Xiao Shaoshen, who was originally smiling, changed his face, turned his head to look at the young man in green shirt, and said coldly, "Who are you to dare to call your father's name."

Xiao Chengyan is the name of the city lord of Hanging Feather City, the real name of the third in the world.

Fairy Xi Yao also turned her head sideways and looked at Shen Yu with a look of astonishment, even it was the first time she had heard the name of that great cultivator in the world.

For countless years, the cultivators of the five continents of the Spirit Desolation have all called him Lord Xiao City, and over time, no one dares to mention his real name.

Shen Yu didn't care about this, and said calmly, "Where is that little girl?"

Xiao Shaoshen exuded a cold aura all over his body, and his eyes were staring at the front of him without any cultivation, like a mortal man.

A person without realm cultivation actually dared to call the name of the city lord in Hanging Feather City, which made him feel that he had encountered the most daring thing he had ever seen in his life.

Xiao Shaoshen's gaze turned to the woman on the side, although the Xuanbao Pavilion was not very famous in Dongzu Continent, and his strength was average, but the mysterious pavilion master was a person who did not even underestimate his father, so he subconsciously cast an inquiring look at the woman.

Fairy Xi Yao shook her head slightly and did not speak.

Shen Yu seemed to be waiting a little impatiently, and took a step forward.

Then a huge coercion emanated from his body, and rushed straight towards Xiao Shaoshen like the top of Mount Tai.

Although he couldn't use spiritual power, Shen Yu's Origin Dao was still the purest and most huge in the world, and even Xiao Shaoshen, who had now stepped into the Upper Three Realms, was forced to take a step back by this coercion.

Xiao Shaoshen raised his head and looked at the other party with a shocked face, a man like a mortal actually had the momentum of a true immortal in the fairyland.

"Who the hell are you?" Xiao Shaoshen's face froze, and he asked in a deep voice.

Shen Yu put his hands behind his back and said lightly, "Dao Sect, Shen Yu."

When Xiao Shaoshen heard this, he exclaimed, "You are Shen Yu, the head disciple of the Dao Sect?"

Over the years, Xiao Shaoshen had heard rumors of countless young generation cultivators, such as Qingdi City Li Yi, Kunlun Wanjian Yi, and Lingyin Temple Hui Ke Monk, but these people were all great cultivators who had already stepped into the Upper Three Realms.

There is only Shen Yu, and the world says that his realm is only at the peak of the Divine Journey Realm, but such a cultivator can cross the border and fight at will, and even the upper three realms were killed by him under the sword.

Even if he was as proud as Xiao Shaoshen, he couldn't help but be slightly moved at this moment, and his tone softened a little, "Who are you from that little girl?"

Shen Yu said calmly, "She is the junior uncle of the Dao Sect Duzhen Palace, and the junior sister of the hall master's curtain."

When Xiao Shaoshen heard this, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at the man in green shirt in front of him with a dull expression.

The four halls of the Taoist Sect, the Duzhen Hall is the most low-key, but it is also the most capable hall, the only woman in the world, the junior sister of the true immortal.

Xiao Shao said in a trembling voice, "She..... She... It's the younger sister of the hall master."

If the little girl caught is really the junior sister of the woman's true immortal, I am afraid that even my father will have a headache.

The Lord of the Duzhen Hall is a woman who even the strongest Dao Yan Zhenren in the Spirit Wilderness dares to chase and fight.

Shen Yu didn't speak, just waited quietly.

As soon as he stepped here, he sensed a huge qi machine locking on him, this qi machine was extremely pure, Shen Yu had only sensed it on Dao Yan Zhenren's body.

"Bring them to the Hall of Hanging Feathers." An elegant voice came from a distance, instantly breaking the silence in the field.

Xiao Shaoshen raised his head suddenly, and looked at the palace in the distance in surprise, where his father was retreating.

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Hall of Hanging Feathers.

The empty and silent palace was surrounded by flickering candles.

In the center, there is a throne like a human emperor, and the golden stone steps are made of rare mountains and rivers from the bottom to the top, and at the top of the steps, a man in a yellow robe sits in it.

Shen Yu was at the bottom of the steps, looked at the man above, and whispered to the Xi Yao Fairy beside him, "You wait for me here

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After speaking, he raised his feet and walked up the mountain and river jade steps to look at the throne step by step.

As soon as he touched the steps, a huge aura rushed from the throne, Shen Yu didn't care, and let that breath crash into his chest.

Silently, a faint point of light appeared in the center of Shen Yu's eyebrows, and the surging majestic aura dissipated without a trace in an instant.

Shen Yu's footsteps did not stop, and he continued to look at the steps and walk.

There were a total of ninety-nine mountain and river jade steps, and without taking a single step, Shen Yu's coercion doubled, and as he reached the halfway point, the point of light in the center of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Ninety steps.

Ninety-five steps.

Shen Yu saw the figure of that noble man, with a majestic figure, like an emperor in the world.

Ninety-six steps.

The man looked down on the world, as if all people were his subjects, he was the emperor of all, and with a single look, everyone would prostrate at his feet.

Ninety-eight steps.

