"My wife surnamed Chen, I will never be a human being if I don't kill you today!" Qingyang Zhenren was furious. He was extremely angry and no longer had the calmness he used to be.

As soon as the roar fell, the Qingyang Zhenren sacrificed a red giant sword, containing the power of the sun, like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun, and the dazzling light of flint appeared on the sword, with its spiritual power imminent.

Zhenren Qingyang is also a powerful sword cultivator. This red giant sword is his natal magic weapon, called the Zhuoyang Sword.

Just when the Qingyang Zhenren was about to attack Shen Lang, the old demon Fengyue quickly used his natal magic weapon, Demon Hunting Spear.

The blood-colored spear rose dozens of meters long and stopped in front of Qingyang Zhenren. The tip of the spear was filled with cold light, and blood mist surged, emitting a heart-pounding terrifying aura.

"Old monster Qingyang, as the deputy leader of the Southern Land, you actually fought with a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. You don't feel embarrassed! Your opponent is me." The white face of the old demon Fengyue showed a hint of sinisterness.

After saying that, the old demon Fengyue surged from the right hand of the right hand, and condensed a huge white bone claw, attacking Qingyang Zhenren like lightning.

The Qingyang Zhenren was shocked and angry, and immediately activated the Zhuoyang Sword to fight back.

Officially started.

Shen Lang had the fastest reaction speed. He immediately activated the Jiuli Sword Formation, forming eighty-one sword lights, and attacking the Madness Venerable.

"Hold."

The Mad Venerable cursed in his heart that Shen Lang really wanted to attack him.

The eighty-one sword lights activated by Shen Lang came too fast, and the Madman Venerable felt a little numb. He had seen the power of this sword formation before.

Unless it is a top-level ancient defensive treasure, it is difficult to withstand the attack of this kid's sword formation. Being forced, Venerable Madness had to open his mouth and spray out a large ball of purple flame. He sprayed out all the Six Yang Divine Fire that had been warmed for many years in one breath.

As soon as the Six Yang Divine Fire came out, the terrifying heat wave made the air slightly distort.

After all, it was the master's skill of the Madness Venerable, and the power of the Six Yang Divine Fire was still amazing. The large ball of purple fire rose in the wind and turned into a huge flame storm, crashing towards the eighty-one sword lights that were attacking.

"boom!"

A huge muffled sound came, an explosion sounded everywhere, and a large amount of purple fire spread.

The suffocating heat wave turned the woods into a piece of flying ashes and coke, and the heat wave spread all the way to 1,000 meters away, causing a forest fire.

The six yang divine fires spewed out by the Madman Venerable defeated eighty-one golden lights. The terrifying purple fires almost burned Shen Lang, and they used the power of the Sky Blue Divine Sand to defend themselves.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and underestimated the Madness Venerable. This guy is still a bit powerful. But he was not very panicked. The old guy's Six Yang Divine Fire must not be continuous.

The terrifying flame power caused the other Nascent Soul cultivators to dodge and retreat.

"What are you still standing there? Come on!" The old demon Fengyue roared at the two cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage of Hehuan Sect.

"yes!"

Two Supreme Elders of Hehuan Sect sacrificed magic weapons and launched a fierce attack on the three early-stage old men of the Nascent Soul stage in the southern continent. Su Ruoxue also participated in the battle group.

The fierce battle was about to break out and soon reached the white-hot stage.

The momentum of the fight among the monks in the Nascent Soul stage was earth-shaking, let alone group fights.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the 1,000-meter range of the woods instantly turned into a desert. Various explosions came, and the ground was filled with pits of various sizes.

Surrounded by a raging fire, thousands of meters away, it was in a mess.

In addition to the seemingly fierce at the beginning, Venerable Madness was almost beaten by Shen Lang and retreated step by step.

He overdrawed his spiritual power a few days ago, and now he has no ability to activate the glass cup anymore. Now he can only rely on the Six Yang Divine Fire to support it.

