Godly Dragon Guard

Hua Ziling walked slowly towards Xuanting, her delicate jade face seemed calm, but it contained infinite murderous intent.

"No! Hua Ziling, please show your respect and don't..."

Xuan Ting knew that the person he had provoked this time was not a trivial one. The opponent could defeat even a Daluo Jinxian of Ziying's level. He had a premonition that he would die miserably, so he had no choice but to beg for mercy from Hua Ziling.

Unfortunately, he hadn't finished his plea for mercy yet.

Hua Zilingsu waved his hand, and the fiery red wheel blade in front of him suddenly flew towards Xuan Ting's neck with the light of fire.

A violent burst of fire exploded, and the fiery red wheel blade chopped off Xuanting's head!

With a muffled sound of "Pfft", Xuan Ting's head flew out sideways, and countless blood arrows shot out from the severed head. The thick smell of blood made people sick.

Hua Ziling used all her strength in this attack. After the destructive power erupted from the wheel blade, Xuanting's soul was completely obliterated, leaving no possibility of survival.

Xuanting's head rolled down in front of Hua Ziling. Hua Ziling's pretty face was full of resentment. She first crushed it with one foot, then set fire to burn all the blood and filth, and finally rolled it up. The waterfall washed away the water.

"Hua Ziling, if you just kill him, will this guy be too cheap?"

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and frowned. He originally wanted to torture Xuanting in various ways to vent his hatred, but he didn't want Hua Ziling to kill him so easily.

Hua Ziling shook her head gently: "Out of sight is out of sight. It would be better if this bastard dies, so as not to dirty my eyes and waste your time. Shen Lang, your time is precious, it's not worth being here." It’s a waste of emotion to plant garbage.”

Shen Lang was touched, hugged Hua Ziling gently, and said seriously: "Hua Ziling, if you have any grievances or hatred in your heart, you must tell me. From now on, no one can hurt you by my side!"

"I don't want to become a loser who is protected by you every day."

Hua Ziling's nose felt sore and she hugged Shen Lang tightly. Her snow-white arms seemed to have infinite power, conveying a deep feeling.

Over the years, her longing for Shen Lang has long been so strong that she cannot get rid of it. .

"What are you talking about? You are my Taoist companion. What's wrong with protecting you?"

Shen Lang smiled and shook his head.

Hua Ziling felt warm in her heart and leaned closely into Shen Lang's arms, enjoying the intimacy for a moment.

This was the first time since she ascended to the True Immortal Realm that she felt such unprecedented peace of mind and warmth.

Seeing the two of them loving each other, the other three beauties in Guangtian Palace had different emotions.

Bai Lan's expression was dull, but there was still a hint of envy for Hua Ziling in her heart.

Lianxing and Mengxuan'er looked at each other with slightly embarrassed expressions, feeling like they had turned into light bulbs.

Both women had a good impression of Shen Lang and felt that they had some chance. However, when they saw Shen Lang's Taoist companions appearing one by one and being very affectionate with Shen Lang, they suddenly felt that the chance was slim.

Feeling the passage of time, Hua Ziling was afraid that she would indulge in it. After a brief taste, she suddenly pinched Shen Lang's waist: "Don't waste time, you should deal with the important things first."

"good!"

Shen Lang nodded solemnly and turned his gaze to the seriously injured and unconscious Ziying.

It's a pity that this purple shadow's cultivation level is in Daluo Jinxian, and Shen Lang can't search its soul, so he can only try to extract some useful information.

Just in case, Shen Lang urged Hun Tian Ling to tightly bind Zi Ying's body. The Shura Holy Eye between his eyebrows shot out a bloody light, and used the soul attack to awaken Zi Ying.

After Ziying was hit by Shen Lang's soul attack with the Asura Holy Eyes, her broken body twitched slightly and she immediately woke up from her coma.

"I never thought that Purple Shadow Temptress would end up like this for you!"

Shen Lang stared at the purple shadow in front of him and laughed ferociously. His whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

Ziying's consciousness was a little blurry, but she roughly understood her situation. Her hair was disheveled and she laughed miserably: "The Chosen One, the Chosen One, I have exhausted all my mechanisms, but in the end I fell into your hands!"

"If I had known this, why would I have fought against me in the first place? Huh, no need to talk nonsense. As long as you can answer some of my questions obediently, I will still consider sparing your life."

Shen Lang looked at Ziying with an indifferent expression and said expressionlessly.

"Spare my life? Haha, I am no longer a three-year-old child. There is no need to play tricks on me. My life was given by the Holy Lord. There is absolutely no way I could betray the Holy Lord or the ancestors of Xuanyuan. You kid, don't think too hard. I have asked for the news from my mouth. Chosen One, if you just want to settle a grudge, you can kill me now, no need to talk nonsense!"

Ziying closed her eyes and spoke coldly, seemingly disregarding life and death.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Shen Lang looked extremely gloomy.

"Hahaha!"

Ziying looked up to the sky and laughed, mockingly saying: "Become a king or lose a bandit, now that you have come this far, why do you have to fear death? What's more, even if I die, there will still be senior brother Huangying who can avenge me!"

"Emperor Shadow? Hahaha, open your eyes and see what this is, witch!"

Shen Lang showed a mocking look on his face and turned over his hand to take out a golden arrow.

Ziying's eyes were fixed on the golden arrow weapon spirit in Shen Lang's hand. His body on the verge of collapse suddenly twitched, and he shouted hoarsely: "Golden arrow weapon spirit? No... this is impossible!!!"

After the Battle of Rock Mountain, the Holy Master sealed his soul in the golden arrow weapon spirit to save his senior brother Huang Ying. He borrowed the weapon spirit's energy to survive. The golden arrow weapon spirit was actually equivalent to Huang Ying's. New soul body.

The arrow in Shen Lang's hand was indeed a golden arrow weapon. Zi Ying's expression was so horrified that he couldn't believe his eyes!

"There is nothing impossible. Huang Ying would have died in my hands long ago. If not, how could I come from the Samsara Immortal Realm to the Jiuli Immortal Realm and the Endless Deep Sea?"

Shen Lang sneered.

As soon as these words came out, Ziying's face turned pale.

I never expected that the Three Saints of Xuanyuan would end up like this. If I had known that this would happen, I should have followed the advice of the Holy Lord from the beginning and should not be an enemy of the Chosen One.

In fact, no one could have imagined that that little heavenly monk could grow to such a shocking level! They underestimated what the words "Chosen One" meant.

Ziying felt extremely regretful, now it was too late.

Thinking that both senior brothers had died in Shen Lang's hands, Ziying's resentment towards the Chosen One was even stronger than ever. She gritted her teeth and said with a ferocious face: "It's hateful, it's hateful that we, the Three Saints of Xuanyuan, all fell into this trap like you." In the hands of a little beast! At this point, you little beast still want to ask for information from me? What a daydream!"

Ziying frantically tried to use the soul power or chaotic spiritual power in his body, trying to explode his physical body and soul body.

Unfortunately, Zi Ying, who was tightly bound by Huntian Ling, had all forms of energy in her body stagnant, and she couldn't even kill herself. (To be continued)