Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang, who was hiding behind the rocks, was secretly happy when he saw this scene.

With the help of the Yin Yao Ghost Tree, he killed a Nascent Soul Stage monk without much effort, which relieved a lot of pressure on him.

The body of the old man in brocade collapsed, and his Nascent Soul flew out of the Heavenly Spirit Cap in his head, filled with grief and anger.

"Blood Charm Divine Light!"

Su Ruoxue bit her teeth and once again displayed a ball of blood-charming divine light.

The bloody light was impartial, hitting the Nascent Soul of the old man in brocade clothes.

"ah!!!"

The Nascent Soul villain let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and the pain of being hit by the blood-enchanted divine light was like the soul being refining, unbearable.

Shen Lang seized the opportunity and with one finger, a thick Jade Yang Golden Lightning struck the Nascent Soul villain.

"Boom!"

After the golden thunder strike, the Yuanying of the old man in golden clothes turned into flying ashes, and his soul was scattered.

"Junior brother, no!" The black-robed ancestor's eyes were about to burst.

Seeing his fellow disciple being killed instantly like this, the old man in yellow robe was so frightened that he flew out of his wits.

After displaying the blood charm divine light, Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale and she was slightly out of breath. The blood magic light in her body was almost exhausted, but now that it was used again, it was already a bit overdrawn.

If you use it a few more times, your soul will be damaged.

Coincidentally, right after Shen Lang killed the old man in Jinyi, the Yinyao Ghost Tree's attack stopped.

Perhaps because the vitality was completely exhausted, the ghost tree withered and withered instantly, becoming motionless and seemingly unable to survive.

The black-robed ancestor fell into madness and roared furiously: "You man and a woman, how dare you hide aside and make a sneak attack, get out of here!"

The spirit-binding lock is Zhong Wuling's magic weapon, and Zhong Wuling died in Shen Lang's hands, which means that only Shen Lang possesses the spirit-binding lock. Only Su Ruoxue can cast the bloody beam that can attack the soul.

Anyone who is not mentally retarded can guess that the attack just now came from Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

As soon as the black-robed ancestor finished his roar, Shen Lang flew out from the small rock behind.

Su Ruoxue originally wanted to come out, but was held down by Shen Lang. The woman's condition was too bad, and Shen Lang couldn't let her continue taking risks.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist priest in black robe, you're fine!" Shen Lang smiled and strode over, looking refreshed.

Seeing Shen Lang's triumphant look, the black-robed ancestor almost vomited blood out of breath.

He glared at Shen Lang angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! Aren't you seriously injured?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm fine again. You guys chased me so far. Did you come all the way here to kill me or capture me?" Shen Lang shrugged and waved one hand.

The nine-handled Lei Ze light-splitting sword circled around Shen Lang, "cracking" and emitting a large number of red-gold arcs.

"Yuyang Golden Thunder!"

The black-robed ancestor's heart skipped a beat. Although he was furious, his reason was still there.

This kid is too weird. Before, Venerable Kuang Yan clearly said that Shen Lang was hit by the five-color divine light of the glass lamp and was seriously injured and was about to die, but now he can be alive and kicking. It's really weird.

Shen Lang had the strength to kill Zhong Wuling, and he also had the heaven-defying magical power of Yuyang Golden Thunder. The black-robed ancestor found it very difficult.

One person on his side has already died, and the fight with the Yinyao Ghost Tree just now also consumed a lot of mana. Now, it might be a bit bad to fight to the death with this pair of bastards. After struggling in his heart for a while, the black-robed ancestor still cared more about his own life. He felt that Shen Lang was young and might be able to say some nice words to make the other party less hostile.

"Fellow Daoist Shen may have misunderstood. We only came here by chance to hunt for treasures, and we did not intend to hunt down fellow daoist." The black-robed ancestor entered the movie king mode and suddenly said in a pleasant tone.

As soon as these words came out, the old man in yellow robe next to him was also stunned, and then he realized that the ancestor in black robe was probably scared.

The old man in yellow robe didn't want to die either, so he said hurriedly: "Yes, fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong, we are ghost monks. Seeing that this abyss is full of gloom, we came here to visit."

"The two fellow Taoists really think that I am a three-year-old child. Are you, the Ghost Immortal Sect, deliberately trying to kill me?" Shen Lang sneered again and again. It is interesting that the Yuanying Stage monks are so greedy for life and afraid of death.

"No, our cultivation world has always respected strength. Fellow Daoist Shen has great supernatural powers and the strength he has shown has far exceeded my imagination. The Ghost Immortal Sect will never be a friend of the uncanny again in the future, nor will it dare to be a friend of the uncanny again!"

I have to say that the black-robed ancestor looks very sinister, his acting skills are quite good, and his performance is very sincere.

"Then how can I believe it?" Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a little funny, this old guy can really pull off the bullshit.

Seeing that Shen Lang's hostility seemed to have lessened, the black-robed ancestor was secretly happy, feeling that Shen Lang might not be as ruthless as he thought, and saying more nice words might dispel the other party's murderous intention.

"Fellow Daoist Shen has such amazing strength at such a young age. I am afraid that it will not be impossible to advance to the divine stage in the future. How can we, the stupid cultivators, compare with each other? Of course, we do not dare to offend fellow daoist at all. Fellow daoist, you are worrying too much. !" The black-robed ancestor boasted.

The old man in yellow robe was not as eloquent as the ancestor in black robe, but his reaction was particularly clever, and he praised: "Yes, fellow Daoist Shen is a dragon and a phoenix among men, wiser than Zhuge, looks like Pan An, decisive in killing, handsome and handsome... …”

He was so praised that he was almost at a loss for words, and couldn't help but blush.

Shen Lang's eyelids twitched. These two guys were willing to say anything in order to survive, which made him feel a little sick.

The black-robed ancestor struck while the iron was hot: "You have also seen, Fellow Daoist Shen, that an ancient restriction has been triggered in this underground abyss. The power of the restriction is extremely powerful. We can only get out of this place by working together to break the formation. Let us put aside our previous grudges, Let’s discuss how to break the formation together. My black-robed ancestor doesn’t have many friends, and I will count you among them from now on.”

Shen Lang couldn't listen anymore and felt sick in his heart, shouting: "No need, you can just stay here."

"What does this mean?" The black-robed ancestor was shocked.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm a fool to fall for the tricks of idiots like you? Old man, if you didn't come to me, you might still be alive! Since I have gone to all the trouble to catch you here, how can I let you go? If you want to go back, let me give you a ride!" Shen Lang said sullenly.

Seeing that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero, the black-robed ancestor's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he became angry and said: "Shen, our Ghost Immortal Sect voluntarily refuses to tangle with you, so don't bully others too much!"

"You bullied my female companion first, but you still have the nerve to be reasonable. Hand over the storage ring obediently, and I can still keep one of your corpses intact!" Shen Langyin sneered.

"You! Damn it, I want to see what you are capable of!"

The black-robed ancestor was so aggrieved that he couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Green Scale Nether Fire, go!"

The blood essence swelled in the wind and turned into dots of green flames, attacking Shen Lang.