Shen Yu stood still, the bright points of light in the center of his eyebrows suddenly exploded, and then turned into countless points of light and merged into his body, and the power of cause and effect that was entwined around his body lost its cover, revealing a strange black qi at this moment.

In the last step, Shen Yu stepped out.

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Shen Yu quietly looked at the majestic man in front of him, that person's face was very elegant, but his whole body exuded the temperament of dominating the world.

Shen Yu suddenly thought of this person's identity, and was immediately relieved.

"Who is stronger than me and Dao Yan's real people?" The elegant man asked.

Shen Yu thought for a moment and said seriously, "Dao Yan is a real person."

When the man heard this, his expression calmed down, and the question he asked was perhaps only qualified to be answered by the Lord of the Temple of the Firmament Mountain.

Even Song Nu, the world's No. 1 martial artist in the East China Sea, couldn't answer.

Because he had also set foot on the Sky Mountain and asked the hall master.

It's just that the reason why I asked a cultivator in the Divine Journey Realm was, in the man's opinion, just a little boring.

Shen Yu was silent for a while, and then continued: "Dao Yanzhen is a transcendent person, there is no obsession in your heart, you have lived in a corner for a long time, and you have never let go of the obsession in your heart, and the feelings of the homeland, nearly a thousand years have passed, and you have not forgotten it."

When the words fell, the air in the air suddenly became cold.

The originally elegant man's face changed, and a majestic aura emanated from the throne, and then turned into a golden dragon.

Shen Yu's expression was calm, and he didn't care about the scene in front of him, even if his cultivation was imprisoned now, he didn't have the slightest ups and downs in the face of the top three cultivators in the world.

The world passed, the majestic dragon qi was like a mountain pressing on the top, the force of cause and effect entangled in Shen Yu's body couldn't help stirring, the man who was originally indifferent had cold sweat dripping on his forehead at this moment, the sharp pain in the internal organs became more and more violent, the Heavenly Dao backlash and the dragon qi suppression, the two almost most powerful qi in the world would have been torn to pieces if they were placed on ordinary people, but in Shen Yu, he still straightened up and looked forward indifferently.

Rumble!

With a roaring dragon moan.

The elegant man waved his sleeves, and the dragon qi wandering in the palace dissipated, and Fairy Xi Yao and Xiao Shaoshen, who could barely stand under the steps, breathed a sigh of relief.

The realization of the two looked at the man in green shirt at the center of the storm, and his eyes showed a look of shock and admiration.

Previously, they had already known the causal power on Shen Yu's body, and the cultivators could no longer use half of their spiritual power when they were entangled by this, let alone mobilize the spiritual energy around them, and they were always enduring the backlash of the Heavenly Dao on the body, and that backlash was like the pain of eroding bones.

And Shen Yu's expression was calm and indifferent from beginning to end, without the slightest look of pain, and after facing the coercion and persecution of the Hanging Feather City Lord, who could rank third in the world, he didn't even move.

The two of them were shocked at this moment.

At this moment, Shen Yu was not comfortable, relying on a huge origin

Dao Yi resisted the coercion of the city lord of Hanging Feather City.

The man on the throne asked, "Did Dao Yan tell you who I am?"

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "No, although you have hidden your identity, there are so many people who know about this matter, so many that even you can't imagine it, Xiao Chengyan, many people can deduce the origin of you and Hanging Feather City just by this surname Xiao."

When the elegant man heard this, he was silent for a long time before he sighed, "There are too many things in the world."

Shen Yu didn't continue on this topic, in the past three thousand years, he had seen too many dynasty changes and family ups and downs.

Shen Yu opened his mouth and said, "I'm here to find a little girl named Shang Yingluo, you should know her identity."

The elegant man said lightly, "The junior sister of Lou Curtain Zhao, the daughter of the Demon Emperor."

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard throughout the palace, and Fairy Xi Yao at the bottom of the steps looked at the man on the throne with a shocked expression.

She already knew the former identity, but the latter was the first time she heard it.

Daughter of the Demon Emperor.

There is only one demon clan in the world who can be called an emperor, and that is the demon clan far away in the demon realm, where there is a demon emperor.

And Xiao Shaoshen was almost paralyzed on the ground, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, even if he was Xiao Chengyan's son, facing the emperor of ten thousand demons who ruled the demon clan, he was also extremely frightened, and even regretted that he had caught that little girl in Hanging Feather City before.

Shen Yu on the steps looked calm, and said, "If there is no injury, everything can be done, if it is injured, even if you are the third in the world, that Demon Emperor will come to Hanging Feather City in person."

Shen Yu's tone was very flat, but anyone could hear the meaning, a person who was riddled with cause and effect dared to threaten a great cultivator in the world.

But Shen Yu didn't think so, because what he said was the truth, the demon clan has the most important bloodline inheritance, if Shang Yingluo had an accident in Hanging Feather City, then the result would inevitably be that the demon clan would go north and the battle between the demons would begin.

The whole palace fell into an eerie silence.

Shen Yu didn't urge, and stood quietly on the steps.

The elegant man's eyes crossed the front, the sea of clouds in the sky, the Dongzu Continent, and finally seemed to be fixed on an unnamed hill.

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