Godly Dragon Guard

"You want the Tianshui Bell? Just dream about it!" Feng Yue Lao Mo was furious.

"Hmph, Old Demon Fengyue, I'll give you ten breaths to think about it. A piece of Tianshui Bell, in exchange for the wealth and lives of the three of you, you have to think clearly." Master Qingyang sneered confidently.

He expected that the three members of the Hehuan Sect would not dare to fight with them. Even if they fought, his side would definitely win.

If they really want to fight to the death with each other, even if they want to capture these three people, they will have to put in a lot of effort, which will definitely affect the treasure hunt into Soul Burial Mountain.

Therefore, Master Qingyang is not greedy for more. He just asked Old Demon Fengyue to hand over the Tianshui Bell. It would be best if he could force this person to hand over the treasure without any effort.

"Damn, what a cunning old man!"

Fengyue Laomo scolded the eighteenth generation of Qingyang Zhenren's ancestors in his heart, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

If he hadn't encountered these Nanlu monks in the middle of the canyon, Fengyue Laomo would have had full confidence. Even if his side was invincible, escaping wouldn't be a problem.

But in the middle of the canyon, there are space cracks everywhere in the sky, and the innate divine light of separation and union is wandering everywhere. If you dare to escape quickly, you are definitely seeking death!

If the physical body is destroyed, even Nascent Soul will not be able to escape.

Old Demon Feng Yue regretted a little. He should have trusted Zhang Daoling and entered Soul Burial Mountain with everyone, but now he encountered this mess.

If you really want to fight with each other, your side will definitely be defeated!

If you talk about handing over Tianshui Ling, Feng Yue Lao Mo will not be able to swallow it even to the death.

"Qingyang, if you want my Tianshui Bell, it's better to kneel down and beg me! Anyway, I don't have much life left. At worst, I will fight to the death today!" Old Demon Feng Yue roared angrily.

The other two early Yuanying monks from the Hehuan Sect also showed a hint of ruthlessness in their eyes. Although the monks of Hehuan Sect don't have a good reputation, they are quite courageous. Seeing that the other party was not prepared to give in obediently, Master Qingyang looked a little gloomy and said: "In that case, then just suffer death!"

As soon as the voice fell, both sides sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and their swords were at war.

at this time.

"Old dog Qingyang, old dog Kuangyan, haha, we are really enemies on a narrow road, and we actually bumped into you again!"

A mocking sneer came from the woods behind.

"What a villain, how dare you scold me!" Venerable Kuangyan was furious.

Everyone's expressions changed and they all followed the sound.

I saw a young man wearing a white robe, who was described as ghostly and speeding from the woods.

The young man in the white robe was none other than Shen Lang. Su Ruoxue followed closely behind, and the two of them ducked out of the way and appeared in front of everyone.

"Shen Lang?" Feng Yue Lao Mo's eyes lit up with an incredulous expression.

He took the two Nascent Soul stage monks from the Hehuan Sect and hurried on at full speed until they arrived at the foot of Soul Burial Mountain. It's really incredible that just two monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul could reach the foot of Soul Burial Mountain so quickly.

Shen Lang is quite powerful and might be able to help him resolve the crisis!

"Shen Lang, it's you!"

The expressions of Master Qingyang and others changed drastically, and they all suspected for a moment whether they had seen hallucinations.

Not only did this kid not run away, did he follow him all the way? If this is really the case, this kid must be too courageous!

"Holy crap, how is this possible!" Venerable Kuangyan's old face was a little distorted.

He had clearly borrowed the glass lamp to shoot out the five-color divine light and beat Shen Lang half to death. It's only been a few fucking days, and this bastard is actually alive and kicking again, as if nothing has happened to him.

This made Venerable Kuangyan wonder if his glass cup was broken. "You bastard named Shen, how dare you show up!" Master Qingyang pointed at Shen Lang angrily, his old face twisted.

Before, they were chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue like crazy dogs, but they were run away by this pair of dogs.

Master Qingyang was furious over this matter. He never dreamed that this pair of bitches would dare to chase them and even appear in front of him. What a huge shame!

By the way, didn't the black-robed ancestor go after this man and woman? Why did he let them escape? Master Qingyang was also a little confused.

Shen Lang smiled coldly: "Why don't you dare? Old dog Qingyang, don't think that I will let you slaughter me. Today I will make you taste the pain!"

"you!"

Qingyang was so angry that he couldn't speak, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

He has seen arrogant people, but he has never seen anyone as arrogant as Shen Lang. As a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, Master Qingyang has always been aloof. Ordinary Nascent Soul stage monks all worship him. How could he ever be so angry!

Feng Yue Lao Mo frowned and felt that Shen Lang was too bragging. It was not that easy to make Qing Yang Lao Gou suffer.

"Shen Lang, don't underestimate this old man. Now that you're here, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave. The five of us and I should be able to fight a bloody path together!" Old Demon Feng Yue didn't have time to say any words of gratitude, and directly faced Shen Lang sent out a message.

Shen Lang did not respond, but sent a message to Su Ruoxue behind him: "Xue'er, a battle is inevitable, you should retreat first."

"No, I've almost recovered from my injury. I won't drag you down. Trust me!" Su Ruoxue gritted her teeth and said with a stubborn look on her face.

"Okay." Seeing the woman's expression, Shen Lang was at a loss and had no choice but to agree.

"You little bastard surnamed Shen, I don't know how you escaped the pursuit of the black-robed Taoist friends, but now that you dare to appear in front of me, I will definitely cut you into pieces!" Qingyang Zhenren's expression Extremely vicious, his eyes filled with boiling murderous intent. "Fellow Daoist in black robe? Haha, are you talking about the ancestor in black robe? I'm sorry, that trash has been killed by me!"

Shen Lang grinned and sneered, stretched out one hand, and the Sun God Bow appeared in his hand, with golden light shining and powerful spiritual power.

"It's the Sun God Bow of the Ghost Immortal Sect!" Venerable Kuangyan roared.

The expressions of Master Qingyang and the other three Nascent Soul Stage cultivators changed greatly. The Sun God's Bow was a well-known magic weapon in the Southern Continent, and almost all Nascent Soul Stage cultivators knew it.

The Sun God Bow is the Black Robe Ancestor's most awesome magic weapon. If it appears in Shen Lang's hands, doesn't this mean... the Black Robe Ancestor has died!

Master Qingyang's face was ashen, and he found it difficult to accept this fact.

Not only him, but also Venerable Kuangyan and several other Nascent Soul monks from the Southern Continent couldn't figure out how two seriously injured people could kill the black-robed ancestor and three other Nascent Soul monks?

Fengyue Laomo and three other Yuan Ying stage monks from the Hehuan Sect also looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect that Shen Lang had such a great ability and actually killed the black-robed ancestor in the canyon.

"Enough nonsense, let's fight!" Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and nine Lei Ze light-splitting swords flew out of his cuffs, spinning rapidly around him.

He didn't expect to run into Zhenren Qingyang. Although Hehuan Sect had a bad reputation, it was still a force in Beilu and had supported him. Shen Lang had no reason to stand idly by.

In five-on-five, he is confident that he has the strength.

Moreover, Shen Lang knew that Venerable Kuang Yan was basically just a fool. This guy had spent his life energy on activating the pseudo-Ancient Spiritual Treasure. He would not be able to recover it in a few days, and his combat power was estimated to be less than half of its original value.

In this way, Shen Lang can just use the three people from Hehuan Sect to deal with Qingyang Laogou and others. This is his plan.