Godly Dragon Guard

"The Third Eye is destroyed!"

Seeing that the Five Thunder Zhengfa was still unable to suppress Master Songhe's magical power, Shen Lang released the Five Thunders, and at the same time, the purple light of the Holy Demonic Eye at the center of his eyebrows suddenly emitted a terrifying and terrifying purple light ray.

"call out!"

The straight and slender purple light rays penetrated the dense green thorns with devastating force and pointed directly at the face of Master Songhe!

"not good!"

Master Songhe was shocked. He never expected that this kid could release two eighth-level heavenly magic at the same time.

"Golden Ling Sword, appear!"

In panic, Master Songhe immediately took out a golden flying sword, injected chaotic spiritual power into the flying sword with all his strength, and shouted loudly: "Eighth level heavenly magic, sun-piercing sword technique!"

As soon as the roar subsided, the Consecrated Immortal Treasure Flying Sword in front of Master Songhe turned into a giant golden beam of light, and hit the incoming purple light ray with thunderous momentum.

"boom!!!"

A earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the dazzling golden light and purple light collided with each other. The sword technique struck by Master Songhe with all his strength barely resisted Shen Lang's Tianmu Destruction.

"Haha, it seems that you, the master of Shengtian Valley, do have some skills."

Shen Lang chuckled, feeling secretly happy.

For no other reason, the main reason is that the Golden Ling Sword sacrificed by Master Songhe is a consecrated flying sword with no attributes. As for Shen Lang's practice of the sword techniques and sword formations at the first level of the Immortal Killing Sword Code, he needed five consecrated-level immortal treasure flying swords without attributes.

He had already collected three of the five flying swords, and Master Songhe's golden feather sword could just be used as the fourth.

"You...what kind of monk are you?"

Master Songhe stared at Shen Lang in front of him and made a sound of shock and anger.

He was already a little panicked. The boy in front of him had such powerful magical powers and looked confident. Master Songhe seriously suspected that Shen Lang had concealed his cultivation.

In his opinion, it is impossible for early-stage immortal monks to have such ability. The other party is estimated to be a peak mid-Celestial Immortal or even a late-Celestial Immortal monk.

"The nameless wild cultivator can still kill you!"

Shen Lang sneered and was about to continue using his magical powers.

"Your Excellency, wait a minute! You and I have no grievances. There is really no need to fight to the death."

Master Songhe was sweating on his forehead and hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Lang was amused and said sarcastically: "Which trash just said that he would tear me into pieces, burn my soul, and make me suffer all kinds of torture?"

Master Songhe suppressed the humiliation in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "This valley master can be regarded as blind and blind to Mount Tai. Since you have such great magical powers, I should apologize!"

The main reason why he gave in was that he felt it was not worth it. Master Songhe just exchanged the Langzhan Heavenly Book for a bottle of "Peach Juice" a few days ago. After taking it, he hopes to break through to the late stage of immortality.

Seeing that his breakthrough was about to happen, he suddenly encountered a foreign enemy and suffered a disaster.

At this juncture, Master Songhe really didn't want to make any mistakes. He decided to stabilize Shen Lang first, and after he broke through to the late stage of Tianxian, it would not be too late to take revenge.

Before Shen Lang could respond, Xia Ling'er behind him yelled angrily: "Brother Shen Lang, don't believe the rhetoric of a beast like Master Songhe. This man is narrow-minded, cunning and sinister. Brother Shen Lang, don't let it go this time." Him, otherwise this person will definitely try every means to retaliate against you in the future!"

Master Songhe angrily scolded: "Xia Zishang, you bitch, shut up and stop talking nonsense!"

Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Bitch? I want to see if you, a loser, will regret saying these two words!"

Master Songhe called Xia Ling'er a bitch, which was equivalent to insulting Xia Shan'er. Of course Shen Lang couldn't bear it!

"Xuanhua Banaxe, go!"

Shen Lang turned his hand and raised the Xuanhua axe, swung the female axe, and threw it towards Master Songhe with all his strength.

"Hoo ho ho!"

The female ax carried a wave-like red-gold aura, swinging wildly in circles in the air, heading straight towards Master Songhe. The entire sky above Shengtian Valley Square was covered by the red-gold aura splashed out by the Xuanhua board ax.

"hiss!"

Master Songhe took a breath of cold air in shock. He had never seen an immortal treasure with such appalling energy fluctuations.

"Sun-Piercing Sword Technique!"

Seeing the female ax charging towards him with a raging wave of aura, Master Songhe had no choice but to bite the bullet and use all his strength to activate the Golden Ling Sword and use the Sun-Piercing Sword Technique to the extreme.

The Golden Ling Sword splashed out with a brilliant golden light, turned into a huge golden light beam and flew out, hitting the incoming female ax with lightning speed.

"boom!!!"

The sound of explosion was like the earth falling apart and lasting for a long time.

The spiritual storm set off by the explosion forced the Jiangjun Palace army led by Xia Ling'er and the Shengtian Valley army following Master Songhe back a long distance.

The Xuanhua Banaxe defeated Master Songhe's full-strength sword magic power with its earth-shaking power. The Jin Ling Sword hit the Xuanhua Banaxe, making a sharp and harsh sound of "ding". In an instant, the Xuanhua Banaxe was overbearing. The power was blown away.

Shen Lang deliberately controlled the power of the Xuanhua Banxe so as not to destroy the Golden Ling Sword.

After the female ax defeated Master Songhe's magical sword technique, its power was still fierce, and it directly hit Master Songhe's waist and abdomen at a speed that even his spiritual consciousness could not capture.

With a muffled sound of "Puff!", half of Songhe's body was cut off in half by the Xuanhua axe!

"ah!!!"

Master Songhe's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a shrill scream. Even the intestines in his abdomen rolled out. The lower half of his body fell from the air, and the upper half of his body continued to tremble and twitch. The scene was terrible to watch.

After the female ax flew in the air at high speed, it flew back to Shen Lang's hand.

If Shen Lang hadn't controlled the power of the Xuanhua Banaxe, the blow just now would have killed Master Songhe.

Any cultivator below the peak of Heavenly Immortal can hardly withstand the blow of Shen Lang's Xuanhua Banxe. Master Songhe is only in the middle stage of Heavenly Immortal, so naturally he cannot make any trouble.

"A beautiful blow, Senior Shen has unparalleled magical powers!"

"Senior Shen, kill him!"

Seeing that Master Songhe, a heinous enemy, was cut into two pieces by Shen Lang with a flying axe, the elders of Jiangjun Palace were so excited that they couldn't control themselves and shouted one after another.

"Brother Shen Lang, kill this beast!"

Xia Ling'er's starry eyes widened, her face turned red with emotion, and she let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Because Shen Lang controlled the power of the Xuanhua Banxe, although Master Songhe's physical body was chopped into two pieces, his soul body was not seriously harmed.

Master Songhe was completely frightened by Shen Lang's methods, and shouted sharply at the elders of the Holy Sky Valley behind him: "You... what are you idiots doing, come and save me!!!"

"Protect the Valley Master!"

Three early-stage immortal elders immediately rushed out from the monks from the Holy Sky Valley who were following behind, and rushed towards Master Songhe.

"It's just a few trash fish, so don't be embarrassed!"

A contemptuous sneer appeared on Shen Lang's lips, he clenched the Xuanhua ax in his hand and threw it again.