Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Shen Lang showing this expression, Hua Ziling stuck her mouth, still did not say anything.

It's still a question of whether you can live or not, wait until you can really escape and ascend to heaven.

The Zidian Flying Boat reached its extreme speed and headed towards the Yuanhe waters in the northern part of Tianhai.

Three days later, the sky over Tianlei City.

A purple ray of light flashed across the sky, reaching the extreme speed, breaking through the air towards the north.

Occasionally in the air, some cultivators in the foundation-building period saw this shining light as fast as a meteor, and they were so frightened that they avoided it, showing a frightened look.

The purple escape light was Lei Batian himself. Upon learning of Lei Shuai's death, he rushed to Tianlei City as soon as possible, found Lei Shuai's body, and traced Shen Lang's breath by the way.

Thinking of his son being killed by a human monk, Lei Batian was naturally very furious. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would smash Shen Lang's corpse into thousands of pieces, and draw his soul to refine his soul!

Lei Batian chased after Shen Lang's breath for several days, flew out of Tianlei Island and flew towards the north of Tianhai.

Shen Lang still underestimated the ability of Tier 8 Demon Cultivation. He thought that even if Lei Batian was strong, it would not be so easy to track his trace in the boundless sky.

But in fact, when the strength reached the level of Yuan Ying period, many methods were not imaginable by Shen Lang.

Tier 8 Demon Cultivation is extremely powerful, and can trace the enemy's breath with the help of secret techniques, and the validity period can even reach one or two months.

Lei Batian had locked Shen Lang's escape position and started chasing at full speed.

Somewhere in Tianhai.

On the shimmering sea level, a small boat suddenly appeared. On the small boat stood two low-level monks with triple Qi refiners, looking dull.

At this moment, a group of purple light flew from the sky, and the light was even mixed with thunder, and the momentum was extremely shocking.

Upon seeing this, the two low-level monks with a dull look immediately cast a lion roar technique and began to curse.

"Lei Batian old dog, get out of me!"

"Lei Batian, you bastard, come out and give me a kneel to lick!"

It happened that a good Lei Batian was flying in the sky, when he suddenly heard the screaming from the sea, he was taken aback for a moment, and then jumped into thunder.

"Me, fuck?"

Someone dared to scold him? Lei Batian wondered for a moment whether his ears had a problem.

He stopped flying, and said furiously: "A tiny human being insults this emperor?"

Lei Batian's voice was like a thunder, and the air was trembling and roaring around the waves.

Facing Lei Batian's murderous aura that was so strong that it was substantive, the two low-level monks turned a deaf ear and continued to yell.

"Lei Batian, my son, I greet your eighteenth generation of ancestors!"

"Lei Batian, you bastard!"

"Roar!!!" Lei Batian screamed, his angry eyes burst into flames.

Damn, he dignified the island owner of the Sky Thunder Islands, when did he feel this kind of anger?

With a big wave of Lei Batian's hand, a few thick thunder and lightning directly blasted the two low-level monks on the small boat into scum!

Even the small boat turned into powder.

Lei Ba Weather didn't breathe smoothly, and he immediately felt that things were a bit weird. How could he be so brave and dare to insult him?

Anyway, these two reckless garbage are dead, Lei Batian's face is gloomy, and he continues to follow his breath and flies towards the northern part of Tianhai.

At this moment, Shen Lang, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the Zidian Feizhou, suddenly opened his eyes and his face became a little ugly.

Shen Lang actually used the puppet runes for two purposes, one was to hinder Lei Batian's tracking, and the other was to find out where Lei Batian was.

After those low-rank cultivators had caught Shen Lang's puppet runes, once they were killed or died, Shen Lang could perceive them. So it can be judged whether Lei Batian has chased him.

Noting that Shen Lang's expression was wrong, Hua Ziling asked curiously, "Shen Lang, what happened?"

"Well, that Lei Batian is chasing over!" Shen Lang said, his face extremely gloomy.

Hua Ziling's pretty face also changed color immediately, biting her teeth and said: "This... how did he chase him?"

Shen Lang shook his head: "I don't know, the strength of the eighth-order demon cultivator is really beyond our imagination. Most of it is to find our aura and catch up. With that guy's speed, it won't take a few days. , Can catch up with us!"

"What should I do?" Hua Ziling said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I still have a plan, maybe it can interfere with Lei Batian's tracking!"

With a solemn expression on his face, Shen Lang told Hua Ziling about the functions and drawbacks of the blood soul charm in "Xuan Di Qian Yuan Lu".

"After successfully casting this spell, you can seal 99% of your own cultivation base and breath. I will tell you the formula of this spell now, and you have memorized it."

Shen Lang explained for a while, then told Hua Ziling the formula of the blood soul charm.

The blood soul spell must be cast on herself, and Shen Lang could only guide Hua Ziling with all her strength, asking her to finish learning the spell before Lei Batian tracked them down.

While controlling the Zidian Feizhou, Shen Lang instructed Hua Ziling to learn the blood soul charm.

The Blood Soul Curse was an extremely clever Qi-grabbing technique created by Xuan Emperor, which could almost completely eliminate his own breath and spirit aura. Even the masters of the Yuan Ying period are difficult to perceive.

Fortunately, Hua Ziling's talent and savvy were high enough, and with Shen Lang's guidance, this girl finally learned the blood soul charm within a day.

Shen Lang first cast a blood soul curse on himself, sealing his own cultivation base and breath.

Hua Ziling also had a surprising and risk-free operation.

Fortunately, the Zidian Flying Boat does not require artificial spiritual power to activate, it only needs to consume the five elements of Lingshi Lingjing to operate.

the other side.

"Lei Batian, my sun, your mother!"

"Lei Batian, you tm are like a tortoise bastard! Haha, there is a kind to beat him!"

There was another small boat floating on the sea, and two low-ranking monks with dull expressions cursed at the flying Lei Batian, and they laughed wildly while cursing.

"A bunch of rubbish, die for this emperor!"

Lei Batian's face was pale with anger, and he waved two waves of thunder and lightning to kill the two low-level monks scolding at sea.

He found that every few hundred miles he flew, there were always two or three low-level human monks sitting in small boats, insulting himself on the sea, and not afraid of death.

As a result, Lei Batian had to stop from the rapid flight through every time, and kill these humans.

Lei Batian is not mentally retarded, he guessed it must be Shen Lang's trick!

The kid deliberately wanted to use this method to delay time.

But every time he heard the screams of these tiny human beings, Lei Batian couldn't help but stop and kill the rubbish. This kind of flying and stopping, greatly affected his speed.

The main reason is that their cursing is too ugly, and it makes Lei Ba Weather all bad. He has never been scolded like this before!

Lei Batian forced himself to calm down. Anyway, the kid named Shen Lang couldn't escape from his palm. Just don't care about these human trash.

Flew hundreds of miles.

"Hahaha, I heard that there is a big king in Tianhai, named Lei Batian. This demon is as timid as a mouse, and extremely insignificant!"

"Lei Batian, my son, I want to blow you up!"

"I, fuck! Die to the emperor! Die! Die!"

Lei Batian didn't want to care about it anymore, but the call was too much to bear! Angrily, his eyes were bloodshot and his orifices were full of smoke.