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Chapter 3625 Goodbye to the ancestor of Tianying

Seeing the golden bull charging towards him, Shen Lang stretched out his right hand without dodge.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!"

The golden bull slammed into Shen Lang's body, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

An appalling scene occurred.

It was seen that Shen Lang was still unharmed after being hit so violently. His right arm was firmly pressed on the golden bull's forehead, forcefully resisting the collision force of the golden bull.

"this……"

Jin Zhanyuan was shocked when he saw that Shen Lang blocked the phantoms of the four golden bulls with his bare hands. Although he did not use all his strength to use the magical power of "breaking mountains and splitting the earth", he could not resist it with his physical body.

This kid Shen Lang actually resisted this technique with his physical strength! Jin Zhanyuan even doubted whether he had seen an illusion.

An even more unbelievable scene appeared.

Shen Lang raised his right foot lightly, and kicked the golden bull in the head like lightning, making a shocking "thud" sound.

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

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud noise, and the golden bull's body exploded, turning into a large piece of golden light that raged in the air.

Now not only Jin Zhanyuan, but also Yang He was stunned.

Generally speaking, when a magical power hits something, it will directly trigger a spiritual power explosion. It is impossible for Shen Lang to have such a situation.

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

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

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

As soon as the roar ended, the golden light behind Jin Zhanyuan surged, and hundreds of huge golden bulls suddenly rushed out. The cattle rushed towards Shen Lang carrying layers of fire and heat waves. The terrifying heat wave was suffocating!

"Eighth-level Celestial Technique, the Third Eye is destroyed!"

The Holy Demonic Eye between Shen Lang's brows glowed with purple light as bright as the blazing sun, and shot straight towards the cattle on the opposite side!

"call out!!!"

The slender purple light flashed past, and all the bull forms exploded.

"Boom boom boom!"

Golden light spread all around, and fierce roars resounded through the sky. The cattle were defeated before they could get close to Shen Lang, and disappeared into nothing amidst the roar of the sky.

"Celestial magic!"

Jin Zhanyuan exclaimed, his eyes widened and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The energy fluctuations released by the purple rays emitted from Shen Lang's eyebrows have reached a level that makes his soul tremble. I am afraid that only the legendary heavenly magic can achieve this kind of power!

Until now, Jin Zhanyuan finally understood how powerful Shen Lang was. He was truly an immortal!

Yang He was sweating on his forehead. He was afraid that Jin Zhanyuan would make the situation tense, so he hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Palace Master Jin, there is no need to test it anymore. You should have seen it by now. Compared with Shen Lang, we are nothing at all."

A level opponent!"

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

Shen Lang smiled at Jin Zhanyuan and clasped his fists and said: "Master Jin is joking, how can this kid not know good from evil?"

Jin Zhanyuan looked at Shen Lang as if he were looking at a monster, and couldn't help but ask: "Boy Shen Lang, don't blame me for talking too much. I still want to ask again, have you...really been promoted to the realm of immortals?"

Although he had seen Shen Lang's power with his own eyes, Jin Zhanyuan still couldn't believe that Shen Lang had broken through the Immortal.

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

In just over two thousand years, Shen Lang wouldn't have been able to practice so fast even if he was riding a rocket, right?

"It is indeed true."

Shen Lang nodded solemnly.

This time, Jin Zhanyuan and Yang He were overjoyed.

The two of them knew what it meant for Shen Lang to be promoted to the realm of immortals.

"That's great, it's really an eye-opener for God. I, the Seven Sacred Palace, will also have this day!" Jin Zhanyuan's eyebrows were beaming, and he was extremely excited.

"Shen Lang, you really give us credit. Nowadays, apart from the ancestors, you are the only heavenly monk in Meishan. You are truly the strongest person in Meishan!" Yang He was extremely impressed.

"It's just a fluke. I don't deserve the title of number one. By the way, I wonder how my ancestor is doing now?"

Shen Lang smiled back and changed the topic.

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of Jin Zhanyuan and Yang He gradually faded.

Jin Zhanyuan sighed and said: "Well, my ancestor was seriously injured in the last battle, and the three losses and seven calamities he suffered are already very serious. My current situation... is not very good."

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

"Two hall masters, please take me to meet my ancestor." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"good!"

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

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

Arriving outside Yundai Mountain, the consciousness of Patriarch Tianying seemed to be aware of the three people outside, and he uttered 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 resigned.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and entered the cave in the middle of the mountain filled with glowing light.

In the cave, a skinny old man wearing a white robe sat on a futon. He was the ancestor of Tianying.

If he hadn't sensed the familiar aura of Tianying Patriarch, Shen Lang almost suspected that he had recognized the wrong person.

The ancestor of Tianying in front of him was so old that he no longer looked like a human being. His whole body was withered and shriveled. He was no better than a mummy. His deformed and withered bones were like dry wood and would break if touched.

.

If it weren't for the weak spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Tianying Patriarch's body, he would be no different from a sitting mummy.

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

Seeing the Tianying Patriarch's life fire in front of him like a candle in the wind, Shen Lang was filled with sadness and gritted his teeth and asked: "Master, your body seems to have..."

"It doesn't matter, I won't die for a while."

Ancestor Tianying slowly opened his dry and hollow eyes, looked at Shen Lang a few times, and praised: "Shen Lang, you really... surprise me! You are much more outstanding than I thought, my teacher.

I thought you would not return to the Seven Sacred Palaces until you passed away, but I didn’t expect that my old bones could survive until the moment you came back.” 13


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