The Fire Dragon Tomb appeared, and the martial arts cultivators from various families and sects became energetic and prepared to start snatching treasures.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a golden ray of light shot out from the fiery red pagoda in mid-air, flying rapidly towards somewhere in the northwest.
All the martial arts cultivators in Diancang Mountain who saw this scene were instantly excited and hurried toward the southwest like mad dogs.
"Damn it, why did only one treasure leak out this time? It's too shabby!" Murong Jun frowned and said.
Murong Feng was also a little disappointed. He didn't expect that only one conspicuous treasure would be ejected when the Fire Dragon Tomb was opened this time.
There is no other way, one thing is better than nothing. Murong Feng's eyes darkened and he ordered: "The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family obey the order and go snatch the treasure! If you encounter anyone who blocks your path, kill him!"
The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family quickly walked towards the northwest.
The northwest is exactly where the martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace gather.
When the group of transformation martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace saw the treasure flying towards them, their faces showed ecstasy.
"Whoosh!"
After seeing what was flying in the air, a group of Paradise Palace martial arts cultivators widened their eyes and were shocked! What they vaguely saw was a bird-shaped instrument, with two wings emitting golden light.
"What is this?"
"I don't know, it seems a bit like a flying kite..."
All the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace were stunned.
I thought it was some powerful treasure that could explode the sky, but it turned out to be a flying kite-shaped instrument. No need to think about it, this kind of thing is too useless.
Only offensive and defensive holy weapons are the way to go. Some special-shaped holy weapons may have other magical uses, but their value is much smaller.
"Huh? There seems to be someone underneath that flying kite." A martial arts cultivator from the Paradise Palace pointed at the sky and said.
Everyone stared and observed.
Sure enough, there was a human figure underneath the golden flying kite.
The figure was not Shen Lang. The flying kite he was riding was fished from the Fire Dragon Saint Lord's bedroom.
Its function is similar to that of a hang glider in the secular world, but this flying kite is also blessed by a mysterious small magic circle. It consumes aura stones as energy, which can make the gliding speed reach a jaw-dropping level.
Although it still cannot fly, the gliding speed and distance of this golden flying kite are far greater than ordinary hang gliders. As long as the take-off distance is high enough, it can fly a long distance.
Shen Lang was secretly glad that the Linggong Tower was indeed opened.
When the Spiritual Palace Tower was opened just now, an eye of the storm suddenly appeared in front of the bedroom. Without thinking, Shen Lang jumped into the eye of the storm while dragging Fei Yuan, and was ejected out of the Spiritual Palace Tower.
Shen Lang was riding a golden flying kite and felt very happy. This trip to Diancang Mountain was so worth it!
Not only have I caught so many things and gained so much knowledge, my cultivation has also improved greatly, reaching the peak of the realm.
Shen Lang is confident that he can break through the virtual realm within a few months.
"Wow!"
The martial arts cultivators of the Paradise Palace below exploded their nest instantly. They thought what fell was a treasure, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a man riding a flying kite.
Fei Yuan moved from far to near, and a group of people from Ji Le Gong Wu saw Shen Lang's face clearly.
"It's Shen Lang!" The people in the Paradise Palace showed shocked expressions. How could Shen Lang fly out of the Fire Dragon Tomb?
No way! Could it be that Shen Lang got lucky and entered the Fire Dragon's Tomb? This thought suddenly popped up in the minds of all the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace.
"Catch him!" Fan Hong, the leader of the late-stage Paradise Palace transformation realm elder, shouted loudly with his eyes like fire.
A group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace rushed towards the direction where Shen Lang was flying.
Shen Lang smiled coldly, he came at the right time! The Paradise Palace also had an old grudge with him, so it was just in time to take action to deal with these guys.
There are nearly fifty martial arts cultivators in this group of Transformation Realm in the Paradise Palace, and there are more than a dozen in the late Transformation Realm.
It may seem difficult to deal with so many people at once, but Shen Lang is now armed to the teeth with treasures, and he may not be at a disadvantage if he can face all the martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace by himself.
The bald martial arts cultivator who was closest to Shen Lang and who was in the middle stage of the Paradise Palace seemed to want to get the first prize. He directly volleyed his sword in the air and stabbed Shen Lang on the flying kite.
With a trace of disdain in Shen Lang's eyes, he immediately removed the flying kite in the air and put it into the storage ring.
"bite!"
Shen Lang pulled out the Meteor Sword from his waist, and a blue-white sword light suddenly erupted, striking the bald man like lightning.
"boom!"
Before the bald man could react, his body was hit by sword light, blood arrows shot out, and his chest and abdomen were bloody and bloody from Shen Lang's sword light.
"Ah!" The bald man let out a sharp scream and fell down. His body twitched a few times and he died.
With just one blow, he killed half of a martial cultivator in the middle stage of transformation. Shen Lang's method really shocked all the martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace.
"Everyone, be careful. This little beast named Shen probably obtained powerful treasures from the Fire Dragon Tomb! Let's capture him quickly!" Fan Hong shouted loudly.
"Yes!" Fan Hong's words cheered up all the martial arts cultivators in the Paradise Palace.
If Shen Lang is caught, the treasures on his body will belong to the Paradise Palace, and Lu Rulong will definitely reward them greatly.
Shen Lang had no intention of running away and landed slowly on the ground.
A large group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace rushed forward and surrounded Shen Lang, fearing that he would escape.
"Shen Lang, you are very brave, you dare to kill me, the martial arts cultivator of Paradise Palace!" Fan Hong roared angrily.
"So what if I kill him?" Shen Lang looked gloomy, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He now has a high-grade holy weapon all over his body, and with the blessing of his cultivation at the peak of the Transformation Realm, the high-grade holy weapon can also exert 50% of its strength. He does not need a killing weapon like the Dragon Tooth Dart to completely defeat this group of martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace.
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"Shen, this elder advises you to surrender and tell us how you got to the tomb of the fire dragon?" Fan Hong threatened.
"You want to know the answer? Okay, you kneel down and kowtow a few times, and then I'll tell you." Shen Lang raised the corners of his mouth with an unruly look on his face.
"You bastard, I think you won't shed tears after seeing the coffin!" Fan Hong shouted, his face extremely gloomy.
A group of martial cultivators from the Paradise Palace were about to step forward when Fan Hong waved his sleeves and robes and said disdainfully: "It's just a yellow-haired boy. I, the elder, can do it alone."
After saying that, Fan Hong took out the long cyan knife from his waist and decided to show off his strength.
In fact, he just wanted to take more credit and convince the elders.
"Okay, if you want to die, go ahead." There was a trace of mockery on Shen Lang's lips.
He just deliberately suppressed the aura of his peak transformation state. Since this old guy wanted to commit suicide, Shen Lang didn't mind letting him clearly understand the consequences of committing suicide!
"Boy, you are only as arrogant as you are now. This elder will let you know what the gap in strength is!"
Fan Hong smiled contemptuously, clenched the long green knife in his hand, and struck directly at Shen Lang.
The storage ring in Shen Lang's hand flashed, and the Dream-Destroying Knife was held in his hand, and like a strong wind whistling, it slashed towards Fan Hong who was flying towards him.
The two knives collided.
"Boom!" A huge wave of air spread out from between Shen Lang and Fan Hong, deafening.
The storm that rolled up even made it difficult for the martial arts cultivators in the early stages of transformation in the surrounding Paradise Palace to open their eyes.
With a crisp sound of "clang", the dream-breaking knife in Shen Lang's hand directly cut the blue long knife in Fan Hong's hand into two halves.
"Poof!" Fan Hong opened his mouth and blood spurted out, and his whole body was blown away.