Necropolis Immortal

Lu Yun looked closely at Narona's eye-knotted tongue face and patted him gently on the shoulder. "Follow me well, becoming the ninth king is not a dream. ”

Ginaro felt he had been tricked into the den by a key to Honmonta.

I couldn't help but look at the man opposite Wang... Although his ring was gone, the kings of his men died and fled, but at least he was free.

In Haotian Tower, apart from the Running King Shenyu, it is the king who said forget it.

It's not like Ginaro was in the Immortal House. He was beaten by the Ruins King today. Tomorrow he will find another beating by the Ramen King.

Originally, Ginaro was infinitely close to the Seventh King, and his heart could find the venue back as long as he became the Seventh King.

But now, Lu Yun tells them that Ramadan and others are nine-order kings!

It's not happening!

Become the Ninth King? If Tinaro is able to fully bring the sea of blood into his body, there are still opportunities, now... Never mind.

The King swept a tight glance, his eyes flashed envy, followed the Lord to take care of the affairs of the Immortal House for the Lord, and now he is sealed by the Lord as the main cabinet of the Immortal House. This is the dream of the King!

The last time I visited Lu Yun in the Immortal Hall, he was killed by Lu Yun's incarnation and became his ghost.

Then Lu Yun sent me back as an undercover.

It can be said that Hao Tianlou is now under the control of Lu Yun, but the vast majority of things, Lu Yun knows.

……

Upon returning to the Immortal House, Lu Yun immediately went to the ninth floor.

“I've figured it out. ”

The Qing language came out of a quiet room on the ninth floor, and she held the smell of the dragons that Lu Yun had previously conveyed to her, laughing.

“Uh... so soon? ”

Lu Yun was slightly stunned, and he used this scent to estimate the whereabouts of the dragon, but he had no idea.

Originally, he thought that he and the Qing Dynasty could work out the whereabouts of the Ghost Dragon, but he didn't expect the Qing Dynasty to solve it by itself.

It seems that the terminology of the Qing language has far surpassed Lu Yun.

Of course, that's a good thing.

“That's nature. ”

"You practiced Saddo in the midst of the hunger," he said. “Saddo is king. I tried to cultivate the technique when I was hopeless, to deduce your whereabouts. ”

“Ghost dragons and ghost phoenix in Mount Yunmeng. ”

Suddenly, the mystery of the Qing Dynasty became more serious, “I wanted to deduce where they were, but it wasn't that easy... but the Hongmeng search rat you subjugated often ran to Yunmeng Mountain. I found a familiar smell from the Hongmeng search rat to deduce their whereabouts. ”

Lu Yun feeds the Hongmeng Baby Search Rat, letting him look for the baby himself in Hongmeng. Who knows, the Hongmeng Baby Search Rat will stare at Yunmeng Mountain and not let go.

From time to time, a few things with special fluctuations were moved out of Yunmeng Mountain. However, Lu Yun did not have time to see them.

All of us are now abandoned in the nest built for ourselves by Hongmeng BMG Hunting Rat.

“Mount Cloud? ”

Lu Yun's eyebrows also slightly wrinkled, "There is a grave, buried under the grave a horrible figure, with endless resentment, turned the grave into a mountain. ”

“Mmm.”

He nodded, “If you want to go, I'll go with you. ”

The sight of the Qing language is firm.

“Okay!”

Lu Yun nodded and did not refuse.

Now the Qin language is also the Ninth Order King, and according to the Ninth World War Xuan Soldier Tower Soldier King, all the kings in the midst of the hunger are now on the wrong path, one king is the Ninth Order, and there is no turning back.

The Qing language broke a rule and then went back to the ninth order. If there is still a solution, Lu Yun can also find a way to solve the matter for the Qing language.

“You two go, I'll guard the fairy house here. ”

On the other side, the little fox smiled and said, "That running king is not a good thing, I can stop him right here. ”

Little fox is unwilling to disturb Lu Yun and Qing Language... After all, from chaos to Hongmong, Lu Yun and Qing Language gathered much less scattered. Instead, little fox has been following Lu Yun.

“Let's go. ”

The Qin shook his head, “With me and Lu Yun, it is really not necessarily possible to shake that Yunmeng Mountain... In Yunmeng Mountain, we must encounter some unknown horrors, then we may have to shake the dragon scripture. ”

The Qing language is very natural to say three words that shook the dragon scripture without any concern.

“Okay!”

The little fox immediately promised to come down and her eyes bent to her teeth for two months.

“Can the people here guard the fairy house? The path to the Immortal Realm now guarded by Hopeless Heaven is already beneath the Immortal House. ”

The little fox said with some concern.

“Nothing, the Immortal House is now more indestructible than it was. ”

A slight smile in the Qin language.

Although Hopeless Heaven withdrew, the passage they guarded was transferred to the Immortal House, and they remained in control of Hopeless Heaven in endless territory.

Silently, Lu Yun left the Great Thousand Cities with the Qing language and the little fox.

The divine jade in Hao Tianlou naturally noticed something, but he was indifferent.

“Aren't those old men of the Saddle League locked up for too long and lost their minds! ”

Shenyu muttered somewhat dissatisfied: “Hao Tianlou has opened 63 branches in Hongmeng... but in just three months Hao Tianlou has lost 30,000 excellent mineral veins! ”

“What the hell are they eating! Can't you find a way to make some purple crystals other than smashing them with one flavor! ”

Shen Yu was a little angry and didn't dare say anything. After all, the Saddo Kings in the Saddo Alliance, the Saddo Master, were his predecessors and pillar stones of the entire Immortal Domain.

Though he is a disciple of the Dao King, Shenyu has a shallow foundation and is not yet in a position to rule the Saddo Kings.

We can only watch Hao Tianlou continue to lose… This loss is not the loss of the same Wang Ping Bao as the garbage stored in the Saddle Alliance, but in other ways.

“If so, it would be better to learn the fairy house to collect some ghost crystals to get people's hearts... but behind the fairy house is hopeless, they should not be able to do business, but why did the fairy house gradually stop losing and start making profits? ”

The Divine Jade Baptist cannot be solved.

The fairy house profits, but includes the purple crystal and Wang Pin Baby that exchanges ghost crystals.

“Those old things from the Saddo Alliance and Xianhu can't do business at all, so why don't you join forces with the chambers of commerce in Hongmeng and let them handle Hao Tianlou's business. ”

Shenyu touched his chin, "I'm afraid those old monsters won't agree. ”

……

Lu Yun, Qing Language and Little Fox, led by Hongmeng BMW, came to Yunmeng Mountain again.

Looking forward, Yunmeng Mountain is still like that. It is not tall, and the rich Hongmeng Ling Gai is turned into Yunxia, surrounded by Yunmeng Mountain.

This is a grave, the grave of the mightless.

Under the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain, there is a small passage, which is a burglary hole opened by the Hongmeng search rat after countless attempts to reach the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

Now, Lu Yun still doesn't understand the language of Hongmeng Baomong and can't communicate with it... but the little fox has no obstacles in this regard.

“Without telling me how to steal the tomb, this little guy learns so fast. ”

The little fox looked at the burglar hole and smiled.

“Little guy? This thing is older than you. ”

Lu Yun bowed his mouth, he casually beat the two sizes of Ruyizhan to the body of the Qin Language and the little fox. The next moment, the shape of the three men rapidly shrunk.

“We go in. ”

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