The Temple of Heavenly Temple is divided into the inner temple and the outer hall, and the place where the six people of Shen Lang were located is the outer hall of the Tianzhu Xian Temple.

The six people of Shenlang 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, the six people of Shenlang raised a lot of emotions. They can imagine how brilliant it would be when the Tianzhu Xiandian 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 like a change, 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.

Shenlang brows slightly wrinkled, stepping to the edge of the palm print, carefully watched.

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

After using this palm, Shen Lang sighed with a deep sigh of relief: "The person who plays this palm should be very strong, at least stronger than me."

However, if Shen Lang’s words, no one answered, but everyone was watching the waves in horror. They didn’t know who was printing the print, but the strength of Shen Lang’s performance 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 Shenlang's side. The Shenlang momentum spread and helped 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?"

When Shen Lang heard Yuan Zhenyang's words, he was shocked and almost couldn't help but raise his killing intentions. Because he turned over the sky, he knew too much. Turning the sky is the way he used to explain the immortals and his sons.

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 Shen Sheng, "You continue to say."

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."

"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 of the ancestors, 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, and Shen Lang did not speak. Li Zong was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. “Is this strong, really ever seen in the world?”

Yuan Zhenyang saw Li Zong knowing about Shen Lang and not ignoring him. He was a little bit of a dignified look: "It is true that this is a record of the Taikoo period that I got by chance. It should be done without a fake." ”

At this time, the emperor frowned and looked at Yuan Zhenyang. "The five senses, you mentioned this person for no reason. Is this the palm print that you said in your mouth?"

Yuan Zhenyang said, "Yes, I 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 strangely at Shen Lang, and doubts: "The emperor, just now you have also played a palm, 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 has now completely confirmed one thing. The mysterious yellow universe of his past life must be related to the world.

Yuan Zhenyang knows that Shen Lang definitely knows something, but Shen Lang does not say that he does not dare to ask, although Shen Lang’s murder has not been revealed, but Yuan Zhenyang has raised a sense of crisis in an instant~www. Mtlnovel.com~ Just when Yuan Zhenyang was still ready to continue to talk about Guangchengzi, suddenly the darkness behind Yuanzhengyang rushed out of a dark shadow. The shadow was as fast as lightning, and it came to Yuanzhen in the blink of an eye. Behind the sun, 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 the land of Xianwu, and its strength is far less than that of the previous life. At this moment, a bitter chill is rising behind him, and the feeling of death suddenly comes to his mind.

"Humph!"

Just when Yuan Zhenyang was about to be killed by the black shadow, a cold snoring sounded, and the black shadow was in this cold sound, and the figure was slightly stunned. In this moment, the palm of the hand is like The meteorite is generally, firmly grasping the black shadow of the wrist like a dead wood.

"I have already discovered you, and I dare to shoot in front of me and look for death."

When Shen Lang made a slight effort, the figure was still flying out. Just as the shadow was thrown away, a sly sword light illuminates the entire Tianzhu Xiandian, and the emperor shot, when the sound of Shen Lang fell. The emperor has already shot, and the sword that he has smashed out is just above the trajectory of the dark waves.

"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 were shrouded in golden light, and a white smoke rose from the body, but the expression was awkward, but between the vaguely, it was a man’s face.

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 was in shape, punched out, and the power was majestic. The entire Tianzhu Temple was slightly trembled, and the world’s boxing power was used to suppress the universe.