Nine Heavens

Liu Qianlang turned around and glanced at the strange entrance of the Demon Realm and Demon Palace behind him, just facing the blood moon in the sky, looking very strange. However, at this moment, Liu Qianlang didn't study much about the magic palace under construction of his brother, because he had already planned the future path for his brother in his heart, and he didn't need to stay here for too long. Liu Qianlang turned around, generally adjusted to the surrounding environment, and then with a light tap of his foot, he flew to the top of Xiangtian Peak where the sky was rustling with flowers.

Liu Qianlang looked up at the sky, it was early morning. A round of scorching sun next to the blood moon is shining on the earth, and there is a bright light between the sky and the earth. Liu Qianlang counted, and there are still nearly twenty hours until the next night. With his current cultivation, ten hours is enough to reach the shore of Beitian Ocean, which is more than enough time, so Liu Qianlang is not in a hurry . As the saying goes, it’s better to go early than to go early. Appearing in the area of ​​Beitianyang too early, facing countless high-level monks with the same purpose from the seven major sects, it is easy to expose the target and make them guard against themselves too early.

Liu Qianlang escaped from the dead again this time, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but what made him most happy was that he was not only saved this time, but also his long-lost brother. Now, in turn, I want to save my brother again. How weird and miraculous all this is, as if someone arranged it this way somewhere. Bei Tianyang's business is estimated to be the most powerful opponent he has encountered in history, so it will definitely not be that easy, but Liu Qianlang is unwavering in his heart, and he is also infinitely relieved, because after more than ten years, finally A chance to do something for my brother.

As for success or not, Liu Qianlang has no doubts about his ability. He even thought about it, in order to get this five-color ginseng, he would not hesitate to activate the Eight Directions Immortal Formation.

However, there is one thing that fills Liu Qianlang's heart with grudges, that is, why did the brothers join the Devil's Cult? What is the relationship between that thunderbolt mysterious demon and him? How did the brother appear here? Why is he alone in the magic palace he is building now? Liu Qianlang had a series of questions that he couldn't sort out for a while.

Liu Qianlang stood on the top of Xiangtian Peak, looked up and looked around at the sky, the sky in all directions, the ominous omen of the eight vaults is already there, but it is true as Senior Bai Guang said, there is no further change that continues to spread to the middle sky, and Under the sky, there are long white clouds everywhere, and the sky is a tiled blue. It is indeed much clearer than before, especially the eastern sky region where I am now, which seems to be higher than before. Seeing this, Liu Qianlang felt very comforted. In any case, my decision that night was somewhat rewarding.

But now, recalling the situation of that night, Liu Qianlang realized that in the magical world of cultivation, the pursuit of power seems to be an eternal topic. He thought he already possessed the mysterious power that dominates the world, so he It can successively destroy the omens of the eight vaults. But I never thought that just mobilizing the Shanhe Luoxian Formation would not achieve the goal of destroying the weakest omen of the Eight Vaults, Tongyue Qi. As Senior Bai Guang said, he lacks the help of the guardian angels of various artifacts, but it seems to him that in the final analysis, his own strength is limited. Therefore, concentrating on cultivation and constantly improving one's strength is the kingly way that a monk must always insist on.

After this time, Lou Qianlang put a lot of effort into cultivation, and practicing at any time has become his unremitting habit. But that's another story.

Liu Qianlang looked around the sky for a while, and then looked intently at the northern Tianyu where the Xuanling Gate is located, because there are people there who have been thinking about Yun Zhongzi, buddy Song Zhen and the four sages of Yunque, and they don't know how their injuries are. They are lucky and will get better soon, so I can't help but silently wish them well.

Lowering his head, Liu Qianlang looked around the vast Dongtianyang for a while, hoping to find some clues about Wenyang Palace, but only the vast and endless waves of Dongtianyang in his sight, as well as layers of waves, kept washing away Dongtianyang. On the coast around Tianyang Island, as for where the mysterious Wenyang Palace is, there is no way to see its existence.

Lihai really lives up to its name! At this moment, it is in broad daylight, no better than that day and night, and now you can have a panoramic view of everything in Lihai around Dongtianyang Island, except for the huge valley between Xiangtian Peak and Huanling Peak. In addition to the destruction not long ago, the area above the other islands is really full of pear trees of all kinds, large and small, high and low, and flowers are flying everywhere within a radius of ten thousand miles. Liu Qianlang was on the high cliff, he stretched out his hand casually, and after a while, his palm was covered with pear petals.

Ewha Diamond Palace? If Liu Qianlang hadn't been anxious to snatch the five-color ginseng for his brother, he really wanted to investigate here until he found him, not for anything else but for his own curiosity. This kind of thinking has been born since I met Mr. Wenyang at the Yibao Conference.

When Liu Qianlang was thinking about everything in his mind, he suddenly saw patches of pear blossoms flying towards a hidden corner at the bottom of Tianfeng Peak, and there was a commotion. Suddenly white mist danced up there, and then saw several figures emerging from that inconspicuous corner.

These figures were extremely cautious. As soon as they appeared, they looked around, probably because they were afraid that others would discover their whereabouts. Maybe the other party didn't expect someone to appear above Wanzhang, and they didn't look to the high place. After noticing that there was no movement around, another figure appeared behind these figures. Because separated by layers of pear blossoms and misty mist, Liu Qianlang couldn't see clearly the appearance of these people. So the natural curiosity in his bones revived. First, that corner was related to the secret of entering Wenyang Palace, and second, he really wanted to know what those people did when they came out. Out of this mentality, Liu Qianlang planned to float down to see what happened. However, out of prudence, Liu Qianlang activated the breath-holding method in an instant, turned into a sliver of cloud, and floated towards them generously.

Liu Qianlang is super confident about the current method of restraining interest. Under the urging of the power of true essence, even a powerful monk at the Yuanying level can't find himself at all.

Liu Qianlang wandered strangely for a while, and soon appeared a few feet away from that corner, looked at them intently, and almost vomited blood after seeing them. Because he saw people he never dreamed of.

This person is none other than Mr. Wenyang who was chopped into a blood mist by himself.

Shock! For the first time in so many years, Liu Qianlang began to doubt her own eyesight!

This is absolutely impossible! In Liu Qianlang's mind, he instinctively denied the facts he had seen. However, at a distance of several zhang, Liu Qianlang quickly moved the white light Cui Zuan, his vision reached the level of tens of millions of breaths in an instant, and then stared at Mr. Wenyang in front of him.

That's right, at the moment he is wearing a pure white brocade dress, a crown on his head, a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a handsome and wealthy face. They are all extremely chic, and full of elegance. If this is not Mr. Wenyang, who is it?

Liu Qianlang pinched himself fiercely. He thought he was not dead before, but now seeing Mr. Wen Yang who had come back to life in front of him, he began to wonder if he was really dead. If he is dead, then it seems more reasonable to see his devil-like brother Cheng Yuanfang and Mr. Wenyang in front of him. However, after a while, the pain came from the body, telling myself that I really came back to life. Because I heard the old people say that the body after death is nothingness, and it can neither be grasped nor feel pain.

And when he pinched himself just now, it was obvious that he caught his substantial muscles, and he grabbed it unceremoniously, the pain was so painful. Therefore, Liu Qianlang had no choice but to be convinced that he was really alive now.