Chapter 1383: Love to the Depths, Realm of Grief
The so-called Demon God Temple Conference, there is no prelude, no high-tide.
There's not even a process.
A group of peerless powerhouses gathered together and shouted two slogans like bandits, and then it was over.
Shen Lang had a feeling of being ridiculous.
Does this mean that the Demon God Temple is efficient, or are they idiots?
In order to enter the Demon God Temple, in order to find out the situation of the Demon God Temple and the reality of the Demon Lord, he was fully prepared and worked every step of the way.
Now it seems that a lot of work has been done in vain.
Except for the fact that the strong are running all over the ground, this so-called Demon God Temple is really different from Shen Lang's original guess.
Obviously, every Demon General's Mansion Master is an earth-shattering existence.
But such a group of characters mixed together and turned into a nest of bandits......
It's because they're so strong, so they don't need to do anything at all.
Or are they overconfident and seriously underestimate the blood and demons?
Or because of the return of other demon lords, the black dragon demon lord is already impatient, and wants to attack as quickly as possible, overthrow the blood clan, and destroy the demon clan?
The point is that the real power of the Demon God Temple is the real Demon God Temple.
It's not the Black Dragon Demon Lord!
Relying solely on the power of the Black Dragon Demon Lord, want to compete with the Blood Ancestor?
It's a joke!
Not to mention the rest, if the Demon God Hall Venerable didn't make a move, this Black Dragon Demon Lord, who was at the same level as the Blood Shadow Emperor, how could he deal with the Blood Clan Immortal Emperor and the others?
With Shen Lang's head, he couldn't figure out what this Black Dragon Demon Lord was doing.
But it's okay......
Anyway, Shen Lang originally wanted to use the power of the Demon God Temple to deal with the demons and blood clans.
Now that the Black Dragon Demon Lord waved his hand, the Demon God Temple was conquering the east and west, and the power of this Demon God Temple was really used.
At that time, after the Black Dragon Demon Lord was beaten to the ground by the Blood Clan, the other Demon Lords returned, and it was very likely that they would be like the Plague Land, and they would rush to grab the credit, right?
A group of stupid melons, only when they are tossed half to death by the blood clan, can they know how powerful the blood ancestor is.
In this situation, Shen Lang is happy to see it come to fruition.
The Black Dragon Demon Lord was originally just an emperor-level existence.
After being slapped by the War Emperor, he had almost fallen into the cultivation of the Five Heavens of the Great Emperor's Martial Realm.
Without the power of the Five Heavens of the Great Emperor Martial Realm, even if there is a domain, it is not comparable to the rest of the Great Emperors at all.
With such a good character, even if there is a large group of Great Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses under his command, how can he compete with the Blood Ancestor?
Just those demon bone bloodlines will make them drink a big pot!
Comparatively, the power of the black dragon is stronger than the power of any of the Great Emperors of the Four Directions.
But if you want to deal with the Bloodline, it's still not enough.
Far from enough!
Shen Lang lowered his head and said some polite words to some of the mansion masters who came over to make friends, and he smiled happily on his face.
He laughed happily, and the mansion owners who came over to set up relations were flattered, and they also laughed.
And the people in the surrounding Demon General's Mansion were all extremely excited without exception.
It's not like they're going to fight the Bloods at all, they're going to make extra money.
Shen Lang lowered his head and said secretly: "Since this is the case, let the clones send a message to the Emperor of the Four Directions, let them pretend to be defeated and evacuate backwards." ”
"Then hand over the battlefield to the Demon God Temple and the Blood Clan first, let them go to fight first. ”
"The more intense the fight, the better!"
"It's best to be half-dead on both sides, and then the people of the Great Emperor of the Four Directions will directly destroy or break into the Dark Gate and suppress the Blood Clan in the Dark Gate!"
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Shen Lang raised his head, and found the candle dragon in the crowd with a very casual look.
Before Shen Lang could move, a figure had already blocked in front of him.
Dark Phoenix Lin Yafeng!
Lin Yafeng's face was very ugly at this time, and he said with a little pleading: "Xiao Lang, there are many misunderstandings about the matter of Yingyue, can you put this matter aside for the sake of my sister's face?"
Misunderstand?
Those in the Demon God Temple who knew a little about the Candle Dragon and the Shadow Moon knew that there was no misunderstanding at all.
But Lin Yafeng didn't say no, and didn't directly ask Shen Lang to let go of the candle dragon, but said to let it go for the time being.
This infatuated strange woman wanted to save her husband, but she didn't want to embarrass Shen Lang, so she could only choose this compromise method.
Shen Lang glanced at Lin Yafeng, he didn't know why, but he couldn't mention a trace of hatred in his heart.
In this Demon God Temple, apart from Lan Mengling and the Vermilion Bird Mansion, the Dark Phoenix Lin Yafeng was the only one who made Shen Lang unable to regard her as an enemy.
"Good. ”
Shen Lang smiled, only said one word, and then walked out of the main hall.
Outside the main hall, a very ostentatious chariot floated and parked in the huge square.
The chariot was golden and shimmering in the sun.
Eight beautiful women with vast breaths stood around the chariot.
When Shen Lang walked out of the main hall, two of the beautiful women walked in lotus steps.
The first one of them gave a salute to Shen Lang, and said in a charming manner: "The slave maid and others are ordered by the lord of the mansion to come to serve the Zuo envoy, please come with me." ”
"Hmm. Shen Lang nodded slightly, and walked towards the chariot behind the woman.
"Stop!"
A light drink came from behind.
