In addition to the Xuanhua axe, Shen Lang also selected several fairy treasures that could be used as weapons and put them into a long box for backup.
Being in the sea of clouds, there were not many things that Shen Lang could use, and the rest of the miscellaneous items were stored in the storage ring by Saint Girl Yaoyue.
The two adjusted their breath for a while, and their bodies had completely recovered.
"Thanks……"
Saint Girl Yaoyue didn't know what to say, so she just thanked her softly. Thinking of the charming scene just now, her expression was a little complicated and shy.
"Miss Yaoyue, you don't have to be like this. The person who should thank you should be Shen. Shen owes you a favor and I don't even know how to repay it."
Shen Lang shook his head. He didn't even dare to look at Saint Yao Yue, lest his heart would be shaken.
A trace of undetectable disappointment flashed in the eyes of Saint Yao Yue, and she said softly: "Young Master Shen, don't worry about it. What just happened...just treat it as if it didn't happen."
Shen Lang didn't know how to respond, so he could only keep this favor in his heart and wait for the opportunity to repay it in the future.
The atmosphere fell into silence again. Shen Lang quickly changed the topic and asked awkwardly: "Miss Yao Yue, now that you and I have recovered, what are your plans next?" Saint Yao Yue thought for a while and said seriously: " There are two choices at the moment. One is that you and I go out directly and fight to the death with the Holy Envoy of the Underworld. The other is to find a way to escape from this place, return to Beilin Island, and recruit more people to deal with the Underworld.
Wind Saint Envoy."
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "In Miss Yaoyue's opinion, how can we act better?"
The eyes of Saint Girl Yao Yue turned around and she said: "Although the second option is safer, it is also easy to miss the opportunity. If you choose the first option, although you have to take some risks, it is an excellent way to kill the Holy Envoy of the Underworld. Opportunity!" "According to the little girl's previous observation, the Holy Envoy of the Underworld Wind will continue to consume the vitality of the body after it transforms into the True Spirit King. In the battle between the Holy Envoy of the Underworld Wind and Mr. Shen just now, the Holy Envoy of the Underworld transformed into his true body again. The consumption of vitality must be very intense,
The combat power at this moment will definitely be weakened. If you and I go out at this time, there is a high probability that we can kill the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind!
"Of course, whether you want to do this or not depends entirely on Mr. Shen's own decision. The little girl is just a suggestion. No matter what Mr. Shen chooses, the little girl will follow him."
Saint Yao Yue stated that she had always been bold and careful, and she preferred to directly eliminate the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind, a serious problem in her heart.
Thinking of the failure of the previous operation, Saint Yao Yue was still a little unwilling.
Shen Lang actually thought the same way. Instead of waiting for a change, it would be better to seize this opportunity and kill the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind in one fell swoop!
As long as the Mingfeng Holy Envoy dies, the remaining Gang Zhan Holy Envoy will not be difficult to deal with.
Shen Lang said sternly: "In that case, let's fight out! This time, I will entangle the Holy Envoy of Mingfeng. Miss Yue, just keep your distance and attack. Be careful of being stung by that guy's stinger. "
"Okay! If you are defeated, Mr. Shen must not be tempted to fight, just leave the scene in time." Saintess Yao Yue whispered.
Shen Lang nodded slightly.
After making up her mind, Saintess Yaoyue released the simple illusion outside the cracks in the rocks.
Shen Lang and Saint Girl Yaoyue rushed out from the cracks in the rocks and came to the mountains and forests outside.
It had only been less than four hours since they escaped into the crevices of the rocks. The black fog around the mountain forest had not completely cleared away. Soldiers from the Tiger Shark Tribe were everywhere searching for the whereabouts of Shen Lang and the Holy Maiden Yao Yue.
Since the black fog in the mountains and forests has not dissipated, these tiger shark tribesmen are all like blind men in the dark, and their efficiency is low.
It is worth mentioning that the pills thrown by the Holy Maiden of the Moon earlier can release a gas that blocks the monk's vision, covering an area of thousands of miles and lasting for three days.
At the moment, this dark and hazy environment is just right for Shen Lang and Yu Luosha to move, and the two of them are walking through the mountains and forests like ghosts.
At this moment, on a boulder somewhere on the top of the mountain, the Holy Envoy of Mingfeng was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
His face was pale, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness. He was holding the best fairy stone in his hand, and he was constantly absorbing the vitality in the fairy stone to replenish himself.
The two consecutive transformations into the main body in a few days have greatly damaged the vitality of the Holy Envoy of the Underworld Wind. And the Holy Envoy of the Underworld Wind absorbs the vitality from the top-quality immortal spirit stones too slowly, which inevitably reduces the lifespan.
The Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind was extremely angry and wanted to kill the Chosen One with his own hands. Unexpectedly, the bitch who assassinated him before actually killed him midway. After rescuing Shen Lang, he disappeared again.
This is simply playing like a monkey. How can the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind not be angry?
Angry as he was, Holy Envoy Mingfeng was not worried. He expected that Shen Lang and Saint Girl Yao Yue would be hit by his poisonous sting and would die of the poison within a few days.
Although he did not witness the death of the Chosen One, the Chosen One would eventually die in his own hands, and his credit would still be there, and he would still be rewarded by the Master of Purple Shadow when the time comes.
Thinking of this, Saint Envoy Mingfeng felt a little better.
Just as he was thinking this, the sound of two footsteps came from the dark mist behind him.
The Holy Envoy of Mingfeng thought he was a monk from the Three Saints Sect who came to summon the message, and said coldly: "What's going on? You have found the whereabouts of that couple?"
"We didn't find the dog man and woman, but we found a group of dogs, dogs from the Three Saints Sect!"
A sarcastic voice came from behind.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure behind him threw a cloth bag, which happened to fall under the boulder in front of the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind.
The bag opened, and a few bloody heads rolled out. They were the heads of the eight remaining monks of the Three Saints Sect on Wufeng Island, one after another!
"who?"
The Mingfeng Holy Envoy's complexion changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly, only to see the black shadow flying towards him from the opposite side. It was Shen Lang holding the Xuanhua Board Axe, slashing towards him like a head-over-face cover.
"hiss!"
The Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind took a breath of cold air, quickly pulled out the green snake sword from his waist, and parried the incoming ax blade.
"Dang! Dang!!!"
The sound of two fierce metal collisions came, and the Holy Envoy of the Underworld felt the huge force of the incoming ax blade, which knocked him back dozens of meters before he could stabilize his body.
Taking a closer look, he saw Shen Lang holding an axe, looking at him expressionlessly, and the Saint of the Moon was standing behind Shen Lang.
"It's you!"
The Holy Envoy of Mingfeng was shocked and roared angrily: "How dare you, a couple of bastards, to throw yourself into a trap?"
"Whether you've thrown yourself into a trap or not, you idiot will figure it out soon!"
Shen Lang laughed ferociously, and rushed forward with a Xuanhua board ax in his hand. The two axes were swung like a phantom, and he was slashing at the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind crazily.
The Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind was frightened, and quickly raised the green snake sword to parry the attack.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
The axes and swords collided, and the sound of gold and jade could be heard endlessly. Saint Yao Yue flicked out a stream of light bullets with her two fingers, and cooperated with Shen Lang to attack the Holy Envoy of the Dark Wind with all her strength.