Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing that Shen Lang had agreed, Tang Hui and Feng Siniang showed joy.

"Naturally, this is what Daoist Shen deserves. Our alliance guarantees that Daoist friends will get the Spirit Gathering Pill before the war." Tang Hui said solemnly.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded, as an agreement was reached.

"It should not be too late. Fellow Daoist Shen, go and prepare now. We will rush to the front of the southern island immediately." Feng Siniang's eyes waved and smiled charmingly.

"No need, just set off now." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Okay, fellow Taoist is really refreshing." Feng Siniang nodded slightly.

Soon, the two left the attic. Feng Siniang led the way and led Shen Lang Dunkong to fly towards the front line of Yulong Island south.

Feng Siniang is an elite law enforcement disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, who is responsible for the logistics and other matters in the alliance. She carefully explained to Shen Lang the duties of defending the formation and the points that need attention.

"If the formation is broken by the monsters, and I want to avoid the battle group, the Alliance will not blame it?" Shen Lang asked.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Shen is really wary. Don't worry, if the Big Five Elements Beidou Formation is really broken by the Monster Race, fellow Daoists can avoid the battle group by themselves, and the Alliance will not punish fellow Daoists." Feng Siniang smiled.

"That's good." Shen Lang relaxed.

His duty is to defend the line. If he can't hold it, he will run. In theory, he should be safe.

"It's a pity that the little girl can't be a deserter, otherwise the Alliance will punish me, and the little girl's life will be worrying. I don't know if she can survive after the war. The little girl has been very flustered recently, son Shen, I don't know if I can go to the little girl tonight. The girl’s boudoir tastes fragrant tea, talks long, and soothes the little girl’s lonely heart?"

Feng Siniang's voice was charming and feminine, she deliberately leaned against Shen Lang, her beautiful eyes were full of spring, and the fragrance of powdery powder floated into Shen Lang's nose.

This woman is wearing a black scale dress, very self-cultivation, and outlines her hot body vividly. There is a white gully on the neckline, which can dazzle people's eyes. The white legs are slender and straight.

Shen Lang lost his mind and couldn't help being attracted by this woman, but he soon woke up again.

"It's charming!"

Shen Lang immediately became vigilant, his eyes became cold instantly, and he laughed: "Sorry, my son is not interested. If you are lonely in your boudoir, Fairy Feng, go find another man."

Feng Siniang was startled at first, and then her pretty face became a little stiff. Her charming technique has always been harmless to the monks in the foundation-building stage. This is the first time she has failed.

"Huh, Daoist Shen is really a wooden person who is incomprehensible, wasting the little girl's expression." Feng Siniang snorted softly.

Feng Siniang is practising a supplementary exercise called "Senior Girl Stealing Yuan Jue". Both the charming technique and the bed technique are quite superb.

She especially likes to seduce some young male cultivators to absorb the power of Yuanyang to practice. There are not a few male cultivators who have been exhausted by her in the foundation building period.

In the past, most of the male cultivators were old men. Although Feng Si Niang was only to practice the exercises, she would feel sick. It was the first time that she encountered a monk with a superb cultivation base like Shen Gongzi, and there was a hint of ambiguity and affection in her heart.

Feng Siniang knew that Shen Lang would definitely die if he took over the task of defending the formation! If Shen Lang obediently fell into her charm, after the two had a good time on the bed, Feng Siniang might tell him the truth.

But Shen Lang refused, and Feng Siniang felt very bad.

"You don't need to talk nonsense. Fellow Daoist should take me to the Dao Formation in South Island as soon as possible." Shen Lang said coldly.

Seeing that Shen Lang was so indifferent, Feng Siniang's pretty face showed a slight bit of resentment, and said in her heart: "This girl originally wanted to save your life, but you are so incomprehensible, so let's wait for death!"

"it is good."

Feng Siniang answered her mouth and continued to escape towards the south of the island.

Along the way, the two said nothing.

Shen Lang also saw that the woman's emotions seemed a little unnatural. He didn't know what purpose this person had, so he should be more alert.

To the south of the island, there is a small hill a hundred miles from the coast.

Shen Lang used his spiritual vision technique in the air, and he could see a large number of camps densely stationed in the distance along the coast for hundreds of miles, and many monks were patrolling.

It is conservatively estimated that there are more than 100,000 monks defending the south side of the island! The monks in the late stage of Qi refining accounted for the vast majority, and the monks in the foundation stage could occasionally see a lot of them.

There was a large stone house beside the mountain, and Feng Siniang used the token to transmit the sound. Soon two Jinghong shot up from the stone house and flew into the air.

Both of them are white-haired old men, wearing red robes, and look like old people. It is the elder of the blood refining sect during the pill formation period.

"Disciple Feng Siniang, see Elder Liu! Elder Qu!" Feng Siniang bowed and saluted the two white-haired elders.

"I've already heard the news. This is the monk you brought? The peak of Nirvana, just so-so." The old man surnamed Liu glanced at Shen Lang with a sharp gaze, and commented unconfirmed.

"Junior Shen Lang, I've seen seniors." Shen Lang clasped his fists neither humble nor arrogant. Judging from his breath, the two old men in front of him should be the cultivators of the early Jindan.

The other party is a solid cultivator of the pill formation stage, so it is better to keep a low profile.

"Boy, you will start sitting in battle tomorrow morning. There is no problem, right?" the old man surnamed Liu asked nonchalantly.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded, and then asked: "If you dare to ask, can you pay in advance for the much-needed Spirit Gathering Pill of the younger generation?"

The old man surnamed Liu glared at Shen Lang, his eyes a little gloomy: "Someone has just arrived in the Alliance, and I did hand in the Spirit Gathering Pill, but the old man doesn't want to give it to you for the time being."

Shen Lang frowned: "Senior, this is different from what he said..."

"Huh, a mere pill of gathering spirits, as if a monk of my level would owe you. Boy, you sit and guard the formation, after the matter is over, this pill will naturally be handed over to you." Said shamelessly.

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, thinking that these guys in the alliance were really **** fart, and he regretted taking this task a little bit.

The other party was a cultivator in the pill formation stage, and Shen Lang could not touch the old thing's brows, so he had to swallow the uncomfortableness in his stomach.

"Okay." Shen Lang gritted his teeth and agreed.

You can only receive the Spirit Gathering Pill after the battle is over, the alliance should not be ruinous.

After that, Feng Siniang took Shen Lang to the resting place.

It was a stone cave at the bottom of the mountain, messy and crude.

"Friends of Taoism will rest here for the night, and start to sit and guard the formation tomorrow morning." Feng Siniang left this sentence coldly, and then flew out of the cave.

Shen Lang was very upset, feeling that he was on the thief ship. But he couldn't help it, who asked himself to agree.

After finishing his emotions, he closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the next day.