Shen Lang was originally coming to the Baiming clan to find the Black Nether Armored Spirit. (. Have.)? (.Thought.)? (.Book.)? (.Academic.)

Unexpectedly, I discovered that the White Tiger Clan and the White Nether Clan were together!

Moreover, the White Tiger Clan leader who appeared turned out to be a great emperor!

Whether it is the White Nether Clan or the White Tiger Clan, they are all mysterious and strange, and it is hard to distinguish between good and evil.

Unsure of the situation of being against us, Shen Lang dared not reveal his identity as the Lord of the Temple of War.

The White Tiger Clan leader Mo Chen was silent for a moment, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The arrival of the son of fate, Mo Chen is missing the welcome!"

Shen Lang was stunned: "Senior also knows the son of fate?"

Mo Chen nodded slightly and said, "The White Tiger Clan suddenly disappeared and disappeared from the world's vision, all because the Pangu God Clan visited tens of thousands of years ago."

"We not only know the son of fate, but also have been waiting for your arrival for so many years!"

At this time, the eight powerful White Nether Clans who were united with the incarnation of the Heavenly Ghost also returned to their original appearance.

The eight old guys with white hair and hair were originally in a bad expression. After hearing Mo Chen point out Shen Lang's identity as "Son of Destiny", their faces finally improved a little. They walked to Mo Chen and nodded at Shen Lang.

"So that's it!" Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the Pangu Gods arranged all this, the things to do next will be much easier.

Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to subdue the spirit of the weapon.

Not to mention that there is also a White Tiger Clan emperor here!

Shen Lang said straight in one fell swoop: "Since you seniors had contact with the Pangu Gods many years ago, the kid opened the skylight and said something bright."

"Nine stars are connected, the ultimate yin energy emerges, and the evil god Blood Ancestor is about to be born; after the Blood Ancestor, there is an ultimate fear that wants to take billions of small worlds into something in his pocket. The boy hopes that the White Nether Clan and the White Tiger Clan can be born, and together with all forces, exorcising evil spirits and demons."

"I wonder what you seniors mean?"

Mo Chen and the old guys of the White Nether Clan looked at each other, and then said with a slight slight voice: "It is not difficult to be born in the White Nether Clan, the Black Nether Clan and the White Tiger Clan."

"We have been hiding in this place for tens of millions of years, for that day."

"However, we still need to finalize your identity."

Shen Lang frowned slightly and said, "I also learned the identity of the 'Son of Destiny' from the Eternal Tree, and I don't know much until now."

"If I ask me to prove the identity of this 'Son of Destiny', I'm afraid I'll be disappointed."

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "No, it's not the identity of the son of fate, but your other identity, what does it have to do with the Temple of War? Where did the Black Ming sealed Thunder Armor on your body come from?"

Shen Lang paused, and the emperor's artistic conception was released in a mighty way: "The black armor comes from the Demon God Palace, the Nine Heavens Demon Luo Bird Wind Grandma, and my true identity is the Lord of the Zhongzhou War Temple, the Nine Heavens War Emperor!"

The emperor's artistic conception and fighting spirit swept the whole audience!

This level of artistic conception does not pose any threat to the strong men of the Bai Ming clan and Mo Chen.

However, this emperor's artistic conception is extremely recognizable and difficult for non-imperials to possess.

Even if you achieve a great emperor, you may not be able to have this imperial artistic conception.

At this time, the emperor's artistic conception on Shen Lang's body spread out, and a breath of dominating the world and being the only one in his power changed Shen Lang's temperament!

Mo Chen and the eight elders of the Baiming clan looked at each other and laughed in unison: "Hahahaha, that's true!"

"Pangu Gods, I will never deceive me!"

Mo Chen swung his sleeves, and the terrifying drowning directly below immediately separated to both sides, revealing a winding downward staircase.

"Your Majesty the War Emperor, please!"

Shen Lang was not artificial, nodded slightly, immediately went down the stairs, and fell to the depths of the ground.

Mo Chen and the eight elders of the Bai Ming clan followed closely and went underground one by one.

Then, drowning came to an end and everything returned to peace.

In the void, the demon shadow stuck in the six-pointed star array muttered a few words, rolled his eyes, sank into the void, and disappeared without a trace.

Three hours later

An indescribable evil aura suddenly surged out from the depths of the ground.

Like waves, sweeping out in all directions!

