Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing the two friends being killed instantly, the remaining eighth-level violent bear was so frightened that he was out of his mind.

The golden-horned dragon rushed forward, and its huge body bound the violent bear tightly, like a python.

"ah!!!"

The violent bear screamed and howled with no resistance. The scales of the golden-horned dragon were as sharp as blades. With a little force in binding the violent bear, the violent bear was covered in blood and blood, and blood splattered everywhere. The violent bear made a cruel cry for mercy from its mouth.

"Spare your life!"

Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense and directly used the Soul Searching Technique on the weak violent bear.

The Soul Searching Technique can be used not only on human monks, but also on demon cultivators, but there is a prerequisite: the demon cultivator must be in a weak state before it can be successfully used.

Shen Lang only read useful information and learned that Hanyan Peacock was training in Tianlan Palace.

The Cold Flame Peacock does not have a body that heals itself. He suffered such a serious injury before and it would be difficult to recover within ten or twenty years.

Hanyan Peacock has taken a lot of healing pills in the past few days, and his injuries have been stabilized. He can barely move, but his combat effectiveness is very low.

The Earthly Violent Bear was recovering from his injuries at the foot of the mountain outside the Giant Bear Palace to the north of the Demon Clan in the Northern Territory. He is still unconscious and cannot even maintain his transformed posture.

In short, these two demon cultivators were in extremely bad condition, and it would not be difficult for Shen Lang to kill them.

After the soul search was over, Shen Lang killed the eighth-level violent bear.

Nowadays, the Northern Territory Monster Clan has a life-or-death relationship with him, and Shen Lang will never be merciful.

Transforming back into a human body, Shen Lang entered the territory of the Demon Clan in the Northern Territory and flew towards the Tianlan Palace.

Along the way, Shen Lang used the cloud screen to hide his aura and figure, preventing ordinary monsters from noticing.

Half an hour later, we arrived at Tianlan Palace.

There were eight eighth-level demon cultivators guarding outside the palace.

Because Hanyan Peacock was recovering from his injuries in the palace, the defense around Tianlan Palace was relatively strict. In addition to the eight demon cultivators, there are also thousands of sixth- and seventh-level demons guarding the place, and there are a large number of demon birds hovering in the sky. ^

Seeing Tianlan Palace approaching, Shen Lang no longer restrained his aura, and directly used the Nine Blood Spirit Transformations, transformed into the posture of a golden-horned dragon, and quickly rushed towards Tianlan Palace.

Shen Lang revealed his aura without concealment. For a moment, all the demon cultivators and beasts guarding Tianlan Palace discovered a huge golden dragon flying from the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

The leader, an eighth-level peak blue peacock, roared loudly, and all the demon cultivators and beasts in Tianlan Palace showed expressions of horror and horror.

The aura of the golden-horned dragon was too terrifying. Wherever it passed, strong winds raged, and the golden dragon scales on its body glowed, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

"He's the guy wanted by Lord Jinfeng Demon King! Don't be afraid, everyone. He's only one person, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Let's work together to intercept this dragon!"

The blue peacock at the peak of the eighth level turned into its true form, let out a roar, and led the other seven eighth-level demon cultivators to rush towards Shen Lang.

The eight demon cultivators may have felt that there was strength in numbers, so they gained some courage.

But it turned out that their idea was ridiculous.

"Get away!"

Shen Lang let out a violent roar and saw the eight demon cultivators flying over. The golden-horned dragon opened its fangs and sprayed out a large amount of golden blade storms.

A golden storm like a giant tornado spewed out, with densely packed golden wind blades in the center of the wind outlet, blasting towards the eight demon cultivators flying towards them with unrivaled power. "hiss!"

The eight demon cultivators felt the terrifying power of the golden storm and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. They immediately turned from offense to defense and tried their best to defend against the golden blade storm.

However, everything is in vain.

The power of the golden blade storm is far beyond what these eighth-level demon cultivators can withstand.

I saw that under the bombardment of the golden blade storm, most of the eighth-level demon cultivators were instantly broken. The golden storm blasted their bodies into blood mist, and pieces of flesh as big as rice grains flew everywhere.

Only the eighth-level peak blue peacock used his wings to withstand the golden blade storm for several seconds, but only for a few seconds.

"ah!!!"

In an instant, the blue peacock could no longer hold on, its wings were instantly crushed by the golden blade storm, and its body was blasted into blood mist.

After just one encounter, the golden-horned dragon killed eight eighth-level demon cultivators in one breath.

The other party is too terrifying, this kind of strength is simply mind-numbing.

The monsters guarding Tianlan Palace were so frightened that they fled away without any intention of fighting.

"Hanyan Peacock, get out of here!"

The golden-horned dragon let out a roar that shook the sky at Tianlan Palace, and the ground was buzzing.

The next moment, a pale escaping light flew out of the Tianlan Palace, and a white-robed demon cultivator transformed into his true form, transforming into a cold flame peacock and flying in mid-air.

The Cold Flame Peacock is more than a thousand meters long, its feathers are as bright as white spar, it is covered with white light, and its momentum is astonishing.

However, the cold flame peacock's aura was extremely disordered and weak after being seriously injured, and it seemed that it could not cover up the violent aura of the golden-horned dragon.

"Boy, don't bully others too much!" Hanyan Peacock roared furiously.

I never dreamed that this kid would kill the demon clan back in the Northern Territory. The opponent was so rampant that Hanyan Peacock was so angry that he lost his mind.

Shen Lang laughed angrily: "Too much bullying? Hahaha! It's clearly your Northern Territory Monster Clan plotting against me. Do you think I'm weak and you have to wait for death? As the saying goes, things are changing, and I will send you away today. You return to the west!"

"Roar!!!"

The Hanyan Peacock was so furious that the feathers all over his body stood up. He was overwhelmed by the anger and roared: "You bastard, you think you can kill me!"

"You will know soon whether you can kill me or not!"

Shen Lang didn't want to talk nonsense, so he took the initiative and rushed towards the Hanyan Peacock.

"Qiantian Bingyan!"

Seeing the golden-horned dragon coming to kill him, the Cold Flame Peacock suppressed the chaotic demonic power in his body, exerted his own magical power, and spit out a large amount of pale cold flames from his mouth. Wherever he passed, the space was distorted, and the surrounding temperature It suddenly lowered, emitting patches of cold mist.

Even if the Cold Flame Peacock is seriously injured, the attack it unleashes cannot be underestimated. Shen Lang didn't dare to look down upon it.

The golden-horned dragon uses all its strength to activate the golden blade storm, and a tornado-like golden storm surrounds its body, forming a tough protective shield.

Shen Lang then sacrificed the pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure Gold Yuan Bowl, and frantically poured spiritual power into the brass round bowl. The round bowl's golden light surged, forming an extremely hard wall of Buddha's light, covering the Golden Horned Dragon. .

With the two layers of defense of the Buddha's Light Wall and the Golden Blade Storm, Shen Lang was not afraid of the Qiantian Ice Flame at this level, and gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Cold Flame Peacock.

"boom!"

A large amount of pale cold flames hit the golden-horned dragon, but were blocked by the storm of golden blades and the wall of Buddha's light on the surface of the dragon's body, causing a deafening explosion.

Hanyan Peacock was seriously injured, and the power of his natal magical power was only one-fifth of its peak state. He failed to break through Shen Lang's defense.

"Qiantian Bingyan, break it for me!" Seeing that his attack could not break through Shen Lang's defense, Hanyan Peacock suddenly panicked and his eyes were bloodshot.