The Luo King didn't expect Shen Lang to walk so frankly. He had countless questions in his heart, but before he could tell any of them, Shen Lang had disappeared in front of him!

He raised his hand but didn't put it down for a long time, as if he wanted to pull Shen Lang back.

"What? Sir, what did you call that boy just now?"

Yan Bing was cautiously and carefully glanced at the surroundings and asked for a moment.

King Na Luo was silent for a moment, and his majestic divine thoughts instantly completely covered the area within a radius of three or four hundred miles.

However, Shen Lang, who had just left, was completely lost, as if he had never existed.

Seeing that King Na Luo didn't say anything, Yan Bing suddenly looked horrified and said, "Damn it, that kid is obviously only at the first level of the King Wujing's cultivation level, but he can hide his body in front of an imperial martial arts realm like me. It's really incredible!"

"It's not just that you can't find his trace, but in fact... I didn't find his trace either." King Na Luo opened his eyes and said with a wry smile.

"..." Yan Bing's eyes widened and speechless for a long time.

The Luo King stopped talking, but there were countless thoughts in his heart.

"Just from his temperament and even his tone and style of action, it is like the Emperor is carved out from the same mold! Even though he was deliberately hiding, I still see clearly."

"There are people in this world who look similar and have similar temperaments, but their eyes are so similar, and even their tone is so similar... and they know a lot about the Temple of War and the Temple of Demon. Who else can be there except the Emperor?"

"But it's not right. Emperor Dong said it very clearly before. Eleven years ago, the Emperor fell in the battle between the God of War and the Demon Temple. He used the power of self-destruction to send the God of War into the crack in time and space... If the Emperor was reincarnated and reborn, he should be eleven or twelve years old now, but this young man is already about seventeen or eighteen years old... It doesn't match the time!"

"If it were just a successor, it would never be so similar; at the same time, there was no sign of taking over the body!"

"No matter whether he is or not, since he is unwilling to reveal his identity, this matter needs to be covered up for him."

King Luo's thoughts were heard. Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Yan Bing, you need to keep your mouth shut about that... little brother. Even if Zi You asks, you will not reveal it at all! Do you understand?"

Yan Bing was stunned, then looked bitter and said, "My Lord, I dare not ignore it, but if Lord Ziyou's temper, if he asks me but I don't answer, I'm afraid..."

King Na Luo snorted coldly and said, "If Zi You asks about this little brother, let him come to me... Okay, let us go to Luanyun Peak to meet Zi You and leave the blessed land of Yumudong as soon as possible."

Yan Bing was stunned, then nodded silently and said, "Yes, I understand."

Although he didn't like Shen Lang's tone very much, the other party was right. Unless King Na Luo and King Shura came in person, they would no longer participate in this game.

The two turned into a whirlwind and headed towards Luanyun Peak at an astonishing speed.

At this time, Shen Lang did not actually go far, but directly entered the Fengtian Ding.

Using the energy in the Tai Chi diagram to convert it into Zhulong Black Flame, and then keep it consistent with the frequency of the Zhulong Black Flame barrier. This method seems easy, but in fact, Shen Lang struggles to solve the problem, and the Tai Chi diagram also consumes a lot.

It would have been fine if it were the past. Now the energy in the Tai Chi diagram is exhausted, and the World Tree is still desperately refining the catastrophe thunder, and it requires countless energy to be replenished.

Inside the Fengtian Cauldron, Shen Lang sat cross-legged.

In the void in front of him, thirty-six death nails floated in front of him, motionless.

Duanmu Xie hid far away, looked at this place, but did not dare to approach, obviously feeling the power of the Death Spike.

If Zuo Wentian hadn't taken action, it would have been really not easy to conquer the Death Spike with a wisp of candle dragon's divine thought.

Now all the divine thoughts of the candle dragon in the Death Nail have been erased completely by Zuo Wentian and have become ownerless things.

With a move of Shen Lang, a death nail immediately flew over and fell on his hand.

As soon as the death nail fell into Shen Lang's hand, an extremely cold aura instantly enveloped Shen Lang's whole body!

The spiritual power transformed by countless unjust souls and spirits pierced Shen Lang's sea of ​​consciousness!

This intense negative emotion brought by the evil spirit and the evil spirit instantly came into contact with Shen Lang's sea of ​​consciousness, which made Shen Lang empathetic!

If Zuo Wentian had not set up a ban in the morning, if it were someone else, even if he had a firm will, he would have become a madman or an idiot under such inhuman pain.

In a similar situation, Shen Lang had actually experienced it once after obtaining Yu Culture and the Wan Beast Circle.

But this Death Spike is obviously much more terrifying than the Ten Thousand Beasts!

"snort!"

Shen Lang was prepared for a long time. Almost as the countless spiritual thoughts of the wronged souls burst into the sky, he did not retreat and crushed away with his supreme fighting spirit and the will of the emperor!

"Ri!"

The spiritual thoughts of countless unjust souls come and go quickly. As soon as he felt Shen Lang's unparalleled fighting spirit and the will of the emperor who ruled the world, he immediately screamed and retreated like a tide!

"If it weren't for this supreme fighting spirit, emperor will and Wentian's ban defense, even the middle-stage strong man in the imperial martial arts realm would have been knocked out in an instant... The things in Zhulong's hand are extraordinary!"

His fingers gently stroked the Death nail, and Shen Lang sighed.

This object is the same as the Death Spike used by many martial arts masters. It is only half a foot long and is pitch black and plain.

However, the materials used by Zhulong's Death Nail are extraordinary. They are tempered by the extremely rare fusion of the Earth Yin Yuan essence and the ten thousand-year cold marrow.

