Demon Becoming the Lord

"Well, there is a problem. This little thing has mutated and turned into a spirit beast! But you don't know how to unlock his magical powers!"

The lord of the Lost God Palace nodded, and then suddenly made a very abrupt request: "Xiao Lang, can this little beast stay in the Lost God Palace? I will nurture him in a few years, so I don't dare to say too much. Barely reaching the strength of a million-year-old beast!"

"A million-year-old beast?"

Xiao Lang's eyes widened, and he looked at Xiao Bai in his sleeve in disbelief. The million-year-old fierce beast can be better than the emperor, can this little thing reach the strength of the emperor within a few years? If it weren't for the Mishen Palace Lord to say this, Xiao Lang would definitely give him an ear scraper to make him sober...

The magic beast itself has no attack power, but can change its shape, and its speed is not bad, but for him at the moment, that speed is not negligible. The reason why I brought Xiaobai to Beiming was because Xiaobai wanted to follow him, and he also wanted to find a companion on the road. Of course, the most important thing was that Xiaobai could become very small and he could easily protect it.

After Xiaobai came to Tianzhou, something was really wrong, especially since he slept for more than half a year last time, he always liked to sleep soundly. However, it hasn't changed much. Xiao Lang has not found any problems after investigating for a long time, so he didn't care. Didn't think it really mutated? Or become a spirit beast?

"Stay? Good!"

Xiao Lang agreed without any hesitation. Xiaobai's strength became stronger, and it was a great help to him, and he was extremely safe in the Lost Temple. Maybe Xiaobai can awaken some powerful supernatural powers, can his spiritual wisdom be further improved? Just like Emperor Xian's Xian Qilin and Emperor Leng's silver dragon.

"Squeak!"

Xiao Lang understood what Xiao Lang meant, and shook his head hastily, his eyes were pitiful, and he obviously didn't want to leave Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang took Xiao Bai out of his sleeve, held it and smiled and said, "Xiao Bai, if you stay here, your body has a problem. You need to ask the adults in the Lost Palace to help you! They won't hurt you. Yes, when your body is completely healed and your strength becomes stronger, I will come and take you back."

The lord of the Lost Palace also said: "Little things, the Lost Palace is free to leave. I just saw you mutated. The body contains this powerful soul energy but you don’t know how to use it. It's a pity. It is the soul who cultivates, and we are also considered destined!"

Xiao Bai felt the kindness of the Palace Master of the Lost Palace, Xiao Lang persuaded him not to oppose it for a while, but looked at Xiao Lang with a bit of resentment. The humanized eyes made Xiao Lang feel soft in his heart, and he almost couldn't bear to leave it.

In the end Xiao Lang left cruelly, Xiao Qingyi Hongdou Liuya was still waiting for him to pick them up in the Shenjia Mansion, the matter was settled, and the Mishen Palace Lord didn't mean to keep him, he was naturally embarrassed to continue with the cheeky left behind.

Walking out of the hall, Bai Jia bald-headed Qingmuyu was really waiting for him outside. Xiao Lang said that he was going back, Qingmuyu didn't say anything. He nodded with a smile and flashed with him before appearing on the 150,000-level stone steps. Above.

At this moment, Xiao Lang didn't feel the slightest pressure. He stood on the stone steps indifferently. He could touch the clouds with his hand above, and the vast world around him could be seen below.

"The promise of the Mistral Palace will not expire, try hard to cultivate!"

Qing Muyu patted Xiao Lang on the shoulder, and his body disappeared above the stone steps in a flash. Xiao Lang nodded secretly. It seemed that he knew everything about his encounter with Bei Ming, but he would not appear before he died. He relaxed, and the road back shouldn't be too bumpy.

Lifting a step and walking down easily, with an extremely wide field of vision from a high place, Xiao Lang looked refreshed and happy. It took more than a day to go up the mountain, but only half an hour down the mountain.

When Xiao Lang walked down, the Shoushan Slave's eyes opened immediately, and his eyes were no longer muddy. Instead, he stared at Xiao Lang shining brightly, with the color of appreciation in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

Xiao Lang arched his hand, and then strode towards the south. After running for hundreds of miles, he directly tore through the space and flew across the void.

It was difficult when he came, but it was easy to come back at the moment. Xiao Lang didn't need to look at the road at all, and just flew all the way to the south through the void. Anyway, he reached the ice and snow sea and then took the Supreme Chariot to fly towards Tianzhou.

Although he was very painful, every time he was discovered after flying across the void, a group of warriors still shouted and killed. Obviously, the Mistral Palace hadn't issued an order, but he wasn't worried, after all, he could cross Beiming by flying across the void for a day or two. Even if someone is chasing him down, his whereabouts can't be locked, right?

Besides... Didn't you say that the white armor and bald head green wood jade? Their promise has always been valid, and they will try to protect themselves from death within ten years!

Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is extremely cruel!

When Xiao Lang flew through the void twelve times, he never encountered any danger, but on the thirteenth time, he tore the void out and found something was wrong!

Because the place where he appeared was above a big city, and when he appeared, a huge sacred might of the emperor of heaven suddenly diverged and enveloped him.

"I'm going... this luck is against the sky!"

Xiao Lang cursed secretly, and he saw that the Heavenly Emperor who shot up from below was unexpectedly Shanye Heavenly Emperor, the father of Young Master Shan Xiao! He actually flew directly across the void to the main city of the mountain and field, and was immediately frozen by the mountain emperor with Shengwei!

Bei Ming's space has always been unstable, and the distance he flies through the void is too short and too short, this is impossible. At this moment, his luck is so bad, he has no choice but to pray that Qingmuyu is not deceiving, and he will appear in time to save him!

"Hahaha! There is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no way to hell, you break in! Shanxiao, my son, my father avenged you!"

A voice containing murderous anger and pleasure resounded above the big city. A big hand suddenly appeared in the void, spinning in the air, driving the surrounding wind and clouds, forming a wind roar in mid-air that enveloped Xiao Lang, a sharp, ear-piercing sound When it sounded, Emperor Shanye immediately launched a soul attack.

The Emperor Shanye obviously got really angry. He didn't directly kill Xiao Lang. Instead, he kept attacking Xiao Lang's soul with his soul, causing him to have a splitting headache. The Emperor Shanye was about to let Xiao Lang's soul collapse and die.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Xiao Lang was holding his head, and his body continued to spin and roll in mid-air following the gust of wind. He opened his eyes to split, roaring with pain, the muscles on his face became distorted, and his body trembled, as if his soul had collapsed. the edge of.

This wind roar's soul attack was very sharp, the whirlwind inside turned in a non-stop direction, making an unbearable sound, causing the soul to continue to be hurt. Even if the emperor is strong, if the wind roars the soul to attack, he will eventually end up with a dementia, or his soul will collapse!

"Why hasn't Qingmuyu shot yet? Can't he appear in an instant? What happened to Beiming, aren't they fascinated by the gods? Ah, ah, if Qingmuyu doesn't take action, my head will explode!"

Xiao Lang kept roaring, but there was no movement around, only the wanton laughter of the mountain emperor and the roar of the wind!

There were millions of people in the city below, but they all sneered at Xiao Lang, who was enveloped in the roar of the sky, waiting for his death.

And what everyone doesn't know is--

Above a hundred thousand li, a man stood tall in the sky long ago. This man was wearing white armor and a big bald head. He calmly looked at Xiao Lang who was in pain below him. There was no mood swing on his face, and he didn't mean to do anything. He seemed to be ready to watch Xiao Lang die...

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[Author's digression]: There is one more chapter in the afternoon...Ah! Going crazy, there are endless words every day!