Shen Lang took a deep breath and was glad that he was not late.
"Brother, watch out for the back!"
Before Shen Lang could respond, Xia Shaner's pretty face turned pale and she quickly reminded her.
I saw the middle-aged man in gold robe behind Shen Lang with a violent look on his face, turning his hand and hitting a nail head as black as ink.
"call out!"
The nail head struck at Shen Lang's back like black lightning at an outrageous speed.
Shen Lang had noticed it a long time ago. He did not dodge or dodge, and quickly ran the Golden Body Technique without moving, and dense golden runes poured out of his body.
A jaw-dropping scene appeared.
"bite!!!"
The black nail head hit Shen Lang's back, like an iron nail hitting a hard stone. After a sharp collision, it was bounced away.
Shen Lang was safe and sound, even his skin was not broken.
"This...this is impossible!"
The middle-aged man in golden robe gasped in shock, almost thinking he had seen an illusion.
My own "Black Nail" is a consecrated fairy treasure. After hitting the opponent's body, it can't cause a single scratch. This person's body is too hard... "Shan'er, let's talk about the past later, let me deal with it first.
These miscellaneous soldiers."
Shen Lang smiled back at Xia Shan'er and turned to face the immortal monks in front of him.
Seeing Shen Lang's gentle smile, Xia Shan'er's pretty face was startled, and then a huge sense of sweet happiness surged into her heart, making her almost faint.
Xia Linger quickly helped Xia Shan'er up and asked worriedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
"Sister, am I not dreaming?
Pinch me..." Xia Shan'er's eyes were blurred, and there was a hint of a silly smile at the corner of her mouth.
Xia Ling'er was a little speechless, and pinched Xia Shan'er's fair face: "Sister, don't be a nymphomaniac at this time, we are still in the battlefield! Hurry up and go into battle to kill the enemy!"
"Uh-huh!"
Xia Shan'er quickly regained her composure, recalled the flying sword, and resumed her attacking stance.
Shen Lang's return gave her a great sense of security. Although she was at the pinnacle of immortal cultivation like Shen Lang now, in Xia Shan'er's eyes, Shen Lang was omnipotent! "This... this person's magical powers are no small matter, everyone.
Fellow Taoist, please quickly attack and kill this person!"
The middle-aged man in golden robes broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He felt that Shen Lang was difficult to deal with, so he shouted loudly.
"Eighth level heavenly magic, Samadhi True Fire!"
"Ninth level heavenly magic, meteorite falling from the sky!"
"Ice Flame Fan, turn on!"
All the heavenly monks did not dare to underestimate him and used powerful magical powers or shot out magic weapons one after another.
All of a sudden, an overwhelming amount of attacks rushed towards Shen Lang, with a terrifying momentum! "Mysterious Immortal Technique, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
Shen Lang pointed his right hand towards the sky, and the five Tiangang Five Elements Swords of different colors around him soared into the sky, turning into an overwhelming sword light. The light from the colorful sword light almost illuminated the entire battlefield!
The endless sword light was like a storm covering the sky and the sun, all blasting towards these immortal monks. In an instant, they were hit by the attacks of many immortal monks.
“Dong dong dong!!!”
The sound of the explosion shook the heaven and the earth, and the colorful sword lights kept splitting and exploding. The infinite destructive power produced instantly eroded all magical powers and flew straight towards the physical bodies of those immortal monks with a devastating force.
"ah!"
Amidst the shrill screams, these heavenly monks were all devoured by the all-pervasive sword light, their bodies were strangled into powdery blood mist, and they died on the spot! The terrifying five-color sword light passed by like a hurricane, and the surrounding people surrendered.
All the heavenly immortal monks were destroyed, and no one survived! This scene was more than just crushing! Xia Linger and Xia Shan'er originally thought of supporting Shen Lang, but they never expected that Shen Lang's strength would be so incredible.
To the extent that, with just one blow, he killed more than a dozen masters from the late stage of Celestial Immortal to even the peak of Celestial Immortal! This kind of appalling magical power really shocked Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er, and they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.
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Shen Lang's attack didn't stop, and a five-color sword light rolled up around him and rushed straight into the center of the battlefield.
"Boom boom boom!"
Wherever it passed, the bodies of all the Submissive monks affected by the five-color sword light were minced into blood mist residue.
The power of this five-color sword light is simply so powerful that it is outrageous! Since Shen Lang reached the peak of immortal cultivation, he has been able to use Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect relatively easily. Although this technique consumes a lot of chaotic spiritual power,
The power is also amazing! In fact, with Shen Lang's cultivation level, he can already practice the "Hundred Refining Sword Formation" on the first level of the "Slaying Immortal Sword Codex". The Hundred Refining Sword Formation is equivalent to the powerful enhanced version of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong.
The top mysterious magic! The power is far more powerful than the Hundred Eyes of Destruction that Shen Lang used when he was in the blood sandalwood holy demon form.
The Hundred Refining Sword Formation consumes less chaotic spiritual power than the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong. It also has the ability to trap enemies and defend, and has a wider range of applications.
It's a pity that Shen Lang hasn't had time to study the Hundred Refining Sword Formation since he left Huaguo Mountain.
If you can master this sword formation, your strength should be able to reach a higher level.
Today's Shen Lang is no longer what he used to be. Unless he is a real Daluo Jinxian, no one can withstand his attack.
"Shen Lang, I'm here to help you!"
Seeing Shen Lang killing everyone on the battlefield, Meier was unwilling to be left alone and flew out of the spirit beast bag.
"Mei'er, be more careful!"
Shen Lang couldn't help but remind him.
"Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think.
Mei'er left these words behind and rushed into the battlefield, shouting sweetly: "Ninth level heavenly magic, Nirvana Yuan Guang!"
Suddenly, a large golden beam of light shot out from the palm of Mei'er's palm. The storm was filled with tens of millions of golden light strands, containing powerful destructive energy and blasting towards the surrender monks from all directions.
"Boom boom boom!"
The ear-piercing roar shook the heaven and the earth, and the power of the Yuan Guang struck by Meier was indeed quite powerful, even rivaling the peak cultivators of immortals.
Shen Lang felt much more at ease and headed straight towards the center of the battlefield, preparing to support the Saint of the Moon and the Ancestor Juechen in Qixing Mountain.
Saintess Yao Yue is being besieged by three old men at the peak of Tianxuan Mountain's Celestial Immortal Peak, and her defense is quite difficult.
I don’t know if it was intentional by those three old guys. Saintess Yaoyue’s dress was torn into pieces, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and slender, jade-like white legs. The contours and curves were so perfect that Shen Lang couldn’t help but
Looked at it a few more times.
"Be careful, there are monks coming to kill you!"
"It's actually that devil Shen Lang!"
"How is it possible that this devil is not dead?"
When the three old men at the peak of Tianxuan Mountain discovered Shen Lang approaching quickly, their expressions changed drastically.
They actually recognized Shen Lang.
At first, Shen Lang was a guest of Patriarch Ge Hong, the leader of Tianxuan Mountain. Later, Tianxuan Mountain suddenly suffered a huge change, Patriarch Ge Hong died, and Shen Lang was nowhere to be found. He didn't expect to appear on the battlefield today! "Wan
The sword returns to the clan!"
Shen Lang had no expression on his face, rubbed his hands together, and the sword light filled the sky like a downpour, blasting towards the three old men at the peak of Tianxuan Mountain's Celestial Immortal Peak.
The three old men were startled by this mighty attack, and they quickly used their defensive magical powers or used defensive magic weapons.