see.

Lu Chengze's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately turned his head and knocked again, but even though he hit the "Bangbang" mountain, the cultivation was no longer an inch.

"Buzz ......"

There was another golden sound in the void, and white light flashed again in the black hole behind him. Someone else came in.

The two old guys glanced back, and looked at each other again, there is no need to guess, how could those immortal kings miss this opportunity. The two of them looked up at the same time and looked at the knife at the end of the immortal staircase.

There were a total of nine immortal steps leading to the Immortal Ancestral Palace, and neither of them was on the immortal steps where the magic sword was located.

Lu Cheng

It's not that Ze doesn't want to kill. Will those immortal kings be spared when they enter the immortal palace? If he is suppressed by the law, he can also kill the immortal king in an instant. However, if you kill one and there are more than a dozen, it won't all fall on the immortal steps of the two of them, and besides, the thing that can really save your life is the artifact magic knife. If it falls into the hands of others, then there is no place to die.

The two old guys, with a pair of eyes, immediately chose to grab the knife. Seeing the kings falling under the nine immortal steps, the two of them took the lead in ascending the stone steps.

"Boom!"

With this step, a coercion suddenly rushed into the sea of knowledge, like the top of Mount Tai, almost making the two people spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Ascend to the Immortal Rank!

As soon as the two of them bent over, they lowered their heads and let out an exclamation.

It's all too familiar. It is the kind of immortal ascension level in the Daochen realm, this thing was originally copied from the Immortal Sect of the Nine Heavens Realm, and now, when they finally saw the old ancestor, the two old guys realized that it seems that the nine hundred and ninety-nine immortal ascension steps in the sect should have been created by the immortal ancestor. That's the prototype.

"Huh!" Feng Zizhang happened to be passed behind Lu Chengze. The old guy was frightened, and when he looked up, he saw the elder of the Snow Sword Sect who was knocked backwards, raised the sword in his hand, and laughed: "Demon cultivator of the Snow Sword Sect, your death time has arrived—— ah?!"

However, as soon as the Xuan Qi was destroyed, Feng Zizhang's eyes immediately burst out, and there was no Xuan Qi in his body, which was absolutely fatal for a cultivator.

This startled frightened the souls, Feng Zizhang glared at Lu Chengze, and retreated.

Lu Chengze wants to grab the sword, it seems that it is not so simple. There are only two mid-stage immortal kings who enter the fairy palace, so they will slaughter one first to prevent future troubles.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes were murderous and urged the fairy sword: "Old thing, you are looking for death by yourself!"

It is enough to kill a waste with the cultivation of an immortal monarch, and Lu Chengze returned to kill. However, the boom stabbed on a layer of blue light.

There is no turning back from the immortal ascension level here, even though that Feng Zizhang has been pressed to his knees, the immortal sword can't attack it.

Immortal Ancestor Palace, the real battle is on the Immortal Ascending Level, and the rules are that you are not allowed to take tricks.

Feng Zizhang was so frightened that his bitter gall flowed out, and his face was green. was pressed to the ground and could only wait for the fairy sword, but he didn't cut it down, looked up at the depressed Lu Chengze as if he saw the enemy who killed his father, gritted his teeth and hated: "The surname is Lu, the deity remembers you!"

"Hmph!" Lu Chengze snorted coldly, raised his foot and jumped towards the second step. What if you don't remember, the treasure of Asgard has always been your life and death, if you don't remember, will you give me the treasure?

This Immortal Ascension Rank is too high and too wide. The first step is waist-high and three feet horizontal. One floor of the ninth order, three halls on the first floor. Presumably those palaces shouldn't be empty. However, Lu Chengze just glanced at it, and then stared at the Sky Wolf Knife.

He recognized this treasure, as long as he had a knife in his hand, who else could be able to sharpen his edge except the ancestral weapon?

In less than two breaths, all the immortal kings came back to their senses, and when they bowed down to worship one by one, Lu Xiao and the others had already jumped to the third layer like two ants.

However, this ascension to immortality is not as simple as they imagined, and the heavy coercion seems to be one step at a time.

It is not only the condensation of the soul body, but also a comprehensive examination of a cultivator.

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