Godly Dragon Guard

"Buzzing!"

There was a sudden roar throughout the valley.

Immediately afterwards, layers of gray light appeared on the stone wall in front of Shen Lang, like ripples, rippling towards the surroundings.

The scene in front of him changed in an instant, turning into a huge valley cave, the inside was pitch black, blowing cold wind, it looked eerie and strange.

A skinny old man in black robe flew out of the cave, and furiously said to Shen Lang outside the cave: "He Fangxiao, the younger generation, dare to be presumptuous in front of the venerable!"

Shen Lang glanced at the skinny old man, his eyes shrank slightly, his heart horrified.

It is unbelievable, the person in front of him has the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul! No wonder it's so confident.

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, thinking that his luck was too good. It is rare for him to take the initiative to ask others to trouble him, and unexpectedly ran into a cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanying. You must know that there are not many middle stage cultivators in Yunjian Continent.

The skinny old man glanced at Shen Lang, with a disdainful expression on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "An early monk, killed a blood soul zombie in this deity. If the deity didn’t trouble you, it’s considered your blessing, and you dare to find it. Come to die!"

Seeing that the other party spoke so rudely, Shen Lang was a little upset, and said, "Your Excellency and I are both Yuanying-period monks. Your Excellency is so rude, it's a bit too much."

The skinny old man said with a gloomy expression: "Boy, you really think you are a human being. The old man of the Nascent Soul Stage monk in Hokuriku has also heard about it, so you should report it by name."

"Shen Lang of Tianquan Sect." Shen Lang said nonchalantly.

"Tianquan Sect? Hahaha, isn't that the trash sect at the bottom of the ranking?" The skinny old man smiled contemptuously and said contemptuously: "Tianquan Sect, this deity only knows the two Yuanying-period monks surnamed Jiang and Lu, when? One more surnamed Shen?"

Shen Lang's heart was already filled with anger, this old thing is a bit too presumptuous.

He tentatively asked with a blank face, "Where is your monk? I have heard of the Yuan Yingji monk of the Great Sect of Hokuriku, and I have never seen you."

Shen Lang has just given birth, and he is naturally not very familiar with the Nascent Soul monks in Beilu, but Shen Lang has seen the portraits of the Nascent Soul monks several times, and at least he can recognize all the Nascent Soul monks in Beilu. , Unless it is some casual repairs who live in seclusion for many years.

The skinny old man in front of him was very strange, Shen Lang recalled carefully for a while, and concluded that he had never seen this person's portrait.

"Who said that this deity is a monk from Hokuriku?" The skinny old man Jiejie smiled and threatened: "Boy, don't talk nonsense. The place of the deity's retreat is not for you to come and leave. You want to live. Leave here, hand over the storage ring obediently, and let you go as soon as the deity is happy!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "You are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue! Shen does not want to fight with you, but you are forcing me, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Trash, dare to yell at the deity and die for me!"

The skinny old man was so gloomy that he didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, and threw a black leather bag on his waist into the air.

"Hohoho!"

Numerous low and weird roars came, and more than twenty zombies emerged from the black bag, each with double horns, all red and full of ferocious aura.

The skinny old man let out more than twenty blood soul zombies at the peak of Pill Formation in one breath, causing Shen Lang to take a deep breath.

This person has raised so many blood soul zombies?

For ordinary cultivators at the beginning of the Nascent Soul, a blood soul zombie is still very easy to deal with, but suddenly more than 20 come, even if they can suppress these zombies, they have to peel off their skins.

What's more, these zombies seem to be just ghost pets of the other side.

Shen Lang did not dare to neglect, he sacrificed nine Lei Ze splitting lightsabers in one breath, swirling around his body at a high speed, and the golden sword was still "cracking" arcing.

"Hohoho!"

More than twenty blood soul zombies rushed towards Shen Lang like mad dogs, with extremely violent auras.

"Nine Li Sword Formation!"

With a low drink, Shen Lang's nine-handled Lei Ze splitting lightsaber soared into the sky, turning into a series of meteors, revolving around Shen Lang 100 meters away at a very fast speed.

The fast speed can't even catch the sword light's position with the spiritual sense.

Shen Lang pinched the tactics of the Nine Li sword formations with two fingers. The sword light in the air was divided into three and three into nine. The original nine sword lights suddenly became ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights!

The dense sword light shrouded Shen Lang in the meteors like a series of bright golden meteors.

"Sword formation!?"

The skinny old man who was still sneered with disdain, saw this weird scene, couldn't help being dumbfounded, showing an expression of disbelief.

In theory, the sword formation is very complicated. Sword formations in the cultivation world are generally used to trap the enemy, and at least five or six people are required to lay them.

The boy in front of him, who didn't know what kind of weird techniques he had cultivated, was able to set up a sword formation with his own power, which really made the skinny old man's eyes almost fall off.

The Jiuli Sword Array is just the initial rudimentary version of the Tiangang Sword Array. It relies on nine flying swords and is a small sword array. But the power has reached an appalling level.

Two blood soul zombies are about to rush into the range of the sword formation.

"Hey!"

As soon as the two zombies touched the range of the sword formation, they were dismantled by several sword lights, killing them instantly. The flesh and blood clots were still bouncing with a red gold arc and thick blue smoke.

"disease!"

Shen Lang urged the sword formation with all his strength, and a large amount of sword light around his body was like a thunderstorm, strangling towards the blood soul zombie group.

"Boom!"

A large number of sword lights intertwined, red golden arcs fell, and six or seven blood soul zombies were wiped out, and their bodies turned into pieces of meat, which was terrible.

"Yuyang Jinlei!"

The skinny old man yelled, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

Yuyang Jinlei is the deadly nemesis of these ghost monks! The skinny old man would never have imagined that a monk in the early Yuanying stage could not only sacrifice a sword formation, but also release such a powerful Yuyang Jinlei.

I'm afraid that after waiting a few seconds, all the blood soul zombies he has worked so hard to refine will be strangled clean by this strange sword formation. The skinny old man's face was pale, and immediately threw a silver chain.

"call out!"

The silver chain was like a long snake, attacking Shen Lang with lightning speed.

"Be careful, son, this is the ancient treasure binding spirit lock!" Xiaorou panicked and sent a voice to Shen Lang.

Shu Lingsuo is considered to be a famous treasure in ancient times. In ancient times, many ancient treasures were refined in batches, and because they were very practical, Ling Ling lock was one of them, and it was very well-known.

The skinny old man knew that Shen Lang possessed the Yuyang Jinlei, and felt that even if he used some ghostly secret techniques, the effect would not survive. He simply sacrificed the binding spirit lock and wanted to stop Shen Lang first.