The Heaven's Jailer

Chapter 2348

"Do you know Wu Tian?"

Liu Lang's heart trembled, holding the hand of the no heaven holy tablet, subconsciously shrank back.

"How many people in my time did not know Wu Tian?"

The demon lord, holding his chin in his hand at night, seemed to fall into the memory. After a long time, he murmured: "but now, the holy instrument of heaven has come to your hand. Is he dead?"

"You're not dead. How could he be dead?"

Liu Lang snorted coldly and pretended to be calm.

"Yes. How could he die? " The demon lord nodded at night and said with emotion: "in this way, he has a better weapon and will eliminate this monument to you. It is really enviable, envious and hateful!"

"Envy, jealousy, hatred, heaven, or me?" Liu Lang asked.

"What do you think?" Demon Lord night dumbfounded smile, laugh at Liu Lang's over capacity.

Liu Lang was embarrassed.

It is obvious that the night of demon lord and Wutian are the genius of the same era.

"I'm curious. Who are you, apprentice? Son? This tablet is a first-class holy instrument in the starry world. Even if there is no need for it, it can't be easily given to people. "

The Demon Lord looked up and down at Liu Lang at night.

I hope to find some shadowless shadows from Liu Lang, but unfortunately, there is no connection between the two except for the stele in Liu Lang's hand.

"Forget that you've been easy to bear." For a long time, the demon lord patted his head in the night, just like waking up in a dream.

Liu Lang is not like this in the land of demons.

Watching the demon lord talking to himself in the night, Liu Lang frowned tightly, and his words were silent.

Standing in front of the demon lord's night, he had a feeling that he had been stripped away. In the eyes of the demon lord night, it seemed that he was not a secret at all.

Even now, the night of demon lord is just a cultivator of Qi refining realm.

"You have a sacred instrument in your hand. Even if you are temporarily trapped in this small land of Chengtian, you will have a bright future. Why can't you go with me?" The demon lord pondered and asked, "is there anything difficult to say? Was it calculated by my villain? "

"My day, can this guy read his mind?"

Liu Lang has a black face.

"I guess so." Observing the change of Liu Lang's expression, the Demon Lord said with a smile at night: "I said, how can a hundred Li torch release you? He is not a kind person."

"Even if bailijiao is not a good person, it is better than you. At least, he will not take the lives of hundreds of millions of people to achieve himself. "

Liu Lang said in a cold voice.

"When I say this, I doubt if the tablet you hold was picked up by the roadside." The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment and laughed.

"Why?" Liu Lang is puzzled.

"Didn't Tiantian tell you about his brilliant deeds in those years?" At that time, he shook his head in the hand of a hundred million people, and he shook his head? Compared with no heaven, I only take a few small worlds, which is already very kind. "

"This..."

Liu Lang choked and couldn't say a word.

It is true that there is exaggeration in the words of the night of the Demon Lord. However, a million years ago, the three continents were fragmented, but they were really made by the hand of no heaven.

"Boy, your level is still too low. When you get to our level, you will understand that some people are born to die. Whether you kill them or not, they will die."

The Demon Lord could not help but enlighten Liu Lang, "in this starry sky, only by constantly becoming stronger can we determine our own destiny. The life and death of the weak depends on the mood of the strong. "

Liu Lang is silent.

He admitted that there was some truth in the night.

Sometimes, if a person wants to change the world, the first thing to change is himself. However, Liu Lang, like the devil's night, regards life as grass root. Liu Lang can't, at least, can't do it now.

"I know you can't listen, but you're still young. You have time to think about it. It's up to you to decide whether you want to be a heaven less or a hundred mile torch."

After the night of the demon lord finished, he turned back and walked toward the Qingyang peak.

"So you go Liu Lang, carrying Wutian Shengbei, asked in a deep voice.

"Otherwise?" The Demon Lord turned back at night and said with a faint smile: "your expression tells me that you will certainly not open the battle of demons and let me absorb the innumerable essence inside. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to find another tribe. Don't worry, this time, I'll be far away from you, so that you can't see and feel upset."

"Why is it necessary?" Liu Lang asked.

"Because fast

The demon lord night naturally said: "no day should be the divine kingdom? But I've wasted a million years of time in Chengtian mainland. If I don't want some shortcuts, I won't be able to catch up with them in my life. "

"You're afraid of the sky, aren't you?"

Liu Lang takes a step forward.

The demon lord's face was stiff at night.

"So you just killed me, but you didn't kill me." Liu Lang continued."Whatever you think!"

Lord night does not argue.

Chengtian mainland is very big, and there are many people. Can't he afford to avoid it? Liu Lang is always unable to follow his ass and arrange a magic sealing array. As long as he gets it once, the gap between their accomplishments will be widened rapidly.

It will be a different scene.

Seeing the demon lord go farther and farther in the night, Liu Lang wants to catch up with him several times.

But in the end, I put up with it.

He always felt that with the power of the sacred vessels, it was easy to win the night of the Lord of Lords. However, facts have proved that the night of the Lord of Lords is far more powerful than what he imagined. What's more, no matter what the reason, the night is always merciful.

It's not appropriate to bite and hold on.

Soon, the shadow of the demon lord night disappeared.

Although, such a result is not satisfactory, but reluctantly acceptable, at least, zuoqiu tribe is OK, Liu Lang's nervous tension for a long time, slowly relaxed.

But the next moment, his ear suddenly sounded the voice of the demon lord night.

"The hundred mile torch should have left something in your body? Don't be afraid. You have a sacred instrument. In this small world, nothing can be solved by the holy instrument. "

Liu Lang was suddenly startled and looked around. However, he only heard his voice but did not see him.

There is no doubt that this is a kind of transmission technique. The night of the Demon Lord is thousands of miles away.

"There's nothing that can't be solved by the sacred instrument..." Liu Lang's eyes twinkled as he chewed the words left by the demon lord night.

The reason why he was against the night of Lord demon was that he could not bear to see the killing of innocent people. Besides, he was afraid of the twelve golden threads in his body. Although he could not feel any difference, it was a time bomb after all.

If we can really rely on the sacred vessels and take out the gold thread, we will not have so many obstacles in the future.

"Brave man!"

"Brave man!"

Liu Lang was thinking. There were shouts from the bottom of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, a group of zuoqiu tribal monks headed by Zuo Qiuyan appeared in front of him.