Yuan Tianzongxin was in his throat and shouted: "Elder Chen, be careful!"

All the elders and disciples of the Seven Saint Palace were nervous.

Although Shen Lang is already a powerful immortal, it is ridiculous that he wants to fight against the more than one billion troops of Liushamen and the Vajra Sect with his own strength!

However, the Supreme Elder had made up his mind, and they could only pray silently that Shen Lang could show his power.

Just as Shen Lang rushed out of the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, a phantom of the old man in brocade clothes suddenly condensed above the square of the Seven Saints Palace, which was the soul of the ancestor Tianying!

Although the body of the ancestor Tianying was beyond recognition, his soul and soul were as normal as usual, and he still maintained his former tall figure. His body surface was filled with a faint golden light, and a mysterious golden halo rose behind him. He was powerful without anger and was astonishing!

Yuan Tianzong was shocked and immediately bowed to the soul body of the ancestor Tianying and said, "I have seen the ancestor!"

"Meet the ancestor!"

All the elders of the Seven Saint Palace bowed to the ancestor Tianying in the sky.

"It's time now, so don't care about the red tape. Get up quickly and be ready to fight at any time!" said the ancestor Tianying in a deep voice.

"yes!"

The monks of the Seven Saints Palace stood up one after another and stood in formation.

"Old ancestor, your body..." Yuan Tianzong frowned and initiated a message transmission.

Others don’t know the situation of the ancestor Tianying, but Yuan Tianzong knows it very well.

The flesh damage of the ancestor Tianying is extremely serious and his vitality has been exhausted. At this time, the soul leaves the body, and the body may not be able to hold on to it first and die directly. The consequences can be imagined!

"This battle is related to the life and death of my Seven Saints Palace. How could this ancestor not come? Anyway, my old bones have not been alive for a few years. Instead of hiding in the sect and waiting for death, it is better to have a fierce battle!"

He took the care of the ancestor Tianying after life and death indifferently, and would rather die in battle than continue to live in silence.

Yuan Tianzong was in awe and said in a deep voice: "Old ancestor, Elder Shen Lang has already flew out of the formation. Should we help Elder Chen?"

Although Shen Lang had issued no orders to them not interfere, Yuan Tianzong always felt that Shen Lang was too confident and still asked the opinions of the ancestor Tianying.

"Since my disciple is full of confidence, you might as well watch the changes first and wait and see the changes in the situation. When Shen Lang formally confronts the other party, we will launch an attack. When Shen Lang can't hold on, all the monks in the Seven Holy Palace will fight out in time!"

The ancestor of Tianying stood in the sky, staring at the golden flash flying towards the enemy, and said slowly.

"good!"

Yuan Tianzong nodded slightly.

...

After Shen Lang rushed out of the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, he turned into golden lightning and flew towards Yun Tianlin, which was so fast that it was dazzling.

Wherever they passed, many monks from the Quicksandrites and Vajra Sect tried to intercept Shen Lang, but they were all knocked away by Shen Lang's body.

The monk who was knocked away was like being hit by a mountain that rushed forward. At the very least, he was shocked and vomited blood, and at the worst, he could fly away from his flesh and blood and die on the spot!

Shen Lang rushed into the enemy army as if he had entered a no-man.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang came to Yun Tianlin, and a wave of air ripped out around him, shocking the monk who was trying to get close to him.

"who!"

Yun Tianlin's shouting and scolding suddenly disappeared, his eyes locked in the air, and his face flew towards Shen Lang, with a gloomy face, asked, "Boy, who are you?"

"Yun Tianlin, your Grandpa Shen Lang is here, why don't you kowtow and bow down quickly!"

Shen Lang smiled grimly and said sarcastically.

"Shen Lang, are you Shen Lang?"

When Yun Tianlin heard Shen Lang's name, his eyes widened and his expression suddenly became excited.

Seeing that the other party was so excited, it seemed that he was not angry, Shen Lang was a little surprised: "What?"

"Boy, I accidentally let you escape more than two thousand years ago. I am extremely upset about this. I don't expect you to come to your door today. This is really a good thing!"

Yun Tianlin laughed to the sky and sent a voice transmission to Shen Lang with a terrifying aura: "Boy, hand over the purple flame snake teeth fire tip qiang weapon spirit, I will spare you! Otherwise, you will be destroyed in both spirit and form!"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said, how did Yun Tianlin know that he had the Fire Sword qiang spirit?

After thinking about it, Xuan Ming knew that he had the Fire Sword qiang spirit, perhaps Xuan Ming revealed the news to Yun Tianlin.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Lang laughed wildly, and a disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Just like you, you, want to covet my Fire Spike Gun Spirit? It's so ridiculous!"

"Ignorance child, you are looking for death!"

Yun Tianlin was instantly angry and made a gesture with one finger.

"The seventh level of earth immortal art, the angry blood arrow!"

With Yun Tianlin's loud shout, dazzling blood splashed out from his fingertips, condensed into a blood-shining arrow. The tip of the arrow was surrounded by dense twisted runes, containing a powerful destructive power.

"call out!"

The blood-colored arrows flew towards Shen Lang's face with the force of piercing the clouds and splitting the stones.

"You can also take advantage of this kind of crude skill?"

Shen Lang showed a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Just as the blood-colored arrow was about to hit his face, Shen Lang poked out his right hand with lightning speed, and the fingertips of his right hand firmly clamped the blood arrow that broke through the air!

This blood-colored arrow was frozen at about half an inch from Shen Lang's face, and could no longer move forward.

"No... impossible!"

Yun Tianlin's murderous face, which had just become murderous, suddenly frozen, staring at Shen Lang in horror, and once wondering if he had seen an hallucination!

Although this angry blood arrow is not Yun Tianlin's killer move, its power is definitely much higher than ordinary seventh-level earth immortal art. No matter how powerful the earth immortal cultivator is, it is impossible for him to catch the angry blood arrow shot with his bare hands!

The next moment, an even more jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Shen Lang used a little force to cut off the blood-colored arrow directly! The broken arrow turned into a blood-colored energy and disappeared with the wind.

Yun Tianlin, who was shocked, finally realized that Shen Lang was not a soft persimmon, so he immediately released his spiritual consciousness to explore Shen Lang's breath and cultivation.

"You...you are a celestial immortal cultivator!"

Yun Tianlin exclaimed in surprise, staring at Shen Lang with an incredible gaze, and his face became extremely ugly.

He clearly remembered that more than two thousand years ago, this kid didn't even have the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal, so why has he suddenly turned into a celestial immortal master?

"Haha, you're not blind!"

Shen Lang sneered and said with a grim expression: "I won't say much nonsense. Yun Tianlin, I went to fight today to take your life and avenge my master and the dead Seven Saint Palace members!"

Just then, Zen Master Dari not far away seemed to notice the strange movements of Yun Tianlin, and immediately turned into a ray of light and flew over, floating on Yun Tianlin's side, looking at Shen Lang with a fat face vigilant, and hurriedly sent a voice to Yun Tianlin:
Chapter completed!