"A chain that can seal the true energy?" Shen Lang realized that the chain tied to Xia Qianjie was very unusual. And it also indirectly explained another problem.
The leader of the thieves in Black Wind Village is very unusual. After all, whether it is a spiritual talisman or a soul-binding rope, they are relatively rare treasures. However, when Shen Lang thought about the silent support of the Demon Sect behind this incident, he felt relieved.
Already.
"In this way, I am much luckier than you. It's just that my true energy was sealed by a spiritual talisman." Shen Lang smiled lightly.
"You are just a Qi Refining Realm monk. Naturally, they are too lazy to use such important treasures to deal with you." Xia Qianjie was a little disdainful.
"No matter what, I'm the easiest person to get out of trouble." Shen Lang looked at Xia Qianjie and said seriously: "In this situation, let alone asking you to kiss me, even if I ask you to do something more extreme, you should do it
Help me. Besides, restoring true energy is only the first step to escape. If we want to escape from this dragon's pool and tiger's den, we must work together to have a chance."
"Cooperate?" The smile on Xia Qianjie's face was a little cold, "Please, please understand the situation and don't be selfish here, okay? We have been enemies from the beginning, why should I cooperate with you?"
Shen Lang frowned slightly. He did have conflicts with Xia Qianjie at first, but as he got closer to the Xia family, he no longer had any hostility toward Xia Qianjie, but Xia Qianjie seemed...
"You'd better recognize the current situation. I'm a puppet, just a theatergoer." Xia Qianjie looked at Shen Lang's ugly face, but she felt surprisingly happy in her heart, "At worst, I don't want this puppet anymore.
I have paid 30 million spiritual stones to watch this great show, but you will definitely die."
"Besides, even if I help you, you still don't have the ability to help me untie the soul binding rope." Xia Qianjie said coldly: "After helping you, I watched you escape? Do you think such a stupid thing, I
Will you do it?"
"Okay!" Listening to these cold and ruthless words, Shen Lang stood up like a carp, stared at Xia Qianjie fiercely and said: "Xia Xiaoniu, do you really think that I can't escape without your help? Previously, you just gave me
You have an opportunity to ease the relationship with me. Since you don't cherish it, I hope you won't regret it in the future."
"Regret?" Xia Qianjie sneered, "Whoever regrets it is the grandson..."
Before she finished speaking, the next scene shocked her and left her speechless.
Very suddenly, Shen Lang seemed to be ascending to immortality, with green smoke rising from his forehead, and then with a pop, the forbidden spirit talisman spontaneously ignited...
According to common sense, the forbidden spirit talisman will certainly not burn for no reason. Shen Lang can only make the talisman burn in one way!
Really hot!
True Yuan is banned? So what?
The true fire has always been hidden in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness. As long as his mind moves, he can use it immediately.
Even if the real fire cannot draw on the power of the real essence and its power is weakened countless times, it is enough to light a small talisman!
The spiritual talisman was burned, and the blocking effect of the spiritual talisman on Shen Lang no longer existed. The power of the real fire soared instantly, easily melting the chains binding Shen Lang.
"You...you..." Xia Qianjie looked at the red and white flames, already dumbfounded.
She has always been unable to figure out one question: why does her sister, who has a high self-esteem, think highly of Shen Lang? Why does a strong man like her father in the Kongming Realm value Shen Lang so much?
Now he finally understands! Shen Lang not only possesses the soul origin of the eighth level Tianhun, but also possesses the true fire that even the strong men in the world covet!
"My dear granddaughter, it seems that you have never known how powerful I am." Shen Lang struggled to get up, and the heavy iron chain clattered to the ground. Immediately, he felt that such a title was a bit inappropriate and a bit presumptuous.
Old Man Xia took advantage of him, so he sighed twice and changed his words: "Xia Xiaoniu, do you regret it now?"
Seeing Shen Lang who had recovered his true energy and was approaching step by step, Xia Qianjie couldn't help but shrink back and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You...what do you want to do?"
"What to do?" Shen Lang looked at Xia Qianjie, who tried his best to hide away, but could only huddle in the corner, and said with a smile: "Of course I will do whatever I want to do now!"
"If you dare to touch me...ah!"
The woman's scream of fear echoed through the dungeon...
...
In a room outside the dungeon, the dim candlelight danced gently. Under the light, Brother Scar and Hong San were carefully looking through Shen Lang's Qiankun bag.
"Spiritual stones! There are so many spiritual stones in one Qi Refining Realm! More than a million!"
"And... Tianling Fruit? More than a thousand?"
"I can't tell at all that he is so rich! I don't know which young master he is from a hidden family." Brother Scar was already shocked by Shen Lang's wealth.
"No matter where the young master is, it will be the same when he comes to our territory." Hong San's eyes also shone, "Don't let me know about this matter. We will share the treasure equally."
"Okay!" Brother Scar continued to look through the Qiankun bag, and soon found another stick. But when he just touched the seemingly ordinary stick with his palm, he felt as if he was electrocuted and quickly let go. "Yes.
Spiritual stick? Attacking the soul? Another treasure!"
"What is this token? There's not a word on it." Hong San curiously held the token with the magic talisman sealed in it. After looking at it for a long time, he threw it away again.
"There seems to be nothing left. The other things are just a change of clothes and other sundries." Scar continued to rummage through the Qiankun bag.
"There is already a lot of wealth, we have made a lot of money this time!" Hong San squinted his eyes with satisfaction, "Let's divide it first..."
At this moment, the woman's scream broke through the thick bluestone and came from the dungeon: "If you dare to touch me...ah!"
"What's going on?" Hong San and Brother Scar both changed their expressions. "That little girl is the one Lord Soul Eater likes! If something goes wrong..."
"Go and have a look!" Hong San made a quick decision.
"Yes! Go and have a look." Although Brother Scar shouted, he deliberately slowed down his pace and his eyes fell on the Qiankun Bag again.
A seemingly ordinary stick is a treasure! Who can keep the treasure inside the miscellaneous items? He has already seen that the person caught this time is either rich or noble, and is definitely not a simple person.
However, when Hong San walked away and Brother Scar took out something from the Qiankun Bag again, his face suddenly turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.
Because what he saw was a black robe embroidered with a golden skull! Moreover, he had only seen such a black robe on one person!
That is, among the Demon Sect, the Saintess Leng Yanji is feared by even Lord Soul Eater!
Why did the saint's black robe appear in the universe bag of a mysterious young monk? In an instant, Brother Scar thought of many possibilities, but in a very short period of time, he rejected many possibilities.
Stole? Robbed?
Is this possible? With the saint's supreme cultivation, who has this ability?
If it wasn't stolen, then this black robe could only be a gift from the saint!
"The saint gave the black robe to her personally! Then his identity..." Thinking of Shen Lang's possible terrifying identity, and thinking of his rude behavior of putting Shen Lang in the dungeon, Brother Scar suddenly became frightened.
He rolled and crawled towards the dungeon. He kept praying hard in his heart: "Hong Lao San, Hong Lao San, why are you running so fast! It's okay if you run faster, but when you get to the dungeon, you can't do anything."
Don’t offend that man!”
However, Brother Scar didn't know that this black robe was stolen by Shen Lang while he was spying on the Saint while she was taking a bath! Moreover, there were not only black robes in the Qiankun Bag, but also the Saint's black fairy skirt, as well as the close-fitting one.
What...
If Brother Scar continues to search and sees those private things, he doesn't know if he will be frightened...