Chapter 3793 vulnerable
Shen Lang's high-profile actions attracted many patrol monks.
Whenever Shen Lang saw the monks of the Sui Shun Sect who were chasing him, he had no mercy and casually put up a handful of Jiuming True Fire and burned all the traitors from the Tianmu Immortal Realm to death.
Along the way, Shen Lang killed and set fire, and no one could stop him! Shen Lang's extremely arrogant behavior finally alarmed the surrender forces of the Beijuluzhou stationed in Pansi Ridge.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The alarm bells were sounded in Pansi Ridge, and the surrender of Beijuluzhou sent troops to attack together to try to suppress Shen Lang.
Shen Lang refused everyone. When he saw the surrendered monks approaching, he immediately emitted a Jiuming True Fire, burning the entire team without leaving any armor! This horrifying ability really scared the surrendered monks in Beijuluzhou to the point of being so angry that they didn't dare to take a breath. Many of the monks had already arrived at the scene, but they just didn't dare to get close to Shen Lang.
Only when there were more monks coming to support them did they dare to pluck up the courage to attack Shen Lang.
However, for Shen Lang, no matter how many of these mobs came, they would not pose any threat to him! Shen Lang waved his sleeves and raised his hands. The overwhelming Nine-Da True Fire descended from the sky, swallowing and submerging a large number of surrendered monks.
"ah!"
Screams were heard one after another, and the golden sea of fire was rolling and surging. Countless surrender monks were burned to dust and ashes, and their spirits were destroyed! The surrender monks who escaped by chance all claimed that unidentified human masters were slaughtering surrender monks in the Pansi Ridge! An unparalleled panic spread in the Pansi Ridge.
Wuxue Villa, led by the Suishun Sect in Beijuluzhou, finally couldn't sit still. The owner of the manor Jin Tianzheng was furious and immediately led a hundred immortal cultivators to the scene quickly.
Shen Lang was still flying towards the depths of Pansi Ridge with a thunderous roar in the sky: "He Fang's madman dares to slaughter the monks of Beijuluzhou in the territory we are waiting for!"
As soon as the roar fell, Shen Lang noticed the light of escape flashing in the sky.
The next moment, the aggressive Jin Tianzheng led a hundred immortal cultivators from Beijuluzhou to speed over, blocking Shen Lang's way.
The holy demon eyes in Shen Lang's eyebrows glanced at the group of monks. Among the hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators in front of him, there were only three peak celestial immortal monks. The strongest one should be the middle-aged monk in white robe and brocade clothes in the head.
"This really saves the time for me to come to you. Are you Jin Tianzheng from Wuxue Villa?"
Shen Lang looked at the middle-aged man in Jinyi in front of him and asked coldly.
"It's your grandfather Jin Tianzheng! Boy, who gave you the courage to act wildly on our territory?"
Jin Tianzheng glared at Shen Lang with a hint of rebelliousness and violence on the corner of his mouth.
Although the yellow-haired boy in front of him has the cultivation level of the peak of the immortal, he is really tired of living the life of his life! �
Interestingly, when did Huanghuaguan become the territory of you, the waste group?"
Shen Lang glanced at the group of celestial immortal cultivators from the Beijuluzhou surrender sect, and a trace of contemptuous sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Bastard, do you dare to insult me?"
"I dare to be so arrogant even if I don't see the coffin, I won't cry!"
"It's just a quest for death!"
The group of celestial cultivators in front of him were instantly angry by Shen Lang's words. They were about to rush forward, but were stopped by Jin Tianzheng.
Jin Tianzheng showed a ferocious smile on his lips: "This kid has a monk at the peak of the celestial immortals, but it's a pity to kill him directly. It's better to let the owner of this manor be a slave and use his willful orders!"
"Hahaha!"
Shen Lang smiled, his smile on his face was quite bright, and the muscles on his face were beating. This was the first time he had heard such a stupid word.
"Want me to be your slave?
Yes! But you have to promise me a condition."
Shen Lang said with a smile.
Jin Tianzheng thought Shen Lang was afraid, so he asked arrogantly: "What are the conditions?"
"You kneel down first and kowtow a hundred times to me! If you kowtow, I will consider it again."
Shen Lang showed a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Jin Tian's face turned blue and he said furiously: "Boy, how dare you fool me when you die?
Since you want to die so much, this owner will help you!"
"The ninth level of celestial immortal art, Frost Dragon descends from the sky!"
Jin Tianzheng let out a shocking shout, pinched a magic seal with his fingers, and a surging blizzard suddenly rolled up in front of him.
Thousands of ice dragons burning with raging cold flames rushed out of the blizzard, and the ice dragon spread its teeth and claws and attacked Shen Lang head-on.
"Fancy, vulnerable!"
A trace of contempt flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he casually brushed his sleeves and rolled up a flame storm formed by the true fire of Nine Divine, and collided with the Ice Dragon with lightning speed.
"Boom boom boom!"
A burst of harsh roar came, and a large number of ice dragons turned into white mist under the storm of flames.
"ah!"
Jin Tianzheng was caught off guard and was hit by the flame storm. His robe was burned completely by Jiuming Zhenhuo, and his whole body was burned by flames, and his mouth was filled with screams like a pig.
However, this guy was not killed by Jiuming True Fire. He spit out several mouthfuls of essence and blood in his mouth, causing a large amount of cold light to appear on his body, which offset the attack of Jiuming True Fire, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
When the other celestial immortal cultivators saw that Jin Tianzheng had not yet met, they were beaten like this. They were shocked and could not recover for a moment.
"How capable are you, the traitor leaders of Beiju Luzhou? It turns out that this is just a few crude skills. Don't make people laugh!"
Shen Lang sneered and mocked him very much.
Jin Tian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, but he couldn't refute it. He roared at the celestial immortal cultivator behind him, "This owner was beaten, are you still in the mood to watch the show?
Hurry up and go together and quickly kill this ignorant yellow-haired child!"
"Everyone come together!"
"Just work together to kill this kid!"
The celestial immortal cultivators then realized and used their magical powers or sacrificed magic weapons to attack Shen Lang.
Faced with such a group of mobs, Shen Lang was too lazy to continue playing, and pinched his fingers: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"
Suddenly, the Tiangang Five Elements Sword broke out and turned into overlapping five-color sword lights, majestic and powerful in the sky! “Go!”
Shen Lang shouted lightly, and the dense five-colored sword lights were swallowing the hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators with the momentum of tsunami and mountain collapse.
The next moment.
"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"
The terrifying explosion sounded like the sky collapsed and the light shone into the sky.
The five-colored sword light kept splitting and exploding, and the huge destructive energy generated exceeded the attacks of hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators and pressed straight towards the hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators.
"ah!"
For a moment, the hundreds of celestial immortal monks from the Sui Shun Sect in Beijuluzhou let out all kinds of hoarse and hoarse shouts.
However, before they could have time to frighten, they were swallowed up by the flying sword light.
"Boom boom boom!"
Chapter completed!