The Heaven’s Jailer

The next moment, Liu Lang thought, calling out a mask of disguise.

When the mask was put on Liu Lang's face, Liu Lang's whole person changed drastically, not only his appearance, but also his aura.

"Holy Lord Peak!"

Seeing Liu Lang, suddenly turned into a drooping old man with a fairy wind and bones, and with a terrifying aura exuding all over his body, Ning Youyun instantly fell into a state of loss.

"Does Liu Lang always hide martial arts cultivation?" This was the first thought that Ning Youyun had in mind.

But then think about it, Liu Lang is already the **** of martial arts, what's the point of hiding martial arts cultivation?

Thinking in this direction, Ning Youyun instantly understood what had happened.

"Disguise, perfect disguise!"

Ning Youyun always felt that her black robe was under the starry sky, and it was hard to meet her opponents, but after watching Liu Lang's transformation, she suddenly felt that her black robe was not fragrant.

Her black robe is hidden, others are disguised, not on the same level at all.

"Does this look more shocking?"

Liu Lang asked Ning Youyun.

"Yes." Ning Youyun replied affirmatively.

"That's good."

This is the first time the disguise mask comes in handy after recharging.

Before entering the core star field, Song Shuang's blood made the disguise mask realize its first evolution.

After the first evolution, the disguise mask can basically be used by the cultivators of the late Holy Master and the late Holy Master, but it will still be noticed when the Holy Master peaks.

But later, Song Youliang, the patriarch of the Yu clan, and Fan Jia, a descendant of the Fan family, realized the second evolution of the disguise mask. The blood of the two made the disguise mask reach an unprecedented height.

It's hard to say whether the **** king can detect it, but there is definitely no flaw in the peak of the Holy Lord.

Ning Youyun's shocked expression confirmed this.

After finishing the preparations, Liu Lang no longer hesitated and jumped out of the Heavenless Sacred Stele.

"who?"

Without the cover of the Heavenless Sacred Stele, Liu Lang's figure could not be hidden. The Chigai clan chief, the Tongshuang clan chief, and Wen Xingyan's three holy masters peaked, immediately noticed the existence of Liu Lang.

Reminded by these three people, others at the scene also found Liu Lang.

With a "hula", more than 20,000 people directly surrounded Liu Lang.

Ning Youyun, who watched the live broadcast inside the Sacred Stele of Heavenless Heaven, sank.

Liu Lang sang the empty city plan, and the peak of his holy master was completely disguised. If you really want to start, it will be exposed in minutes.

"It seems that the deterrent power of the Holy Master Peak is still not enough!"

Seeing that as soon as he showed his head, he became a target of public criticism, and Liu Lang was somewhat embarrassed.

In fact, at first, he wanted to pretend to be a **** king.

However, the breath of the **** king is too high-end, and the disguise mask cannot be realized at all.

Therefore, we can only retreat and stop at the peak stage of the Holy Lord.

Just as Liu Lang was thinking about whether the disguise mask might evolve again, the people who surrounded him suddenly backed up.

The reason for the retreat was simple. When they came up, everyone didn't pay attention to Liu Lang's realm. They just came up mechanically out of instinct.

After being surrounded, everyone felt the powerful aura emanating from Liu Lang's body.

This kind of powerful aura can only be felt in the Chigai clan chief, Tongshuang clan chieftain and Wen Xingyan. Therefore, Liu Lang's realm is undoubtedly the peak of the Holy Lord.

And the higher the realm, the greater the gap between realms, and how many holy masters in the late and middle stages, dare to rush to the front as cannon fodder?

Retreat is the same instinct, the instinct to survive.

"I thought the Chigai and the same Shuang people were not afraid of death!" Seeing this situation, Liu Lang let out a sigh of relief and joked.

"who are you?"

The Chigai clan chief and the Tongshuang clan chief who also realized that Liu Lang was the pinnacle of the Holy Lord, separated the crowd and went straight to Liu Lang.

Although Wen Xingyan didn't reach Liu Lang, his eyes remained fixed on Liu Lang.

Liu Langneng called out the Chigai tribe and the Tongshuang tribe, which gave them a bad feeling.

"passer."

With the realm of the Holy Lord's pinnacle, there should also be a name for pulling wind, but, for a while, Liu Lang couldn't think of any name for pulling wind, so he didn't sign up at all.

"passer?"

The chieftain of the Chigai clan and the chieftain of the Shuang clan looked at each other, and felt that it was better not to grow out of things.

"Sorry, we misunderstood. Since we are passing by, please!" The Chi Gai clan chief, and the Frost clan chief, waved a big hand, and the two men and horses immediately gave way.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Of course Liu Lang would not leave. He waved his hand and said in a serious manner: "I like to join in the fun, what are you doing?"

While speaking, Liu Lang did not forget to glance at the black hole not far away.

The chief of the Chigai clan, along with the chief of the Shuang clan and Wen Xingyan, immediately became vigilant.

"What are we doing, shouldn't it have anything to do with your Excellency?" Wen Xingyan, who had been staying far away, couldn't hold back, and said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, but I am a person who is more curious, and I want to ask a few words if I don't understand."

Liu Lang pointed to the black hole in the distance and asked, "You don't want to go in?"

"Is there any problem?" The patriarch of the Frost clan raised his eyebrows.

Although they are both at the pinnacle of the Holy Lord, there is a difference between superior and inferior, but in a three-on-one situation, their odds of winning are still great.

Of course, that is the last option.

"There is no problem, but my instinct tells me that the black hole is very dangerous. If you enter it rashly, I'm afraid there will be a disaster of blood and light." Liu Lang said seriously.

"Bloodlight disaster?"

The chiefs of the Chigai clan and the Tongshuang clan obviously did not believe in intuition, but when they heard the words "Bloodlight Disaster", they still looked at Wen Xingyan in unison.

You know, until now, Wen Xingyan is still talking to himself. Wen Xingyan said that there are relics after the black hole. Is it necessarily a relic? What if it is a carefully set trap?

In that case, it would be a disaster of blood and light.

"All nonsense, I have entered this black hole no less than a hundred times without breaking even a bit of skin. Why is there a disaster of blood and light?" Wen Xingyan retorted loudly.

"Originally there was no, it doesn't mean there is no now, nor does it mean there is no in the future. Anyway, my instinct has always been correct, believe it or not, it's up to you." Liu Lang shrugged, looking as if he didn't want to explain too much.

And the more so, the easier it is to grow grass.

However, we cannot just stop because of the intuition of a passerby.

"Is there a disaster of blood and light? Try it and you won't know!" The Chi Gai clan chief thought for a while, pointed to a mid-level cultivator of the Holy Master, and said: "You, go into the cave!"

"Yes." Although it was very guilty, the patriarch gave an order, and the mid-sage master cultivator had to bite the bullet and walk towards the black hole.

"You go too!" Pathfinder is dangerous, but it can also grasp first-hand information. How can the Chigai tribe do it on their own? Like the Shuang clan patriarch, he also appointed a mid-sage master cultivator in the clan.