Godly Dragon Guard

There were no primordial infant monks in the eastern army, and there was no difference between the scene and the massacre, and the battle soon ended.

Gu Tianning had long instructed the disciples in the door to hold a large-scale celebration banquet, and warmly invited Shen Langhua Ziling, Fenglei Demon King and others, as well as a group of monks in the Yuan Ying period from Beilu to celebrate their merits in the Bipolar Palace.

Originally, the gathering of human monks, Wind Thunder Demon King had no interest. But the old demon Feng Yue was kindly invited, wanting to show his gratitude, and because of Shen Lang's face, Feng Lei Demon King also participated in the celebration banquet.

Of course, Shen Lang took part in the battle politely. In fact, he didn't take the initiative to participate in the battle. He was mainly looking for Old Demon Fengyue to ask about the ghost wood, but he joined the battle by mistake.

But that's okay, Donglin's Nascent Soul cultivator was basically dead, Shen Lang had no worries about the future, and Donglin people would absolutely not dare to seek revenge from him.

Wang Wenshan and Old Monster Zhuang are dead, and now there is only one great monk from the late Yuan Ying stage.

A polished commander can at best only protect the east of the mainland, and wanting to plunder the territory of Yunjian mainland is tantamount to a dream!

Because the Northern Army and the eastern army were fighting far away, the Bipolar Palace was not affected by the war.

In the main hall of the Bipolar Palace, all the primordial infant monks gathered together and sat on a long table.

The pretty maid served the superb spirit wine Lingguo and the fragrant dishes, which made people appetite.

The banquet was very grand, and Shen Lang was not restrained, eating and drinking with everyone.

Generally, the middle and high-level monks seldom eat anything, and only need to breathe to maintain their physical strength, but the occasional lively celebrations will also have a taste.

The victory this time means that the war between the Hokuriku Monk Alliance and the Eastern Army, which has been anxious for several years, is finally over. The Yunjian North and South will be completely separated from the control of the Donglin people in the near future! So everyone will be so happy.

"Brother Shen Lang hasn't introduced us yet, who are these two fellow Taoists?" Old Demon Feng Yue laughed and cast a respectful look at Feng Lei Demon King and Hua Zi Ling.

"This is my best friend, and the lord of Thunder Sea, Feng Lei Demon King, Tier 9 Demon Cultivator." Shen Lang pointed to Feng Lei Demon King and introduced.

Feng Lei Demon King was sitting on the right side of Shen Lang, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a pair of roasted pig's trotter of red-blooded wild boar in his right hand. He feasted, eating the roasted pig's trotter while drinking wine, so happy.

Although the faces of the cultivators of the Yuanying Stage in the main hall were not revealed, they were secretly surprised that Shen Lang was called brother to the ninth-order monster, which was really different.

Generally speaking, human monks and monsters are naturally at odds, and very few can become friends. Shen Lang broke this routine.

However, some of the cultivators present here still have big prejudices against demons, but due to Shen Lang's affection, they have to maintain a respectful attitude.

Gu Tianning was the first to break the silence and laughed: "It is said that there is a thunder Jiao in the Thunder Sea in the northern cool land. It must be your lord. He has been disrespected after hearing the name of Feng Lei Taoist."

Old Demon Fengyue also clasped his fist towards the Fenglei Demon King and said, "Thank you, Daoist Fenglei, for your help on the battlefield just now! I am very helpful! Old Demon Fengyue, on behalf of Yunjian Continent, thanked fellow Daoists."

Feng Lei Demon King laughed and said: "You don't have to thank me. If you want to, thank me, Brother Shen Lang. I didn't want to help you human monks, but Brother Shen's business is mine, so I intervened. Haha, Talking about the dishes made by your human monks, the taste is really good!"

While smiling, he continued to eat and drink. The maid on the side frequently served him spirit wine and dishes.

Feng Lei Demon King's attitude was very obvious. He didn't want to get close to the human monk, so Feng Yue Old Demon had to accompany the smiling face and asked Hua Zi Ling.

Shen Lang pointed to Hua Ziling and continued to introduce: "This is also my friend of life and death."

Hua Ziling was sitting on the seat on the left side of Shen Lang. Seeing everyone's eyes turned to her, she stood up coldly, clasped her fists and said, "Little girl, Hua Ziling, I have seen fellow Taoists."

"The fairy is polite."

Feng Yue Lao Mo, Gu Tianning and the others were very polite and also said some words of thanks.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for more than ten years. Brother Shen Lang is so different now. It really makes me ashamed to wait for such old bones."

Old Demon Feng Yue sighed, his eyes condensed, and then he said with a serious face: "Now that the war is over, as long as the Shen Lang brothers are willing to stay in the Yunjian Continent, you must be the lord of the Yunjian Nanlu League!"

"Wow!"

The words that Old Demon Feng Yue highlighted caused the whole hall to explode, and all the cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage were shocked.

Let Shen Lang be the leader of Yunjian Nanlu?

Shen Lang was also stunned, and said in surprise: "Father Fengyue, are you joking?"

"Ha, now the eastern army has completely decayed, and it is only a matter of time before the Northern Continental Alliance Army regained Yunjian Nanlu. With the strength and cultivation of the Shen Lang brothers, sitting in this position is worthy of its name, and fellow colleagues have no meaning. Right?" Old Demon Feng Yue glanced at the hall, his eyes sharp.

"This……"

The Zhongyuan Yingqi monk was shocked by the news, but no one dared to express dissatisfaction.

It's just that certain cultivators with self-reliance and seniority felt a little jealous and uncomfortable seeing Shen Lang being able to sit as the leader at such a young age. But Shen Lang's strength is there, how dare they disagree.

Gu Tianning was the first example to say: "Yes, if Brother Shen is the leader of this Nanlu, then Donglin people will be frightened by the wind and dare to step into the territory of Yunjian Continent again. Moreover, the position of this leader is to sit with strength. Come on. Everyone can see the strength of Brother Shen. The great monks in the late Yuan Ying period may not be his opponents. It is a matter of course to sit in this position."

Gu Tianning raised his head, and all the Nascent and Infant cultivators in the hall expressed their opinions and agreed with this proposal.

But Shen Lang stood up, waved his hand and refused: "Sorry everyone, Shen is nominally the elder of the Beilu Tianquan Sect, and Shen will travel to other continents in the future, so I can't be the leader of this leader. You choose another master. Right."

Seeing Shen Lang's refusal so categorically, all Yuan Yingqi in the hall showed a dumbfounded expression, that was the position of the leader.

Hua Ziling raised her eyebrows, she had guessed that Shen Lang would say so.

Old Demon Feng Yue was anxious, and hurriedly said to Shen Lang, "Brother Shen Lang, your identity as the elder of the Tianquan Sect can be retained. This does not conflict with your being the leader of the Southern Continental League. You may not yet know that the position of the leader means What, as the leader of the league, you can enjoy all the cultivation resources of half of the continent, so why not worry about your cultivation base?"

"No, improper is improper. Shen does have a lot of things in his body, and he may have to travel to foreign continents, and he has no time to be the leader of this alliance. Do not mention this matter, Fengyue Daoist." Shen Lang shook his head.