The figures on the square flickered, and the people of the Demon General's Mansion avoided in all directions in a little panic.
Shen Lang's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly turned around.
A red dress flutters in the wind, the fiery red hair and the flames around the body are integrated, it is difficult to distinguish each other, there is a three-point imperial hegemony in the grace and luxury, but it is poignant and arrogant under the peerless elegance......
But it's not the Suzaku clan, who is the princess Lan Mengling?
Shen Lang looked at Lan Mengling in front of him indifferently, and his heart tingled.
"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi. ”
Isn't this what the current Blue Dream Spirit is talking about......
The four eyes are facing each other, one side is as cold as ice, and the other side is as hot as fire.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
Heaven and earth, I don't know how many people pay attention here.
Some people frowned slightly, some gloated, and some had strange eyes.
The gluttony stood in the distance, constantly rubbing his hands.
Feelings, such a thing, it's difficult for him, the gluttonous mansion master, to interfere.
But if there is a fight here, it will be his gluttonous mansion that suffers.
With Shen Lang's current cultivation, only Granny Feng can compete in the Vermilion Bird Mansion, and when the time comes, the two great emperors and martial arts realm powerhouses will fight, and they will have to tear down his old nest!
At this moment, Shen Lang retracted his gaze, turned back again, and said in a cold voice: "Get out of here, don't force me to kill you." ”
Lan Mengling said coldly: "If you have the ability, you will kill!"
"I haven't done it or I haven't done it! Although my Lan Mengling is a woman's body, I stand up to the sky and the earth with all my words!"
As soon as the voice fell......
"Boom!"
A monstrous killing intent was released from Shen Lang's body!
The violent killing intent directly shook the eight women who came to greet him from the Gluttonous Mansion and flew out!
The killing intent swept the audience, and some of the mansion master-level existences who were watching the excitement around them all felt a little breathless.
At this moment, this legendary little evil star finally made them feel its horror!
Just relying on this killing intent, the mansion masters of the major demon generals' mansions may not be able to resist it at all!
Don't look at Shen Lang before he was deflated in front of the Black Dragon Demon Lord, but if he really makes a move, I'm afraid that this group of mansion master-level existences is not enough for him to kill!
Those powerhouses of the Demon General's Mansion who wanted to get rid of Shen Lang before suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and they were terrified.
Lan Mengling looked at Shen Lang, feeling the surging killing intent released from his body, and the tears in his eyes almost burst out of his eyes.
She controlled herself so tightly that she even urged the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire to dry her tears......
She didn't understand why the two had come to this point.
Why can't you go back to the past?
Born a princess, she has been lonely and helpless for so many years.
finally met such a person, and now for him, pull down his face in front of so many people to explain...... Why just won't he listen?
Why would he unleash such a terrifying killing intent as himself?
Does he really want to kill himself?
Or, are those women in the Xuandao Sect far more than himself in his mind?
Blue Dream Spirit only felt that the whole world was plunged into darkness.
It's so dark that it's desperate......
Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be left with her and Shen Lang crying.
"The heartache is so uncomfortable......"
"Is this what it feels like to be in pain?"
An inexplicable strange feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of Lan Mengling's heart.
She was so uncomfortable, but suddenly found that she had inexplicably become the master of this space.
Shen Lang's terrifying murderous aura just now seemed to have become worse.
She seems to be in control of some of the rules of this space.
The barrier of this space automatically helped her shield Shen Lang's killing intent.
It was at this moment that Lan Mengling suddenly saw a strange scene......
Shen Lang, who was just in front of her, began to disappear from time to time.
Lan Mengling actually saw that there were countless "Shen Langs" in Shen Lang's body!
Every Shen Lang sat cross-legged at this time, closing his eyes tightly.
Every Shen Lang has blood and tears in his eyes!
"He's in tears?"
"He's bleeding tears!"
"His voice is as cold as in previous years, why is he crying when he says he wants to kill me?"
"Is it for me?"
Lan Mengling's heart was in turmoil, and she felt like she had fallen into chaos and madness.
At this moment, Lan Mengling was suddenly relieved, and all the sadness disappeared.
"This thief must be lying to me, and there must be a ...... of suffering"
With this realization in my heart, after the sadness disappeared, the strange feeling just now also disappeared.
At this moment, the Black Dragon Demon Lord, who had already left, suddenly appeared beside Lan Mengling.
"Lan'er, congratulations!" said the Black Dragon Demon Lord in surprise and joy.
Lan Mengling gritted his silver teeth and glared at the Black Dragon Demon Lord: "What do you mean by that?"
The Black Dragon Demon Lord laughed: "Domain!"
"You've just fallen in love to the depths of your heart, and you've reached the realm of grief!"
The audience was in an uproar!
The Blue Dream Spirit of the Nine Heavens of the Emperor Martial Mirror has reached the realm?
From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of it!
It's unbelievable!
At this time, Granny Feng appeared on the other side of Lan Mengling out of thin air, and said faintly: "Lan'er, let's go with Granny Ma, the opportunity in this field is rare for millions of years, and it cannot be missed." ”
On the other side, Shen Lang turned his back to here, didn't speak, and walked slowly towards the chariot.
"Stop!"
Lan Mengling snorted softly again.
Shen Lang stopped, but did not turn around.
Lan Mengling's lips moved a few times, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body, before he said a word: "Ding Dong, I want to see you." ”
Shen Lang's body shook: "Where?"
Lan Mengling lowered his head: "The Western Wilderness Vermilion Bird Mansion." ”