Godly Dragon Guard

All the Nascent Soul stage monks took a breath of cold air. What magic weapon could trigger such a terrifying sign?

"No, it's the Ancient Spiritual Treasure!!! Hurry, stop him from activating this treasure!"

The purple-robed male cultivator's eyes were wide open, his scalp was numb, and he roared fiercely.

When that precious umbrella comes out, it can change the color of the world and the earth. Only the legendary authentic ancient spiritual treasure can have this kind of power!

The seven-color Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella rotated rapidly above Shen Lang's head, and dense silver beams of light burst out from the umbrella, flying forward like a peacock spreading its tail!

"Innate separation and divine light!"

When all the Nascent Soul stage monks saw the overwhelming silver light coming towards them, they were so frightened that they took a breath of cold air and turned pale.

Even though they tried their best to use their magic weapons and tried their best to resist the flying silver light, it was still too late.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the dazzling silver light illuminated the entire barren mountain, and a large number of silver light filaments covered the auras of the colorful magic weapons, making an earth-shaking roar.

The magic weapons sacrificed by a group of Yuanying Stage monks from Tianshui Continent were cut into pieces by the dense silver beam!

Almost all the flying magic weapons were destroyed, and the weaker ancient treasures even turned into powder!

The power of the silver beam was terrifying to an appalling level. After overpowering the attacks of the colorful magical auras, it struck directly at the dozen Nascent Soul Stage monks.

"No!!!"

The purple-robed male cultivator at the head screamed in horror. He tried to use his magic weapon to resist, but he was like a mayfly shaking a tree. In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by the silver beam of light in the sky, and his body collapsed into a bloody mist. "ah!!!"

A huge wave of silver light beams struck the group of Nascent Soul Stage monks, and a series of screams were heard. Almost all the monks could not resist for a moment, and were swallowed up by the innate clutching divine light, and their bodies were strangled to pieces.

The innate clutching divine light is one of the spiritual lights born from chaos, and it is extremely destructive. If a monk in the Nascent Soul stage does not have a defensive pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure, he will never be able to withstand the attack of this divine light!

Not to mention, among these Nascent Soul stage monks in Tianshui Continent, one of them actually possesses a defensive pseudo-prehistoric spirit treasure.

It was the purple-robed female cultivator. The fake prehistoric spirit treasure she sacrificed was quite peculiar. It was a purple brocade handkerchief with densely packed strange talismans carved on it.

"Amethyst handkerchief, go!" Seeing a large number of innate clutching divine light beams coming towards her, the purple-robed female cultivator shouted in panic, spurting out a large mouthful of blood essence from her mouth, and frantically injected it into the purple handkerchief in her hand. Huge amount of spiritual power.

The purple brocade handkerchief grew hundreds of meters long, wrapping the purple-robed female cultivator tightly like a dumpling, releasing a dazzling purple light. A huge amethyst giant turtle appeared in the brocade handkerchief, and its defense power increased. To the extreme.

"Bah!"

Immediately afterwards, the innate clutching divine light like waves hit the shell of the amethyst giant turtle, making a sharp sound like cutting glass, and sparks flew everywhere.

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed. This golden brocade handkerchief turned out to be a weapon spirit magic weapon, and the weapon spirit was an amethyst giant turtle at the peak of the ninth level!

The Amethyst Giant Armored Turtle is actually a tenth-level heaven and earth spirit beast. The weapon spirit detained by the purple brocade handkerchief seems to have only a peak ninth-level cultivation level, and it has been detained for a long time, and its breath is severely weakened!

However, this was the first time that Shen Lang had seen this kind of purely defensive magical weapon. Its defensive power was indeed astonishing, and it could actually withstand the impact of the innate clutching light for a while.

In fact, it could only be resisted for a short time. The large amount of silver light finally broke through the shell of the amethyst giant turtle. A huge crack opened from the center of the amethyst-like turtle shell!

"Pfft!" The giant purple-gold turtle weapon spirit was still holding on, but the purple-robed female cultivator couldn't hold on anymore. She spat out a mouthful of blood because her spiritual power was exhausted.

The aura of the purple brocade handkerchief, which lost its spiritual support, gradually disappeared and became the size of a palm again.

Seeing that all the rest of the Yuanying Stage monks were killed, even most of the Yuanying Stage monks Yuanying were unable to escape. Shen Lang deliberately left someone alive so that he could extract information, so he simply did not kill the purple-robed female cultivator.

He held up the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, flew forward, and captured the purple-robed female cultivator in the sky. The female cultivator was so frightened that she fainted.

With Shen Lang's current cultivation level, he is still unable to completely control the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and the innate clutching light released cannot be recovered.

Although he stopped releasing the innate clutching divine light, the power of the innate clutching divine light released remained unabated, and the silver light strands all over his face fell like raindrops.

"Boom boom boom!"

Silver light rain covered the surrounding area, and the barren mountains within hundreds of miles were instantly transformed into a barren area amidst the violent explosions, and the mountains were turned into powder.

Shen Lang, Le Feier and the captured purple-robed female cultivator were all covered by the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and were not affected in any way.

Finally, the explosions stopped.

Dust filled the sky within hundreds of miles of the barren mountains. The original barren mountains were razed to the ground. At a glance, they were surrounded by numerous potholes, large and small, and the tops of the mountains were sunken into them.

Le Fei'er's pretty face turned pale for a while, and she was extremely shocked. She faced Shen Lang, gritted her teeth and said with a trembling voice: "That umbrella just now was... a prehistoric spiritual treasure?"

"Not bad." Shen Lang grinned, feeling very happy.

The power of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella was beyond his imagination. If he didn't have this magic weapon, it would be a tough battle to deal with so many Yuanyuan Infant Stage monks, even if they were powerful opponents.

Killing dozens of multi-dimensional infant monks so easily, the terrifying ability of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella shocked Shen Lang. Compared with the pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure, this is definitely something on two levels. Le Feier took a deep breath and finally recovered from the shock.

No wonder Shen Lang dared to mock the other party like that before. It turned out that he had already had a way to deal with this group of people. The power of the Ancient Spiritual Treasure... was really unfathomable.

"Why...why did you come to save me? The little girl said before that I don't need your mercy." Le Feier bit her teeth lightly, with a complicated look on her face.

Shen Lang chuckled: "Who said I must be here to save you? I just can't stand the monks in Tianshui Continent and want to teach them a lesson."

"Lesson? You've gone too far by killing everyone. Aren't you afraid of provoking the royal family of Tianshui Continent?" Le Feier was a little speechless.

"I've already provoked you. I'm not afraid of provoking you a few more times." Shen Lang shrugged and then asked, "Le Fei'er, are they chasing you just for your Seven Sorrows Qin?"

It was rare for someone to call her by her name. Le Feier's pretty face felt a little unnatural. She subconsciously hugged the Yao Qin in her arms tighter and said softly: "Their goal seems to be the little girl's Seven Sorrows Qin. As for why I want this thing, I don’t know.”

Shen Lang frowned. Logically speaking, even if the Seven Sorrows Qin belonged to Emperor Xuan, Fairy Jinghong would not have spent so much money on a fake prehistoric spiritual treasure.

Could it be that this Yao Qin has some unknown uses?

At this moment, the unconscious purple-robed female cultivator who had just been kidnapped gradually came to her senses.