Godly Dragon Guard

The most important thing is that the two Nirvana Martial Artists outside the Giant God Peak have probably notified the people of the Beast God Palace.

If the other side sends other Nirvana monks. Shen Lang was also powerless and could only find a way to escape.

Shen Lang wondered, he has already got the inheritance of the Barbarian God. It shouldn't be too difficult for the guardian of the Barbarian Temple to bestow one or two treasures, right?

"Boy, although you are the inheritor of my master, it does not mean that the Manshen Palace is your property. I will continue to guard the Manshen Palace until the day when my soul power is exhausted. The barriers of the Manshen Palace remain as usual. The magic weapon flowing out of it is still a gift left by the master to the descendants of the Wild Continent. However, since your kid is an inheritor, one treasure can be given to you. There are 3812 magic treasures left in the Manshen Palace. Choose one. "

"Fuck." Shen Lang was shocked, more than 3,800 pieces? Sure enough, the Man God was rich and powerful, and he had set up so many treasures in the Man God Palace.

Shen Lang scratched his ears and said: "Senior, the juniors have just entered the world of spiritual practice and don't know much about treasures and the like. You should help the kid and I choose one."

Shen Lang knew very well that this puppet guardian had a profound cultivation base, and his vision was far beyond his own. It would be great to let him choose treasures for himself.

The man in Qingpao didn't bother to talk nonsense, and stretched out one hand, took out a three-meter-long boat, and threw it in front of Shen Lang.

This small boat is very peculiar, with a pair of huge purple wings on both sides, and there are faint lightning arc flashes on the surface.

There are several long feathers growing on the tail of the boat, exuding purple brilliance, which is slightly magical.

"This magic weapon is called the Purple Electric Flying Boat. It is made from the skeleton wings and feather feathers of the seventh-order monster "Purple Electric Wind Eagle". The wind attribute array is engraved on the boat. The five elements of the spirit crystal can be used as energy to fly. The speed is comparable to the escape speed of a monk in the formation of alchemy." The man in the green robe explained a little bit.

"Thank you senior." Shen Lang was ecstatic in his heart, this kind of escape magic weapon couldn't be better.

Even if the Nirvana monk can fly in the air, the flight speed of the master in the Alchemy phase must be very different.

The speed of this flying boat was comparable to that of a monk in the formation period, and those guys who had thrown away the beast divine palace were definitely not a problem.

"Although this boat is the fastest flying magic weapon, remember that there are restrictions on the formation on this flying boat, and only one person can be carried. If there are many people in the boat, the formation on the flying boat will lose its effectiveness." Qingpao The man said.

"Only one person can ride?" Shen Lang's heart sank. He originally wanted to take Su Ruoxue away with this flying magic weapon, but only one person can sit on the flying boat, which is a bit troublesome.

After hesitating for a while, Shen Lang put Feizhou away and solemnly said, "Thank you for the gift, senior!"

"It's okay. Boy, you just got the inheritance, and I don't want you to be killed so soon. But remember, you have to rely on yourself for a path of cultivation, and others can only help you for a while." The Qingpao man said lightly.

"Remember the predecessor's teaching." Shen Lang bowed his fists.

Before leaving, Shen Lang also asked the man in Qingpao to wake up Su Ruoxue who was in the illusion on the first floor of the Valkyrie Tower.

"Go." The man in Qingpao waved his sleeves, his expression of joy and sorrow was invisible.

Shen Lang's body was shrouded in a white light and was soon teleported out.

Two days later, the Titan Peak.

At this moment, a large number of monks gathered outside the Giantshen Peak, some of them failed to break through the barriers and were teleported from the Barbarian Shrine, and some came to the Giantshen Peak to watch the show.

Of course, the most conspicuous were the two golden beast gods chariots and a large number of orcs guarding the beast **** palace.

"All the guards of the Beast God Palace obey the orders, and when the thief leaves the Barbarian Shrine, he will be arrested immediately. If he fails, I will be lifted up to see the Beast Emperor Lord!" shouted an elder of the Beast God Palace in the early stage of Nirvana. Scream.

"Yes!"

Wu Xiu, a group of half-orcs in yellow robes, responded loudly.

Although Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue only have the cultivation base of the virtual realm, the two Nirvana monks in the Beast God Palace did not want to make any mistakes, so they were more cautious.

Mainly because Shen Lang killed Gu Yan, the beast emperor was very angry and the consequences were serious. If Shen Lang cannot be caught, the beast emperor will be angry, and their heads will have to move!

After everyone entered the Barbarian Shrine, the two Nirvana monks immediately notified the Beast Shrine with a sound transmission and sent a large number of manpower.

Outside the Giant God Peak at this moment, there are nearly a hundred orc guards in the Beast Temple, all of them are martial arts in the late stage of the virtual realm. There are also five Nirvana elders.

The Beast God Palace is the strongest sect of the orc race that cultivates martial arts, so there is no existence of Qi refiners.

With such a big pomp to deal with a kid in the middle of the virtual realm, the five elders of the Beast God Palace felt that it was difficult for Shen Lang to fly.

"boom!"

In mid-air, the gate of Manshen Palace brightened with golden light and gradually opened.

"Tsk tusk, is it finally over?"

"This time I don't know who got the strange treasure."

"Haha, the previous Barbarian Temples have been opened, and the strange treasures have been taken away by the disciples of those sects."

"The sword Wuhen of the Spirit Sword Palace, Bai Ziren of the Yuguizong, and Yue Cailing of the Hanyue Palace, these three are famous geniuses. It is estimated that the strange treasure should belong to these three."

At the top of the Giant God Peak, a crowd of monks talked.

next moment.

With a "bang", the gate of Manshen Palace was completely opened, and a large number of monks walked out of the gate.

Most monks have ugly faces, showing a sullen expression. Many people were also seriously injured and covered in blood.

The mortality rate in the sacred palace is not high. The purpose of the savage gods who left this sacred palace was only to give the younger generations a chance to experience and give gifts to select inheritors.

As long as the cultivator who entered the Barbarian Shrine did not die in the test, he would be teleported out after five days had passed, and there would be no life worry.

"Search me carefully, don't let anyone go!" a Nirvana monk from the Beast Temple shouted loudly.

A hundred orc guards began to search for the monks who came out of the savage temple.

The five Nirvana monks also began to release their spiritual knowledge and began to look for Shen Lang's figure.

"Wow!"

An eight or nine-year-old child flew out of the beast palace with a golden giant sword on his feet. It was the sword Wuhen.

The blood on the corner of Jian Wuhen's mouth was still wet, he turned his head and stared at the gate of the Barbarian Shrine, showing a thoughtful expression.

He knew that Shen Lang passed the fourth level test and was the first monk to step into the fifth level of the Wushen Pagoda!

Jian Wuhen, who has always been arrogant, said that he was not jealous, it was impossible.

But Shen Lang didn't seem to come out of the Barbarian Temple yet, and with his strength, he shouldn't be killed in the Barbarian Temple.

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang, you are the first competitor recognized by this young man, don't let me down!" Jian Wuhen's eyes condensed, biting his teeth.

Inside the gate of Manshen Palace, all the monks were almost gone, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue walked towards the gate slowly.

Although the two of them were holding hands, Shen Lang's mood was obviously depressed, and Su Ruoxue's expression was drooping, her silver teeth clenched.

"Xue'er, have you really decided?" Shen Lang sighed, his expression unspeakably lonely.