Chapter 3207 Apparition of the Seven Saints of Meishan
Xia Shan'er managed to stabilize her figure, turned back to look at Shen Lang, her pretty face turned pale: "Junior brother!"
"Senior sister, let's go quickly, the further away the better!"
Shen Lang sent out a cold message.
"Junior brother, why are you doing this..."
Xia Shan'er's face was full of tears and her heart was about to break.
She owed Shen Lang so much that Xia Shaner would rather die herself than let Shen Lang die on her behalf.
The Yellow Wind Demon King stared at Shen Lang with his golden eyes, and shouted: "Boy, I have let this woman go, now hurry up and tell me the news you know!"
Shen Lang said calmly: "Yellow Wind Demon King, I know more than you think. I can tell you all the secrets, but you must let all the disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect leave this place safely."
"Wow!"
As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar.
All the monks of the Ancient Artifact Sect were shocked and in awe. They never imagined that Shen Lang would be willing to take risks in order to save the sect?
"A mere half-immortal ant dares to push even further!"
"If you dare to negotiate terms with our king, you are seeking death!"
"Boy, who gave you the courage to tease the king?"
Several earthly immortal demon cultivators let out furious roars.
The Yellow Wind Demon King waved his cloak to signal the demons to be quiet. He glanced at Shen Lang and said expressionlessly: "Boy, I will grant your request for the time being. Let the rabble behind you get lost!"
All the demon cultivators on the warship looked at each other in disbelief, some of them confused as to why the king trusted a yellow-haired boy so much.
The reason why the Yellow Wind Demon King accommodated Shen Lang was because he suspected that Shen Lang had obtained the remains of the treasure map that had been leaked from Huang Fengling.
Shen Lang mentioned both the treasure map and the heavenly omen. These two incidents are definitely not a coincidence, indicating that Shen Lang really knows the crucial clues.
The Yellow Wind Demon King has always been very interested in the treasure left behind by his ancestor, the Great Sage Huangfeng. Although he doesn’t know what the treasure is, it must be hundreds of times better than evil objects like the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror!
Ning Rufeng shouted in a hoarse voice: "Shen Lang, this disaster belongs to the entire Ancient Artifact Sect, you don't have to bear it alone!"
Shen Lang shook his head slightly and said with an indifferent expression: "Master, I have my own reasons for doing this! You quickly lead the sect and leave here, the sooner the better."
"Boy Shen Lang, the Ancient Artifact Sect owes you a favor!"
Ning Rufeng gritted his teeth and stopped trying to persuade Shen Lang. He shouted at the disciples: "All the monks of the Ancient Artifact Sect, listen to the order and follow me to evacuate this place quickly!"
"yes……"
The disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect responded and cast grateful glances at Shen Lang, as if saying goodbye to Shen Lang.
Soon, Ning Rufeng led a large number of Ancient Artifact Sect monks to evacuate from Cangluan Mountain and flew towards the east.
"Good disciple... take care!"
He Jian's eyes showed deep intolerance. After letting out a long sigh, his lonely figure followed the team of monks from the Ancient Artifact Sect.
Ning Xiaoyao flew to Xia Shan'er and pulled her over: "Shan'er, come with me quickly!"
"But Junior Brother Shen..."
Xia Shan'er's eyes were filled with tears and she didn't want to leave.
"Don't be stupid! Shen Lang risked his life to save your life just because he hopes you can value your own life and not let you continue to risk your life!" Ning Xiaoyaojiao scolded, and after a while of forceful pulling, she finally brought Xia Shan'er away.
gone.
Xia Shaner cried so hard that she almost collapsed emotionally.
Ning Xiaoyao turned back and glanced at Shen Lang, a trace of sadness and loneliness flashed across his brows.
Without thinking much, Ning Xiaoyao led Xia Shaner and followed the team of monks from the Ancient Artifact Sect.
