Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that it was awful.

If the opponent does not have a false prehistoric spirit treasure, Shen Lang still has the confidence to win. But the Three Elders in the East Lin actually had such a powerful fake and wild spirit treasure, and the probability of winning by himself and Su Ruoxue was almost zero.

However, the Yellow Sand Formation has been broken, and Shen Lang does not need to go head-on with the opponent. He decided to adopt the tactics of "hiding east and west".

Without saying a word, Shen Lang decisively displayed the Nine Changes of the Bleeding Spirit, transforming into the form of Lei Peng. Su Ruoxue also flew to Lei Peng's back tacitly.

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound rang, and the golden roc disappeared instantly in place, and appeared a kilometer away in the next moment.

"Leave me!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was running faster than the rabbit, the three elders from the east were furious and hurried to catch up.

Shen Lang used his take-off thunder evasion technique, circled the battlefield, and made people dizzying fast!

The Three Elders in the east were unable to catch up for a while, and jumped behind to scold his mother.

The two sides are too far apart, and ordinary magic weapons cannot lock the golden roc moving at high speed.

From time to time, the three of them shot out long-range attack magic weapons, trying to hit the golden roc.

However, Shen Lang repeatedly hit Yuyang Jinlei to counterattack, and the Donglin Three Elders still had nothing to do with Shen Lang.

Although the Leize Lightsword was eroded by the cold of Bingpo Mountain, it was temporarily unusable, but the Yuyang Jinlei could still be used.

Su Ruoxue lay on the back of the golden Dapeng and urged the Profound Fire Orb in her hand with all her strength.

"Fire Dragon, go!"

With a soft drink, the mysterious fire bead in Su Ruoxue's hand glowed with a dazzling red light and turned into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, burning with a hot golden fire, with amazing power.

Fully urging the Profound Fire Orb, almost consumed half of Su Ruoxue's spiritual power.

Carrying a billowing heat wave, the fire dragon attacked the Donglin San Lao who was chasing from behind.

"Small bugs, dare to show off!"

The yellow-haired old man was so furious that he immediately called out Bingpo Mountain, spinning at high speed in his palm.

The short and fat old man and another tall and thin old man also offered their own magic weapons, showing a gloomy look on their faces.

Seeing the fire dragon hit, the yellow-haired old man threw out the Bingpo Mountain in his hand.

The chilly hill suddenly swelled to a height of one thousand meters, and hit the fire dragon at an almost strange speed.

"boom!"

There was a dull explosion sound. In front of the huge ice crystal mountain, the fire dragon looked extremely small, and the flame was instantly extinguished by the pale cold glow that burst from Bingpo Mountain.

"Bah Bah Bah." A large amount of white mist diffused in all directions.

The fire dragon couldn't shake the Bingpo Mountain at all, and was instantly defeated by the freezing air pressure on the huge mountain.

Seeing this scene, Su Ruoxue's face became a little ugly, and the pseudo-precious spirit treasure was indeed unstoppable.

The power of that ice crystal giant mountain is estimated to be no less than that of Fengyue Old Demon's Tianshui Bell, and the defensive power of this mountain is surprisingly amazing, and ordinary attacks can hardly shake Bingpu Mountain.

The golden Dapeng flapped its wings frantically, performing the flying thunder escape technique, throwing away the three old men in the east.

"Brother, this kid escaped too fast, what should we do?" The tall and thin old man frowned and asked.

The yellow-haired old man gritted his teeth and said: "The big deal is to spend some vitality to stimulate Bingpo Mountain, I don't believe that this kid can't be killed!"

"Brother, you have consumed too much vitality, and if you try to push the Bingpo Mountain with all your strength, your body will probably..." the chunky old man gritted his teeth.

"Don't talk more, don't kill this kid, I can't swallow this breath!"

The yellow-haired old man was extremely angry, and then spewed a sip of blood on the ice crystal giant mountain, pushed his palms, and hit a lot of spiritual power towards the giant mountain.

Bingpo Mountain suddenly released a dazzling white light and disappeared in place with a "swish" sound.

next moment.

With a "swish", Bing Po Mountain appeared on top of the golden roc's head without warning, exuding a chilly air, quenching the cold into the bones.

Shen Lang was so frightened that he took a cold breath and couldn't help exclaiming: "Teleport!?"

This Bingpo Mountain is a false prehistoric spirit treasure, and it is not impossible to achieve teleporting magical powers. But after the Bingpo Mountain teleported, it firmly locked on the top of his head, and even flew with him, don't even want to avoid it!

Bingposhan is filled with white mist underneath the mountain, and the whiteness of the cold is like a blizzard, as if as long as you touch this white light, your body will be frozen.

The yellow-haired old man showed a dark smile on his face and lowered his finger: "Bingpo Mountain, go!"

I saw the huge ice crystal peak about a kilometer high, just like that, it smashed directly at the golden roc, as fast as lightning!

Su Ruoxue's face was pale, and such a fast speed made people too late to react.

"not good!"

Shen Lang's scalp was numb, and he couldn't avoid or defend against Bing Po Mountain's blow.

At the end of the day, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and can only be a dead horse doctor.

He sprayed all the sky blue **** sand at the fastest speed, and a large number of blue sand **** rushed towards the bottom of Bingpo Mountain frantically.

"Nine Blood Spirits!"

Shen Lang transformed into a great ape like Qingshan, raising his arms madly, preparing to take the Bingpo Mountain directly.

"boom!"

The ice crystal mountain smashed down abruptly, and the giant ape's arms suddenly sank, and his face became extremely hideous.

Unparalleled power swept across the body, and the bones of the giant ape's whole body "cracked". It only lasted for a moment, and it was a little unable to hold it.

Fortunately, the form and supernatural power of Shen Lang Qingshan Giant Ape is amazing, otherwise it would be impossible for any cultivator of Nascent Soul Stage to stand a head-on blow from Bingpo Mountain. I'm afraid it will be crushed by Bingpo Mountain in an instant!

This is so, the power of Bingpo Mountain is too amazing, the giant ape instantly condenses a thick layer of frost all over his body, relying on the sacred sun to resist the cold.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was not smashed by the ice mountain as he imagined, the old face of the yellow-haired old man with a dark smile instantly solidified, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

Bingpo Mountain is a false prehistoric spirit treasure. Although he didn't fully urge it, he couldn't take the trash from the beginning of Yuan Ying directly.

The other two of the three elders in the east were also stunned. This tm is unscientific. Could it be that Shen Lang's transformation technique is part of the Qingshan Great Ape? Otherwise, how could it be possible to resist such a huge force!

The yellow-haired old man turned into anger from embarrassment, pinching his hands with both hands, with full consciousness, and controlling Bingpo Mountain.

The huge ice mountain is like a tarsal maggot, firmly attached to the palms of the golden-haired great ape, unable to break free!

"Bah Bah Bah!"

Although the sky blue **** sand resisted part of the cold, the arms of the giant ape were still frozen, and the flesh and blood lost consciousness.

Even with the Sacred Yang War Qi Protector, Shen Lang could not defend against the astonishing cold from this Bingpo Mountain.

"Roar!" The giant ape had a terrifying face and roared wildly. The golden flames of battle gas burned all over his body, resisting this huge force with great pain.

However, under the continuous urge of the yellow-haired old man, the gravity of Bingpo Mountain became stronger and stronger, and the great ape gradually became unable to support it.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, under the pressure of the terrifying force, the joint of the great ape's right arm has been dislocated.

"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue's face turned pale, her body trembling slightly.

"Second brother and third brother, now is a good time, go and kill that kid!" The yellow-haired old man shouted at the other two of the three elders in the east.