How did I Become Emperor?

In an instant, that creepy, cold feeling flooded my heart.

Lu Gan felt only a strong resentment, rushed out of the blood word, turned into a sea of ​​corpses, and drowned himself in the blink of an eye.

Hate Hate Hate Hate!

Endless grievances of hatred rushed to the sky.

At this moment, Lu Gan's eyebrows shook, a burst of awe-inspiring anger burst out, shielding the whole body, and the coldness of the whole body immediately dissipated.

Suddenly in the heart.

The person beside Zhu Qingtang, who was immortal, was actually affected, showing the strong hatred.

At this moment, Zhu Qingtang, Yun Luo, and Lu Gan looked at each other, their expressions were slightly dignified.

"Where is she?"

Zhu Qingtang grabbed a small hand, took the yellow pages in his hand, and murmured.

Lu Gan looked over and looked closely, and found that the four blood characters seemed to be written down one by one by someone holding a brush.

With uncommonly strong resentment, unwilling.

On the pages of the yellowed book, there are still blood spots, and the scattered splashes are like blood and tears from the person writing.

"It's strange, there is no trace of essence in this blood stain, and the will remains, not like human blood stains."

Zhu Qingtang gave birth to a finger, gently rubbing the four blood words.

After hearing this, Lu Qian looked awkward.

Is it really a ghost?

Ten thousand years ago, the elder brother's soul was wandering in the holy land of Darrow?

Where is she, who is she and where is it?

Many questions arose in Lu Gan's heart.

At that moment, the pages of the yellow book turned into black smoke, rising up, fading away in the air, and disappeared.

"Ok?"

Zhu Qingtang was a little stunned, and said in surprise: "According to a hatred, this piece of paper has existed for thousands of years? Is it really the brother who left it?"

Between words, she raised her right hand and reached into the hole in the space that had just been broken.

With one hand, he pulled out a colorful stone with large pebbles.

"Gone."

Zhu Qingtang pulled out a few more times, withdrew his small hand, his eyes fell on the colorful stones, frowning, as if thinking of what it was.

Lu Ganding took a look, and saw that the colorful stones were very smooth, exuding a faint colorful light, and also revealing a very comfortable and hydrated breath.

"what is this?"

Yun Luo asked beside him.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Zhu Qingtang bit his finger and looked at the colorful stones carefully, his eyes full of curiosity.

The treasure that can be cherished by the master should not be a small one, and it is by no means idle. How can I not feel anything unusual?

At this time, Lu Gan secretly opened a treasure scan.

"Ding, you found the artifact, the Yellow Emperor."

Yellow Emperor Stone: The Yellow Emperor takes the Stone of the Heaven, the Stone of the Resting Land, the Stone of the Taiyin, the Stone of the Sun, and the Four Stones into one.

Lu Gan's eyes lit up.

This is on-hook spring water!

With this thing, he will urge the Fa phase to be carefree.

It is the power of the soul that urges the phase to consume. This thing can only be recovered through the Elixir. The mystery is slowly restored. Even if Lu Gan ’s soul soul refining soul refining, it will take half an hour to restore some soul power.

Yuan Clam is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of soul power.

In those two wars just now, if he didn't take action, if he only used Yun Xiaozi relatively, he would probably kill Yun Xiaozi, and the power of his soul would be almost exhausted.

However, Huang Dishi held it in his hand, and he no longer had to worry about the power of the soul being restored.

The only curious thing is, is this Yellow Emperor, the imperial concubine of the Three Thousand Concubines, the Emperor of the Emperor Fei Xian?

"Hey, can it restore soul power? Can it also restore physical strength, gang qi?"

At this time, Zhu Qingtang's black eyes flicked suddenly, and the yellow emperor Shi Zi disappeared into his body.

She also noticed the magic of Huang Di Shi.

"No wonder thousands of years ago, that master brother practiced King Kong vigorously, his finger was broken countless times, but he recovered quickly."

Zhu Qingtang's blown small face flashed with enlightenment.

Then, Lu Dudu's little hand shot to Lu Gan's hand: "Hee hee, smash it, this thing is for you! You won't be afraid anymore in case of danger!"

