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Chapter 3625 Goodbye to the ancestor of Tianying

Seeing the golden bull rushing towards him, Shen Lang did not dodge or avoid and poked out his right hand.

The next moment.

"Dong!!!"

The golden bull hit Shen Lang's body firmly and made a loud noise that shook the earth.

A horrifying scene appeared.

Shen Lang was still safe after being hit by such a violent impact. His right arm was pressed tightly on the golden barbarian bull's forehead, forcibly resisting the impact of the golden barbarian bull.

"this……"

Seeing that Shen Lang blocked the shadow of the Four Elephant Taurus with his bare hands, Jin Zhanyuan was shocked. Although the magical power he used did not use all his strength, he could not resist it with his body.

This kid Shen Lang actually used his physical strength to resist this technique! Jin Zhanyuan even doubted whether he had seen an hallucination.

An even more incredible scene appeared.

Shen Lang raised his right foot lightly and kicked the golden barbarian bull's forehead like lightning and thunder, making a shocking and dull sound.

Shen Lang kicked the huge golden bull far away like a ball, and exploded in the air like a cannonball.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud noise, the golden barbarian bull exploded, turning into a large piece of golden light and raging in the air.

It's not just Jin Zhanyuan now, but even Yang He was stunned.

Generally speaking, after magical powers hit something, they will directly trigger spiritual power. It is impossible for Shen Lang to happen.

Shen Lang seemed to have used his palm to block the Manniu Phantom Spirit released by Jin Zhanyuan, but in fact, he completely blocked the energy of the Manniu Phantom Spirit with the chaotic spiritual power in his body, so that he could kick Manniu away.

This only shows one problem. Not only is Shen Lang's chaotic spiritual power in his body vast as the sea, but his control over the chaotic spiritual power has reached an extremely exaggerated level, which is simply incredible!

Jin Zhanyuan didn't believe this evil, his face became serious, and he shouted loudly: "Taurus attacked!"

As soon as the roar fell, the golden light rose behind Jin Zhanyuan, and hundreds of huge Taurus phantoms rushed out. The herd of cattle carried layers of heat waves of the sea of ​​fire and rushed towards Shen Lang. The terrifying heat wave was suffocating!

"The eighth-level celestial immortal art, the sky eyes died!"

The holy demon eyes at Shen Lang's eyebrows emitted a purple light that was as strong as the sun, and shot straight towards the cattle opposite!

"call out!!!"

A slender purple light swept past, and all the bodies of the bulls burst.

"Boom boom boom!"

The golden light spread around, and a violent roar rang through the sky. The cattle herd was defeated before it even approached Shen Lang, and it turned into nothing in the sound of bao      zha.

"Celestial Arts!"

Kim Zhanyuan exclaimed, his eyes wide open, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

The energy fluctuations released by the purple light rays emitted from Shen Lang's eyebrows have reached a level that makes his soul tremble. I'm afraid that only the legendary celestial immortal art can achieve this power!

Until now, Jin Zhanyuan finally understood how powerful Shen Lang was. He was really a celestial immortal cultivation!

Yang He was sweating on his forehead, afraid that Jin Zhanyuan would make the situation stiff, so he hurried forward and made a smooth move: "Lord Jin, there is no need to test it again. You should see that compared to Shen Lang, we are not a match at the same level at all!"

Jin Zhanyuan didn't know this truth. He was completely convinced and shouted to Shen Lang: "Boy Shen Lang, you won. It was just a temptation just now. Don't take your anger on me, I'm really afraid of you!"

Shen Lang smiled and clasped his fists at Jin Zhanyuan, saying, "The Lord of Jin was joking, how could he be ungrateful?"

Jin Zhanyuan looked at Shen Lang like a monster, and couldn't help asking: "Boy Shen Lang, don't blame me for being too verbally. I still want to ask again, you... have really been promoted to the realm of Tianxian?"

Although he had seen Shen Lang's strength with his own eyes, Jin Zhanyuan still couldn't believe that Shen Lang broke through to the immortal.

You know, it has only been more than two thousand years since Shen Lang left the Seven Saints Palace.

After only two thousand years, even if Shen Lang rides on a rocket, he will not practice so quickly, right?

"It's true."

Shen Lang nodded solemnly.

This time, Kim Zhanyuan and Yang He were overjoyed.

They knew exactly what Shen Lang had to be promoted to the realm of Tianxian.

"That's great, God is so open-minded. My Seven Holy Palace will have today!" Jin Zhanyuan was so excited.

"Shen Lang, you are really good for us. Now, besides the ancestor of Meishan, you are the only one who is a celestial immortal cultivator. You are truly the best in Meishan!" Yang He exclaimed very much.

"It's just a lucky person. I dare not take the title of the first one. By the way, I wonder what the situation of the ancestor is now?"

One of Shen Lang's newspapers laughed and changed a topic.

As soon as these words were said, the smiles on Jin Zhanyuan and Yang He gradually calmed down.

Jin Zhanyuan sighed and said, "Oh, the ancestor was seriously injured in the last battle, and his three losses and seven disasters were already very serious. The ancestor's current situation... is not very good."

Listening to Jin Zhanyuan's tone, Shen Lang could probably guess.

"Two masters, please take me to see the ancestor." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"good!"

Jin Zhanyuan and Yang He nodded each and led Shen Lang into the Seven Saints Palace.

Since the last war, the ancestor Tianying has been staying in Yundai Mountain in the north of the Seven Saints Palace to rest, and the three of them flew towards Yundai Mountain.

When he arrived outside Yundai Mountain, the divine sense of the ancestor Tianying seemed to have noticed the three people outside and made an old voice: "Jin Zhanyuan, Yang He, you two retreat and let Shen Lang enter the cave alone."

"yes!"

Jin Zhanyuan and Yang He bowed and left.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and entered the cave with rays of light in the mountain belly.

In the cave, an old man wearing a white robe and skinny bones sat on a cushion, which was the ancestor of Tianying.

If he hadn't felt the familiar aura of the ancestor Tianying, Shen Lang would almost suspect that he had recognized the wrong person.

The ancestor Tianying in front of him was already old and no longer looked like a human being. He saw that his whole body was so dry that it was not much better than a mummy. His deformed and withered bones were like shriveled rotten wood, and he would shatter when touched.

If it weren't for the faint fluctuations of spiritual power from the body of the ancestor Tianying, he would be no different from a mummy sitting there.

"Shen Lang, you are back..." The ancestor Tianying made a weak and hoarse voice, with a hint of joy and comfort in his tone.

Looking at the fire of life in the ancestor Tianying in front of him, Shen Lang was sad and gritted his teeth and asked, "Master, your body seems to have already..."

"It's okay, I won't die for a while."
Chapter completed!
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