After killing Li Qingshu, Shen Lang had just left. Dozens of miles away, the expressions of Zhao Dejing and the other three brothers suddenly changed.
"No! Junior Brother Li's life soul lamp has gone out! Could it be that he has..." Zhao Dejing's face was extremely ugly.
"But he didn't say he was going to pee? Why did he die?" The other disciples all looked in disbelief.
"Let's go! Go and have a look. If you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die." Zhao Dejing gritted his teeth and said.
Searching all the way, Zhao Dejing and the others soon noticed the aura left behind after the battle. However, when they felt the scene, all they saw was the remains of fire and ashes...
"Who killed him? It would be too cruel to kill someone and burn his body! Could it be someone from the Guiming Sect?" Ling Yun's disciples were filled with indignation. But Zhao Dejing looked at the fire that had not been extinguished in the ashes and couldn't say anything for a long time.
Words come.
"This breath of fire..." Zhao Dejing was so familiar with this breath of fire, it was clearly Shen Lang's true fire!
"He's not dead yet? And he killed Li Qingshu? This is impossible! It can't be him!" Zhao Dejing's heart stirred up a storm. If Shen Lang hadn't died, then he would have died! His master would have concealed it because of him.
Shen Lang would also kill him if he heard the news about the true fire! Moreover, Shen Lang already had the ability to kill Li Qingshu, so he would naturally have the ability to kill him too!
Unconsciously, a touch of regret lingered in Zhao Dejing's heart. He thought, what if he had cared about the friendship between his classmates that night and spared Shen Lang? What if he had not obeyed his master's order?
Well...it's a pity that it was already too late. His palm had completely ended the relationship between his former classmates...
"No, he was hit by my Five Thunder Palm at that time and there is no way he could have survived! By the way, the Fierce Forbidden Land! Someone else must have entered the Fierce Forbidden Land that night and luckily got Shen Lang's True Fire! Li Qingshu's death was basically
It has nothing to do with Shen Lang!" Zhao Dejing could only comfort his anxious mind with this conjecture.
At this time, Shen Lang had already arrived at the foot of a hill dozens of miles away.
"It's really strange. According to the guidance of the Immortal Sword, this should be the right place." Shen Lang frowned. This time the Immortal Sword's reaction was extremely violent, but he had already wandered around here three times, not to mention finding some treasure.
, not even a shadow of a spiritual grass was seen.
Moreover, the hill in front of me is really strange. Everything nearby is lush and green, but this hill is bare, without a single plant or tree growing on it, and it is a bit scary to see it being deserted.
At this moment, several extremely powerful auras came from a distance, and among those auras was the weakest, which was comparable to Taoist Cang Jie! When the true energy was freely swayed, the earth shook and the mountains shook...
"Golden Core Realm? Or Kongming Realm? Why are there so many powerful people in the Immortal Demon Forest! And they are approaching here?" Shen Lang was shocked. There happened to be a narrow stone crevice next to him, and he had no time to think about it.
Just drilled in.
At the same time, a woman in a white dress with colorful clouds under her feet was flying quickly through the air. The woman was as beautiful as a fairy, but for some unknown reason, her delicate face was stained with unhealthy rosiness.
"Lin Yue'er! Don't even think about escaping!"
"Damn! She has been poisoned for so long, how can she still hold on!"
Four men dressed in blood were chasing after them, with a lustful glint in their eyes...
"Four against one? And they were poisoned? The method is really despicable." Xu Shi was also dressed in white, and her ethereal figure was like a fairy, which reminded Shen Lang of the woman in white who saved him that night, so he
Naturally, I felt a certain fondness for Lin Yue'er, but I couldn't help but feel disgusted with the other four people.
However, with his current strength, he can only complain. Is he in the Golden Core Realm or the Kongming Realm? He is still too far away from that level...
After calming down, Shen Lang discovered that the direction guided by the fairy sword in his body was more precise, and a faint golden light shone in a deeper position in the narrow stone crevice.
"Could it be..." Shen Lang did not hesitate, and punched down, causing the rock to crack. The originally inconspicuous narrow stone crevice suddenly turned into a deep cave. There was no sunlight in the cave, but it was filled with rich golden light.
It was golden light transformed from pure Yang energy. Three feet away, there were no fewer than thirty Longyang grasses crowded together, forming a small circle. The golden light lingered, and from a distance, it looked like a round in the darkness.
Jinyang.
What's even more strange is that in the center of the thirty Longyang grasses, there is a stick that is completely black and it is unknown what kind of strange object it is.
"No wonder I couldn't find it after searching three times before. I didn't expect there to be a cave here." Shen Lang was a little surprised, and quickly collected the Longyang grass one by one, and finally his eyes fell on the stick: "Is it possible?
Spiritual weapon?"
Without thinking, Shen Lang cut his finger, and a drop of blood fell on the iron rod and the spiritual weapon. In an instant, the drop of blood slid down the iron rod and was not absorbed by the spiritual weapon. The traditional method of identifying the owner by dripping blood has failed.
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"What on earth is this?" Shen Lang became even more curious and was about to pull out the golden stick, but as soon as his palm touched the stick, he immediately felt an inexplicable and obscure force invading the sea of consciousness, making him dizzy.
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"Attack independently, and also attack the soul?" Shen Lang quickly let go, shocked in his heart.
It is very rare to have a spiritual weapon with independent attack consciousness. This kind of spiritual weapon is often of extremely high quality. It has been fighting with strong men for many years. After a long period of fighting and killing, it has gradually gained a trace of arrogance. So, even if
The once powerful man has fallen for many years, and the spiritual weapon no longer wants to recognize others as its master.
As for spiritual weapons that attack souls, they are even rarer!
"Emotions look down on me. No wonder the method of confessing one's master by shedding blood doesn't work." Shen Lang seemed to have been provoked, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't believe that I can't control you, refine it for me with real fire!"
The white true fire rose in the dark cave, and the spiritual weapon trembled in the distance, as if resisting to the death. As time passed, it was not until the sky was getting dark and Shen Lang was almost exhausted that the spiritual weapon stopped.
He stopped struggling and slowly returned to calm.
Shen Lang stopped his hand at the right time, and when he confessed his relatives again by dripping blood, the spiritual weapon was indeed much more honest, and the blood was directly absorbed into the interior of the spiritual weapon. A vague blood relationship between the monk and the spiritual weapon had been established.
The simple message was printed in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness.
"Specializing on souls, a soul-killing stick?" Shen Lang was startled for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "If I had had this stick in my hand, I'm afraid Li Qingshu wouldn't be able to sustain a single move in my hand."
His cultivation has regressed, and his Dantian has been reshaped. Compared with before, Shen Lang's strength is finally much weaker. But his soul power has not been weakened! If he uses the soul-beating stick as a weapon, a monk below the true spirit realm will definitely knock one out.
One fell down.
At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside the cave. Shen Lang was startled. He put the stick into the Qiankun bag and carefully looked outside the cave. He saw a young woman lying outside the cave.
It was late at night, under the moonlight, the woman closed her eyes slightly, and the white clothes on her body were as bright as the moonlight. This person was the woman in white who was poisoned and chased by four strong men in blood clothes, Lin Yue'er...