Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang was sitting on the Feixing Shenzhou, and he was feeling a little excited when he saw that he was about to arrive at the Immortal and Demonic Island.

As a result, at this moment, a white-robed monk flew directly in front of him. He seemed to be middle-aged, with extremely cold eyes and an unkind expression.

"Tsk!"

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Damn it, this Fairy and Demonic Island is so remote, how come there are other monks?

Shen Lang's first reaction was to trick his father. The secret of Jiuyi Cauldron would probably be discovered by other monks! He released his spiritual consciousness and swept the white-robed monk flying towards him.

"Later-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?!"

Shen Lang's face froze slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.

It stands to reason that in the entire Tianhai, he only knows a few late-stage Nascent Soul monks, but he has never heard of this white-robed monk.

The white-robed monk's spiritual consciousness swept towards Shen Lang and discovered that Shen Lang was also a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. His expression changed and he was a little surprised.

It is said that the resources in the Tianhai area are relatively scarce, and the chance of meeting a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage is like pie in the sky.

Unless, the other party is also here for the Jiuyi Cauldron on the Immortal Demon Island!

The white-robed monk's eyes were bright, and he had already regarded Shen Lang as his enemy. The escaping light was like lightning, speeding towards him and intercepting the Feixing Shenzhou.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why are you here?" The white-robed monk raised his eyes and stared at Shen Lang, his tone unruly, with a hint of questioning.

Shen Lang was a little unhappy and sneered: "Return this sentence to fellow Taoist? Why did fellow Taoist appear here and intercept the flying magic weapon below?"

The white-robed monk narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a look of contempt on his face: "Your Excellency, you dare to ignore me, okay, very good! I don't bother to ask you about your origins, so I just leave the storage ring, remove the mark of spiritual consciousness, and then... ...Get out of here! I have a noble status, so I won’t kill you, a weakling from a barbarian land.”

The white-robed monk sounded very conceited and had a sense of superiority. His face was calm and calm, and his expression was indescribably calm and unrestrained.

Shen Lang was furious and laughed angrily: "Tell me to get out? Who do you think you are? Kneel down and beg for mercy. I can still keep your body intact!"

Shen Lang is like this, he doesn't take soft or hard advice. The other party, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, dared to ridicule him like this. Shen Lang would feel bad if he didn't beat him up.

"You're looking for fucking death!"

When the white-robed monk saw Shen Lang scolding him back, he immediately became angry. He could no longer restrain himself, and his eyes showed violent murderous intent. I thought about what powerful skills a monk from a barbarian land could have practiced, and what powerful magic weapons he could have?

Relying on these two points alone, the white-robed monk felt that he was enough to kill Shen Lang.

As soon as the white-robed monk finished speaking, Shen Lang took action first. He immediately pulled out nine Lei Ze light-splitting swords and activated the Jiuli Sword Formation with all his strength.

Eighty-one rays of sword light condensed together in an instant, turning into a giant lightning tornado, with dense red-gold arcs surging in the wind outlet, which was shocking!

"Jiuli Sword Formation, Jiu Li!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly.

"Boom!"

The giant lightning tornado struck towards the white-robed monk like a huge wave.

After Shen Lang broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage, the spiritual power he mobilized was almost twice as much as before. The power of the talisman formation on Lei Ze's light-splitting sword could be released to the maximum level, and the power of the sword formation was at least three times greater than before.

"hiss!"

Seeing how powerful the attack unleashed by the opponent was, the white-robed monk couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and show an expression of disbelief.

After all, the white-robed monk was a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, and his reaction was quick. In desperation, he quickly threw out a golden phoenix-headed jade Ruyi from his cuff.

"Fire Phoenix Seal, appear!"

With a roar, the white-robed monk frantically fired a huge amount of spiritual power at Feng Shou Yu Ruyi.

I saw a large number of spiritual inscriptions pouring out of the golden phoenix head jade Ruyi.

"Chirp!"

A loud and clear phoenix cry went straight into the sky, and the phoenix-headed jade in front of the white-robed monk surged in golden light, releasing light as bright as the blazing sun, and then turned into a phantom of a hundred-meter-long fire phoenix!

The fire phoenix shadow exudes huge spiritual pressure, which makes people almost breathless! Shen Lang felt a little pressure.

The golden phoenix-headed jade Ruyi is somewhat similar to the Luanque Seal that Shen Lang saw in the St. Mark Canyon before by the real person Lu Qingyang in the south of Yunjian. However, the power of this treasure is several times higher than the Luanque Seal.

This phoenix-headed jade Ruyi is definitely a pseudo-prehistoric spirit treasure, and it is a top-notch pseudo-prehistoric spirit treasure!

The fire phoenix shadow flapped its wings and rushed towards the storm of sword light like waves.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar came, and the sky was full of fire and golden light. The light was extremely dazzling, and a violent heat wave swept around.

The sea water below turned into large swaths of water vapor, filling the air with white mist.

In the violent explosion, the phantom of the fire phoenix withstood all the attacks of the sword light storm, and the phantom gradually dissipated.

"Huh? That's interesting."

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and revealed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. The power of the white-robed monk's jade Ruyi magic weapon was beyond Shen Lang's imagination, and it could actually stop his Jiuli Sword Formation.

The other party had previously called himself a barbarian, and since he had such a rare and powerful pseudo-prehistoric spirit treasure, this person might be a monk from another continent.

"How can this be!"

The white-robed monk's face became extremely ugly when he saw that the Fire Phoenix Seal could barely withstand the impact of the opponent's strange sword formation. The previous contempt and disdain disappeared, and I thought to myself, this is really evil, how could this person be so strong?

The strength of the opponent's natal magic weapon, the Flying Sword, can actually withstand the impact of the ancient spiritual treasure, which is simply rare!

Generally speaking, great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage pursue powerful pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasures that can kill or inflict heavy damage in one blow, and rarely use their own magic treasures to defend against enemies.

The main reason is that even if the natal magic weapon is refined with the best materials, it will be difficult to reach the power of the pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure.

But Shen Lang was able to defeat his Fire Phoenix Seal with just his natal magic weapon and a sword array... The white-robed monk found it difficult to accept this reality.

Because the fire phoenix shadow was defeated by the opponent's sword formation, the white-robed monk suffered some backlash, and his spirit body became slightly disordered, unable to quickly awaken the fire phoenix seal again.

Shen Lang's Jiuli Sword Formation did not collapse, and the consumed sword light was restored in an instant. He took advantage of the white-robed monk's spiritual chaos and quickly activated the sword array to launch an attack.

Each sword light carries a large number of Yuyang Golden Thunder arcs, like a small thunderstorm whirlwind.

In an instant, the white-robed monk was surrounded by sword light, and there were shocking red-gold arcs on all sides.

"How dare you be so arrogant with your little ability? I don't even bother to keep your whole body, so just die!" Shen Lang mocked with a sinister look on his face, and then activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to attack

Shen Lang taunted while urging the Jiuli Sword Formation to start strangling the white-robed monks.

"Boohoo!"

Countless sword lights struck at the white-robed monks in the encirclement.

"No!" The white-robed monk was so frightened that his scalp was numb. In desperation, he spat out a large mouthful of blood and threw a broken green wooden shield.

The power of this sword array was simply appalling. The frightened white-robed monk did not hesitate to spend a lot of his life energy to crazily activate the ancient Aoki shield.