Godly Dragon Guard

"Mahayana monk!"

Shen Lang's heart was filled with fear, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

Could it be that these two old men are...

"Yellow-haired boy, so many of the elders of our Guiming Sect died in your hands?" One of the old men in green robes wearing a jade hairpin glared at Shen Lang, his voice cold and bone-chilling.

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. These two old men were really the two Mahayana ancestors of Guiming Sect!

I had just killed the guys from Guiyan Guixu, and the two ancestors of Guiming Sect rushed over. Are you going to be so unlucky? Shen Lang was depressed.

These two Mahayana monks from Guiming Sect have been in seclusion for many years and have only been released in recent days. They had just received the news reported by the elders that the natal soul lamps of Gui Yan and more than thirty elders in the integration stage were extinguished at the same time!

More than thirty monks in the integration stage died, which was a huge loss to the Guiming Sect!

The two Mahayana-stage ancestors were frightened and angry, and immediately came to a location closer to Samsara Mountain through the teleportation array in Guiming Sect. Their spiritual consciousness noticed the last scene of Shen Lang killing Guiyan and other thirty elders in the integration stage. .

The two Mahayana monks were furious and used space teleportation to go directly to Samsara Mountain.

Shen Lang forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart. Mahayana monks were certainly scary, but the two Mahayana monks from Guiming Sect in front of him were only in the early stages of Mahayana cultivation.

Even if he is no match for these two early Mahayana monks, there should still be hope for his escape!

"So what? You two fellow Taoists, you are the monks of Guiming Sect who are forcing each other hard. You want to kill me first. If you bully me to such an extent, I have no reason not to fight back!" Shen Lang didn't want to lose his momentum, and his face was expressionless. Expression said.

"presumptuous!"

Another white-haired old man in a green robe shouted angrily and said violently: "Boy, you killed so many elders of Guiming Sect, why don't you just beg for mercy? How dare you be so arrogant in front of me?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Kill this kid quickly to vent the hatred in our hearts!"

The old man in green robe wearing a jade hairpin was about to take action.

Fu'er shouted loudly: "Seniors, please stop! The little girl is the eldest daughter of Emperor Miaoling, the patriarch of the Meiling Clan of the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan. This young master is a friend of the Gu Yue Ghost Emperor, the ancestor of our Jiuzhou Imperial Clan. You two take action. Please think twice before, if you attack him, you are making an enemy of our Jiuzhou Imperial Clan!"

Although these words were a bit excessive, Fu'er had no other choice. Only these words could save Shen Lang.

"Gu Yue Ghost Emperor?"

The two Mahayana ancestors of Guiming Sect glanced at Fu'er and their expressions changed.

They naturally knew that some young ladies from the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan had come to Samsara Mountain. The corpse kun in the sky and several huge high-end spirit boats could tell everything. Gu Yue Ghost Emperor was also a legendary monk.

This kid is actually involved with the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan?

That idiot Gui Yan, it's not good to mess with any monks, but he got into such big trouble.

"Seniors, please calm down! This junior is Niu Feng, the young master of the Minotaur Clan, and can vouch for Fellow Daoist Shen."

"Yes, for the sake of our Nine Provinces Imperial Clan, you two should not embarrass Fellow Daoist Shen."

Niu Feng and Ma Long also stood up to speak for Shen Lang.

Shen Lang also had a good impression of the two young masters.

"A group of juniors should not point fingers in front of me. Even if this kid really has a close relationship with your Nine Provinces Imperial Clan, I, the elder of the Guiming Sect, will not be killed by him just because he wants to!" The old man in the Mahayana stage wearing a jade hairpin on his head He said with a ferocious expression.

"Juniors, retreat quickly. If the attack affects you later, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Another white-haired old man also yelled angrily and waved his hand to create a blast of wind.

Except for Shen Lang, Niu Feng, Ma Long and Fu'er were blown away and moved back hundreds of meters.

"you……"

Fulida frowned and tried to stop her, but Shen Lang stopped her.

"Miss Fu'er, as well as Brother Niu and Brother Ma, Shen appreciates your kindness. This is my private matter. You don't need to get involved, just watch from the sidelines." Shen Lang started to transmit the message calmly.

"this……"

Niu Feng and Ma Long looked at each other, and after sighing, they had no choice but to retreat.

Seeing that Shen Lang's expression was calm and he didn't seem to be trying to be brave when he said this, Fu'er hesitated for a moment and retreated to a distance.

Although according to common sense, it is almost impossible for a monk in the integration stage to defeat a monk in the Mahayana stage. But after seeing the power of Shen Lang's previous blow, Fuer felt that there was some hope.

She didn't think Shen Lang's life was really in danger. Master Gu Yue hadn't come out of Samsara Mountain yet, so maybe the master was watching somewhere. Furthermore, there is an elder from the Heavenly Ghost Clan who is in the Mahayana stage. It is impossible for him to ignore Shen Lang until he dies. Perhaps he is also waiting for the opportunity to take action.

"Are the two seniors planning to go together or fight alone?" Shen Lang glanced at the two old men and asked indifferently.

"Boy, don't say that I bully a junior like you, I will give you a quicker death!"

After seeing all the princes and ladies of the Kyushu Imperial Clan retreat, the Mahayana old man wearing a jade hairpin no longer had any scruples. His right hand turned into a huge palm as black as ink. A large amount of black flames burned on the surface of the palm, and the space was burned. There are gaps!

"boom!"

The giant black palm struck Shen Lang with an earth-shaking momentum, carrying terrifying black flames, and it was so fast that it almost teleported! The surrounding space has completely collapsed, and the power of this blow is simply appalling!

Seeing the giant palm fall, Shen Lang felt a strong sense of crisis. The magical powers of Mahayana monks were indeed terrifying!

He did not dare to show any slightness and quickly launched the Nine Star Swords.

"Nine Nether Sword Formation, open!"

Shen Lang frantically poured spiritual power into the Nine Star Swords. The nine flying swords instantly turned into phantoms, tearing the space around him into pieces. A star-like sword shadow space swept out from in front of him and hit him. He caught the huge black palm that fell head-on!

“Dong dong dong!!!”

The earth-shattering explosion pierced the eardrums, and the sword shadow space collided with the giant palm.

In the sword shadow space, colorful sword lights and black flames intertwined and collided, and the light exploded! A terrifying heat wave swept around, burning holes in the space wherever it passed.

A violent heat wave swept through the surroundings, flames shot into the sky, and countless rocks at the foot of the mountain were turned into powder. The terrain within a thousand miles radius was completely destroyed and turned into a wasteland, and the soil turned red and hot!

Shen Lang used the Hunyuan Qi shield to resist the erosion of the heat wave.

"ah!!!"

Many monks in the integration stage who were watching a show around Samsara Mountain were caught off guard and injured by the heat wave, and screamed in agony. There were even two weaker monks whose entire bodies were turned into charcoal. It was so miserable!

"Run!"

The integration-stage monks who originally wanted to watch the show were frightened by the explosion caused by the fierce fight between Shen Lang and the Mahayana-stage monk. They left in a hurry and did not dare to watch the show again.

"boom!"

The terrifying black flames and the sword shadow space were in a stalemate for a moment. In the end, the sword shadow space suppressed the black flames. The black giant palm was penetrated by the tornado-shaped sword shadow space, creating a huge blood hole!