Lu Heng smiled broadly, but he felt a murderous intention coming towards him.

Lu Heng, who had always been clever, felt something was wrong and immediately became serious.

It's a pity that everything is a foregone conclusion. The young man in yellow just now was determined to hand over the Heavenly Palace of Creation to Lu Heng. This can't be blamed on Lu Heng for being greedy. He originally wanted to acquire the magical power of the Five Emperors, but unexpectedly he was given one instead.

Heavenly Palace.

"I'm so angry!" The young man in yellow shirt looked up to the sky and shouted.

It was too late, it was too late for him to regret it now.

"Boy!"

The young man in yellow shirt has his beard and hair spread out and his eyes are stunning.

Lu Heng took a step forward and said, "Senior, what are your orders?"

"You've got a big deal this time. I'll give you three years. If you don't reach the level of King Wu, you can come to the Heavenly Palace and kill yourself!" the young man in yellow said angrily.

"Three years?"

A martial artist follows the King of Martial Arts?

This is too exaggerated!

Those apprentices of Motian are perverted enough. Among them, Long Xuan is in the Martial Lord realm in her early twenties, and even hopes to reach the ninth level of Martial Lord before she is thirty years old.

But it is too difficult to attack King Wu.

Three years, this is too exaggerated, enough to scare people to death.

Normally speaking, if you break through the realm from a martial artist to a martial master in three years, you are already a genius. It is rare in history. From a martial artist to a martial king?

"Isn't this impossible?" Lu Heng said.

"King Wu, how long do you want to waste? Three years is enough. As a successor of creation, if you don't even have this talent, how can you inherit the great emperor's martial tradition." The young man in yellow shirt waved his hand and said.

Obviously, this was to embarrass Lu Heng.

"Three years, three years." Lu Heng agreed.

He has no choice at the moment, he must first take advantage of all the benefits of this heavenly palace.

"Besides the magical power of the Five Emperors, what else can I get?" Lu Heng asked.

"There's nothing. Just practice on your own and don't think about escaping. There's nothing I can't do in this Tianfeng Continent," said the young man in yellow shirt.

But at this moment, Lu Heng smiled slyly and said, "It doesn't matter, you can't do anything to me, don't bluff here."

The young man in yellow shirt frowned slightly and said, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Of course I know. I have been thinking since just now that since you have sufficient autonomy over Tiangong and are so dissatisfied with me as your successor, why don't you kill me directly? Instead, you have to set a three-year period with me.

Make an appointment." Lu Heng smiled.

The young man in yellow shirt looked dull.

"If you want to kill me, you have to pay a certain price!" Lu Heng smiled slyly again.

The young man in yellow shirt had a cold expression, and murderous intent was once again blooming.

Isn’t this kid stupid? He saw through it!

In fact, the young man in yellow shirt had a promise with Emperor Good Fortune that he would do his best to assist his successor, but this guy obviously went back on his word.

But the two must have made some kind of contract before, and this guy was obviously taking advantage of the loopholes in the contract.

Moreover, now he is setting a trap for Lu Heng.

"How about you listen to what I have to say?" Lu Heng smiled confidently and looked at the young man in yellow shirt calmly.

"Say!" The young man in yellow shirt said with cold eyes.

"I promise you that you will reach the realm of the Martial King in three years, but after the same three years, you must hand over everything in the Creation Heavenly Palace to me without reservation! Of course, the most important thing is that I will return it to you.

"Freedom" Lu Hengdao.

The scene was deathly silent. Lu Heng stopped speaking. The coldness on the face of the young man in yellow did not fade away. The murderous intention was always surging.

If there is any disagreement, the possibility of killing will be wide open.

After a long time, the corners of the young man's mouth in the yellow shirt raised, revealing a smile. Looking at Lu Heng, he actually started laughing.

"Good boy, you have the guts! I believe in you. If you fail to reach King Wu in three years, you will kill yourself here!" said the young man in yellow shirt.

"Okay, a gentleman's words are hard to follow!" Lu Heng nodded and agreed!

The young man in yellow shirt looked at Lu Heng, and then his eyes changed a little.

"Since we are now in a cooperative relationship, we might as well confess some facts." Lu Heng said with a smile.

He had many conjectures in his mind and needed Huangshan Youth to confirm them.

"Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, you ask and I answer." The young man in yellow shirt said.

"You made an agreement with Emperor Good Fortune that you must assist the successor, at least at the Martial King level, right?" Lu Heng said.

"Not bad." The young man in yellow shirt nodded.

"May I ask your senior's surname?" Lu Heng asked again.

"Ying Wuji."

"Senior has some kind of agreement with Tiangong, right? Therefore, since I cannot completely control Tiangong, you cannot leave Tiangong." Tang Tian asked again.

"That's right."

Three questions were enough to clear up all Lu Heng's doubts, which proved that Lu Heng was not wrong.

"Junior Lu Heng, I have met my senior." Lu Heng raised his hands and bowed respectfully.

Ying Wuji glanced at Lu Heng, suddenly feeling that this young man was a bit pleasing to his eye. At least this kid was fairly upright and knew how to advance and retreat.

This made him like it very much.

"Senior, how many years have passed since I was here?" Lu Heng said.

"The flow of time here is different from that in the outside world. According to the ratio, only a few hours have passed outside." Ying Wuji said.

Lu Heng's heart moved, and he let out a sigh of relief. He hadn't shown up for ten years, and he was afraid that the disciples of the Demon Temple would suffer.

"Junior has something important to do, so I won't accompany you." After Lu Heng finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Wait." Ying Wuji called out to Lu Heng.

"Senior, what else can you do?" Lu Heng asked, cupping his hands.

"If you hold this quick token, you can come back at any time if you are in danger. You are too weak."

Ying Wuji's tone was indifferent and he glanced at Lu Heng with disgust.

Lu Heng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In the eyes of the other party, his own cultivation was like a speck of dust in the universe, a drop in the ocean, too insignificant to be mentioned.

However, this token is a good thing. Once in danger, you can return to the Heavenly Palace at any time.

Lu Heng took the token and recognized its owner with a drop of blood. The token disappeared and appeared in the sea of ​​his soul.

At this time, Lu Heng was surprised to find that his soul sea had turned golden, and it was several times larger than before!

It has even surpassed the Martial Master Realm! It has reached the level of Quasi-Martial King!

"this!"

"Aren't you surprised?" Ying Wuji's words came again.

"Senior, my soul sea." Lu Heng said doubtfully.

"This Heavenly Palace of Creation was not prepared for martial artists. I am a little surprised that you can accept that kind of mental training. If you put in the effort and risk your life, you will be rewarded." Ying Wuji said.

really!

Lu Heng's eyes lit up. His mental power at this moment was unprecedentedly powerful. If a martial arts master were accidentally affected by his own mental power, he would be seriously injured immediately. If combined with his Xuantian Sword, he would be able to counterattack in an instant.

kill!

"Thank you, senior, for informing me. I will say goodbye, junior."

Lu Heng dodged and disappeared into the Heavenly Palace of Creation.
Chapter completed!