The dark sky was like thick ink that had been re-dyed, and the layers of heavy dark clouds weighed down the earth and gasped for sorrow.

Thunderclap!

A huge bolt of lightning pierced the dark void, like a peerless blade, splitting the heavens and the earth, bringing instant brilliance.

Thunderclap!

Thunderclap!

Immediately after that, countless lightning bolts remained, cutting the ground into countless criss-crossing patterns, each extremely deep, one deep ravine after another.

After countless thunderbolts, earth-shattering thunder fell, reverberating the universe.

In the boundless thunder, a crack opened in the black sky, which was extremely small at first, and in the blink of an eye, the gap was dozens of zhang in size.

In the cracks that opened, a foot slowly stepped out.

Not long after, a figure walked out of it, only to see him frowning slightly, looking at countless lightning and thunder, his wrist was slightly open, and a huge phantom palm appeared, grabbing several lightning bolts fiercely.

Thunder and lightning are like long snakes, struggling in the huge palms of their hands. The huge palm did not hesitate, and with a fierce pinch, it crushed several lightning bolts.

Snort.

The huge palm struck out one after another, and countless bolts of lightning continued to annihilate.

All this happened near the boundary between the Savage Land and the Son of Heaven Academy.

In the depths of the Son of Heaven Academy, inside a huge palace.

Elder Bai, who was calm-willed, was shocked in his heart, and with a movement of his wrist, a mirror appeared in front of him.

Countless lightning bolts appeared on the mirror, but those lightning bolts quickly shattered, and behind the lightning was a huge palm.

"God, is it coming out of the wilderness, God, who is it?"

Over the past hundred years, the Son of Heaven Academy has sent dozens of batches of extremely talented disciples, hoping to complete the plan to steal the sky.

Originally, they thought that the most promising time in a hundred years was Meng Lang's one, but unfortunately, in the past hundred years, there was no hope or any signs.

Disappointment, no, for the elders who carried out the plan to steal the sky, it was not strange, it was too common.

It's just that I'm a little unwilling.

Elder Bai's body flashed, and he left the main hall, and the strongest Tianzi Boat of the Son of Heaven Academy appeared under his feet, rushing towards the edge of the boundary.

"Hahaha, happy and happy!"

The figure was insolent, with black hair flying wildly, fluttering in the thunder of lightning and thunder, like a god.

"Fairy Spirit Continent, I'm back!"

It's like a long-lost wanderer, returning to his homeland.

There was a teardrop in that wild laughter, accompanied by lightning, like a drizzle.

Poof!

A crack opened in the void, and a massive ship appeared.

The appearance of the huge ship caused the figure to stop the game of destroying lightning and stared straight at the huge ship.

In an instant, Elder Bai appeared on the huge ship.

"It's you!" Elder Bai said in surprise.

The figure stood still in the midst of the lightning and thunder, motionless, unmoved by the lightning and thunder.

After a long time, he said slowly: "It's me!"

Without emotion, like the true God.

"It's really you!" Elder Bai was ecstatic, his white hair fluttered wildly, looking like madness, "God is pitiful, the plan to steal the sky is about to succeed!"

Thunderclap!

Thunderclap!

As the lightning faded away, so did the thunder. The dark sky gradually revealed white, as if the sky was high and the clouds were light.

"Meng Lang, welcome back!"

"Is it, the Son of Heaven Academy still remembers me Meng Lang?" Meng Lang smiled and laughed at himself.

"Meng Lang, when you are sent to the Savage Land, we are also hesitant, but for the sake of the Terran plan, we have to make a trade-off, and no one is an exception, even if it is to kill me, I will never frown!" Elder Bai was impassioned, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

The dark clouds completely dispersed, revealing a bright sky.

At this moment, Elder Bai's expression moved, his face became more and more solemn, and after a few breaths, Elder Bai looked at Meng Lang from afar, and said cautiously with joy: "Meng Lang, the Holy Saint wants to see you!"

"Holy Lord, what Holy Lord?" Meng Lang said coldly.

"Meng Lang, I know, let you enter the wilderness and put you in danger, the Terran will definitely compensate you and satisfy you," Elder Bai was extremely earnest, "Now, it's time for you to go with me to meet the Holy Lord of the Terran Race, and everything else is easy to say!"

Meng Lang shook his black hair, glanced at Elder Bai silently, and as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he landed on the huge ship and said, "Go!"

Elder Bai's face was overjoyed, and with a movement of his wrist, the huge ship shuttled away, and the speed was beyond Meng Lang's imagination.

Passing through mountains, rivers, palaces, and huge ships stopped beyond a lonely peak.

The lone peak is straight, almost like a huge pillar without friends, towering between heaven and earth, awe-inspiring.

"Meng Lang, the Holy Lord only summoned you, you go, go within the range of the Holy Peak, you don't need to move, and you will be guided to the Holy Lord's side!" Elder Bai said.

Meng Lang nodded slightly, by this time, his strength had reached the king realm, enough to compete with the average emperor realm master, and he could see Elder Bai's strength at a glance, Elder Bai's strength had reached the emperor realm, but compared with the four major city lords of the Desolate City, it was still slightly inferior.