"Such a wonderful treasure, don't you have to discuss it with a few elders?"

Lu Gan stared at Huang Di Shi, who was exuding the warmth in his hand, and he felt stunned.

"Smash it, you are now Brother Da Luo Shengdi! You have found this piece of Yellow Emperor Stone and brought it to you, isn't it justified?"

Zhu Qingtang held his fist and hummed: "Who dares to grab your stone, the mother punches him two punches and sends him directly to see the king!"

Lu Gan heard the words and felt warm in his heart. He touched Zhu Qingtang's bun head.

This recognized mother is even closer than her mother!

But then again, what happened to the four blood characters just now? It always makes people feel hairy and uneasy.

Zhu Qingtang was touched by Lu Gan's head, his eyes squinted comfortably into a crescent moon, and he smiled with a smile: "Don't worry, my mother is going to find the elder now."

After that, he rubbed Lu Gan's hand with his head again, and disappeared with a snap.

In the cave, there are Lu Gan, Yun Luo, and a group of demon-scale pigs who want to come close, but dare not.

"Lu Gan, when will we return to Dagan?"

Yun Luo You sighed and asked.

This month, she helped Yu Zhiqiu and almost built the prototype of Fuyu Palace.

It's almost time to go home.

Lu Ganpan played Huang Di Shi and smiled: "When the Daxian Fair will end, let's go back!"

"This is good."

Yun Luo said with a smile: "I thought you were staying in this daughter's country, surrounded by beauty, and not thinking about Shu."

Lu Gan's expression was correct, and Yizheng said: "Yun Luo, this is how you look down on yourself! Is there any woman more beautiful than you in this great Luo Holy Land? Look down on yourself like this! "

"Pooh!"

Yun Luo heard the words, and suddenly smiled, with a variety of styles, and that beautiful mole was full of seductive charm.

Subsequently, she smiled and asked: "That fox tribe, Bai Su, do you know her?"

Is this woman's intuition? Scared!

Shocked in Lu Gan's heart, he immediately shook his head and denied: "This Bai Su came from a distance from the fairy valley, how can I know her?"

"Is it?"

Yun Luo smiled meaningfully: "How do I feel she wants to get into your arms?"

"Have you? You read it wrong."

Lu Gan chose to act silly.

"Alas, the man's mouth."

Yun Luo saw this, his heart sighed, but did not continue to find the root.

...

Late at night, the moonlight is like water.

The Holy Land of Darrow has not quieted down yet, and it is still more lively, as if it is preparing for the Daxian Fair of tomorrow.

Jin Guangfeng, in the bamboo building.

Fu Jian stood quietly in the secret room, without practice, with a gloomy cold light in his eyes.

There is a hint of hatred.

"Lu Changshou!"

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and squeezed three words out of his teeth.

On this night, Lu Gan broke through the half-step martial arts, suppressed Fengsan in the fairy fairy valley, and beheaded Yun Xiaozi, one of the ten true stories of Taizhang Mozong.

I do n’t know how many disciples were excited, admired, and admired Lu Gan.

His chief disciple, a talented alchemist, was once brilliant, but after Lu Gan appeared, he immediately became uninterested.

The Yunluo ignored his love, but in the blink of an eye he was thrown into Lu Gan's arms and lived together.

This made the hate and jealousy in the heart grow stronger, as if to burn him to ashes.

The killing intentions circulated around the body condensed into substance.

"Why, who do you want to kill?"

At this time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The shadow in the corner wriggled like water, rising up and forming a figure, and the hoarse voice was conveyed from inside.

"Meet the Lord!"

Fu Jian looked startled and immediately bowed down on one knee.

"Tomorrow, according to the plan, there must be no mistake!" The shadowy figure coldly ordered.

"Yes!"

Fu Jian immediately took his lead.

After a while, the dark shadows spread out and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Only Fu Jian was kneeling on the ground, and the glow of Ye Mingzhu shone on his half of his face, reflecting his coldness and resentment, as if possessed by Li Gui:

"Lu Changshou, and the disciples of Daluo Holy Land, tomorrow, I want to let you back in blood! And Yunluo, you are mine! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

The voice was a bit maddening and grim.