After all, the Sky Escape Car belongs to Yuntian Lin. Although Yuntian Lin cannot remotely control the Sky Escape Car, he probably has a way to grasp the location of the treasure car.
But Shen Lang had no other choice. He still had the spiritual imprint marked by Xuan Ming on his body. Only by leaving Meishan through the Nanling Holy Altar Teleportation Array at the bottom of the Lei Pond could Shen Lang truly get rid of the threat.
Shen Lang can only bet on whether Xuan Ming can arrive at Qipan Mountain to inform the Liusha Sect Master within these three or four days.
The teleportation orb that Xuan Ming used previously was the lowest-level white teleportation orb, and the teleportation location was relatively vague. It would take a lot of time for Xuan Ming to reach Qipan Peak. In addition, he was seriously injured, so he might not be able to reach Qipan Peak before Shen Lang.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Shen Lang finally drove the Escape Car into the Qipan Peak region.
He deliberately made a circle and drove into Qipan Peak from the west, keeping as much distance from the Seven Sacred Palaces as possible.
After entering the realm of Qipan Peak, Shen Lang was extremely careful, opening his Holy Demonic Eyes throughout the process and paying attention to the movements around him.
The terrain around Chessboard Peak has not been destroyed, indicating that the army of monks from Liusha Sect has not yet extended here. The Seven Saints Palace should have withstood the pressure and is still resisting tenaciously.
Shen Lang didn't think much and just drove the Escape Car towards the Holy Spirit Mountains.
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At the same time, outside the Seven Saints Palace on Qipan Mountain.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of the explosion shook the sky, and the army of Liushamen monks were still working hard to attack the mountain guard formation of the Seven Saints Palace. The violent storm of attacks fell on the Twelve Heavenly Gates formation, and the sounds of various auras exploding could be heard endlessly.
The army of Liushamen monks has been attacking continuously for nearly a week, but they have not yet broken through the Twelve Heavens Gate Formation!
Every Liusha Sect monk showed a hint of fatigue on his face. The mountain-protecting formation of the Seven Saints Palace was too damn strong. It was already the seventh day, and there was still no sign of collapse of the Twelve Heaven Sect formation.
On the contrary, some of the Liusha Sect monks are about to collapse. Prolonged attacks can easily make people mentally paralyzed and nervous. The mountain-protecting formation of the Seven Sacred Palace cannot be broken for a long time, which can easily destabilize the morale of the army.
Fortunately, the army of Liushamen monks was divided into two, and there was a rotation of rest time, otherwise no one would be able to bear it.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, the second army's low-grade Immortal Spirit Stones are about to be exhausted. The leaders requested the Sect Master to distribute the low-grade Immortal Spirit Stones to replenish the consumption of the Liusha Sect disciples."
An elder from the Liusha Sect who was in the middle stage of Earth Immortal came to Yuntianlin, cupped his fists and said.
Yun Tianlin frowned, then took out several carts of low-grade fairy stones from the storage ring, and ordered: "Distribute these batches of low-grade fairy stones to the disciples in the second army."
"yes!"
The elder immediately took the order and brought several carts of low-grade immortal spirit stones given by Yuntianlin to the front of the formation, and distributed them to the disciples of the Liusha Sect.
In addition to releasing low-grade fairy stones used in attacks, Yuntian Lin also ordered to appease the army and rewarded each Liushamen monk who participated in the battle with a large number of low-grade fairy stones.
Only then did all the Samana monks cheer up and continue to attack.
Yun Tianlin's expression was not very good. The Twelve Heaven Gate Formation was much stronger than he thought, and he didn't know how long it would take to completely break through it.
Although the Liusha Sect has accumulated a lot of resources over the years, they are far from rich. The millions of Liusha Sect troops are desperately attacking the Twelve Heavenly Sect Formation, consuming over 100 million low-grade fairy spirit stones in one day.
Such a terrifying consumption made Yuntian Lin feel pain in his body.
However, this time Yuntianlin also came prepared. He vowed not to give up until he captured the Seven Sacred Palaces this time!
at this time.
