Godly Dragon Guard

Under Shen Lang's questioning, Elder Wang told everything.

The reason why the Beast God Palace is so bold is that it secretly conspired with two foreign sects to destroy Chongxiao Palace and Hanyue Palace and occupy the mountain gates of the two sects.

The two foreign sects are named Xuesha Sect and Jumozhuang. Their power alone is not weaker than the seven major sects of the Wilderness.

"Why did the sects from the Yuanhe sea area come to the wilderness?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

"I don't know about this, but I heard it from the elders of the Beast God Palace. The Yuanhe Sea Territory has been at war with the demon clan recently. The commander-in-chief of the two major forces in the Yuanhe Sea Territory ordered all sects to participate in the war. Some small and medium-sized sects are unbearable. They had a heavy burden, so they fled to the wilderness. The Xuesha Sect and Jumo Manor are the sects that escaped." Elder Wang explained.

"The demon clan actually started a war!" Shen Lang frowned.

Starting a war is not the point yet. Although he has to fulfill his duty as the successor of the Barbarian God and destroy the Tianhai Monster Clan, it is still too early.

The important thing is that the small and medium-sized sects in the Yuanhe Sea Area have fled to the wilderness. This is not good news.

You know, the Yuanhe Sea Area is the real holy land for cultivation, and the monks there look down on the Barbaric Continent.

When these small and medium-sized sects that fled came to the wilderness, they would definitely become kings and hegemons. Then the life of the seven major sects would be difficult.

It's useless to think about it now, because the monks from the Blood Demon Sect and the Demon-Judging Village have sneaked into the sixth mountain, and the people in Chongxiao Palace will suffer!

"I want to ask you, how many people from the Xuesha Sect and Jumo Manor have entered Cangwu Mountain, and what are their cultivation levels?" Shen Lang asked with a sinister look on his face.

"A... More than a thousand monks came in total, and there are almost fifty monks in the foundation-building stage." Elder Wang replied hurriedly.

"What!"

Shen Lang was shocked that there were so many people coming from the other party, and the number of foundation-building monks was far greater than the combined number of people who entered the Chongxiao Palace and Hanyue Palace factions in Cangwu Mountain.

This is bad!

Shen Lang gritted his teeth. After all, he was also the guest elder of Chongxiao Palace and had to rush back for rescue. Besides, Xiao Ling'er might also be in danger of her life.

"This is what I know, Fellow Daoist Shen, please let me live... Uh, ah!"

Before Elder Wang could say anything, he was knocked unconscious by Shen Lang's punch.

Shen Lang felt that just knocking this guy unconscious was too cheap, so he simply struck out an air sword with one hand, penetrated Elder Wang's forehead, and sent him to the west.

The world of cultivation is inherently cruel, and Shen Lang is too lazy to talk about benevolence, justice and morality, so what he said before is just nonsense.

Shen Lang stretched out one hand, and the soul-swallowing bottle that had not been used for a long time appeared in his palm. A white light ball was sucked into the soul-swallowing bottle, which was Elder Wang's soul.

Shen Lang also has a withered bone puppet. The puppet's strongest strength is comparable to that of monks in the middle and late stages of Nirvana, but it must absorb the souls of three monks who are in the middle stage of Nirvana or above as its main soul.

The situation is not good now, so letting the puppets participate in the battle is an extra manpower. There are still two main souls left. Shen Lang can only wait for a while to fight and then use the soul-swallowing bottle to suck away the two monk souls who are in the middle stage of foundation building or the middle stage of nirvana.

Soon, Shen Lang began to search for loot.

The two elders of the Beast God Palace in the early stage of Nirvana have relatively poor financial resources. Apart from some of the Five Elements Spiritual Stones and Spiritual Crystals that are useful, there are just some miscellaneous things that are of little use.

Shen Lang was quite satisfied with Elder Wang's belongings. In addition to a large number of Five Elements Spiritual Stones and Spiritual Crystals, there were also several spiritual herbs of better vintage and several bottles of more precious elixirs.

