Godly Dragon Guard

The Fire Dragon Tomb appeared, and the martial arts cultivators from various families and sects became energetic and prepared to start snatching treasures.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the fiery red pagoda in mid-air, flying rapidly towards somewhere in the northwest.

All the martial arts cultivators in Diancang Mountain who saw this scene were instantly excited and hurried toward the southwest like mad dogs.

"Damn it, why did only one treasure leak out this time? It's too shabby!" Murong Jun frowned and said.

Murong Feng was also a little disappointed. He didn't expect that only one conspicuous treasure would be ejected when the Fire Dragon Tomb was opened this time.

There is no other way, one thing is better than nothing. Murong Feng's eyes darkened and he ordered: "The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family listen to the order and go snatch the treasure! Kill anyone who blocks your path!"

The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family quickly walked towards the northwest.

The northwest is exactly where the martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace gather.

When the group of transformation martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace saw the treasure flying towards them, their faces showed expressions of ecstasy.

"Whoosh!"

After seeing what was flying in the air, a group of Paradise Palace martial cultivators widened their eyes and were shocked! What they vaguely saw was an instrument in the shape of a bird, with two wings emitting golden light.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, it seems a bit like a flying kite..."

All the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace were stunned.

I thought it was some powerful treasure that could explode the sky, but it turned out to be a flying kite-shaped instrument. No need to think about it, this kind of thing is too useless.

Only offensive and defensive holy weapons are the way to go. Some special-shaped holy weapons may have other magical uses, but their value is much smaller.

"Huh? There seems to be someone underneath the flying kite." A martial arts cultivator from the Paradise Palace pointed to the sky and said.

Everyone stared and observed.

Sure enough, there was a figure below the golden flying kite.

The figure was not Shen Lang. The flying kite he was riding on was fished from the Fire Dragon Saint Lord's bedroom.

Its function is similar to that of a hang glider in the secular world, but this flying kite is also blessed by a mysterious small magic circle. It consumes aura stones as energy, which can make the gliding speed reach a jaw-dropping level.

Although it still cannot fly, the gliding speed and distance of this golden flying kite are far greater than ordinary hang gliders. As long as the take-off distance is high enough, it can fly a long distance.

Shen Lang was secretly glad that the Linggong Tower was indeed opened.

When the Spiritual Palace Tower was opened just now, an eye of the storm suddenly appeared in front of the bedroom. Without thinking, Shen Lang jumped into the eye of the storm while dragging Fei Yuan, and was ejected out of the Spiritual Palace Tower.

Shen Lang was riding the golden flying kite and felt very happy. This trip to Diancang Mountain was so worth it!

Not only did he catch so many things and gained so much knowledge, his cultivation level also improved greatly, reaching the peak of the realm.

Shen Lang is confident that he can break through the virtual realm within a few months.

"Wow!"

The martial arts cultivator from the Paradise Palace below exploded his nest in an instant. He thought what fell was a treasure, but he didn't expect it to be a person riding a flying kite.

Fei Yuan moved from far to near, and a group of people from the Paradise Palace saw Shen Lang's face clearly.

"It's Shen Lang!" The people in the Paradise Palace showed shocked expressions. How could Shen Lang fly out of the Fire Dragon Tomb?

No way! Could it be that Shen Lang got lucky and entered the Fire Dragon Tomb? This idea suddenly appeared in the minds of all the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace.

"Catch him!" Fan Hong, the leader of the late-stage Paradise Palace transformation realm elder, shouted loudly with his eyes like fire.

A group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace rushed towards the direction where Shen Lang was flying.

Shen Lang smiled coldly, he came just in time! The Paradise Palace also had an old grudge against him, so it was time to take action to deal with these guys.

There are nearly fifty martial arts cultivators in this group of Transformation Realm from the Paradise Palace, and there are more than a dozen people in the late Transformation Realm.

It may seem difficult to deal with so many people at once, but Shen Lang is now armed to the teeth with treasures, and he may not be at a disadvantage if he can face all the martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace by himself.

The bald martial artist who was closest to Shen Lang and who was in the middle stage of the Paradise Palace Transformation Realm seemed to want to get the first prize. He directly volleyed his sword in the air and stabbed Shen Lang on the flying kite.

With a trace of disdain in Shen Lang's eyes, he immediately removed the flying kite in the air and put it into the storage ring.

"Ding!"

Shen Lang pulled out the Meteor Sword from his waist, and a blue-white sword light suddenly erupted, striking the bald man like lightning.

"boom!"

Before the bald man could react, his body was hit by sword light, blood arrows shot out, and his chest and abdomen were bloody and bloody from Shen Lang's sword light.

"Ah!" The bald man let out a sharp scream and fell down. His body twitched a few times and he died.

With just one strike, half of a martial cultivator in the middle stage of transformation was killed. Shen Lang's method really shocked all the martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace.

"Everyone, be careful. This little beast named Shen probably got a powerful treasure from the Fire Dragon Tomb! Let's capture him quickly!" Fan Hong shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Fan Hong's words cheered up all the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace.

If Shen Lang is caught, the treasures on his body will belong to the Paradise Palace, and Lu Rulong will definitely reward them greatly.

Shen Lang had no intention of running away and landed slowly on the ground.

A large group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace rushed forward and surrounded Shen Lang, fearing that he would escape.

"Shen Lang, you are very brave, you dare to kill me, the martial arts cultivator of Paradise Palace!" Fan Hong roared angrily.

"So what if I kill him?" Shen Lang looked grim, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He now has high-grade holy weapons all over his body, and with the blessing of his cultivation at the peak of transformation, the high-grade holy weapons can also exert 50% of their strength. There is no need to use a killing weapon like the Zimu Dragon Tooth Dart to completely defeat this group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace.

"Shen, I advise you to surrender and tell us how you got to the tomb of the fire dragon?" Fan Hong threatened.

"You want to know the answer? Okay, you kneel down and kowtow a few times, and then I'll tell you." Shen Lang raised the corners of his mouth, with an unruly look on his face.

"You bastard, I think you won't shed tears after seeing the coffin!" Fan Hong shouted, his face extremely gloomy.

A group of martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace were about to step forward when Fan Hong waved his sleeves and robes and said disdainfully: "It's just a yellow-haired boy. I, the elder, can do it alone."

After saying that, Fan Hong took out the long cyan knife from his waist and decided to show off his strength.

In fact, he just wanted to take more credit and convince the elders.

"Okay, if you want to die, go ahead." There was a trace of mockery on Shen Lang's lips.

He just deliberately suppressed the aura of his peak transformation state. Since this old guy wanted to commit suicide, Shen Lang didn't mind letting him clearly understand the consequences of committing suicide!

"Boy, you are only as arrogant as you are now. This elder will let you know what the gap in strength is!"

Fan Hong smiled contemptuously, clenched the long green knife in his hand, and struck directly at Shen Lang.

The storage ring in Shen Lang's hand flashed, and the Dream-Breaking Knife was held in his hand, and it slashed towards the flying Fan Hong like a strong wind.

The two knives collided.

"Boom!" A huge wave of air spread out from between Shen Lang and Fan Hong, deafening.

The storm that rolled up even made it difficult for the martial arts cultivators in the early stage of transformation in the surrounding Paradise Palace to open their eyes.

With a crisp sound of "clang", the dream-breaking knife in Shen Lang's hand directly cut the blue long knife in Fan Hong's hand into two halves.

"Poof!" Fan Hong opened his mouth and blood spurted out, and his whole body was blown away. (To be continued)