Godly Dragon Guard

The monks were talking a lot, guessing Shen Lang's identity.

Shen Tuhong's consciousness locked onto Shen Lang, and his cold eyes glowed with golden light. His eyesight skills vaguely saw Shen Lang's true appearance, and his face suddenly changed, and he stood up from his seat: "It's you!"

Not only Shen Tuhong, but also several peak immortal monks with powerful soul power also discovered Shen Lang's magical power after careful observation.

Although Shen Langtian's magic pupil's shape-shifting magical power can hide himself very well, it still cannot be hidden from the detection of the peak immortal monks who have strong soul power and are good at pupil skills.

"This person is none other than the big devil Shen Lang!"

I don't know which heavenly monk shouted, and the whole place exploded instantly.

The pretty face of Saint Yao Yue, who was hosting the auction, changed color. She never expected that Shen Lang from the last treasure auction was so courageous and dared to break into this Chinese auction.

The group of monks sitting next to Shen Lang were so frightened that they fled away.

An elder from Guangmingling in the front row, wearing a green robe, opened his eyes angrily and yelled: "Devil, are you the one who killed the leader of our sect, Danyang Zhenren?"

Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders and said coldly: "So what! That old Danyang dog took the initiative to attack Shen, shouldn't he be allowed to fight back?"

"Devil, no matter how many excuses you make, there is no way you can escape from this auction venue today!"

The old man in green robe roared angrily. He only dared to point the finger at Shen Lang because of the strength of the crowd.

Shen Lang sneered and said: "Escape? Shen didn't say that he wanted to escape! If you really want to capture me, then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

"you!"

The green-robed old man's face became extremely ugly, and he immediately shouted at Saint Yaoyue: "Saint, please order the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce guards to capture this thief!"

Before the Saint of the Moon could respond, the Juechen ancestor in the audience sent a message to stop him: "This person's combat power is unfathomable. My daughter, you must not be used as a spear user."

Saint Yaoyue understood immediately and did not express her position.

Shen Lang said loudly: "Shen came to this China auction mainly to buy something, not to extort money. Those monks who want to kill me, listen, after the auction is over, Shen will give you a It’s a chance. Before that, let Shen buy something he likes first!”

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Ge Hong stroked his beard and said: "On behalf of the ten sects of Dongsheng Shenzhou, I can give you an opportunity to trade goods. Since you are willing to pay 150,000 medium-grade fairy stones to purchase the Langzhan Heavenly Book, I will withdraw from the competition and ask you to deliver the full amount of immortal spirit stones first. As for the grievances between the ten sects and you, we can wait until the auction is over to deal with them. What do you think?"

"Good! Finally there is a sensible person."

Shen Lang took off his disguise, walked to the booth in a flash, packed the 150,000 middle-grade fairy stones he had counted in a storage bag, and threw them to the Saint of the Moon.

The Holy Goddess Yao Yue took the storage bag with vigilance, counted the number, and after confirming that the number was correct, she handed the Langzhang Heavenly Book in front of the booth to Shen Lang's hands.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Lang took the heavy white jade bamboo book with one hand and laughed excitedly.

Now, the incomplete Nine Turns Taoist Sutra is finally complete.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Before Shen Lang could laugh for too long, the heads of the ten sects and monk representatives below the booth all stood up, their cold eyes locked on Shen Lang, showing obvious hostility, and the atmosphere became tense.

The leader, Patriarch Ge Hong, waved the fly whisk in his hand and said calmly: "The top ten immortal sects in Dongsheng Shenzhou have made alliances since ancient times. Since you are a wanted felon among the ten sects, don't blame us for wanting to arrest you here." Kill!"

"Kill me?"

Shen Lang glanced at the eleven peak Celestial Immortal cultivators surrounding him, and almost laughed out loud: "Your manpower seems not enough, are you sure you don't want to call all the Celestial Immortal cultivators from your ten sects to help? "

Shen Tuhong sarcastically said: "A mere waste in the early stage of immortality dares to speak such arrogant words!"

"Whether you are arrogant or not, you idiot will find out soon!"

Shen Lang laughed ferociously, his whole body glowed with golden light, soared into the sky, broke through the restrictions of the venue with a "boom", and arrived above the Zhongzhou City Square.

"Chase!"

The heads and representatives of the ten sects, including Patriarch Ge Hong, fled one after another and chased Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't even think about running away. After he came to the sky above Zhongzhou City, he let out an earth-shattering roar: "I advise those monks who don't want to die to leave Zhongzhou City Square within ten breaths. After ten breaths, this All the monks in Zhongzhou City Square must die!!!"

The roar was like thousands of thunders exploding, lasting for a long time.

The guards of the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce immediately lifted the ban on the venue. A large number of monks dispersed in anticipation of danger, and the entire Zhongzhou City Square became a mess.

Although Mei'er in the spirit beast bag was extremely frightened, she still gritted her teeth and sent a message to Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, I don't care about others, this Shen Tuhong must be killed! If you have the strength, give priority to killing this girl. Shen Tuhong, I, Meier, owe you a favor!"

It was Shen Tuhong who captured and imprisoned her alive in the first place and forced her to become a spiritual beast. Meier wanted to tear Shen Tuhong into pieces.

"good!"

Shen Lang couldn't stand this Shen Tuhong either, so he agreed immediately and started to read the countdown: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

While Shen Lang was thinking about the countdown, eleven peak cultivators including Patriarch Ge Hong surrounded Shen Lang.

The immortal monks accompanying the ten sects and many guards from the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce also swarmed in, forming a circle around Shen Lang.

There were more than two hundred immortal monks surrounding him, and Shen Lang became the target of public criticism.

With the help of so many immortals, the old man in green robe from Guangming Ridge shouted: "Devil, suffer death!"

Having said that, the old man in green robe was about to take action, but was stopped by Shen Tuhong.

Shen Tuhong said contemptuously: "This kid said that after ten breaths, all the monks in the square will die. We might as well wait for him for ten breaths, but I want to see how he will die."

"Three, two, one...as you wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of Brahma demonic energy rolled up around Shen Lang, and his body twisted and changed, quickly transforming into a blood sandalwood holy demon ten thousand feet tall.

"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, prove my magical power, the devil comes to the world, and all eyes are destroyed!!!"

The Blood Sandalwood Holy Demon looked up to the sky and roared, and the hundreds of amethyst-like precious eyes on his upper body released a gorgeous and strange purple light at the same time. It was like the stars in the sky bursting open, and the intense bright light covered everything around him.

Immediately afterwards.

"Boohoo!"

A series of sharp and ear-piercing sounds pierced the air, and hundreds of purple rays were like a criss-crossing net, blasting away in all directions with the power of destruction.

"No! This is a mysterious magic, everyone retreat quickly!!!"

The eyes of Ge Hong Ancestor Ru Gujing Wubo suddenly burst into light. He made a prompt decision and spit out a large mouthful of blood into the whisk.

The whisk suddenly turned into a large amount of golden light, like a dense ball of thread, tightly wrapping the body of Patriarch Ge Hong, with full defense.