With such strength, Meng Lang naturally didn't think that he was the creator of the Sky Stealing Plan.

The Holy Lord of the Terran Race is the creator of the Sky Stealing Plan.

On this basis, he also wants to meet this Terran Holy Lord.

One step out, and you landed outside the huge ship.

Meng Lang walked slowly, as if walking in the void.

Suddenly, the space trembled, and a whirlpool appeared, swallowing Meng Lang into it. Meng Lang let the whirlpool swallow and did not resist.

The stars change, and things change.

The murmuring water is very quiet.

There are several thatched houses on the river bay, and outside the thatched houses, there is a stone table and a stone chair, and there is nothing else.

A few feet away from the thatched house, an old man wearing a straw hat holds a fishing rod and fishes quietly by the river.

"You're here, sit!" said the old man in the straw hat, pointing to the only stone chair.

Meng Lang didn't say anything, let alone shirk, sitting on the only stone chair, his eyes falling on the fishing line on the river, not for a moment.

The river flows slowly, and if you don't pay attention, you think it's still. Occasionally, there are some waterfowl, which flown over the water.

In the distance, there are even big fish that fly out of the water from time to time.

Harmony and serenity.

Kiss!

When the fishing rod came out of the water, a large fish with a foot length was black and brown all over, and it was seven or eight catties in size.

The old man in the straw hat took back the fishing line, took off the big black and brown fish, glanced at it a few times, and then put the big black and brown fish into the water, and then threw out the fishing line and continued fishing.

And so on and so forth, the big black-brown fish was caught and put down again and again.

I don't know how long it took, the old man in the straw hat sighed and said, "That's the end of today, you go!"

After speaking, he put the big black and brown fish into the water and slowly stood up.

Just as he stood up, a momentum of looking at the world flowed out of him, at this moment, he was no longer a fisherman, but an emperor and saint who dominated the world.

The powerful momentum made Meng Lang, who was sitting on the stone chair, also have to stand up and take a few steps back to get better.

After gaining a firm footing, Meng Lang asked, "You are the Holy Lord of the Human Race?"

"Hehe, young man, calm down, you can watch the boring actions of the old man, the boring actions!" When the old man in the straw hat spoke, he returned to his ordinary appearance, and there was a lot of loneliness between his eyebrows.

"It seems that you are, so good, you owe me an explanation?" Meng Lang said slowly.

The old man in the straw hat had a golden light in his eyes, and said, "Young man, he is so determined! Yes, I am the Holy Lord of the Human Race, and I do owe you an explanation, you ask!"

"Good. Meng Lang looked at the river and said, "What is the 'Sky Stealing Plan'?"

The old man in the straw hat sighed and said: "The 'Sky Stealing Plan' was formulated by the ancestors, that is, the founders of the Han Empire, I am just the executor, or the executor of many generations, as for the Sky Stealing Plan, it is a method that the ancestors came up with in order to get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth as soon as possible, but unfortunately, for endless years, it is still useless, our human race, demon race, and even the demon race, we still have to suffer from the endless calamity, it is unavoidable!"

"Executors, countless generations?"

Listening to the words of the old man in the straw hat, he did not formulate the plan to steal the sky, and he was just an executor, and he was one of many executors.

Well, this plan is really not simple.

"Well, you tell me, where did you, the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord of the Human Race, come from, and what are ......?"

"Young man, as a person who can get out of the wilderness and shoulder the hopes of the human race, the demon race, and the demon race, you are indeed qualified to know something, you can know ......"

The old man in the straw hat had eyes like stars, and said: "In the Immortal Spirit Continent, the Immortal Spirit Master dominates, and there are countless levels, I am the Terran Sage who stands at the top of the Immortal Spirit Master, and it can also be said that it is the existence of the Spirit Saint." ”

"Spirit Saint?" Meng Lang looked at the old man in front of him carefully and said in surprise.

"Yes, Sage, Spirit Sage. When you really understand, it's clear. I can also tell you one thing, for many years, those who came out of the wild land, plus you, there were almost ten people, but unfortunately, none of them were able to finally complete the plan to steal the sky, as for you, I hope you are the one who saved the human race from fire and water. As for everything, I won't really tell you until you reach the realm of the emperor, I just called you here today, it's just my heart!"

"The Emperor's Realm?

The old man in the straw hat smiled and said: "Don't worry, my human race has survived for countless years, and I still care about this time, with your potential, it will be three or five years at most, or a few months at least, and you will arrive, and the human race can afford to wait!"

Meng Lang nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay!"

"Very good, young man, not arrogant or impatient, he is a malleable talent," the old man in the straw hat praised for the first time, "You must remember that the way of the emperor, the emperor realm and the emperor realm, in fact, there is not much difference, the emperor realm is compared with the emperor realm." It's just a little less perceived, a little less than a year old, and a little less able to save life. ”

There is also a record in the Book of Immortals: Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old in the Emperor Realm, long live the Emperor Realm. As for the strength, the fairy book did not mention it.

The old man in the straw hat said that there should be little difference between the natural emperor realm and the imperial realm