Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 411

For this selfish guy, Wang Yu kindly pointed it out.

Don't get me wrong, the word pointing means literally, pointing it with a finger, annihilated its flesh and blood.

It is your business not to seek longevity. Seeing that there is no way to survive, you run to Wang Yu to ask for your name. You really think he has no temper.

People from harm?

It's true to make a good name for yourself.

Wang Yu, who didn't know the follow-up development of the Shrouding World, didn't know that he killed a future quasi-immortal emperor with a random finger, and helped the future generations a lot out of thin air.

That is to say, Changhe was detained by Huangtian Emperor Shi Hao during the time that covered the world, and no external forces could be allowed to intervene. Otherwise, the current Wang Yu might not be able to kill the ancient silkworm emperor casually.

As for whether killing a living emperor will cause panic in the world and make the supreme royal family hate.

Wang Yu can only say that you think too much. In the past, he dared to kill the Stone Emperor under endless pressure before he became enlightened, let alone now.

As for the god silkworm clan behind the god silkworm ancient emperor, it is enough for the gods to kill them.

Among the three dog legs under the sect, the most murderous gods are best at such things as cutting grass and roots.

As for the princess of the Shencan Clan who was very familiar with Ye Fan and the others in the future, the second child of the Dou Zhan Sheng Ape Clan who was related to her by marriage did not even have a shadow at that time, so if she was killed, she would be killed.

After going out for a hundred years, the tired Wang Yu finally chose to go back home.

His seventh life span still has 3 to [-] years to come to an end, wandering around the universe would be better than going back to his old nest.

Thoughts together, time and space go backwards.

In a ten-thousandth of an instant, Wang Yu's figure came to the front of the trapped formation outside the dojo.

Wang Yu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the golden-haired monkey head standing on the outskirts of the trapped formation.

Why did Prince Douzhan Sheng's father come to him?

Since he killed Queen Shencangu, although the emperors of later generations would come to visit as usual after proving the Tao and proclaiming themselves emperor, they were all cautious for fear of being murdered by him.

The monkey head's attitude at the beginning is the same as that of the Dapeng Emperor and the Guangming Emperor?

Although he was a bit puzzled, Wang Yu didn't ask directly. He was a guest when he came to the door, whether he was a hospitable guest or a disliked guest, it was the most basic etiquette to welcome him into his home.

Stretching out his hand to stop the Holy Emperor Dou Zhan who was about to go forward to worship, Wang Yu waved his right hand, and the sun and the moon turned and shifted in the void. In the Blackstone Hall.

"There is a saying that if you don't have anything to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. You monkey head came here today and you must have something important. Let's talk about it."

If an ordinary person spoke to Dou Zhan Shenghuang in Wang Yu's tone, the monkey head with a burst personality would have pulled out the fairy iron rod and hit him hard.

But when the speaker was Wang Yu, the war-loving monkey head immediately lost his mind.

He has confidence in himself, even if a real immortal comes into the world, he can use the iron stick in his hand to defeat immortals retrogradely, but in front of Wang Yu who has stood for hundreds of thousands of years, his confidence is not so sufficient .

There are dozens of emperors in ancient times, but there is only one existence like a human emperor.

"Senior's quick words are admirable. According to my calculations, the road to immortality will open in about 1000 years. This emperor is here to invite seniors to explore the road to immortality."

Facing Wang Yudou Zhan Shenghuang, whose eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, he directly expressed his intention.

"The road to immortality? Heck, little monkey, are you sure your calculations are correct? The road opened after 1000 years can make one or two people become immortals!"

Faced with Wang Yu's merciless sneer, Douzhan Shenghuang frowned, the Human Sovereign could live for hundreds of thousands of years without fail.

It seems that he is very pessimistic about the road to immortality that will be opened after 1000 years?Could it be that this road is a wrong road?
Seeing that Emperor Dou Zhan was confused, Wang Yu didn't hide his secrets: "I know the road to immortality you mentioned. It's fake. It's a cover used by the bird boy of the Immortal Emperor to harvest leeks."

Hearing that Wang Yu mentioned the Immortal Emperor, and that the description of the Immortal Emperor was also mixed with such outrageous remarks as harvesting leeks, Dou Zhan Shenghuang's heart tightened suddenly.

The life experience of the Human Emperor has been spread throughout the universe over the years. It is also a true historical fact that the Immortal Emperor once jumped out to block the way when the Human Emperor reincarnated the third life.

Could it be that the Immortal Emperor is really still alive in the world like the Human Emperor?

Wang Yu didn't know about the rich inner activities in the heart of the Dou Zhan Shenghuang, nor was he interested in knowing. There were not many things in this world worthy of his energy.

The monkey head of Dou Zhan Shenghuang is definitely not included.

Wang Yu knows very well about the road to immortality that will be opened in 1000 years.

Even when the road to immortality first appeared and fluctuated, Wang Yu tore apart the wall of the world and visited it.

As confirmed by Wang Yu himself, this so-called road to immortality is a scam, and the black hand behind the scenes should be his old rival, the Immortal Emperor.

This guy ran into obstacles just like Wang Yu on the way of reversing the ninth life to prove the red dust fairy. He was either stuck in the eighth world or blocked in front of the ninth world.

Unlike Wang Yu, who couldn't find a way forward and could only endure hardships, the Immortal Emperor, who was born in the Phoenix family, had racial skills to be reborn from the ashes.

Of course, this kind of extreme racial magic is not without cost.

Either consume the source of the immortal emperor's own savings to achieve a great nirvana, or use the blood and bones of the emperor's supremes to ignite their supreme dao fruit to supply the immortal flame.

With the two choices, individuals will choose to sacrifice those emperors who have little to do with them.

Squeezing his throat, Dou Zhan Shenghuang's voice was a little hoarse: "Senior, what you said just now was really a joke?"

"Who do you think you are, the old man is not interested in teasing you."

Although he was choked by Wang Yu's sharp and merciless reply, after comparing the size of each other's fists, in the eyes of the world, Dou Zhan Sheng Huang chose to ignore what Ren Huang said just now.

"I am studying history, and I have seen that you, senior, seem to have a feud with the Immortal Emperor? I don't know if it is true or not?"

"You didn't read this history book in vain. The old man does have a big enmity with the bird boy of the Immortal Emperor. If it is possible, the old man doesn't mind twisting the head of the bird boy.

It's a pity that the tricks of that old bird were not given in vain. The old man scraped all over the fake fairy road but never found his real body! "

"Since the senior knows that the road to immortality is fake, and there is no way to use it to find the traces of the Immortal Emperor, why not overthrow the false path, but sit and watch the undead Emperor's plot to harvest life?"

It was a matter of life and death, and the tone of Saint Emperor Dou Zhan was a little dignified.

"Little monkey, are you questioning how I do things? Or do you want to teach me how to do things? The Immortal Emperor is not a good bird. Are the masters of the restricted area he is going to hunt good birds?

In the eyes of the old man, they are not good things, they will die when they die.If it weren't for the blood that entangles the creatures of the world in the hands of those guys lingering in the restricted area of ​​life, the old man would have lit them to watch the fireworks. "

(End of this chapter)