"Leave? Haha! Look at your face, you should be monks from Yunjian Continent! Our territory facing the continent is not what you Yunjian people come whenever you want to come?" An old man with a hooked nose said with a gloomy face.

Shen Lang's face darkened and said, "The couple in the lower and lower stages have no plans to cause trouble. We are all Nascent Soul cultivators, so there is no need to fight to the death, right?"

"Hahaha, not bad! The three of us can let you two go, but you two must surrender to me and go east to mainland China, let us plant the forbidden magic technique and wait for the hair to fall!" The old man with red hair showed a playful look on his face and said with his hands behind his back.

"Forbidden God Technique? Hahaha, three old guys, you are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue!" Shen Lang laughed in anger, showing a violent look on his face.

"Some people in Yunjian dare to be arrogant in my eastward mainland and seek death!"

"A deserter from Yunjian Continent is also worthy of playing wild here!"

"Submit yourself, otherwise you will die!"

The three monks in black robe were furious and roared sternly.

Shen Lang's face was full of gloom, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero.

In fact, unless it is absolutely necessary, Shen Lang didn't want to cause any trouble in Donglinren's territory. If he gets angry, he will be in trouble. But now he has no choice. If he doesn't, these three old guys will probably use force.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang sacrificed nine thunder light splitting swords and activated the Jiuli Sword Formation as quickly as possible. The nine natal magic weapon flying swords immediately turned into eighty-one sword lights.

At the same time, Su Ruoxue tacitly cooperated with Shen Lang to take the initiative and sacrificed the ancient treasure and burst the gong, and the light flashed.

"The east is the ten treasures, bursting gongs!?" The three old men in black robe saw the bursting gongs in Su Ruoxue's hands and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and their old face turned pale.

After all, it is a well-known magic weapon in Donglin. The explosion gong is famous for its reputation, so three old men in black robe naturally recognize it.

"You...how did you have the bursting gong of Fairy Le?" The old man with a hook nose widened his eyes and pointed at Su Ruoxue, his old face full of horror.

Su Ruoxue was speechless, her eyes turned cold and she urged her spiritual power frantically, and she waved the heavy hammer and knocked on the gong.

"clang!"

The extremely harsh sound waves attacked the three old men in black robe.

"No, let go of your spiritual sense to resist!"

The old man with red hair shouted loudly, his eyes widened, as if he knew the domineeringness of the burst gong.

The three old men in black robe released their spiritual sense with all their might, trying to resist the impact of sound waves.

Although the burst gong is powerful, it can only exert 50% of its power due to Su Ruoxue's cultivation level.

Moreover, the old man in the black robe and the three others knew the characteristics of the burst gong. The spiritual defense released by the three of them together was almost equivalent to the level of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Su Ruoxue's attack did not hurt them, but only made their brains briefly dizzy and their qi and blood surged.

Taking advantage of this moment, Shen Lang launched a fierce attack.

"Die!"

A ray of light appeared in Shen Lang's eyes, and he activated the Jiuli Sword Formation with all his strength. Eighty-one sword lights formed a lightning storm and swept towards the three old men in black robe.

As soon as the three of them recovered from dizziness, they saw a terrifying golden lightning storm coming, and their scalp was numb. "Yellow sandbag, go!" The red-haired old man endured the dizziness in his head and threw out a small yellow leather bag on his waist.

"Purple Golden Que, stop me!" The old man with a hook nose gritted his teeth and sacrificed a purple-gold jade Ruyi.

"Flame Knife, fast!" A fiery red bone knife flew out of the bald old man's cuffs.

The yellow sandbag surged in the wind and reached a hundred meters long, and a large amount of golden gravel surged out of the bag's mouth, protecting the three of them. The red-haired old man frantically activated the yellow sandbag to try to resist the attack of the Jiuli Sword Formation.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly. The gravel in the yellow sand bag was somewhat similar to the gravel in the yellow sand formation under the San Lao cloth in the east, but the defense power was naturally incomparable to the yellow sand formation.

As for the Purple Golden Que and the Flame Sword, they are pure attack magic weapons, with fair power.

Three magic weapons were sacrificed at the same time, hitting the golden lightning storm.

"Boom!"

A earth-shaking loud noise rang through the mountain stream, and the violent explosion flattened the surroundings of the ravine to the ground. Countless mountains turned into powder, forming a large number of pits.

After one blow, the entire ravine was knocked down and it was in a mess.

Three old men in black robe opened their mouths and were in extreme embarrassment.

The red-haired old man's yellow sandbag was blown through a big hole by the sword light, and his inspiration was greatly reduced.

The old man with the hook nose was even more miserable, and the purple gold palace was directly knocked into two halves and was completely destroyed.

After enduring the strangulation of the sword formation, the bald old man's flame sword flew back to his hand. As a result, the blade suddenly cracked countless gaps, and with a "click", it directly shattered into scum!

"Puff!" The bald old man squirted a big mouthful of blood and cried out: "My natal magic weapon, flame sword!"

After enduring the full-strength attack of the Jiuli Sword Formation, the three old men in black robe suffered varying degrees of injuries, and their magic weapons were basically destroyed.

Shen Lang was unscathed, and all the sword lights retracted back to his body and rotated at high speed.

The three old men in black robe were as if they were struck by lightning, their faces turned pale. "What kind of sword formation is this? How can it be so powerful?" The old man with red hair widened his eyes and showed an incredible look.

"You...who are you?" The old man with hook nose looked at Shen Lang with horror.

Shen Lang grinned and said, "These issues will not be a problem for the three fellow Taoists. Let's die obediently!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation again and strangled towards the three old men in black robe.

"This person is not an ordinary monk. He is unable to fight. Flee quickly!"

Deeply feeling the extremely terrifying power of the Jiuli Sword Formation, the red-haired old man no longer had any temper and directly yelled at the other two old men.

The old man with hook nose and the old bald man were also frightened and turned his head and ran away.

"I want to run away? Let's leave it for me!"

Su Ruoxue smiled coldly and immediately displayed the bloody magic light.

A large piece of blood attacked the three old men in black robe who were about to escape, with speed as fast as lightning.

"ah!!!"

Before the three old men in black robe could react, they were hit by blood and hugged their heads and screamed like ghosts and wolves howling.

Su Ruoxue activated the blood charming light, and was a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and the effect was not a little stronger than the bursting Tongluo.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang seized the time and tried his best to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation. The sword light formed a large lightning storm, instantly swallowing the three of them.

"Boom boom boom!"

In just half a breath, the bodies of the three old men in black robe were strangled into pieces by a large number of sword lights, and large pieces of blood mist floated in the air.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue killed the bodies of three old men in black robe without any effort. The three of them were extremely frightened and were about to escape. Su Ruoxue scored another blood charming divine light, but because the coverage of the blood charming divine light was limited, she only hit two Nascent Souls.

Shen Lang urged the sword formation to strangle the two Yuanying.

The remaining old man's Nascent Soul was like a frightened bird, escaping into the distance like a mad dog. His escape speed was extremely fast and disappeared in the sky in an instant.
Chapter completed!