Seeing that two friends were killed instantly, the eighth-level bear was scared to the sky.

The golden-horned dragon rushed forward, and its huge body tied the bear tightly, like a python.

"ah!!!"

The bear screamed and wailed without any resistance. The golden-horned dragon scales were as sharp as the blade. With a little force, the bear was covered in blood and blood, and blood splattered everywhere. The bear's mouth made a tragic begging for mercy.

"Give me your life!"

Shen Lang did not talk nonsense and directly used the soul-searching technique to the weak bear.

Soul Search can not only be used against human cultivators, but also on demon cultivators. However, there is a prerequisite that the demon cultivator must be successfully used when he is in a weak state.

Shen Lang only read useful information and learned that the Cold Flame Peacock was cultivating in Tianlan Palace.

The Cold Flame Peacock has no self-healing body. It has suffered such severe injuries before and is difficult to recover without a 10 or 20 years.

The Hanyan Peacock has taken a large amount of healing pills these days, and his injuries have stabilized and he can barely act, but his combat power is not one in ten.

The Earth Bear was recovering from the mountain outside the Giant Bear Palace north of the Northern Territory Demon Clan. He was still unconscious until now and could not even maintain his transformed posture.

In short, these two demon cultivators are in extremely poor condition, and it is not difficult for Shen Lang to kill them.

After the soul search was over, Shen Lang killed the eighth-level bear.

Now, the Northern Region Demon Clan has a relationship with him forever, and Shen Lang will never be merciless.

After turning back to human body, Shen Lang entered the tribe of the Northern Region Demon Clan and flew towards the direction of Tianlan Palace.

Along the way, Shen Lang used the cloud screen to hide his breath and body, preventing those ordinary demons from being noticed.

Half an hour later, I arrived at Tianlan Palace.

There are eight eighth-level demon cultivators guarding outside the palace.

Because the Cold Flame Peacock recovers from the palace, the defense around Tianlan Palace is relatively strict. In addition to the eight demon cultivators, there are thousands of level six and seven demon tribes guarding it, and there are a large number of demon birds hovering in the sky.^

Seeing that Tianlan Palace was approaching, Shen Lang no longer restrained his breath and directly used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit, transformed into a golden-horned dragon, and rushed towards Tianlan Palace quickly.

Shen Lang exposed his breath without any concealment. For a moment, all the demon cultivators and monsters guarding Tianlan Palace discovered a huge golden dragon flying from the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

The blue peacock at the top of the eighth level in the lead roared, and all the demon cultivators and monsters in Tianlan Palace showed horror and horror expressions.

The aura of the golden-horned dragon was too terrifying. Wherever it passed, the wind raged, and the golden dragon scales on its body shone brightly, emitting a heart-wrenching atmosphere.

"It's the guy wanted by the Golden Wind Demon King! Don't be afraid, he is only one, so it's not to be afraid. Let's work together to intercept this dragon!"

The blue peacock at the peak of the eighth level turned into its body, let out an angry roar, and led the other seven eighth level demon cultivators to rush towards Shen Lang.

The eight demon cultivators may have felt that there are many people and power, so they have some courage.

But it turns out that their ideas are ridiculous.

"Get out!"

Shen Lang let out a violent roar, and saw the eight demon cultivators flying over, the golden-horned dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a large amount of golden blade storm.

I saw a golden storm like a giant tornado gushing out, and a dense golden wind blade was carried in the middle of the vent, and it rushed towards the eight demon cultivators who were flying in with unrivaled power. "Hiss!"

The eight demon cultivators felt the terrifying power of the golden storm, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, immediately turned off the attack to defend, and defended the golden blade storm with all their strength.

However, everything is futile.

The Golden Blade Storm is powerful, far from being able to withstand these eighth-level demon cultivators.

Under the bombardment of the Golden Blade Storm, most of the eighth-level demon cultivators were instantly broken. The golden storm knocked their bodies into blood mist, and minced meat as big as rice grains splattered everywhere.

Only the blue peacock at the peak of the eighth level used his wings to withstand the golden blade storm for several seconds, but it only took a few seconds.

"ah!!!"

In an instant, the blue peacock could not hold on, and its wings were instantly crushed by the golden blade storm, and its body was also bombarded into blood mist.

After just one encounter, the Golden Horned Dragon killed eight eighth-level demon cultivators in one breath.

The other party is too terrifying, and this kind of strength makes people feel numb.

The demons guarding the surroundings of Tianlan Palace were so scared that they were scattered, without any desire to fight, and they all fled.

"Cold Flame Peacock, get out of here!"

The golden-horned dragon let out a roar at Tianlan Palace, and the ground was buzzing.

The next moment, a pale white escape light flew out from Tianlan Palace. A white-robed demon cultivator turned into his original body and turned into a cold-flame peacock and flew into the air.

The Cold Flame Peacock is more than a thousand meters long, and its feathers are as dazzling as white crystals, and its body is covered with white light, with amazing momentum.

However, the severe injury has not improved. The peacock's aura is extremely disordered and weak, and it seems that it cannot surpass the violent aura of the golden-horned dragon.

"Boy, don't bully people too much!" The Hanyan Peacock let out an angry roar.

I really never dreamed that this kid would return to the Northern Territory Demon Clan. The other party was so rampant that the Cold Flame Peacock was so irresistible.

Shen Lang was so angry that he laughed: "It's too much to deceive others? Hahaha! It's clear that your Northern Region Demon Clan is plotting against me. Do you have to wait for death if you have a weak cultivation level? As the saying goes, Feng Shui will take turns, I will send you back to the west today!"

"roar!!!"

The Cold Flame Peacock was extremely furious, and his feathers were all raised. He was already blinded by anger and roared: "Miscellaneous, do you think you can kill me!"

"You will know soon if you kill it!"

Shen Lang didn't want to talk nonsense, so he took the initiative and rushed towards the Hanyan Peacock.

"Dantian Ice Flame!"

Seeing the golden-horned dragon killing, the cold-flame peacock forcibly suppressed the disordered demonic power in his body and used his natal magical powers. A large number of pale white cold flames were spewed out of his mouth. Wherever he passed, the space was twisting, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped, emitting cold fog.

Even though the Hanyan Peacock was seriously injured, the attacks he issued should not be underestimated. Shen Lang did not dare to underestimate him.

The golden-horned dragon activates the golden blade storm with all its strength, and a tornado-like golden storm enveloped the body, forming a tough protective cover.

Shen Lang immediately sacrificed the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure golden yuan bowl and frantically injected spiritual power into the brass round bowl. The golden light of the round bowl surged, forming an extremely hard Buddha light wall, covering the golden dragon.

With the two layers of defense of the Buddha Light Wall and the Golden Blade Storm, Shen Lang was not afraid of the Qiantian Ice Flame of this level, and gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Cold Flame Peacock.

"boom!"

A large number of pale white cold flames hit the golden-horned dragon, but were blocked by the golden blade storm and Buddha light wall on the surface of the dragon's body, making a deafening explosion.

The Hanyan Peacock was seriously injured and had not healed. The power of the natal magic power he hit was at most only one-fifth of that in his prime. He failed to break through Shen Lang's defense.
Chapter completed!