Great Slaughter System

Just as Shen Lang was concentrating on looking at the man in black, a terrifying voice sounded.

"Evil spirits come to the world, all spirits surrender."

The man in black who was rummaging inside trembled, even through the face scarf, Shen Lang could feel the fear in his heart.

Shen Lang moved his feet and flew to hide under the eaves.

Just as Shen Lang hid, he saw four hideous men carrying a sedan chair across the void.

The four of them landed lightly on the ground, and the skinny young man on the sedan chair looked at the room where the man in black was with a strange smile.

"Chacha, Ying Changkong, you are finally here."

crunch.

The room opened, and the man in black walked out slowly, "Young Master Evil Spirit, are you really planning to kill them all?

You have already killed 170 members of my Ying family, what else do you want? "

"Chacha, there is nothing that the Evil Spirit Cult wants to get. From your appearance, that thing should still be here, right?"

The youth's blood-red eyes became even more blood-red, and became more permeable in this dark night.

"swish"

Ying Changkong's face, which was hidden behind the black scarf, changed.

"Buzz!"

Following the words of Mr. Xie Ling, four palanquin bearers with terrifying faces appeared in their hands with iron claws connected by iron chains.

"boom!"

Four iron claws flew out, and the raindrops falling from the sky were gradually shot around.

Ying Changkong didn't expect Mr. Xie Ling and others to do it if they said so, but now is not the time to worry about these things, let's escape and ascend to heaven first.

"Crack!"

Ying Changkong pulled out the long knife at his waist, shouted angrily, and rushed out.

The four sedan chair bearers are all in the late innate stage, and Ying Changkong is also in the late innate stage, but although Ying Changkong is in the same realm as them, unfortunately, their strength is not the same.

"puff!"

Ying Changkong was caught under the ribs by an iron claw, and the iron claw suddenly retracted, and a piece of flesh and blood was caught in the claw by the iron claw.

"ah!"

Ying Changkong howled miserably, staggered back, covered his ribs with one hand, and held a knife in the other, watching the four evil generals vigilantly.

"Master Xie Ling, let me go today, I'll help you find that thing, how about it?"

"Chacha, I don't need you anymore, since I know I'm still here, I'll look for it myself."

Mr. Xie Ling raised his palm, admiring his skeleton-like palm with great interest.

"Buzz!"

The four evil spirits attacked together in an instant.

At this moment, Ying Changkong suddenly flew into the sky, rushed to the eaves where Shen Lang was hiding, and hacked there.

"boom!"

The eaves were broken, Shen Lang spun around and fell to the ground.

"This brother, I have seen enough excitement, I wonder if I can make a move?"

Ying Changkong looked at Shen Lang and said slowly.

Shen Lang put the weapon case on the ground, and looked at Ying Changkong with murderous intent in his eyes, "After today, I will let you die without a place to bury you."

Ying Changkong's face changed suddenly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Shen Lang didn't look at Ying Changkong anymore. In his eyes, Ying Changkong was already a dead person. If he dared to use him, even Emperor Qianwu would die. Then Shen Lang looked at Young Master Xie Ling and others, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Young Master Xie Ling looked at Shen Lang standing proudly with great interest, and said in an ugly voice: "You are not from Pingcheng, are you?"

Shen Lang didn't speak, and looked at Xie Ling and the others vigilantly.

"Evil spirits come to the world, all spirits surrender"

"You really don't know who I am?"

Young Master Xie Ling asked in surprise.

"Young man, they are the evil spirit sect in the same temple and two religions."

Although Ying Changkong was dissatisfied with Shen Lang, but now he had to rely on Shen Lang, so he could only speak.

"Evil Spirit Cult?"

Shen Lang's face changed, Zhenwu Continent's 21 top forces are also ranked, and since this evil spirit sect is ranked second, it is absolutely terrifying.

"Why are you afraid?"

Ying Changkong said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang glanced at Ying Changkong faintly, "I, Shen Lang, have never been afraid, but you provoked me again and again, and I will kill you, so you can do it yourself."

"Buzz!"

The golden knife flew out in an instant, and in an instant, the entire courtyard was enveloped in golden light, and the rainwater stopped flowing where the golden knife passed.

Young Master Xie Ling, who was watching with great interest, did not expect that although Shen Lang was in the acquired state, his shots were no less than innate.

"boom!"

The sedan chair was shattered, and the evil master flew into the sky. The chain claws in the hands of the four evil generals were instantly entangled together, forming a chain net. The evil master stood on it with his hands behind his back, and looked at Shen Lang with contempt: "You are not bad, are you interested in joining my evil spirit sect?"

But Ying Changkong behind Shen Lang suddenly soared into the sky and fled away.

Ying Changkong had already thought of a way out, and took advantage of the time when Shen Lang was fighting with Young Master Xie Ling, he looked for an opportunity to escape.

"You killed him for me."

Young Master Xie Ling pointed to the sky and said indifferently.

The chain claws separated instantly, and then the four of them shot up into the sky, chasing after Ying Changkong.

Following the departure of Ying Changkong and others, only Shen Lang and Mr. Xie Ling remained in the yard.

"How? Have you thought about it?"

Young Master Xie Ling didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. In fact, Young Master Xie Ling was really not in a hurry. Even if people in the court or martial arts knew about it, they wouldn't dare to trouble him.

The evil spirit sect is definitely not in vain for being the second largest power in Zhenwu. Thinking back to the past, the evil spirit sect and the White Lotus sect almost overthrew the Qianwu Empire, so you can know how terrifying the evil spirit sect is.

Although that incident happened, the imperial court did not dare to persecute the Evil Spirit Sect and the White Lotus Sect too much. If there was a major war, the imperial court might not be able to keep its position as the co-lord of the world.

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled, and he said jokingly: "Oh? Then I don't know, what position are you going to give me?"

Master Xie Ling took a deep look at Shen Lang, and said solemnly: "The altar master of the green incense altar."

"Um?"

Shen Lang's expression changed, this young man of the evil spirit was really courageous, although Shen Lang didn't know how high the position of an altar master was, but looking at the expression of the young man of the evil spirit, Shen Lang guessed that it should not be low.

"Hehe, sounds good, but..."

"I don't like it, haha."

"you wanna die."

Young Master Xie Ling knew that he had been tricked by Shen Lang, his expression became angry, a glimmer of light appeared on his skeleton-like claws, and he stamped towards Shen Lang's Tianling.

The golden knife in Shen Lang's hand swept out instantly.

Young master Xie Ling didn't dare to take a peek, he retracted his claws and retreated, avoiding Shen Lang's knife, and then yelled angrily: "The claws of evil spirits."

"boom!"

A sinister aura shot up into the sky, and at this time, the claws of the evil master seemed to be magnified countless times, covering Shen Lang's whole body, and ghosts and wolves howled in the yard for a while.

Shen Lang's face was solemn, the black sword in the weapon box was emitting a faint light, ready to be unsheathed at any time, the golden sword crossed the sky like a bright sun, colliding with the giant claw of the evil spirit master.

"boom!"

Shen Lang shot backwards, smashed the door, and fell into the room behind.

Young Master Xie Ling is born in the middle stage and is a strong man on the list. He is definitely not something that Shen Lang can fight against now.

Shen Lang coughed up a mouthful of blood, thinking about ways to escape.