Not long after, all the monks from the Ancient Artifact Sect left Cangluan Mountain.
"Boy, you should be satisfied now, right?" The Yellow Wind Demon King stared at Shen Lang with a solemn expression and snorted coldly.
Shen Lang's spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings and confirmed that the monks from the Ancient Artifact Sect had evacuated to a safe distance, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Without those monks from the Ancient Artifact Sect, he could free his hands and feet.
"Hahaha, Shen would like to thank you for giving me this opportunity! Unfortunately, Shen doesn't intend to surrender. If you want to know the secret of the treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability."
Shen Lang grinned and sneered, and with lightning speed, he produced the Seven Saints Tide Watching Chart, and frantically poured chaotic spiritual power into the tide watching chart.
Previously, the remnant souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan entered the Seven Saints' Tide Watching Chart, which was equivalent to giving Shen Lang a chance to save his life. Shen Lang only needed to activate the Seven Saints' Tide Watching Chart again to summon the remnant souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan. Give yourself a helping hand.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with alcohol, you're looking for death!"
After being teased by Shen Lang to this point, the Yellow Wind Demon King could no longer bear it. A look of violence flashed across his face, and his right hand turned into a giant golden claw again, and he rushed towards Shen Lang with lightning speed.
"Please ask the Seven Saints to appear!"
Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and he tried his best to pour the spiritual energy of chaos into the Seven Saints' Tide Watching Chart.
"Buzz buzz!"
With the blessing of a large amount of chaotic spiritual power, the Seven Saints Watching the Tide suddenly released a golden light as strong as the blazing sun. Seven golden lights rushed out of the painting, transforming into the posture of the Seven Saints of Meishan.
The remaining souls of the Seven Saints awakened at this moment.
“Bang bang bang!”
Suddenly, seven soaring spiritual pressures swept across the entire world. The terrifying spiritual pressure storm erupted from the remaining souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan, spreading in all directions like a hurricane, overwhelming all the demon cultivators on the warship. Get angry.
The boss Yuan Hong opened his mouth and spit out a red-gold beam of light, which hit the giant golden claw of the Yellow Wind Demon King at an almost eerie speed.
"Boom!!!"
There was a deafening roar like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking, and two attacks of light flashed, evenly matched.
Yuan Hong's remnant soul hurriedly launched a blow, barely resisting the attack of the Yellow Wind Demon King, and said in a deep voice: "Little friend Shen Lang, your summons this time was timely! Tell me, summon us and wait for it. What's the matter?"
"Senior Meishan Seven Saints, help me kill these demon cultivators on the opposite side!"
Shen Lang pointed at the large number of Yellow Wind Cave demon cultivators on the dozens of spirit boats and warships opposite, and shouted loudly.
"Seven Sages of Meishan?"
The Yellow Wind Demon King suddenly changed color.
The ten earthly immortal demon cultivators beside him also showed horrified expressions.
The Seven Sages of Meishan can be said to be the most famous monks with great supernatural powers in the Meishan region besides Erlang God Yang Jian. Most experienced earthly immortal demon cultivators have seen the portraits of the Seven Sages of Meishan.
The seven human figures flying out from the mysterious ancient paintings in front of me really look like the legendary Seven Saints of Meishan! This sense of coercion unique to monks with great supernatural powers does not seem to be fake.
However, unlike the real Seven Sages of Meishan, these "Seven Seven Sages of Meishan" all exist in a phantom state, and are most likely the bodies of remnant souls.
"Tsk, boy Shen Lang, you've really stumped us this time!" Jin Dasheng glanced at the lineup of demon cultivators opposite him and smacked his lips.
"What are you afraid of? This is the last time that our seven brothers are left in the world, and we can just have a big fight!" Wu Long shouted.
"Yes, being able to fight before the soul is annihilated can be considered as feeling the meaning of life!" Yang Xian laughed loudly.
The Meishan brothers showed no fear at all and were ready for a big fight.