For this selfish guy, Wang Yu pointed it out very kindly.

Don't get me wrong, the word "point" is literal, and tapping it with your finger wiped out its flesh and blood.

It's your business to ask for immortality, seeing that there is no way to live, you ran to Wang Yu to invite him to his name, and he really had no temper.

Eliminate harm for the people?

Keeping a good name for yourself is the real thing.

Wang Yu, who didn't know the follow-up development of the Heaven Covering World, didn't know that he actually killed a future quasi-immortal emperor with a finger of his hand, and helped future generations a lot out of thin air.

As for whether killing a living emperor will cause panic in the world and make the supreme royal family hate.

Wang Yu can only say that you think too much, in the past, he dared to kill Shi Huang under endless pressure before he became enlightened, let alone now.

As for the race behind the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, let Shen Yuan Nian kill the void.

Cutting grass and eradicating the roots, the most murderous of the three dog-legged gods under the door is the best.

As for the princess of the Divine Silkworm Clan, who was quite familiar with Ye Fan and them in the future, the second child of the Fighting Saint Ape Clan, who had formed an in-law relationship with her, didn't even have a shadow at that time, and if she was killed, she would be killed.

After going out for a hundred years, Wang Yu, who was a little tired, went around and finally chose to go home.

There are still 20,000 or 30,000 years left before his seventh life can come to an end, and it is better to go back to his old nest than to wander around the universe.

Together, time and space go backwards.

In an instant, Wang Yu's figure came to the trapped formation on the periphery of the dojo.

Looking at the monkey head full of golden hair and extremely domineering aura standing on the periphery of the trapped array, Wang Yu raised his eyebrows.

Why did his father come to him?

Since he killed the Divine Silkworm Ancient Empress, although the emperors of later generations would visit the emperor as usual after preaching and becoming emperor, they were all cautious for fear of being murdered by him.

This monkey's original attitude was the same as that of the Dapeng Emperor and the Bright Emperor?

Although there are some doubts, Wang Yu did not ask directly, the door is a guest, whether it is hospitable or disliked, it is the most basic etiquette to welcome into the house to entertain.

Stretching out his hand to stop the Fighting Holy Emperor who wanted to step forward to salute, Wang Yu waved his right hand, the sun and the moon flipped and the void shifted, and Wang Yu and the Fighting Holy Emperor, who were originally on the periphery of the trapped formation, appeared in the core of the dojo in the Black Stone Hall.

"There is a way, there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, you monkey head must have something important to come here today, let's talk about it. ”

If ordinary people spoke to the Fighting Saint Emperor in Wang Yu's tone, the monkey head with a burst personality would have already pulled out the immortal iron rod and gave him a ruthless blow.

But when the person who spoke was Wang Yu, the warlike and aggressive monkey head immediately ran out.

He has confidence in himself, even if a true immortal descends into the world, he can use the immortal iron rod in his hand to kill the immortal retrograde, but in front of Wang Yu, who has stood for hundreds of thousands of years, his confidence is not so sufficient.

There are dozens of emperors in ancient times, and there is only one existence like a human emperor.

According to the emperor's calculations, the road to immortality will be opened in about a thousand years, and the emperor is here to invite the predecessors to explore the road to immortals. ”

Facing Wang Yu, whose eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, the Fighting Saint Emperor directly said his intentions.

"The road to becoming an immortal?s, little monkey, are you sure you are not wrong? The road that will be opened in a thousand years can make one or two people become immortals!"

In the face of Wang Yu's merciless sneer, the Fighting Saint Emperor frowned, there must be something unique about the Human Emperor being able to stay in the world for hundreds of thousands of years without falling.

It seems that he is very optimistic about the road to immortality that will be opened a thousand years later? Could it be that this road is a wrong road?

Seeing that the Fighting Holy Emperor was confused, Wang Yu did not hide his secrets: "I know the road to becoming an immortal in your mouth, and the fake one is a cover used by the Immortal Emperor's bird to harvest leeks." ”

Hearing that Wang Yu mentioned the Immortal Emperor, and the words describing the Immortal Emperor were mixed with such bandit words as harvesting leeks, the heart of the Fighting Saint Emperor suddenly tightened.

The life experience of the human emperor has long been spread throughout the universe over the years, and it is also a true historical fact that the immortal emperor jumped out to block the way when the human emperor was in the third life.

Could it be that the Immortal Emperor is really still alive in the world like a human emperor?

Wang Yu didn't know or was interested in knowing the rich inner activities in the heart of the Fighting Saint Emperor, and there were not many things in this world that were worth his energy.

The Fighting Saint Emperor, this monkey head, is definitely not included.

Wang Yu knows a lot about the road to becoming an immortal that will be opened in a thousand years.

Even, when the road to Chengxian had just revealed its traces and fluctuations flowed out, Wang Yu tore through the wall of the world and visited it.

It was confirmed by Wang Yu himself that this so-called road to becoming an immortal was a scam, and the black hand hiding behind the scenes should be his old opponent, the Immortal Emperor.

This thing encountered the same obstacle as Wang Yu on the way to verify the Red Dust Immortal in the ninth generation, and he was either stuck in the eighth life or blocked in front of the ninth life.

Unlike Wang Yu, who couldn't find a way forward and could only endure hardship, the immortal emperor who was born in the phoenix clan had the skills of the race to be reborn.

Of course, this kind of anti-heaven race god is not without a price.

Either the Immortal Emperor's own savings would be consumed to create a Great Nirvana, or the Blood and Bones of the Imperial Dao Supremes would be used to ignite their Supreme Dao Fruits to supply the Immortal Flame.

Both options are currently that individuals will choose to sacrifice those Imperial Supremes who have little to do with them.

Suppressing his throat, the voice of the Fighting Saint Emperor was a little hoarse: "Senior, what you just said is really not a joke?"

"Who do you think you are, the old man is not interested in teasing you. ”

Although he was choked by Wang Yu's sharp and merciless reply, after comparing the size of each other's fists, the Fighting Saint Emperor, who had a straightforward and explosive personality in the eyes of the world, chose to ignore the words of the Emperor just now.

"This emperor reads history, and once saw that you seem to have a holiday with the immortal emperor in your predecessors?

"You haven't read this history book in vain, the old man does have a great enmity with the immortal emperor's bird, if he can, the old man doesn't mind screwing off the bird's head.

It's a pity that the old bird's means were not given in vain, and the old man never found his true body by scraping the entire fake immortal road!"

"Since the seniors knew that the path to becoming an immortal was fake, and there was no way to search for traces of the Immortal Emperor through this, why didn't they overturn the fake path and instead sit back and watch the Immortal Emperor's conspiracy to harvest lives?"

It was a matter of life and death, and the tone of the Fighting Saint Emperor was a little solemn.

"Little monkey, are you questioning me about what I do? Or do you want to teach me how to do things? The Immortal Emperor is not a good bird, and the lords of the forbidden area he is going to hunt are good birds?

In the eyes of the old man, they are not good things, and if they die, they will die. If it weren't for the fact that there was no blood entangled in the hands of those guys who were huddling in the forbidden area of life, the old man would have lit them to watch the fireworks. ”