Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang felt very uncomfortable. He was also a great monk in the late Yuan Ying stage, and the other party didn't give himself any face.

He was not angry. After all, he interrupted the other party’s wedding banquet. Shen Lang solemnly said: "Friend Zhou, Shen does not know that Zhou’s family is hosting a wedding banquet. I have already apologized to you just now. Shen just wanted to borrow from the nobleman. When the teleportation formation leaves, fellow Daoist will not even give up this little face, right?"

"Joke, is there such an apology? Your Excellency really thought that my Zhou family's teleportation array would be borrowed?" Zhou Longyin smiled coldly.

What if this kid is a great monk in the late Yuan Ying? He Zhou Long was also in the late Yuan Ying, and he had been in the realm of the late Yuan Ying for a hundred years.

At today's wedding banquet, so many infancy peers in the main hall watched, if his Zhou family ancestor was weak towards a foreign cultivator in the late Nascent stage, wouldn't it be a bad laugh?

Zhou Long consciously suffered a loss, so he was tough on Shen Lang and didn't give a good face.

There was no sound in the hall, and the monks who came to observe the ceremony did not expect that the wedding banquet would be well held, and suddenly broke into a strange monk from the late Yuan Ying stage.

The great monks in Yuanying's late stage didn't dare to provoke them, so they could only keep silent and just sit and watch the developments.

"Then how can you borrow?" Shen Lang became a little impatient.

This guy was unreasonable, but forced himself up, and Shen Lang was also very upset.

Zhou Long snorted coldly: "Your Excellency disturbed my wedding banquet today. Zhou can leave my Zhou family without pursuing it. You can leave my Zhou family immediately within ten breaths! The Japanese ancestor is in a good mood, maybe he will agree to it."

Shen Lang's expression sank, and if he said that he was unreasonable and unforgiving just now, it would be a naked mockery now.

This made Shen Lang's heart suddenly fire, and he was about to break out. Behind him, Murong Mingyue chuckled: "Friend Zhou, the teleportation array is nothing more than a simple effort, so why bother to resist people thousands of miles away? