Godly Dragon Guard

After the previous battle, more than half of Shen Lang's spiritual energy had been consumed. After all, he was still in the early stages of Nirvana, and his spiritual energy reserve in his Dantian was not very sufficient.

As Shen Lang walked through, he slowly recovered while holding the Five Elements Spiritual Crystal.

"Pop!"

Several signal flares suddenly flew out of the sky on the west side.

Shen Lang was shocked and immediately ran towards the west of the foot of the mountain at full speed.

On the edge of a swamp on the west side of the mountain, a fierce fighting was going on.

Hundreds of disciples from Chongxiao Palace encountered hundreds of monks from Jumo Manor. The sound of clashing spiritual weapons and spells resounded in all directions. The scene was a mess, mixed with blood stains of corpses.

This group of Chongxiao Temple teams were not as lucky as Cheng Luo and others, because compared with the enemy, the difference in strength was so huge that the battle was almost one-sided.

Although the group of monks from Jumo Manor is small in number, there are five monks in the foundation building stage, and the leader even has a cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building!

As for Chongxiao Hall, there are only four Foundation Establishment Stage monks, and the one with the highest cultivation level is Elder He, who is in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Encountering a sudden attack from the other side, the battle was almost a one-sided massacre.

"Disciples of Jumo Manor, listen to the order and kill all these barbaric bastards!" A pockmarked old man at the head of Jumo Manor shouted.

"yes!"

A large number of disciples of Jumo Manor in black robes threw their spiritual weapons and attacked the group of monks in Chongxiao Palace.

Each of these hundred disciples of Jumozhuang has a spiritual weapon and is well-equipped. Their strength greatly exceeds that of the disciples of Chongxiao Palace.

The disciples of Chongxiao Palace were caught off guard in an instant, and they immediately used their spells to form a simple circular defensive formation to join forces with the disciples of Jumo Village to attack.

Elder He activated the golden bowl magic weapon and bravely resisted the attack of the two elders of Jumo Manor.

He had already sent out a signal flare, and originally planned to delay the group of monks until reinforcements arrived.

However, before two strikes, the monk with a pockmarked face threw a pitch-black magic blade. The magic blade glowed with a black light and penetrated directly through the chest of an elder of Chongxiao Temple.

"No, Elder Wang!" Elder He shouted with eyes wide open.

Elder Wang's limbs twitched twice and he died instantly. His body fell into the swamp.

Elder He's scalp was numb when a fellow elder was killed so easily.

The battle situation was also one-sided, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight elite disciples died tragically.

The combat power of both sides is really not at the same level. If the fight continues like this, everyone on our side will be annihilated in less than half a stick of incense!

Elder He yelled with splitting eyes: "All disciples of Chongxiao Palace obey the order, there is no need to fight, and run away quickly!"

Upon hearing this, a large number of Chongxiao Temple disciples ran away, and the defensive formation was instantly disrupted.

A group of late-stage Qi-refining monks from Jumo Manor rushed in and madly slaughtered the disciples of Chongxiao Hall.

"Junior sister, let's run!" Su Haoyun looked flustered during the battle, holding up an ice wall to resist the spiritual weapon attacks of several Jumo Manor cultivators.

"Master told us not to be greedy for life and afraid of death!" Xiao Ling'er beside her shouted and tried her best to use ice spells. Two huge ice spears penetrated the chests of two black-robed monks and the white skirts on their bodies. stained red with blood.

"Holy shit, you're going to die and you still care about this. If you don't run away, I'll run away!" Su Haoyun's face turned livid. Although he didn't want Xiao Ling'er to die, he cared more about his own life.

After yelling, Su Haoyun turned around and ran away, too lazy to care about Xiao Ling'er anymore.

Several black-robed monks swarmed forward. Xiao Linger struggled to use defensive spells, propped up an ice wall, and tried her best to resist.

Seeing the Chongxiao Palace disciples fleeing around her, Xiao Ling'er's pretty face turned pale. She suddenly remembered Shen Lang's previous instructions in her mind. No matter what happened, preserving life was the most important thing.

After biting her teeth, Xiao Ling'er also retreated and fled towards the forest outside the swamp.

Elder He and other three elders of Chongxiao Palace are still resisting hard. Others can escape, but they cannot escape even if they want to.

"Hmph, you are a bunch of barbaric bastards. Let me send you back to the west!" The pockmarked monk at the head of Jumo Manor smiled sinisterly and held out a big black flag.

This treasure is called the Black Wind Flag, and it is a middle-grade magic weapon.

Brother Mazi clenched the flagpole with both arms and began to shake it wildly. Strange black winds suddenly blew around the swamp.

"Woo~~~"

Giant skulls flew out of the black flags, with blood gleaming from their empty eye sockets, and bursts of ghostly cries and howling sounds could be heard, making people's hair stand on end.

The Chongxiao Temple disciples who were still trapped in the battle heard Guitou's whimpering and couldn't help but feel dizzy, as if their souls had been traumatized.

This group of Chongxiao Temple disciples were instantly defenseless and were swarmed by a large number of Jumozhuang monks, slaughtering them all and causing rivers of blood to flow all around them.

Three foundation-building stage elders were also affected.

Brother Mazi continued to wave the black wind flag, and several giant skulls attacked Elder He and others.

In an instant, two elders were devoured by skulls, and one even had his body bitten in half.

Only Elder He activated the golden bowl and released golden light, and was able to barely resist the attack of the two skulls. However, it was still difficult for him to defeat the four hands with his two fists, and he was eventually burned to death by the demonic flames sprayed out from many skulls.

Brother Mazi put away the Black Wind Flag, with a proud sneer on his old face: "The waste of the wilderness is really vulnerable!"

"Elder Jin, there are more than a dozen fish that slipped through the net and escaped. Do we want to chase them?" A black-robed monk in the early stage of foundation building next to him asked for instructions with his fists clasped.

"There is no need to chase a group of small fish in the Qi Refining Stage. The main purpose of our trip is to kill the Foundation Establishment Stage monks in Chongxiao Palace and Hanyue Palace. You hurry up and collect the loot and prepare for the next wave of attacks." Brother Mazi was not cold. He said calmly.

"yes!"

Several elders behind him immediately clasped their fists in response.

Just as these monks from Jumo Manor were collecting the loot from the corpses, a young man in white robe suddenly rushed out from the trees in the distance.

"Huh?" Brother Mazi was stunned for a moment. Someone single-handedly found them. Isn't this looking for death?

The young man in white robe is Shen Lang.

Seeing the tragic scene of blood flowing in front of him, Shen Lang's face turned slightly pale. This group of Chongxiao Palace disciples were all wiped out!

Shen Lang didn't bother to care about other people's lives. His eyes were like lightning, and he searched the corpse with his consciousness, and he felt relieved.

Fortunately, Xiao Linger is not among them.

"Boy, who are you?" Two elders from Jumo Manor came out, pointed at Shen Lang and yelled.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Elder of Chongxiao Hall."

"Hmph, you overestimating bastard, die for the elders!"

Brother Mazi snorted disdainfully and threw out a magic blade that was about a foot long.

"call out!"

A black light appeared on the surface of the demon blade and struck towards Shen Lang like lightning. (To be continued)