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Chapter 1347 Pingshan Sword

"I'm offended." Shen Lang chuckled, put away the golden flying sword, and took back the sky-blue sacred sand.

Xuanyuan Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

He never dreamed that the other party's strength could reach such a high level?

With such a sharp method, if Shen Lang was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Xuanyuan Hong would not have any doubts.

"Sir, your combat power is indeed much higher than that of ordinary Yuan Ying early stage monks. If you show the Jiuli Sword Formation, you can probably kill the middle stage monks." Xiaorou in the spirit beast bag made a sound transmission.

With a hint of joy in it.

"It's so-so. If you really encounter a mid-level monk, it's a matter of time and again whether you can kill him or not, but self-protection is definitely no problem." Shen Lang replied with a smile on his lips.

The first time he faced off against a Nascent Soul cultivator was with Xuanyuan Hong, an early peak cultivator who had been famous for a long time.

Being able to defeat the opponent easily is enough to prove that Shen Lang's strength far exceeds that of ordinary early Yuanying monks, and should not be much worse than that of mid-Nascent Soul monks.

Shen Lang is in a good mood and is quite satisfied with his current strength.

A group of Nascent Soul stage monks watching in the sky were stunned. They originally thought this was just a performance by Xuanyuan Hong, but they didn't expect that Xuanyuan Hong would be beaten into a dog...

The magical powers that Shen Lang displayed were indeed somewhat unfathomable. The old Yuanying stage monsters present were greatly shocked, and they already had a strong fear of this newly promoted Yuanying stage monk.

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan seemed to be in a dream. Until now, they still couldn't believe that Shen Lang, a monk who had just given birth a few years ago, could be so strong.

It seems that their Tianquan Sect has really recruited a monster of a heaven-defying level!

Although Xuanyuan Hong lost miserably, he was very smart and Shen Lang's strength was so terrifying that he must not be against him.

He endured the momentary embarrassment and laughed loudly: "To make all my colleagues laugh, Tianquan Sect's Taoist Shen's magical power is really unfathomable. I feel inferior to him!"

After saying this, Xuanyuan Hong bowed to Shen Lang and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I made some rude remarks before, which offended me a lot. I hope you will never take it to heart."

Shen Lang smiled calmly: "Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan, you are too polite. Shen is not that kind of person. Besides, Shen has benefited a lot from this discussion. I hope fellow Taoist can give you more advice in the future."

"Guide? Fellow Daoist Shen, don't be ridiculous! You're just as good at giving us old guys who sit in a well and look at the sky." Xuanyuan Hong was a little speechless.

A group of old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage who were watching looked at me and I looked at you, their faces a little embarrassed.

These old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage have lived for who knows how many years, and they are naturally very scheming. When they were in the hall just now, everyone was obviously neglecting Shen Lang, and they also said some condescending words. There is no guarantee that the other party will not hold grudges.^

"Ahem... Fellow Daoist Shen's strength is appalling, it really opened our eyes!"

"I admire you. Fellow Daoist Shen is so gifted and powerful, and given time, there may be no hope of breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage or even the Divine Transformation stage!"

"Haha, Tianquan Sect has Daoyou Shen. Given time, he will definitely become the number one sect in Piaomiao Mountain."

All the Nascent Soul Stage monks praised him one after another.

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan were smiling from ear to ear, feeling very relieved, thinking that they had really found a treasure!

"Junior Brother Shen, it's really hard for you to hide this from us!" Lu Yuan couldn't help but stepped forward and smiled at Shen Lang.

"Senior brother, you are joking. This is also my first time fighting against a Nascent Soul Stage monk. I didn't have a general understanding of my own strength before." Shen Lang laughed.

Jiang Hai also laughed and said: "Junior brother, there is no need to be modest. With what you just showed, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the number one monk in Piao Miao Mountain." Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan also thought that they were not Shen Lang's opponents. I also felt a sense of awe towards him.

Being praised by all the Nascent Soul Stage monks, Shen Lang still felt a little proud. In the world of cultivation, only strength is the most realistic thing.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, it's almost time." Zhou Jun counted with his fingers and reminded Xuanyuan Hong.

Xuanyuan Hong nodded slightly and said loudly: "Okay, the farce just now is over. I believe that all of you will have a new understanding of Fellow Daoist Shen. Next, our Juque Sect's sword-welcoming meeting will begin soon. Welcome. Fellow Taoists, please go and watch the ceremony."

"good!"

All the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage responded one after another, and they were also quite interested in it.

The so-called "Sword Welcome Conference" naturally welcomes the pseudo-Ancient Spiritual Treasure "Pingshan Sword" that was unsealed by Juquemen. All the Yuanying Stage monks from Piaomiao Mountain also came here for this purpose.

"Fellow Taoists, please follow me!"

Xuanyuan laughed loudly and led a group of Nascent Soul Stage monks to fly away from the back mountain and arrive at the square of Juquemen.

At this moment, Juquemen Square is already crowded with people. For this sword welcoming ceremony, Juquemen sent out invitations widely, and a large number of people from the Immortal Cultivation Sect in Piaomiao Mountain came to watch the ceremony.

The Nascent Soul Stage monks from Wanlong Mountain, Lingjiu Palace and Tianquan Sect were sitting in the special seats at the top of the square.

Shen Lang and other Nascent Soul stage monks had already taken their seats and were worshiped by a large number of monks below who came to watch the ceremony.

Shen Lang was a little uncomfortable with such a formal occasion.

Lu Yuan happened to be sitting next to Shen Lang's seat and said with a smile: "Haha, junior brother also wants to experience the power of this Pingshan sword, right? The Xuanyuan Taoist friends will try the sword in person at the Sword Welcome Conference."

"Oh? This is interesting." Shen Lang became a little interested.

Not long after, the Sword Welcome Ceremony officially began. The process was rather clichéd, similar to a sect celebration.

Most of the hour passed in the blink of an eye, and finally the most important part of the celebration came.

"Welcome the sword!" Zhou Jun, the Supreme Elder, shouted loudly, the sound echoing thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, a group of Juque Sect's Danjie elders flew in from the west. There were hundreds of them, and they were very powerful.

Hundreds of elders in the Dan Formation stage all carry a giant gray sword on their shoulders!

The giant sword is about 500 meters long, with a blue-gray body, dull and rough, except for the luanque pattern carved on one end of the hilt that is more conspicuous!

This is the Hirayama sword!

The Nascent Soul stage old monsters on the seats couldn't help but be a little surprised when they saw this scene.

"The Pingshan Sword is so huge?" Shen Lang was puzzled for a while as he watched the hundreds of elders in the Danjie stage slowly flying towards him carrying a blue-gray giant sword. It was completely different from what he had imagined.

Lu Yuan explained: "Junior brother, I don't know. Some primitive spiritual treasures are extremely huge and require refining and activation before they can be retracted and retracted freely. Although this Pingshan sword is an imitation, it is also imitated according to the original body. The refining process is very complicated. ."

Shen Lang nodded slightly. It seemed that he still knew very little about the ancient spiritual treasures. There was a big difference between the Pingshan Sword and the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella. If his guess was correct, the Pingshan Sword should be a purely offensive ancient spiritual treasure, while the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella The Yuan Pearl Umbrella is a functional ancient spiritual treasure.

"Senior Brother Lu, does the immortal cultivation sect in Yunjian Continent have genuine ancient spiritual treasures?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "How is that possible! The Great Desolate Spiritual Treasure is too unbelievable. There has never been a real Great Desolate Spiritual Treasure in Yunjian Continent. There are a few imitations of the Great Desolate Spiritual Treasure."


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