Demon Becoming the Lord

Hundreds of stone steps per second!

It's still more than one hundred thousand stone steps, not to mention Xiao Lang's strength at this level of speed, even if the average heavenly emperor reaches one hundred thousand stone steps, right?

Although Xiao Lang's method of climbing the stone steps was somewhat opportunistic, no matter what method he was able to climb, it was his ability. Thousands of years ago, the Lost Palace recruited gatekeepers, and anyone who could climb 150,000 stone steps could become the gatekeeper of the Lost Temple. At that time, many emperors tried all kinds of ways, but couldn't climb up. Now this kid has climbed 130,000 steps and is still climbing upwards at a terrifying speed...

The Shoushan Slave knew very well that Xiao Lang had passed out completely at this moment, but the grass vines were still piercing constantly, leading him to climb upward!

He can naturally see that Cao Teng is Xiao Lang's special soul, but the soul is a soul, and it is impossible to move without the control of the owner! So... Xiao Lang fainted, still using the obsession in his mind to control the climb?

What a powerful idea is this? What a strong obsession is this?

Shoushan slaves have guarded the foot of this mountain for nearly a hundred years, and have seen countless people come to the Lost God Palace, countless emperors, supreme emperors! Today, he was really shocked by Xiao Lang who only had the strength of the Human Sovereign Realm.

"It's no wonder that the palace owner personally told him to climb the stone steps! This kid really has a weird, so willpower, this is a wizard who understands the heavens! The heavens are vast, and it is absolutely impossible to realize success without strong willpower, alas..."

Shoushan slave saw Xiao Lang sinking into the cloud at lightning speed, his expression on his face was very complicated, he sighed helplessly, his face was lonely and sad, and his straight back buckled again.

Because... back then, he also tried his best to climb the 150,000 stone steps, and wanted to get the guidance of the Lord of the Miscellaneous Palace to gain the great path. It only took ten years to climb to the 140,000 level, and finally he became a mountain slave here.

Xiao Lang had indeed passed out!

The obsession in his mind is indeed strong, controlling the vines to continuously pierce upwards, leading him all the way up, his whole body is full of blood, the skin and muscles on his face, body and feet are all scratched, revealing white bones. ! He knew nothing, even at the moment before he passed out, he had forgotten the pain.

There is only one thought in his mind, and he will never retreat, even if he is dead...he will go to the top of the mountain to explore!

In the end, he sank into the cloud. The moment his body entered the cloud, the pressure on his whole body was suddenly relieved, and then he was shrouded in white light and disappeared abruptly!

At the moment when the white light enveloped him, he woke up abruptly, because the white light actually possessed a powerful healing power, faster than the grass cane healing!

When he was still in a daze, the white light in front of him disappeared, and he appeared in front of a palace!

"Is this a certain maze? Not the fairy world?"

Xiao Lang stood in front of the White Jade Square in front of the palace, looking at a beautiful and magnificent palace in front of him, looking at the rolling clouds in all directions, and looking at the palace looming in the distance in the distance, his mouth opened, thinking that he had reached the fairyland!

This is definitely above 100,000 li, why is he not dizzy? This is unscientific!

Xiao Lang was confused, standing in Baiyu Square at a loss. No one in Tianzhou can fly up to a hundred thousand miles high, even if the Supreme Heavenly Emperor is going to be dizzy and fall, no one in Tianzhou can crack this doubt. At this moment, he is standing alive in the palace above one hundred thousand miles...

"Haha, little friend Xiao Lang, you are welcome to visit the Lost Palace!"

A vague voice sounded, and then a figure in front of Xiao Lang suddenly condensed. Isn't that the white armored bald head?

Xiao Lang was startled, and immediately bent over and bowed his hands in salute: "See your lord!"

Although there is too much confusion about the Lost Gods Palace, there is also a little resentment, after all, he was almost killed by Emperor Nuli. But at this moment he didn't dare to show it, or even dare to think about it, because this person was cultivating the soul of heaven, and he could see through his soul at a glance. He is here to beg, not to blame...

"Hehe, don't ask anything, first go with me to bathe and change clothes. I will take you to see the palace lord later, and he will answer all questions for you!"

The bald-headed man in white armor smiled faintly, as if he had seen through Xiao Lang's thoughts, he disappeared in place with a flash of his body, and then suddenly appeared in an inner hall. There is a super large bath in the inner hall, full of petals, and seven or eight beautiful maids are actually going to serve him in the bath.

"You take a shower and change clothes first, I'll wait for you outside!"

Bai Jia smiled faintly again, and walked outside, Xiao Lang touched his head and walked into the bath, waved his hand to let a group of high-grade maids go out. I quickly washed away the blood stains on my body, touched the skin on my chest, and found that the white light has a better therapeutic effect than the grass vine, without any scars!

"Well... it's so luxurious. There are so many petals in the bath, and the water seems to have an inexplicable energy? It makes people comfortable?"

Xiao Lang's washing was very comfortable, like an emperor taking a bath, secretly sighing that the people in the fascinating palace would really enjoy it. And I feel very refreshed after washing, my whole body was so exhausted just now, and at this moment, I felt refreshed, and my whole body was full of energy.

Not daring to delay too much time, he took out a set of clean clothes and changed them and walked out, following the bald-headed man outside, into a long corridor, and walked towards a main hall.

The corridor was very long, with nine turns and eighteen turns, Xiao Lang fainted. In the end, it took half a time to reach the gate of a main hall. The bald man in white armor waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "The palace lord is inside. Come in, little friend, I will wait for you outside!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Xiao Lang exhaled, relieved his tension, forcibly calmed himself down, and strode inside.

The palace is very large and extremely luxurious. It is definitely the second luxurious palace he has ever seen in his life, second only to the Undersea Palace! The four soaring pillars are thousands of meters high. They are carved with various ancient beasts. The surrounding walls are painted with beautiful murals that are lifelike. They are also painted with various beasts fighting against powerful warriors. He does not dare to sweep them away at will. Look, his gaze is fixed on a raised platform at the top, his back is attached to the old man who is looking at the mural on the wall.

The old man is not very tall, wearing a white robe, his white head is casually draped behind his shoulders, his back is straight, like a pine. This was an ordinary old man, but Xiao Lang couldn't move his eyes anymore when he saw his back.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to see not a back figure, but a huge picture. In the picture was a vast wilderness, countless fierce beasts howling below, countless cities razed to the ground, and countless warriors' bodies on the ground. Was killed, and in the sky... there are many strange creatures, their eyes are blood-red, and there are countless warriors escaping everywhere, desperate and wailing, just like an apocalyptic scene...

The picture Xiao Lang saw was suddenly interrupted because of the slow movement of the back. The Palace Master of the Lost Palace turned around, staring at Xiao Lang with eyes comparable to the stars in the night sky, and said with a faint smile: "Little friend Xiao Lang, you Good! The old man waited for five hundred years, and you... finally appeared!"