The Temple of Heaven and the Temple of Heaven is divided into the inner and outer halls, and the place where Shen Lang was just located is the outer hall of the Temple of Heaven.

Shen Lang Six people walked out of the outer hall and came to a dilapidated garden. They are all fairy flowers and grasses. They are all things in the early years of the fairy world, but in the ancient times, the fairy flowers in the temple of Tianzhu It has long since disappeared.

Looking at the fairy flower that would never have withered, now withered, Shen Lang has raised a lot of emotions. They can imagine how brilliant it would be when the Tianzhu Xian Temple was not defeated.

The stone table made by Xianshi has been cracked and cracked, as if it was shattered by powerful energy.

And when Shen Lang and others came to a square, they all looked awkward, and there was a huge palm print on the big square.

Tianzhu Xiandian does not know how many years have passed, but this huge palm print has a trace of glory. Even the half-step ancestor of the emperor and the one-page book are among the pre-printed Yuwei. I felt a lot of pressure, and Yuan Zhenyang, who was much weaker than the Emperor and the one-page book, actually shivered slightly.

Shen Lang’s brow wrinkled slightly and stepped to the edge of the palm print and watched it carefully.

After watching it for a while, Shen Lang’s palms were slightly pressed down, and a huge palm print was sent out in his hand, just over the huge palm print.

After using this palm, Shen Lang sighed with a sigh of relief: “The person who plays this hand should be very strong, at least better than me.”

But in the words of Shen Lang, no one answered, but everyone looked at Shen Lang with horror. They didn’t know who made the print, but the strength of Shen Lang made them feel the way. The prestige of the prestige issued by the palm print.

After the people suppressed the shock in their hearts, Yuan Zhenyang withstood the pressure and came to Shen Lang. Shen Lang’s momentum spread, helping Yuan Zhenyang ease the pressure.

Yuan Zhenyang walked around the palm print, and if he looked thoughtfully, he immediately said with doubts, “I don’t know if you have ever heard of the sky?”

“Turning the sky?”

Shen Lang heard Yuan Zhenyang’s words, heart startled, almost couldn’t help but raise the killing intent, because he turned over the sky, he knows too much, and the sky is the way he explained the immortality of his son.

The teaching is created by Yuan Shi Tian Zun, and there are twelve golden sages under his hand. Among them, Guangchengzi is one of the twelve golden celestial beings.

However, it is only a past life. The world he is in now is not the mysterious universe of the past. In this world, he does not know what the universe is, but he certainly will not have anything to do with the Xuanhuang universe.

But now Yuan Zhenyang suddenly said something that made him think a lot.

Shen Lang said solemnly, “You continue.”

Yuan Zhenyang stood up and stood up. He recalled: “I once got a Taikoo reign in the fairy world. It is said that before the Emperor ruled the fairy world, there was a history. There was a lot of power in that history, even if it was a ancestral environment. The strong, there are many, even the strength of the Emperor, not a few, but do not know why, those people are strangely missing, like the Emperor, disappeared into the universe.”

“And in the record, what impressed me the most is that once there was a strange strong man who came to the fairyland, the strange strong man, the strength is not too strong, only the cultivation base of the ancestral environment, But the unfamiliar strong man, by relying on one-of-a-kind, swept through the entire fairyland, and finally, it was not for the Emperor of the Ancients to shoot, I am afraid that the entire fairy world would be turned over by the man.”

Yuan Zhenyang’s voice fell, Shen Lang hadn’t spoken yet, and Li Zong was sucked in a cold breath. “Is this strong, really ever seen in the world?”

Yuan Zhenyang saw that Li Zong knew Shen Lang and did not ignore him. He said that he was a dignified look. “It is true that this is a memorable record that I have obtained by chance. It should be done without a fake.” ”

At this time, the emperor frowns looked toward Yuan Zhenyang, “Five-minded king, you have no reason to mention this person, is this palm print is what you say in the mouth?”

Yuan Zhenyang said solemnly, “Yes, I have just checked this palm print carefully. Although the time has passed for a long time, there is still a trace of Yuwei in the residual atmosphere.”

Speaking of this, Yuan Zhenyang looks oddly towards Shen Lang, and doubts: “The emperor, you have just shot a hand, the power of which is similar to this scroll, the emperor, do you know the sky?”

Shen Lang shook his head, did not speak, but looked at the huge handprint in front of him. He is now completely certain of one thing. The mysterious universe of his past life must be related to the world.

Yuan Zhenyang knew that Shen Lang knew something, but Shen Lang didn’t say that he didn’t dare to ask. Although Shen Lang’s killing intent was not revealed, Yuan Zhenyang had a feeling of crisis in a flash.

Just when Yuan Zhenyang was still ready to continue to talk about Guangchengzi, suddenly the darkness behind Yuan Zhenyang rushed out of a dark shadow. The black shadow was as lightning fast, and he came to Yuan Zhenyang in the blink of an eye. The claws are like dead wood, white and slender, like the claws of death, to plunder the life of Yuan Zhenyang.

Yuan Zhenyang is only Immortal Martial Realm, and its strength is far worse than that of previous lives. At this moment, a bitter chill is rising behind him, and the feeling of death suddenly comes to his mind.

“heng!”

Just as Yuan Zhenyang was about to be killed by the black shadow, a coldly snorted sound, the shadow was under the coldly snorted sound, and the figure was slightly stopped. In this moment, Shen Lang’s palm was like a dragonfly. The stone is generally, firmly grasping the black shadow that is like a dead wood.

“I found you early, and even dared to shoot in front of me, courting death.”

Shen Lang made a slight effort, and the figure was still flying out. Just as the shadow was thrown away, a sly sword illuminates the entire Tianzhu Temple, and the Emperor shot, when Shen Lang’s voice fell. The emperor has already shot, and the sword that he smashed out is just above the trajectory of Shen Lang’s still flying shadow.

“I am compassionate”

A page of books is also shot in succession, and there is no chance to resist the shadows.

“Roar!!!”

A roar, the shadows are shrouded in golden light, and the whole body is “canada, the 鹨 鹨 蟀 蟀 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎 蹋砬檎

boom! ! !

The Tianzhu Xiandian vibrates, the sword of the emperor is shattered by the shadow of the black shadow, and the black shadow does not have the idea of ​​running away, but turned and continued to rush toward Yuan Zhenyang.

Shen Lang’s figure is not moving, punching out, and the majestic, the whole Tianzhu Xian Dian vibrates slightly, the world’s boxing power, the power of the universe.

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