Godly Dragon Guard

"Background? What kind of background can an unknown wild cultivator have?" Tianyou asked via voice transmission, still looking unconvinced.

Even if this kid has a background, can his background be stronger than that of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan?

"Do you know what that kid's original cultivation level is?" the old man in black robe asked.

As soon as these words came out, Tianyou frowned and asked, "What is his cultivation level?"

"The peak of virtual refining!"

The old man in black robe responded via voice transmission.

"What? This is impossible! If he is a monk in the Void Refining Stage, how could he break through my Jialan Divine Light!" Tianyou was shocked and showed an incredible expression.

"I will not be mistaken. This person is undoubtedly a monk at the peak of the human race. He just used a very clever magical power to change and disguised himself as a monk in the late stage of integration. Young Master, a monk in the void refinement stage can make you injured. , I don’t need to say more about this person’s mystery, right?” The old man in black robe said calmly.

"this"

Tianyou stared at Shen Lang with his eyes fixed on him, extremely shocked.

He was actually injured by a monk in the void refining stage? Even he himself wouldn't believe it if he told it.

Shen Lang felt a hair in his heart. He saw that Tianyou was conversing with the old man in black robe, but the content of the conversation was unknown.

He guessed that his magical butterfly transformation power must have been seen through by the old man in the Mahayana stage.

"Uncle Hei, does this not prove that he has a strong background?" Tianyou gritted his teeth and said.

"Young Master, let me tell you. The reason why this person's magical power is so powerful is because his attack just now had a trace of the mysterious realm! That is something that you, Young Master, will never be able to match in tens of thousands of years or even a lifetime. s level!"

The old man in black robe said solemnly.

"What? Xuanyu!"

Tianyou's eyes widened.

Xuanyu, in the ghost world, it is a legendary magical power. In the ghost world today, only a few Mahayana monks at the peak of existence have truly mastered the mysterious realm!

That is really an unattainable magical power! Looking at the Jiuzhou continent, which is the strongest place in the ghost world, only three ghost emperors have magical powers in the mysterious realm. The vast majority of Mahayana monks cannot even touch the surface of the Xuan Realm.

A monk in the Void Refining Stage can actually touch the fur of Xuanyu?

There are such appalling geniuses in the world!

This made Tianyou, who had always been extremely conceited, feel deeply frustrated and extremely jealous.

Originally, the old man in black robe was not going to take care of this matter.

He has no control over which monk Tianyou wants to kill.

Mainly because of the move Shen Lang performed just now, which shocked the old man in black robe.

Although the power of Shen Lang's moves was not worth mentioning in the eyes of a Mahayana monk like the black-robed old man, he could see a hint of the mysterious realm!

This is not an ordinary mysterious realm, it seems to be similar to the mysterious realm used by the legendary powerful monk in the ghost world!

Generally speaking, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary monks to cultivate the mysterious realm. What's more, he is still a boy whose cultivation is only in the Void Refining Stage.

The black-robed old man did not believe that Shen Lang could never cultivate such a genius without his background and the teachings of a peak-level Mahayana monk!

Seeing Tianyou startled, his emotions seemed to fluctuate violently. Not far away, Eve felt puzzled. She didn't know what the old man in black robe said to Tianyou, which shocked him to such an extent.

This was the first time that Eve saw Tianyou looking at a monk with such shocked eyes.

"How mysterious is this man?"

Eve glanced at Shen Lang, showing a hint of interest.

After the conversation ended, the old man in black robe slowly stepped forward and sent a message to Shen Lang: "My young master is very troublesome, which made me laugh. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Shen Lang was shocked and quickly sent a message to respond: "Senior, I was joking."

The old man in black robe smiled and said: "My little friend is quite good. May I ask where your master is? If you don't want to avoid taboos, can you tell me the name of your master?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Lang was an extremely smart person, and he guessed that the other party might suspect that he had a background.

In this case, just say it openly, so that you can avoid trouble.

Shen Lang continued to send messages and responded: "Back to the seniors, this junior is not a monk from the ghost world, but from Fangcun Mountain in the ancient human world. The master is Zhang Daoling!"

The old man in black robe was shocked when he heard the three words "Zhang Daoling".

"So that's how it is. It didn't lead to a big conflict. Fellow Taoist, let's stop here with my young master, right?" the old man in black robe asked with a smile.

"This junior has offended Young Master Tianyou. It would be great if the conflict can be resolved." Shen Lang clasped his fists.

"Hahaha, so be it." The old man in black robe laughed.

After giving a few instructions to Tianyou's voice transmission, the old man in black robe flew back to the corpse Kun's back.

For some reason, Tianyou's previous anger completely disappeared, and he stayed away from Shen Lang with a disgraceful look. He endured the humiliation in his heart and closed his eyes to meditate.

There was a commotion among the monks at the foot of the mountain. All the monks looked at Shen Lang in surprise.

Who is this guy to be treated so politely by the Mahayana monks of the Heavenly Ghost Clan?

at this time.

A huge black vortex suddenly appeared on the horizon in the distance, and a giant black ink-colored spirit boat flew out of the space vortex and flew towards Samsara Mountain.

There is a flag on the bow of the spirit boat. The flag is engraved with a black bull head pattern, which is extraordinary!

"It's the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan again!"

"It's the Minotaur Clan!"

"Why did the guys from the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan come to Samsara Mountain all at once?"

A group of Fusion Stage monks at the foot of the mountain were talking a lot.

I saw the giant black spirit boat parked in the sky. A large number of Fusion Stage monks from the Minotaur Clan descended from the sky surrounded by a young leader of the Minotaur Clan wearing a red robe. The scene was quite grand.

The young master of the Minotaur Ghost Tribe is named "Niu Feng". After his transformation, he has an extremely strong physique, and is as black as ink. He has a bull's head, two pairs of huge curved horns on his head, and a giant handle on his back. Ax, the whole body exudes a strong evil spirit.

"Hahaha, Tianyou, you came earlier than me." Niu Feng immediately saw Tianyou meditating with his eyes closed in a corner at the foot of the mountain, and immediately flew down.

"Niu Feng, I'm in a bad mood, please cool off!" Tianyou snorted coldly.

"Hey, what did you do?"

Niu Feng asked in surprise when he saw that there was still a trace of blood on the corner of Tianyou's mouth.

Is it possible that some monks have hurt Tianyou?

"Don't bother me!" Tianyou yelled violently.

Niu Feng shrugged. He knew this guy's temper and was too lazy to make trouble for himself.

Not long after, another giant spirit boat flew from the horizon. This time it was the Horse-faced Ghost Clan, one of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan.

Among the nine imperial clans of Kyushu, there is also a ranking of strength. The Minotaur Ghost Tribe and the Horse-Faced Ghost Tribe are at the bottom, but the two tribes have been in alliance since ancient times, and their power is not unpowerful.

Ma Long and Niu Feng, the young masters of the Horse-faced Ghost Clan, were good friends. The two started chatting passionately, and the foot of Samsara Mountain became their home ground.

A few hours later.

This time, two more spirit boats flew in the sky. They were the "Mengyuan Clan" and the "Yingui Clan" from the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan.

The young masters of the Mengyuan clan and the Yingui clan were also present.

Shen Lang felt curious. According to common sense, what erupted from the ghost pit in Samsara Mountain should not be enough to attract the guys from the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan. Maybe they had some purpose.