Godly Dragon Guard

"Despicable, shameless and obscene! Smelly man, my husband is the young master of the Feng Gui clan. If you dare to belittle this saint today, you will definitely die!" Feng Qingyue's pretty face turned pale and she shouted sweetly.

Shen Lang's face darkened. He hated others threatening him the most in his life, and sneered: "Frivolous? Who said I am just frivolous, and I want to be molested!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang took off Feng Qingyue's red skirt.

"No, stop it!"

Feng Qingyue exhaled tenderly, her body was bound by the Heaven's Lock, the spiritual power in her body completely stagnated, all her strength disappeared, and she was almost powerless to resist.

Caught off guard, Shen Lang took off Feng Qingyue's red skirt and turned it into a white armor.

After taking off the Hunyuan armor on Feng Qingyue, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment. Apart from the Hunyuan armor, this woman was wearing nothing underneath. It was actually a vacuum!

A large area of ​​Feng Qingyue's skin was exposed to the air, her skin was like cream, her silky and delicate shoulders, back, lower abdomen and waist, her long beautiful legs, and certain key parts were all displayed in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was really stunned for a moment. Although this saint was as poisonous as a snake and scorpion, she had a really good figure. Shen Lang couldn't help but admire it.

"You bastard!!! This saint will definitely kill you!" Feng Qingyue screamed in shame and anger.

"Snapped!"

Shen Lang slapped Feng Qingyue's round snowy buttocks and sneered: "Holy girl, if you have the ability, call someone to kill me now. It would be best if you, the male cultivators of the Feng Ghost Clan, can enjoy the Holy Lady together." Lady’s buttocks.”

"you!"

Feng Qingyue was trembling all over and was already out of breath.

"What, if the saint doesn't dare to shout, how about I do it for you? Or let Shen take the saint out, so that you monks from the Wind Ghost Clan, and even the monks from the entire Cangmu Islands, can appreciate the beautiful figure of the saint together? Shen Lang laughed loudly.

"No, you can't!"

Feng Qingyue's pretty face turned pale with fright. She was wearing nothing now. If her subordinates or outsiders saw her, she would really lose her life.

"Since you are scared, why don't you apologize to me right away!" Shen Lang said in a sinister tone.

"Smelly man, you have been so disrespectful to this saint, why should you ask me to apologize to you?" Feng Qingyue's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and she really couldn't swallow this breath.

"Snapped!"

Shen Lang slapped Feng Qingyue's snowy buttocks hard again.

"Ah!" Feng Qingyue cried out in pain, her pretty face slightly distorted.

"Do you want to apologize?" Shen Lang asked expressionlessly.

"Don't even think about it!" Feng Qingyue gritted her teeth, wishing to tear Shen Lang into pieces.

"Snap, snap, snap!"

Shen Lang simply took out a whip lock magic weapon from the storage ring and swung it wildly at Feng Qingyue's snowy buttocks.

"This... this saint will never... let you go!" Feng Qingyue felt extremely humiliated. As a saint of the Feng Gui tribe, she had never suffered such inhuman humiliation.

Shen Lang turned a deaf ear and continued to abuse Feng Qingyue.

Every time the whip lock fell, the painful Feng Qingyue could not help but let out a violent gasping sound, which sounded particularly tempting.

This made Shen Lang a little uneasy, and he hurriedly eliminated the unfriendly thoughts from his mind.

Shen Lang did not give up. He had decided before that he would teach this saint a lesson.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!"

Shen Lang hit her hard, Feng Qingyue burst into tears of pain, and her buttocks were already covered in blood.

"Don't... don't fight, I was wrong, please let me go..." Feng Qingyue could no longer hold on and cried out.

Shen Lang grinned: "Isn't it enough to give in earlier? Feng Qingyue, for the sake of you being a saint of the Fenggui tribe, I will not take your life today, so you can take care of yourself. If you dare to mess with me in the future, Shen It will make you even more embarrassed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang took back the Heavenly Lock and used the Nebula Lock to tie Feng Qingyue tightly.

After collecting the Hunyuan armor, Shen Lang walked out of the hall in a swaggering manner.

Because the hall is equipped with soundproofing and a ban on the detection of spiritual consciousness, the sounds coming from inside cannot be heard by the Wind Ghost Clan monks on the spirit boat.

Seeing Shen Lang walking out of the hall, Feng Qingyue gritted her teeth angrily, and her heart surged with overwhelming anger.

"Shen Lang, you'd better not fall into the hands of this saint, otherwise this saint will make your life worse than death!" Feng Qingyue sobbed, with a strong evil spirit in her cold eyes.

…

After Shen Lang walked out of the hall, he pretended to say to the commanders at the head of the boat: "The saint is resting in the hall, and no monks are allowed to disturb her rest."

"good."

The group of commanders nodded their heads without doubting the deception.

"Fellow Taoist, I was so offended just now, please don't take it to heart!"

"Yes, yes, I'm really offended."

"I will also apologize to fellow Taoists."

The previous three commanders took the initiative to apologize to Shen Lang, leaving Shen Lang speechless.

If these guys knew what they had done to the Saint, I don't know what kind of expression they would show.

Shen Lang coughed and said seriously: "Three of you, don't worry about it. May I ask where the young master went?"

"Young Master has gone to Cangmu Palace to negotiate with the island owner of Cangmu Islands. He should be back soon." A strong and strong commander in the integration stage replied.

Shen Lang felt a chill in his heart. The young master of the Wind Ghost Clan was an early Mahayana monk. If he knew what he had done to his concubine, he would probably skin him...

It would be better for him to escape quickly before the young master comes.

"Shen still has something to deal with, so he left first. After the young master comes back, Shen will come to visit again."

Shen Lang clasped his fists and flew away immediately.

After getting away from the spirit boat of the Wind Ghost Clan, Shen Lang activated his Sky Eagle Spiritual Eyes.

Cangmu Palace is located on a larger island in the center of the Cangmu Islands. Since the young master of the Wind Ghost Clan has gone to Cangmu Palace, why not wait for him to leave Cangmu Palace before rushing there.

Just as Shen Lang was thinking this, the Sky Eagle's spiritual eyes suddenly observed a turquoise light flying out of the sky above Cangmu Palace, shooting straight into the sky.

Dunguang's momentum is extremely astonishing, he should be a monk in the Mahayana stage!

Shen Lang used the Sky Eagle Spiritual Eyes to observe for a while and found that the green escaping light happened to be flying towards the Spirit Boat Warship of the Wind Ghost Clan.

It must be the young master of the Wind Ghost Clan.

Seizing this time difference, Shen Lang turned into a ray of light and flew quickly towards Cangmu Palace.

Shen Lang needed the Chaos Spirit Wood to save Liu Yunmeng. He had already scanned the Cangmu Islands and found no Chaos Spirit Wood planted anywhere. To get the Chaos Spirit Wood, you can only go to the island owner of the Cangmu Islands and ask for details.

It would be the best thing if you could trade Chaos Spirit Wood. If you can't trade, you can only think of other ways, or use force.

…

Not long after, Shen Lang arrived outside Cangmu Palace.

Cangmu Palace looks like it is made of white jade, gorgeous and holy, exuding a faint glow. The entire surrounding area of ​​Cangmu Palace was deserted, and the entourage and guards who originally followed the island owner fled and scattered.

Today, in Cangmu Palace, there is only the island owner as a polished commander.

"Which monk is here?"

As soon as Shen Lang floated down, an angry roar came from the hall.