But the problem arises. His Six Yang Divine Fire is not a fire that is endless, but a consumable. The Mad Venerable's heart is extremely painful. The consumed Six Yang Divine Fire takes more than ten years of condensation to re-form.

Although the amount of Six Yang Divine Fire he released is sufficient, every time he fights Shen Lang back and forth, the overall flame will be consumed a little.

The longer the time delays, the more unfavorable it is for him. The main reason is that Shen Lang's Jiuli Sword Formation is too powerful, which accelerates the consumption of the Six Yang Divine Fire.

Seeing that the situation was not good, an old man in the green robe from Ziyun Palace came to help the Mad Yan Venerable, and the two worked together to deal with Shen Lang.

Even so, Shen Lang still has the upper hand.

Although the lack of Yuyang Golden Thunder reduced the overall power of the sword formation a lot, it was still very terrifying.

With Shen Lang dragging the two of them, the pressure of Su Ruoxue and the two Supreme Elders of Hehuan Sect dropped sharply. They fought three to two, and naturally they had the upper hand.

The fierce true man Qingyang, who was fighting with the old Fengyue Demon, found out the battle situation with his spiritual sense, and his old face looked extremely gloomy.

What he was most worried about did indeed happen. Shen Lang, the turtle, was an anomaly in his fate! It cannot be explained by common sense.

Qingyang Zhenren thought that Shen Lang had not recovered from serious injury and his combat power would definitely be greatly reduced, but he never expected that this kid would have nothing to do.

It would be fine if you didn't have any trouble, the key is that this kid's strength is too incredible.

"It's a bit bad if this continues!" Qingyang Zhenren was in a mess.

The one who was most excited was the old demon Fengyue. At first, he thought that he could only barely compete with Qingyang, but he didn't expect that this kid Shen Lang was so brave that he could still gain the upper hand with his own strength.

"Okay, fellow Taoist Shen Lang, I owe you a favor today!" The old demon Fengyue laughed loudly.

Shen Lang responded coldly: "Fellow Daoist Fengyue, wait for me to kill this crazy old dog first, and then help you kill the Qingyang old dog together."

One sentence made Qingyang Zhenren's forehead swell up and he shouted angrily: "Ignorance, I will let you know soon, what will happen if I annoy me!"

The old face of Qingyang Zhenren is extremely sinister. While resisting the attack of the old demon Fengyue, he mutters something.

"The seal of the phoenix bird appears!"

As soon as the roar fell, a small green jade seal appeared in the palm of Qingyang Zhenren's palm, with a cloud of light shining everywhere, and a mysterious golden rune mark appeared on it.

"It's the spiritual world inscription!" Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly.

"Shen Lang, this phoenix seal is a famous magic weapon in the southern continent, be careful!" Su Ruoxue, who was still fighting on the side, suddenly sent a message to Shen Lang.

"Fellow Daoist Shen Lang, just concentrate on dealing with your side, and leave it to me for the old dog of Qingyang."

The old demon Fengyue looked extremely solemn, and he was also muttering words in his mouth. A string of water-blue bells appeared on his white wrist, and a layer of spiritual inscriptions appeared on his surface.

"Tianshuiling!" Shen Lang was shocked again.

After spending some time in Beilu, he also heard about some of the top magic weapons of the Beilu Sect.

The Hehuan Sect also has a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure called "Tianshuiling". It is extremely sharp. It is probably the blue bell sacrificed by the old demon Fengyue.

The imitation level of Tianshuiling is relatively high, reaching a level similar to that of Luanque Seal Glass Cup.

Generally, magic weapons like bells have special abilities, but this Tianshui Ling is just the opposite. This treasure is a single five-element water attribute attack magic weapon.

It takes a huge amount of spiritual power to activate the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure. It seems that the old demon Fengyue has also sacrificed his life.
Chapter completed!