"Report to the Sect Master, the Great Elder is back!"
The two Liushamen patrolling monks shouted loudly and helped Xuan Ming, who was covered in blood, to come to Yun Tianlin.
Seeing Xuan Ming's disheveled hair, covered in blood, and seriously injured, Yun Tianlin couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Xuan Ming, what did you do?"
"My subordinate... I am not doing things well, please punish me, Master!"
Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and knelt in front of Yun Tianlin, and said tremblingly. As soon as these words came out, Yun Tianlin immediately had a bad premonition, and said with a cold expression: "It's not going well? I ask you to deal with a group of people from the Seven Saints Palace.
You little miscellaneous fish, can you do anything wrong? Come on, tell me, what happened? Those people who were sent out
Where is the Liusha Gate enshrinement? Where is my Heavenly Chariot?"
"Back to the sect master, the twenty Liusha sect worshippers... have all been killed in the battle! As for the Escape Car, it was... snatched away by that boy Shen Lang and disappeared..."
Xuan Ming responded tremblingly, not even daring to raise his head.
"What did you say!"
Yun Tianlin was furious, his voice rose an octave, and he said with a violent face: "Xuan Ming, is there a master from the Seven Sacred Palaces sneaking up on you?"
Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and shook his head: "That's not the case..."
Yun Tianlin grabbed Xuan Ming's blood-stained collar and yelled angrily: "Since there was no sneak attack, how could it be possible that the losses were so heavy? Tell me everything that happened."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Xuan Ming repeatedly said yes and told Yun Tianlin what happened in the past in detail.
"Useless trash!"
After listening to Xuan Ming's explanation, Yun Tianlin became furious and slapped Xuan Ming in the face.
With a "pop" sound, Xuan Ming flew out like a kite with broken strings, vomiting blood and breaking several teeth.
Yun Tianlin said angrily: "Xuan Ming, I trust you so much in vain. You can't even resist a hall master of the Seven Saints Palace, a bastard in the late stage of human immortality. What's the use of raising you?"
"Sect Master, it's not that his subordinates are incompetent. The headmaster of the Seven Sacred Palaces possessed the blood of shaman beasts and self-destructed his soul to kill fifteen worshipers in a row. Moreover, the boy named Shen Lang was so powerful that even his subordinates
No match for him!"
In order to show his innocence, Xuan Ming could only praise Shen Lang well to highlight Shen Lang's strength.
In fact, Shen Lang is indeed very powerful. The weird golden spear and purple fire snake sacrificed by that boy contain unimaginable power. The purple fire that invaded Xuan Ming's body has not been eliminated yet.
"How dare you say that a yellow-haired kid in the late stage of human immortality is powerful? Even my Sky-Escape Chariot can be snatched away by that yellow-haired kid. Why don't you die!"
Yun Tian Linqi's breathing was not smooth, and he was slapped again with his backhand. Xuan Ming was slapped again. He covered his old face and said solemnly: "Everything my subordinate said is true. That boy Shen Lang can do anything."
An extremely powerful immortal treasure weapon spirit, perhaps a Silent Spirit level or even a Sealed Spirit level fairy treasure weapon spirit! His subordinates were killed by his weapon.
The spirit was injured, so that the evil fire of the weapon spirit still remains in the body!"
"Huh, I'll find out later when I take a look!"
Yun Tianlin's eyes were like lightning. He pressed his right palm on Xuan Ming's forehead and looked inside his body. Sure enough, he found the purple fire that had invaded Xuan Ming's body.
The purple fire was wrapped in the Dantian by Xuan Ming with a large amount of chaotic spiritual power.
Yun Tianlin struck Xuan Ming's Dantian with his left palm and forcibly sucked out the purple fire from Xuan Ming's body!
"hiss!"
In an instant, the purple fire suddenly condensed into a grinning purple fire snake, and it opened its mouth to let out a ferocious and terrifying scream. The next moment, the violent fire snake turned into a powerful purple light and headed towards