Moreover, after being forged, it will be tempered with countless **** souls and evil spirits and the Nine Nether Prisons for at least a thousand years!

Finally, it was placed at the extremely rare Huangquan crust entrance, absorbing the Huangquan energy year after year, making each of the God of Death nails with a terrifying Huangquan energy!

Vicious and venomous, incredible!

When used, silently, without any shadows, invisible, and controlled by the manipulator's will.

Once nailed into the human body, it will destroy the will and erode the soul, it will not only completely lock the soul and body in a short period of time, but it will also quickly destroy the soul!

"There is only the existence of the Marquis of Reincarnation. Zhulong needs to take action on the Death God Nail, right? But he has never calculated it. The Death God Nail will actually fall into my hands!"

"Zhulong, thank you."

Shen Lang chuckled and flicked his fingers towards the Death Spike.

"What a pity. Now I'm too little time in this blessed land of Yumu Cave, and the intensity of my divine consciousness is still far from that. I'm afraid that at most I can only practice the three death nails in a short period of time."

"Since the cycle of reincarnation is safe and sound, it is not advisable to be too hasty at this time. After Taotie and Zhulong's people fight to the death, they will take the opportunity to enter the Dragon Scale Temple!"

"Three days, plus the time I've been on the way, it should be almost done."

Shen Lang made up his mind and let the Death Nail hang in front of him.

He waved his hands continuously, and there were endless sounds. Soon a formation was set up with thousands of spirit stones.

Even the spirit stones consumed to help Lan Mengling hide his body were far inferior to this time.

It can be seen that this time is extraordinary!

"rise!"

Shen Lang shouted lightly.

The formation released a series of lights, crisscrossing, locking the Death Spike in the air.

Shen Lang waved to Duanmu Xie in the distance: "Come here to help me protect the Dharma."

"Wulu Wulu!" Duanmu Xie's head shook like a rattle.

"Damn, I'm not afraid of this kind of cultivation. You're afraid of a bird!" Shen Lang laughed and scolded: "Come here quickly, or I'll hit you a dead nail!"

Duanmu Xie blinked his eyes, which were more white than black, and moved to Shen Lang unwillingly.

Shen Lang patted the Death Spike with one palm and when the emperor's will was crushing away, a surreal bird divine fire instantly wrapped the Death Spike nail in it!

The sound of thousands of ghosts crying suddenly came from the Death Nail, and the yellow spring energy inside immediately turned into a sinister dragon and came out of his body, swallowing and biting towards Shen Lang!

As soon as the evil dragon roared out, the formation immediately activated, and chains immediately penetrated it and locked it on its body.

The evil dragon transformed from the qi of the yellow spring struggled wildly, shocking the vital energy inside the formation, flying sand and stones!

Not long ago, Ying Huo was beaten by the third prince with a "Silent Yellow Spring Finger", and Shen Lang had already dealt with the Huangquan Qi once.

However, the level of the Death Yellow Springs of the Third Prince's Narration is far from comparable to that of the Death God Nail.

If the yellow spring aura in the Death God's Nail is compared to a giant python, the third prince's yellow spring aura is at best a small loach... a small loach that cannot cause any harm to Shen Lang!

At this moment, looking at the conscious aura of the underworld, Shen Lang's eyes were unprecedentedly cautious and cautious.

"If it weren't for absorbing you into the Tai Chi diagram, the power of the Death God Nail would be greatly reduced, do you think I would make you so arrogant? Letting you come out is just for the convenience of my divine thoughts."

Shen Lang snorted coldly, and took advantage of the opportunity when the Huangquan Qi came out of his body, his majestic divine thoughts instantly penetrated into the Death Nail.

Quickly start to change the spiritual array diagram in the Death God's Nail!

The Death Nail is equivalent to this house of the qi of the Yellow Spring and the evil soul.

The spiritual array diagram can basically be regarded as the soul of this house.

The originally powerful and complex spiritual array diagram has been strengthened several times under the changes of Shen Lang.

At the same time, the center of the Zhulong divine consciousness was originally used to place the divine consciousness, which was transformed by Shen Lang's divine consciousness to be more suitable for him!

More than four hours passed.

Seeing that the evil dragon transformed from the qi of the yellow spring was struggling more and more, and the consumption of spiritual energy in the spirit stones around the formation was getting bigger and bigger, and it was almost impossible to hold on...

Shen Lang, who was sweating on his forehead, crossed his hands and pushed forward!

Two vermilion bird divine fires spewed out, pressing the evil dragon transformed from the yellow spring energy into the Death God nail!

Although the qi of the Yellow Spring is extremely yin and evil, when encountering something like the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire, it is still instinctively afraid and dare not fight, so it quickly shrank back.

A divine light appeared on the nail of the God of Death, and it fell into Shen Lang's hands with a slight turn.

"It's done!"

Shen Lang's face was a little depressed and he said happily.

"Gao, sir, really!" Duanmu Xie stretched out his thumb and flattered him at the right time.

Shen Lang looked at the spirit stones around the formation with a little regret. The spirit stones shone from the beginning and turned into gray and dull.

Sighing, Shen Lang thought a little as he stumbled: "What a pity, the divine consciousness consumed too much, and it would take at least two days to recover; and the spiritual power consumed by the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire was also unsustainable because of the exhaustion of energy in the Tai Chi diagram; as for the spirit stones in the formation... there are thousands of top-grade spirit stones at a time, and more than one hundred top-grade spirit stones, which is too expensive!"

Just after thinking about this, Shen Lang was suddenly stunned: "Dingdang is really unwilling to give up. He actually chased him here?"
Chapter completed!