The area within a radius of 100,000 miles was suddenly shrouded in this way.

In this area, no matter how powerful the monsters or monsters are, they are all crawling on the ground, trembling!

It was as if a demon who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up at this moment!

About 80,000 miles away from the entrance of the Baiming Clan, eight figures in black robes soared into the air and looked in surprise, joy and strangely.

"The God of Nether has already merged into one of the Black Ming sealed thunder armor! He is here!"

"I waited for tens of millions of years, and finally waited for it."

"The prophecy of the God of the Underworld and the prophecy of the Pangu tribe are being realized one after another."

"It's time for us, Black Nether Clan, to be born!"

"Let's go, go to the Baiming clan and meet this legendary 'Son of Destiny'!"

Eight black shadows took a step forward, directly penetrated the void, and disappeared on the spot.

Taotie Mansion, Left Envoy Hall.

Shen Lang's figure appeared on the throne out of thin air.

"The black armor spirit has merged into one with the black armor, and the essence and blood of the divine beast White Tiger has also been obtained, OK!"

Shen Lang's eyes bloomed like a demon or a god.

"The God of the Underworld and the Black Nether Armor are actually from the spiritual world that is one of the six realms? Is the God of the Underworld really a demon god?"

"Why did the demon god under the Spirit Lord, the Lord of the Spirit World, break into this small world? Is it for the sake of the Heavenly Book?"

"This God of Nether seems stupid, but is actually cunning and treacherous. His words are three parts real and seven parts virtual. It seems that there are still many things that are deliberately concealed from me."

Shen Lang's eyes flashed twice, and suddenly felt something. His face immediately darkened and he looked at the entrance of the hall.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several guards from the Left Envoy Hall were kicked over and were thrown in in a mess.

A figure wearing silver armor was arrogant and domineering, and slowly walked in.

The heavy armor could not cover her slim figure, her black hair danced lightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes seemed to be covered in mist, and her red lips and jade teeth were flashing with crystal luster

It is Baili Bing, the right envoy of Zhuque Mansion!

Baili Bing slanted his eyes, glared at Shen Lang coldly, and the words came out of his mouth: "An ungrateful thing!"

She seemed to have taken this sentence as a catchphrase.

Shen Lang looked at Baili Bing indifferently without saying anything.

Baili Bing's eyes were like swords and said with hatred: "Let's go!"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "Where are you going?"

Baili Bing was furious: "Go to the Western Wilderness Zhuque Mansion!"

"Miss is waiting to see you!"

It was the third day that the Black Dragon Demon Lord convened the "bandit meeting". The masters of the major demon generals had returned to their respective fields and were mobilizing their troops. Let me go to the dark gate of the Western Wilderness.

The people from Taotie Mansion are also busy.

Shen Lang slowly stood up and walked towards the door.

When he arrived at the door, he glanced at the guard who was kicked to the ground by Baili Bing and said, "Go and tell Lord Taotie, I will go to the Western Huang Zhuque Mansion to see Dingdang first, and then I will go to the Dark Gate to meet him."

The guard struggled to get up from the ground and said respectfully: "Yes!"

Outside the left envoy's hall, three chariots burning with the Vermilion Bird's Divine Fire were lined up.

The entire void seemed to be burned

Whether it was the people from Taotie Mansion or the remaining people from other demon generals, they all hid far away and dared not get close.

On the chariot in the middle, the curtain was lifted open, and Lan Mengling turned her head slightly as she watched Shen Lang walk out step by step, without blinking.

Shen Lang didn't look at Lan Mengling from beginning to end and walked straight to the last chariot.

Taotie in the distance shook his head and couldn't help singing: "Why can't the people we love be together? It's just that it's just that, even if I forget time, I forget you, and I can't forget the sweetness we have;"

"When you leave me alone and leave, I actually know that you are very uncomfortable. It's just that this world divides you and me, cutting off your feelings and possession."

Suddenly, Lan Mengling, in the chariot in the middle, flashed murderous intent in her eyes, and a circle of unseen areas was instantly released, covering Taotie and others!

The field of sadness!

This sad area enveloped Taotie, and Taotie's body suddenly stiffened.

Then, he cried loudly in front of a group of subordinates: "Yafeng, why did you choose Zhulong and abandon me? Why did you treat me like this?"

Not only did Taotie's emotions completely lose control, but his aura became extremely unstable!
To be continued...