At the moment when the flames came, Shen Lang made a move, and three points returned to the yuan.

An invisible energy shield enveloped him, and the Purple Pole Divine Fire continued to burn, resounding with a sound of "puff, puff, puff".

Shen Lang's expression was solemn, just when the energy shield was about to be broken, Shen Lang shouted angrily, and a sky-rushing sword light suddenly slashed out in his hand, and in an instant, the purple pole divine fire was cut open, and Shen Lang stepped out and escaped.

Shen Lang escaped from the encirclement of the Purple Pole Divine Fire, but he did not stop, and his sword qi was ten thousand ways, and he strangled towards the Zihua Immortal King.

"Damn, this Shen Lang's strength is too strong, even if he is surrounded by the Purple Pole Divine Fire, he can't help him. Zihua Immortal King said angrily.

Rumble!!!

It was as if countless missiles had exploded, extremely brilliant, and terrifying ripples spread out in all directions.

Chirp!!!

With a mournful roar, the Zihua Immortal King turned into a streamer of light and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

And Shen Lang's eyes changed and returned to reality.

At this moment, a terrifying fluctuation appeared in the sky above the Shen family.

A trace of purple light flashed across the sky, and the emperor fell from the sky with an ugly expression.

At this time, Shen Lang also pushed open the door and walked out.

"Emperor, I didn't keep her. The Emperor said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang shook his head lightly, "It's okay, after all, she is an immortal king, and there are still some means to save her life, let's still underestimate her." ”

In fact, it was not that the emperor couldn't even leave the remnant soul of an immortal king, but that the incident happened suddenly, the emperor was unprepared, and was exploited by the Zihua Immortal King.

Shen Lang returned to the room, and Yan Ruyu also walked down from the bed.

"Husband, are you okay?" asked Yan Ruyu with concern.

Shen Lang smiled slightly, "It's okay, you can rest assured in the future, the Zihua Immortal King has left your body, and you will always be Yan Ruyu in the future, not the Zihua Immortal King." ”

"The phoenix bloodline she left in your body is all yours. ”

The reincarnation of the immortal king often subtly changes the bloodline of the reincarnated person, and now Yan Ruyu has the bloodline of the Yan family and the phoenix bloodline of the four ancient clans, and his achievements in the future will definitely not be too low, and Shen Lang can also rest assured.

If Yan Ruyu only relies on the bloodline of the Yan family, he may stop at the realm of true gods, and he will not be able to advance an inch, if that is the case, Shen Lang will have to think of other ways for Yan Ruyu, now Yan Ruyu has phoenix blood, as long as he cultivates step by step, it is not impossible to reach the Nine Heavens of the True God, and when he is helping Yan Ruyu find something foreign, it is not impossible to break through to the ancestral realm.

Shen Lang didn't know much about the ancestral realm, so he could only meet the powerhouses of the ancestral realm in the future, and he understood it.

...

A month later, Shen Lang came to the cemetery of the gods again.

Now that the Martial God Continent and the True Martial Continent are under Shen Lang's control, the Underworld is a veritable number one force, and the Shen family is also rising because of Shen Lang's relationship and has absolute authority.

Shen Lang has gradually become a legend, and no one is embarrassed when they talk about Shen Lang.

Tengfei accompanied Shen Lang and took Shen Lang to wander around the cemetery of the gods.

The two are looking for the place where the gods disappeared, according to Tengfei, the remnants of the gods have disappeared in the cemetery of the gods, they seem to have gone to another world, but the entrance, he doesn't know.

Therefore, Shen Lang could only take off and try in the cemetery of the gods, whether he could find the world space passage where the remnant souls of the gods went.

Shen Lang has always had a feeling that the world where the gods go must be a big world, maybe even bigger than the main world such as the True Martial Continent, otherwise the gods will definitely not go to that world.

And in the primeval period, the gods must have built this cemetery for some purpose, and he suspected that the gods built this cemetery to go to that world.

...

With the passage of time, Shen Lang continued to send people to search in the cemetery of the gods, but in the time of this year, no one found the slightest spatial passage to other worlds.

On the contrary, he found a few spatial passages in small worlds, but those small worlds were only low-level worlds, and the strongest people in them were only around the virtual realm, which could not arouse Shen Lang's interest at all.

In the Shen family, Shen Lang stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, and at this moment, he actually felt homesick.

"The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground..."

Shen Lang couldn't help but murmur out this poem.

It has been almost ten years since he came into this world, and he only now feels that he misses his previous life very much.

Although he was in that world, he did not call for wind and rain and cover the sky with one hand like the other world, but he was better at ease, and he didn't have to keep getting stronger in order to be strong, and he didn't dare to relax for a day.

Just when Shen Lang lost his mind, a piece of clothing was draped on his body.

Shen Lang came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and raised his hand to tighten the clothes that were draped on his body.

"Husband, why does the poem you just read make me feel sad?" Yan Ruyu hugged Shen Lang's waist from behind and asked softly.

Shen Lang said slowly, "This is a poem that I made out of my feelings, how does Madam feel?"

Yan Ruyu tapped her chin, "This poem is good, but it makes people feel very uncomfortable." ”

Shen Lang laughed, diluting the atmosphere brought by "Silent Night Thoughts", and then the corners of his mouth curved, a touch of evil taste floated, and he turned to look at Yan Ruyu.

"Madame, how about I tell you a story?"

When Yan Ruyu heard Shen Lang's words, she became interested, and then said, "Husband, what is the story?"

Shen Lang hugged Yan Ruyu to the table and sat down, and said slowly, "It is said that there is a pair of lovers, because of the will of heaven, they can't come together because of some things. ”

Later, by chance, the man said a word to the woman before leaving. ”

Shen Lang said this, did not say it below, but hung up his appetite.

Yan Ruyu was also aroused by Shen Lang's curiosity, and hurriedly cooperated and asked, "Husband, what did that man say?"

Shen Lang saw Yan Ruyu's curiosity and continued, "The man was pointed at by the woman with a sword, and was forced to ask why he left her. ”

The man did not answer the woman's question, but said affectionately, there was once a sincere love, in front of me, I did not cherish it well, and I regretted it when I lost it, and there is nothing more painful in the world than this. If God could give me a chance to do it all over again, I would say three words to that girl: I love you. If I had to put a deadline on this love, I would like it to be ......"

When Shen Lang said this, he paused, then looked at Yan Ruyu affectionately with his eyes, and slowly spit out three words, "Ten thousand years." ”

When Shen Lang's three words fell, Yan Ruyu threw herself into Shen Lang's arms like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and murmured: "Husband, I love you too." ”

...

Outside Shen Lang's room, when Shen Lang was telling Yan Ruyu a story, there was a shadow, standing there quietly.

When Shen Lang finished saying the last sentence of 10,000 years, the shadow trembled slightly, and then left here lonely.

Shen Qingqiang endured the sorrow in her heart, with tears in her eyes, and returned to her room, she finally couldn't help it, and cried bitterly on the bed.