The Heaven’s Jailer

"But, he himself said, he is the Lord of Sacred Artifacts!" Liu Lang retorted subconsciously.

"Young man, you are too innocent, he said, just believe it? I really doubt how I fell into your hands in the first place!" Zhao Wude said angrily. If he knew that Liu Lang was so easy to believe in people, he should have made up some tragic stories in the first place, and he would not have stayed in the monument of Wutian for so long.

"So, I was fooled?" Liu Lang muttered to himself.

"Sure!"

Zhao Wude continued: "You yourself are the Lord of the Sacred Artifacts. You should understand that even if the Sacred Artifacts are damaged, as long as the world in the Artifact is still there, the Lord of the Sacred Artifacts will still be the ruler of the world. Do you think it is reasonable to control the monster world?"

"It's a bit unreasonable." Hearing what Zhao Wude said, Liu Lang finally remembered.

On the surface, the Lord of the Altar is too strong to be added, but after several contacts, the Lord of the Altar either uses the force of the formation or the imprisoned Tianzun strong, even if it is true that he has not recovered from the serious injury, but His one-acre three-quarters of land, dealing with a golden immortal, does it take so much time and effort?

However, all of the above are speculations, and it is hard to say whether this is the case.

"Old Zhao, I think we should be more cautious." Liu Lang thought for a while and said to Zhao Wude.

"Be cautious, JJ, you have to be afraid, I will send you away first, anyway, I won't leave." Zhao Wude curled his lips and said in a deep voice.

The reason for being so resolute is that on the one hand, it is because of his confidence in himself, on the other hand, or because a large group of Yaozu people are waiting outside and can't hold the altar. How can he have the face to go back?

"It’s as if I’m so courageous, I’m not going anymore!" To be honest, Liu Lang was captured just now, to a large extent, it was caused by carelessness. Write.

Now that there is Zhao Wude town, he wants to see what hole cards the Lord of the Altar has. Anyway, when the sky is falling, there is a tall Zhao Wude carrying it first.

"It's still like what a man said." Zhao Wude nodded in satisfaction.

Although Liu Lang’s strength is not worth mentioning in Zhao Wude’s eyes, the Heavenless Sacred Stele in Liu Lang's hands is a genuine sacred artifact. It can still come in handy at critical moments. Therefore, Liu Lang fights side by side. Zhao Wude is also a lot of peace of mind.

After preparing for the battle to the end, Liu Lang and Zhao Wude stood ready.

But after waiting for a long time, the master of the altar's big move did not appear.

"That fellow won't run away?" Liu Lang asked Zhao Wude suspiciously.

"It's possible." Zhao Wude said pretentiously: "You haven't been outside the territory, and you don't know the weight of the three words Tianji clan. I guess that grandson has retired in spite of difficulties."

"I will retire your uncle!"

As soon as Zhao Wude's voice fell, the angry voice of the lord of the altar came from all directions.

"I wipe it, it's still there!"

Zhao Wude laughed and said, "Since it is still there, come out and make gestures!"

"You let me out, I'll come out? If you have the ability to find me, let's talk about it!" The altar master said with a cold snort.

"This is scary." Zhao Wude turned to Liu Lang, sighed, and said.

"I'm afraid. When I'm afraid, I don't dare to show up." I have known Zhao Wude for so long, and it is considered a kind of heart. Liu Lang immediately cooperated, and the two sang and made a match, almost driving the altar master crazy.

However, the lord of the altar, also the lord who has experienced many battles, quickly calmed down.

"Zhao Wude, your father and I are still friends, but if you really count them, they are your elders. Why do you bother?"

It's hard to do, the lord of the altar, simply played the emotional card, really made him jealous, in fact, only Zhao Wude was the only one. As long as Zhao Wude was done, his plan could continue.

"If you don't tell me, I forgot."

Zhao Wude patted his forehead, propped his chin, and said, "Quickly tell me, how did my father teach you back then?"

"you……"

The lord of the altar suddenly found that Zhao Wude was much more difficult to deal with than Liu Lang, and he really couldn't get in.

"Well, I'll give you two paths." When the Lord of the Altar's anger rose again, Zhao Wude poured oil on the fire: "The first way, honestly let the altar out, I will let you make a living , If you really have nothing to do, I can also arrange a cleaning job for you, to clean the altar, to ensure that you will not be hungry, the second way, I will kill you, and then the altar is mine. You Choose for yourself!"

"I choose your sister!"

With the lord of the altar, the voice of anger, and the light arrows condensed by the formation, they shot at Zhao Wude and Liu Lang quickly. From the perspective of the momentum, every light arrow has the power to kill the heavenly sovereign.

Liu Lang flicked the Wutian Sacred Stele and wanted to turn the Wutian Sacred Stele into a shield.

Although the Heavenless Sacred Stele is not a complete sacred artifact, it is not a problem to resist this level of light arrows.

"No need." But Zhao Wude stretched out his hand and pressed Liu Lang's arm. The next moment, Zhao Wude's other hand freely waved in the air, and the light arrows that had already arrived in front of him immediately exploded.

Last time, when Zhao Wude shot, Liu Lang could still see Zhao Wude's tactics. But this time, Liu Lang didn't even see the shadow of the formation, but Liu Lang was sure that the broken arrows were caused by the formation.

"Lao Zhao, I really have to ask you for advice when I have time."

Liu Lang always felt that his Array Dao attainments, even if he did not reach the Heavenly Rank, were about the same, so he had not put too much energy on the Array Dao.

However, today, seeing Zhao Wude's performance, Liu Lang suddenly realized that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, even if he really reached the heavenly rank, he was still far behind Zhao Wude.

If it is an ordinary person, seeing this huge gap, it is estimated that they will give up immediately.

But Liu Lang is different. In Liu Lang's view, the greater the gap, the greater the room for his future progress.

"Knock me, call the teacher, ask for advice whenever you want, even if I tell you now, it's okay." Zhao Wude turned to Liu Lang and said with a smile.

"The span is too big, you allow me to think about it." Liu Lang swallowed and murmured.

It’s absolutely no problem for Zhao Wude to be his master by just talking about his skills. However, Liu Lang is really called Teacher Zhao Wude. Liu Lang really can’t say it. After all, he used to be high above him, and he suddenly exchanged identities. Nor adapt.

"I shouldn't have saved you just now." Zhao Wude said in a bad mood.

He went to great lengths to accept the demon as a disciple, because Liu Lang did not let go, otherwise, Liu Lang would be the first choice.

I thought that after this catastrophe, Liu Lang could loosen up, but he did not expect that Liu Lang would still be of that virtue.