Godly Dragon Guard

To the east of Jinxia Mountain.

Li family hall.

"Hmph, that old guy Zhu Rong really doesn't want to live anymore. He dares to issue a challenge to my ancestor. Who do you think I am, Li Wei?" Li Wei, the ancestor of the Li family, sat on a big golden dragon chair, his old face full of contempt. .

The six Li family alchemy monks sitting on both sides of the hall also showed disdain.

"Ancestor, the Zhu family suddenly issued a challenge to us. Could it be that we invited some help?" A middle-aged monk stood up and said with a frown.

Li Wei said coldly: "As a mere Zhu family, even if they really hire help, what kind of people can they hire? Our Li family has friendship with most of the masters in the core formation stage of Beiliang, so there will definitely be no mid-to-late stage formation of pill formation. Monks wade in such muddy waters."

"Yes, even if the Zhu family really invites one or two early-stage pill-forming monks, why should we, the Li family, be afraid?" an old man stood up and said.

Li Wei sneered and said, "Forget it, I'll go meet those old guys from the Zhu family tomorrow."

…

The next day, the sky was clear and clear.

Seven Dan-formation stage monks from the Li family led hundreds of Foundation-building stage tribesmen to the barren hills at the junction of the east and west sides of Jinxia Mountain.

The ancestor of the Li family, Li Wei, wore a gorgeous golden robe and sat on a golden dragon chair. He was carried by four foundation-building disciples of the Li family and flew in the air like an emperor.

To put it bluntly, the war between the two major families is actually a war between the monks in the Dan Formation Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage on both sides.

The experts from the Zhu family also gathered on the other side of the mountain.

Seeing Li Wei sitting on the golden dragon chair and being carried and flown over, Zhu Rong had a look of contempt on his face and sneered: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Li, you are really impressive today."

Li Wei glanced at Zhu Rong and the four Zhu family monks behind him, and sneered: "I thought your Zhu family hired some masters, and you trash, you really want to go against my Li family? It’s a joke!”

Zhu Rong chuckled: "Li Wei, don't be too happy. Of course our Zhu family has hired experts. Fellow Daoist Xiao, I leave it to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light shot up into the sky from the west side of the barren mountain and flew in front of Zhu Rong. He is a strong man in black, with a beard on his face and a burly figure.

This man was none other than Shen Lang after his disguise. He glared at Li Wei on the Golden Dragon Chair with an expressionless expression, and said coldly: "No need to talk nonsense, are you the ancestor of the Li family?"

Feeling Shen Lang's sharp gaze, Li Wei's heart trembled. This person actually has the cultivation level of the late stage of pill formation?

Not only Li Wei, but also the six early-stage pill-forming monks from the Li family were shocked when they saw Shen Lang suddenly appearing.

"Li Mou prides himself on knowing most of the masters of the Dan Formation stage in Beiliang, but this fellow Taoist is very unfamiliar. I wonder what benefits Zhu Rong has given you? Li Mou is willing to pay double!" Li Wei's face looked a little ugly. , shouted.

Not long after he had just broken through to the late stage of Dan Formation, the opponent brought out a master who was in the late stage of Formation of Pill Formation, and Li Wei was really a little embarrassed.

Shen Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense and pinched the Chunyang Sword Technique with one finger. A hundred-meter-long Qi Sword condensed in front of him and struck the Golden Dragon Chair with the force of thunder.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the Golden Dragon Chair was struck in half.

Li Wei said "fuck" and was so frightened that he immediately flew out of the golden dragon chair, and with lightning speed, he pulled out a broken ancient treasure folding fan with a purple-gold real dragon pattern engraved on it.

Zhu Rong and others were a little surprised that the fight started so soon.

"Fellow Taoist, are you serious? My Li family has no enmity with you, why do you need to help this bunch of losers from the Zhu family?" Li Wei's face was extremely gloomy and he yelled.

Unless he had to, he didn't want to get involved with a monk who was in the late stage of pill formation.

"There's so much nonsense, you'll die!"

Shen Lang turned his right hand and held the green sky-breaking hammer in his hand.

"In that case, I want to see what strength you have!" Old Li Wei looked ferocious as he frantically poured spiritual power into the folding fan in his hand.

"Purple Dragon Fan, open!"

Li Wei shouted loudly, unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and slapped Shen Lang violently.

"Roar!"

I saw the folding fan emitting a dazzling glow, and a hundred-meter-long purple wind dragon flew out of the folding fan. The purple wind dragon bared its teeth and claws, and rushed toward Shen Lang like lightning.

When Shen Lang saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly. This ancient treasure of Li Wei's folding fan was somewhat similar to the ancient treasure of Gongsun Yang's walking stick that he encountered in Huanyin Valley, but the power was much different.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, be careful! The ancient treasure of old Li Wei's Purple Dragon Fan is very powerful!" Seeing the wind dragon strike out, Zhu Rong's face changed a little, and he couldn't help but remind him loudly.

"snort!"

There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, and he activated his spiritual power. The light of the Sky-breaking Hammer in his hand increased and turned into a giant hammer dozens of meters long, with flickering light.

He swung the giant hammer and hit the purple wind dragon with great force.

"Boom!"

A shocking loud noise was heard, and the Sky-Breaking Hammer hit the purple wind dragon firmly. The violent explosion seemed to make the entire Jinxia Mountain roar.

The violent storm was like an overwhelming force, and the trees in the center of the barren mountain were uprooted. Some of the foundation-building monks in the front row were even blown away by the strong wind.

"No...impossible!"

When Li Wei saw the other party wielding an unknown giant hammer magic weapon and defeating the wind dragon with just one blow, Li Wei was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes.

Even a top-level late-stage pill-forming monk would never be able to take his attack so easily. He could see that the green giant hammer in Shen Lang's hand should be an ancient treasure with amazing power!

"Humph, that's all you have? Then let's just accept death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang continued to swing the sky-breaking hammer towards Li Wei.

Li Wei was so frightened that he flew out of his wits. It was too late to activate the Purple Dragon Fan to fight back again. Seeing the giant hammer falling from the sky, Li Wei's pupils kept dilating and he shouted desperately: "No! Fellow Taoist, spare your life!!!"

Unfortunately it's too late.

The giant hammer fell directly and hit Li Wei's body.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Li Wei's body was smashed into pieces by the green glow at the bottom of the giant hammer. No residue was left, and a layer of blood mist floated in the air.

Seeing this astonishing scene, Zhu Rong and other monks in the Zhu family's alchemy stage couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Zhu Rong opened his mouth and almost thought he had seen an illusion. Although he guessed that Shen Lang was quite capable, this... was a bit too fast, right?

Li Wei was instantly killed after just one face-to-face meeting?

The six monks in the Li family's alchemy stage were completely dumbfounded and couldn't believe this fact.

Shen Lang took a quick step, grabbed the purple dragon fan and Li Wei's storage ring in mid-air, and put them into his arms.

"Take people's things and help them to eliminate disasters. You guys from the Li family, please die for me!"

Shen Lang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he used the Pure Yang Sword Technique with both hands.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Countless qi swords soared into the sky, like thousands of thunderous giants rising into the sky, and struck at the six Dan-formation stage monks of the Li family like lightning.