Godly Dragon Guard

"Leave? Haha! Look at your faces, it should be a monk from the Yunjian Continent! We border on the mainland to the east. Are you Yunjian people who come and leave if they want to come?" The infancy old man looked gloomy.

Shen Lang's face sank, and he said, "Zai Xia and Xia Dao Lu have no plans to cause trouble. Everyone is a cultivator of Yuan Ying period, so there is no need to fight to death, right?"

"Hahaha, yes! I and the three of you can let you two a horse, but the two of you must surrender and return to the east of the mainland, let me wait for the forbidden magic, and wait for it to go!" The red-haired old man was joking. Lulu, said negative hand.

"Forbidden magic? Hahaha, three old things, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!" Shen Lang smiled back, showing a brutal expression.

"A trivial Yunjian dare to be presumptuous on the mainland east of me, looking for death!"

"A deserter from the Yunjian Continent is also worthy to be wild here!"

"Be obedient and catch it, or you will die!"

The three black-robed monks flew into a rage and roared harshly.

Shen Lang's face was gloomy, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero.

In fact, it is not a last resort, Shen Lang does not want to cause trouble in Donglinren's territory, if he gets angry, he will be in trouble. But now there is no other choice. If you don't, these three old things will probably use force.

"In that case, don't blame Lao Tzu for being cruel!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang sacrificed his nine-handle Lei Ze splitting lightsaber, spurring the Nine Li sword array at the fastest speed, and the nine-handed magic weapon flying sword immediately turned into eighty-one sword lights.

At the same time, Su Ruoxue tacitly cooperated with Shen Lang to preemptively, offering the ancient treasure bursting gong, flashing light.

"Ten magic weapons to the east, bursting the gong!?"

The three black-robed elders saw the bursting gong in Su Ruoxue's hand, and couldn't help taking a breath of cold, their old faces pale.

After all, it is a well-known magic weapon in the east, the bursting gong is so famous that the three black-robed old men naturally recognize it.

"You... how could you have Le Fairy's bursting gong?" The old man Ying Hou Noi pointed at Su Ruoxue with wide eyes, his old face full of horror.

Su Ruoxue was speechless, her eyes froze, madly urging her spiritual power, and fiercely swung a heavy hammer against the gong.

"clang!"

The harsh sound waves hit the three black robe elders.

"No, let go of your mind to resist!"

The red-haired old man yelled violently, his eyes widened, and he seemed to know the overbearing place of Burst Gong.

The three black-robed elders released their spiritual consciousness with all their strength, trying to resist the impact of sound waves.

Although the bursting gong is tyrannical, but subject to Su Ruoxue's cultivation base, its power can only be played at a 50% level.

Moreover, the black robe old man and the other three are well aware of the characteristics of the bursting gong, and the combined force of the three people releases the defense of the gods, which is almost equivalent to the level of the cultivator of the middle Yuan Ying.

Su Ruoxue's blow didn't injure them, it just made their brains dizzy for a while, and blood surged.

At this moment, Shen Lang launched a fierce attack.

"Suffer!"

A sharp glow appeared in Shen Lang's eyes, and he spurred the Nine Li sword formation with all his strength. Eighty-one sword lights formed a lightning storm and swept towards the three black-robed elders.

As soon as the three of them recovered from their dizziness, they saw a terrifying golden lightning storm hit, and their scalp numb.

"Yellow sandbag, go!" The red-haired old man endured the dizziness of his head and threw a little yellow leather bag on his waist.

"Zijin Que, stop it for me!" The old man with a hook nose gritted his teeth and sacrificed a purple-gold jade ruyi.

"Flame knife, sick!" A fiery red bone knife flew out of the bald old man's cuff.

The yellow sandbag rose to a hundred meters in length against the storm, and a large amount of golden sand poured out from the mouth of the bag, protecting the three of them. The red-haired old man frantically urged the yellow sandbag, trying to resist the attack of the Jiuli sword formation.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly. The gravel in this yellow sandbag was somewhat similar to the gravel in the yellow sand array under the three old cloths on the east side, but the defense power was naturally incomparable with the yellow sand array.

As for that Zijin Que and Flame Knife are pure attacking magic weapons, their power is quite satisfactory.

The three magic weapons were sacrificed at the same time, and they hit the golden lightning storm.

"Boom!"

A loud and earth-shattering sound resounded across the mountain stream, and the violent explosion razed the surrounding areas of the ravine to the ground. Numerous mountains were turned into dust, forming a large number of potholes.

After one blow, the entire ravine was blasted and collapsed.

The three black-robed elders opened their mouths so much that they were extremely embarrassed.

The red-haired old man’s yellow sandbag pierced a big hole by sword light, and his aura was greatly diminished.

The old man with the eagle hook nose was even more miserable, and Zijin Que was directly blasted into two halves, completely destroyed.

After the bald old man's flame knife withstood the strangulation of the sword formation, it flew back to his hand. As a result, the blade suddenly cracked numerous gaps. As a result, it broke into **** with a "click"!

"Puff!" The bald old man spouted a big mouthful of blood, and screamed: "My destiny magic weapon Flame Knife!"

After withstanding the full blow of the Jiuli Sword Array, the three black-robed elders were all injured to varying degrees, and the magic weapon was basically destroyed.

But Shen Lang was unscathed, all the sword light shrank back to him, spinning at high speed.

The three old men in black robes were as pale as they were struck by lightning.

"What kind of sword formation is this! How can it be so powerful?" The red-haired old man widened his eyes, revealing an unbelievable look.

"You...who are you?" The old man Ying Hou Noi looked at Shen Lang in horror.

Shen Lang grinned and sneered, and said: "These problems, the three Taoists will worry about them, and go to death!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang once again urged the Jiuli sword formation, strangling towards the three black-robed elders.

"This person is not an ordinary monk, so he can't fight against him, run away!"

Deeply feeling the terrifying power of the Nine Li sword formations, the red-haired old man no longer had a trace of temper, and directly shouted at the other two old men.

The eagle-nose old man and the bald old man were also in fear, and turned their heads and ran away.

"Want to run? Leave it to this girl!"

Su Ruoxue smiled gloomily, and immediately displayed the enchanting blood.

A large swath of blood shot towards the three black-robed elders who were about to flee, speeding as fast as lightning.

"what!!!"

The three black-robed elders didn't have time to react, they were hit by the blood and light, and they screamed like ghosts and wolves.

Su Ruoxue urges blood to fascinate light, and the monks in the Yuan Ying early stage have no resistance at all, and the effect is not a little bit stronger than the bursting gong.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang seized the time and tried his best to mobilize the Nine Li sword formations, the sword light formed a large lightning storm, and instantly swallowed the three of them.

"Boom boom boom!"

In just half a breath, the bodies of the three black-robed elders were strangled into dregs by a large amount of sword light, and a large blood mist floated in the air.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue didn't waste much effort and shot the bodies of three old men in black robes.

The trio of Yuan Ying was extremely furious, and was about to escape. Su Ruoxue is another blood charm divine light, but because of the limited coverage of the blood charm divine light, she only hit two Yuan Ying.

Shen Lang urged the sword formation to strangle two Yuan Ying.

The remaining Na Ying of the red-haired old man was like a bird with a frightened bow, fleeing far away like a mad dog, fleeing extremely fast, and instantly disappeared into the sky.

"Well, there is a fish that slipped through the net!" Shen Lang's expression changed.