Of course, the most precious thing is the magic weapon God Rocket.

The divine rocket is very powerful, but it consumes too much spiritual power. For Shen Lang, it can only be used as a backup magic weapon.

However, if this magic weapon is put up for auction, it should fetch a sky-high price. It would also be good to exchange it for yang-attributed heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Excluding treasures, spiritual herbs, pills and the like, Shen Lang gained almost 20,000 Five Elements Spirit Crystals among the spoils, and he suddenly went from poor to wealthy.

The ice blue flower in the cold pool was also picked by Shen Lang and put into a jade box and a storage ring.

After doing this, Shen Lang didn't stop and immediately ran towards the sixth mountain.

Although he gained a lot of loot, he was not happy. After so much time has passed, it is very likely that the people from Chongxiao Palace have started fighting with the two foreign sects.

Shen Lang's guess was good.

In the sixth mountain, most of the teams from the Chongxiao Palace encountered monks from the three sects of the Beast God Palace, the Blood Demon Sect and the Jumo Manor.

This group of monks were uniformly dressed in black robes and killed people on sight.

In a dense forest by a lake somewhere, hundreds of Chongxiao Temple disciples and hundreds of black-robed monks fought. The scene was in a mess, with sawdust flying and blood stains.

Although the people from Chongxiao Palace had an advantage in numbers, their strength was obviously inferior to these black-robed men, and they suffered heavy casualties.

The six leading Chongxiao Hall elders started fighting with the seven black-robed Foundation-Building Stage monks.

The leader, Cheng Luo, was locked in a fight with a young man wearing a bloody robe, who was also in the middle stage of foundation building.

The blood-robed young man waved his sleeves, and a huge blue-black claw suddenly appeared in mid-air, grabbing at Cheng Luo, almost tearing the air.

Cheng Luo hurriedly activated the ice crystal gourd and fired out the ice sword to defend against the enemy.

The young man in blood robe controls the giant claw at will, making it impossible to guard against it.

The magic technique this man performed was something Cheng Luo had never heard of before. It didn't seem to be a barbaric technique.

"Who are you? You actually attacked me, a disciple of Chongxiao Palace!" Cheng Luo shouted while holding up the ice crystal gourd.

"Then the bullshit Chongxiao Palace, which is nothing more than a barbaric garbage sect, is it worthy of shouting with this young master?" The young man in the blood-colored robe had a look of disdain on his face.

"Hmph, I need to learn from you your clever tricks!" Cheng Luo's face was extremely gloomy, and he frantically poured spiritual power into the ice crystal gourd.

"Ice dragon, come out!"

Cheng Luo shouted violently, and a large amount of frost suddenly spurted out from the gourd's mouth. An ice dragon several tens of meters long flew out. The cold air was freezing, and it flew towards the blood-robed young man with its teeth and claws.

"Break it!" The blood-robed young man gritted his teeth and grabbed the ice dragon with three claws.

With a loud "boom", the two forces collided, and the claws barely blocked the ice dragon. The young man in blood robe was swept away by a cold storm, his body was covered with thick frost, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the blood-robed young man was injured, the two black-robed elders in the battle below immediately rushed forward to protect him and supported the blood-robed young man.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

"Go away, how can something happen to me, young master!" The blood-robed young man felt so embarrassed that he pushed away the two black-robed elders in anger.

Using his spiritual power to disperse all the ice flowers on his body, the young man in blood robe roared at Cheng Luo: "You barbaric waste, you have offended my young master! I will let you barbarians have a good look, my bloody Shamen’s secret magic technique!”

After roaring, the young man in blood robe spurted a mouthful of blood essence from his mouth, and quickly drew a spell on the mass of blood essence with his hands.

"The powerful ghost king appears!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge 100-meter-tall shadow appeared in front of the young man in blood robe. The shadow had a pair of horns, wide-mouthed fangs, and was covered in dark green scales. His face was extremely ferocious, and there was a gray demonic aura. It lingers around the body, as if a demon has descended into the world.

The violent aura shocked everyone. (To be continued)