Necropolis Immortal

Lu Yun's eyes were black.

Everyone in the Immortal World deserves a screaming challenge?

If it weren't for Zhao Fengyang's last sentence to participate in the challenge, it would only be the fairy repairer, I'm afraid Lu Yun would have left Xuanzhou Dayin to run away.

But forgive me, Lu Yun's heart still bears tremendous pressure.

The Immortal World is vast.

Genius cultivators are more like Jiangzhijiang, more than countless.

Ancient Heavenly King inheritance, unusually important, the great powers of the fairy world want to get the ancient Heavenly King inheritance, will surely send the strongest genius.

Lu Yun... his old job is to steal graves, not to challenge madmen.

If it were for OXER, she would be very happy to challenge the genius of the whole fairy world.

So for the next period, Lu Yun couldn't leave the house, completely shut down, and began to merge the experiences of the four main circles of messengers.

Especially O'Snow's battle experience, as well as all sorts of fairy talents, were absorbed and melted by his madness.

Originally, although Lu Yun could also use these fairy talents, it was just their form and not their gods.

At the time, Lu Yun chopped the Sword of the Ice Xuan Snake King, but it was only completed with the help of OXue.

……

The whole fairy world, the wind is pouring.

Heavenly King inherited, it matters a great deal, the eyes of all the powers of the Immortal World are immense.

Generally, such an heirloom is hidden in the ancient tombs of fairies, guarded by layered formations, zombies, and endless layers of monsters.

But the Heavenly King in Xuanzhou inherited it, it was only buried underground. As long as Xuanzhou Pastoral moved Xuanzhou Great Seal, he could let it leave the earth and take it into his own possession.

……

“Stupid! Father, how could you do that? Could he have practiced kung fu and gone mad? ”

Dang!

A jade teacup was brushed hard on the ground, but the teacup was stiff, just bounced off the ground a few times, fell aside, and was not broken.

Zhao Changkong walked around in his own sleeping palace and his face was filled with anger.

Zhao Fengyang, the Emperor of Lang Evil, has retired, but has not been released. Zhao Changkong is now just a warehouse monarch, not yet a true emperor.

Only a short time later, Zhao Fengyang announced his withdrawal. Zhao Changkong could succeed him and become the Emperor of Lang Evil.

“It's confusing! ”

Zhao Changkong growled angrily.

“Zhao Fengyang is sure to have his heart. ”

Not far from Zhao Changkong, Tianyuan is writing a pen, slowly painting a mountain water painting on the void.

There's a man standing in this painting.

A fantastic woman.

And the heavenly earth sighed in a haunted sigh, and then the woman between the mountains was blown away.

Zhao Changkong also calmed down.

“Was it Father who feared that after he was shut down, the rest of the fairy kingdom attacked the Evil Heaven? ”

Zhao Changkong thought of such a possibility.

The skies shake their heads slowly.

Then he brushed the painting down a few more times, and eventually there was only one river left on the roll.

“Xuanhe. ”

Zhao Changkong looked at the great river that had begun to flow and said subconsciously.

And the river was swept away in the heavens.

“What's the point of saying Father did this? If the king inherited the day, it was only fought by me in the evil sky. Whoever gets it, the big head has to be turned over to heaven. But if the other eight days and ten days and four fairy seas came to compete, I would not get half the benefits. ”

Zhao Changkong is about to succeed the Emperor. He attaches great importance to the inheritance of the Emperor.

“The inheritance will not fall into the hands of others, but will remain in the land of evil. ”

Tianfu said very seriously: "Even... hey hey hey, that Xuanzhou pastoral state pastoral position is stable as Tarzan. ”

Between the words, the hands of the heavenly realm trembled gently, painting a mountain above the void.

Tarzan.

Legend has it that a mountain in the ancient fairy world, the land of Zen of the ancient fairy emperors.

But in the battle of 100,000 years ago, Tarzan did not know where he had gone, but no one believed that the Tarzan, which had no place in the eyes of the ancient immortals, would be destroyed.

“How can you say that? ”

Zhao Changkong flashed.

“Lu Yun is not easy. ”

Tianfu looked up and looked in the direction of Xuanzhou.

“Zhao Fengyang met Lu Yun before he gave this seemingly ridiculous metaphor. This is the test for Lu Yun. ”

Tianyuan muttered: “Zhao Fengyang knows I'm here, and he knows where I am... Lu Yun...”

There are still a few things left to say in the world.

A thousand and two hundred years ago, Yiu Shadow died.

He collected the wreckage of the shadow himself and buried it in the tomb of the ancient fairy outside Xuanzhou.

But now, Yushan is alive again and following Lu Yun.

When Tianyuan found out, he didn't go out because he knew that he was going to be a real ‘man', the most important of which was on Lu Yun.

“What happened to Lu Yun? ”

Zhao Changkong's two swordbrows slightly wrinkled.

He didn't have a good impression of Lu Yun. A fool waits to die. He just does nothing.

“This, I fear, is a test for Lu Yun by Zhao Fengyang. ”

The heavenly life sinked a lot before sighing in the shadows: “With my knowledge of Zhao Fengyang, he will not cheap others without a reason. The only explanation is that he is testing Lu Yun. ”

“ …… ”

Zhao Changkong looked at Tianyuan with surprise, Lu Yun... qualified to be tested by the Emperor of Lang Evil?

“Looks like my father is really out of his mind...”

Zhao Changkong smiled bitterly.

……

With the re-election of Xuanzhou Pastoral, each day approached, and Xuanzhou, which was already desolate, became more lively.

Originally a rare cactus in Xuanzhou, it became everywhere.

A genius pixie practitioner named Seismic Immortal Realm appears here from time to time, making the whole of Xuanzhou boil.

Lu Yun hasn't been able to make a move in the past few days.

He was reluctant to come forward. Lu Yun's job was as a tomb thief. He walked in the dark world. Low profile was their nature.

Even to be this Xuanzhou herd, it's nothing but a small fight with these depressed immortals in Xuanzhou.

But this time, the heavens and the earth gave him such a big problem that they pushed him directly to the tip of the storm.

However, Lu Yun could not refuse.

If Lu Yun dares to refuse, he will probably slap him to death according to the uncertain character of Luang Evil Emperor.

“It is not too long for a monarch to take revenge! ”

Lu Yun chewed his teeth and practiced silently.

What he needs to improve now is not his training, but his fighting skills.

Thirty miles outside the southern gate of Xuanzhou City, has left a huge platform behind.

Indantai.

After the Indus, anyone climbing this huge ring will be sealed into the kingdom by the power of the Indus.

Even the Immortals of Fruit are no exception.

This indulgence was dug up in an ancient immortal tomb by Lang Evil Heaven.

The Indonesian platform itself has little effect, but it is most appropriate for such an examination.