Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"ah!"

Duan Gan held his shoulders tightly and screamed like a slaughtered pig. His eyes were blood red and he stared at the young man in black, "You...who are you?"

"For Yan Jinghong's sake, I'll spare your life."

The black-clothed boy stood up slowly, holding the wine bottle, and looked at Yan Jinghong with a smile. Even though he said such harsh words, he still didn't have any murderous intent, as if the guy who hurt someone just now had nothing to do with him. Like a relationship.

But even Yan Jinghong was secretly frightened by this guy who looked like a "drunkard".

The young man in black made a move just now, which seemed to be a lesson to Duan Qian, but in fact it actually showed him his strength.

With Yan Jinghong's reaction speed, he was actually a step too slow, allowing the young man in black to succeed.

Moreover, Duan Qian's cultivation level is not too bad. As the young sect master of Qianshan Sect, a first-grade sect, Duan Qian's cultivation level has also reached the peak of the ninth level of Huayuan Realm, and he is not an ordinary Huayuan Realm. territory.

In addition, he was wearing a piece of treasure-level armor, and the young man in black actually pierced his shoulder with an understatement.

This person is not simple!

"Yan...Young Master Yan..."

Duan Gan broke out in a cold sweat and looked back at Yan Jinghong, only to see Yan Jinghong slowly step forward, staring at the young man in black, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The two men clashed with each other in momentum, and two intense rays of light, one black and one blue, shot straight into the sky, competing against each other.

After a brief collision, the young man in black swayed slightly and took a few steps back. Yan Jinghong actually took a deep breath, obviously not getting any big advantage.

"Tianlong Empire, Shen Lang!"

The young man in black picked up the wine flask, took a sip, and laughed loudly: "He is indeed a legend of the Tianbai Empire. Brother Yan is indeed an extraordinary person to compare with."

"Drunken Sword Shen Lang!" Yan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, seemingly not surprised by the answer.

Yan Jinghong became famous at a young age and was a genius almost unrivaled by his generation.

His vision has long been extended to the entire Eastern Spiritual Territory, and he has naturally traveled to other major empires.

This Drunken Sword Shen Lang is the top evildoer in the Tianlong Empire.

Although this Shen Lang is already twenty years old, in terms of talent, he is far inferior to Yan Jinghong who has been promoted to the Shen Yuan realm at the age of fourteen. However, he can reach the Shen Yuan realm before the age of twenty and has the ability to fight across levels. Those who are capable are undoubtedly geniuses among geniuses.

"I didn't expect that even with such a humble name, I would be lucky enough to be known by Brother Yan." Shen Lang wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

"Explain your purpose, otherwise, don't block my way!"

Yan Jinghong stood with his hands behind his back. Shen Lang's strength was already on the same level as him. Once they fight, both sides must use their full strength. If there is no benefit, Yan Jinghong will not be stupid enough to waste himself. The power to do such a thankless thing.

"Okay! As expected of Brother Yan! Then I know that people don't tell secrets." Shen Lang laughed, "Since Brother Yan has gone deep into the Bone Burial Wilderness, he must also be looking for the remains of the ancient Emperor's Gate."

"Yes, so what?" Yan Jinghong said word by word.

"A strong alliance is much better than the two losers around you." Shen Lang said with a slight smile without changing the expression on his face.

"You?" Yan Jinghong sneered, "You are not qualified yet!"

"Haha..." Shen Lang looked up to the sky and smiled, "In terms of talent, I, Shen Lang, cannot match your brother Yan. However, with brother Yan's perspective, he should have heard of Murong Wu from the Murong family of the Tiansheng Empire, and that I am Feng Yan, who is known as the strongest person under the king’s rank.”

Yan Jinghong's pupils shrank slightly. No matter how conceited and talented he was, he was still only fifteen years old. If it were a few years later, he might not take these people seriously, but now, he had to admit that these people Among people, there is no one whose strength is inferior to his own.

"As far as I know, the goal of these two people is also the ruins of the ancient Emperor's Gate. If you want to seize food from the tiger's mouth under the powerful men of the Tiansheng Empire, you and I may have a reason to join forces. "Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly.

Yan Jinghong thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "It is indeed a reason."

"Young Master Yan, he...he hurt me, how can we join forces with him!" Duan Qian, the young master of the Qianshan Sect, said angrily: "No, I firmly disagree."

"Why get excited." Yan Jinghong smiled faintly, "When will I ask you to agree?"

"What do you mean?" Duan Gan swallowed hard, and immediately felt an icy chill covering his whole body.

The next moment, his consciousness was completely frozen, and his whole body turned into ice slag with a "click".

With just one glance, Yan Jinghong completely ended his life.

"Young... Young Master..."

The remaining true disciple of the Qianshan Sect was trembling with fear and urinating. Yan Jinghong was a bit too cruel and ruthless. He obviously got his position through the Qianshan Sect, but now he actually repaid his favor with a grudge!

However, the next moment, the body of the disciple of the Qianshan Sect froze instantly. When the hot wind in the desert blew, he fell down and shattered.

"As expected of Brother Yan, he talks and laughs but kills without changing his expression."

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes. Although this Yan Jinghong was a powerful teammate, he might also be a poisonous snake that eats people without spitting out bones.

If you join forces with him, you need to be extremely vigilant!

"The boring waste has been dealt with, let's continue action." Yan Jinghong's expression did not change, and he moved forward slowly against the hot wind and sand.

Shen Lang shrugged and raised his legs to follow.

In the desert, two rows of long footprints were left. When the wind and sand blew, they gradually disappeared, getting farther and farther...

…

Two more days passed, and no monsters at the level of the Half-Step Demon King were encountered along the way. With the strength of Ling Feng's trio, it was more than enough to deal with them.

However, seeing that the battlefield of gods and demons had been opened for almost half of the time, the best thing the three of them had harvested was just a holy weapon, and it was also a broken holy weapon. Except for the rare material, it was almost gone. Has no effect.

"This map is too blurry, and it is really difficult to identify the direction in the desert!"

Ling Feng sighed and sighed.

"Hmph, he must be a crazy person!"

Tuoba Yan unceremoniously exposed Ling Feng's nature as a road-crazy person to his face. Ling Feng led the way at the beginning, but he had basically deviated from the track for half a day. If Mu Qianxue hadn't discovered it in time, the group of people would have walked as far as the gods and demons. The battlefield is closed, and there is no way to reach the ruins of the ancient sect.

"Ahem..." Ling Feng's old face blushed slightly. In this desert area, there are almost no reference objects. His natural sense of direction is almost zero, and his sense of consciousness has been infinitely compressed. It's normal for him to go the wrong way or something. !

"Okay, okay, Sister Tuoba, don't blame Brother Ling. If Brother Ling hadn't found the wrong way, we wouldn't even be able to get the fragment of the sacred artifact." Mu Qianxue Rourou said.

"snort!"

Tuoba Yan rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: It's embarrassing to say that after driving for most of a day, I picked up a piece of scrap metal!

Feeling the contempt from Tuoba Yan, Ling Feng secretly smiled bitterly in his heart: Qianxue, Qianxue, are you praising me or hurting me...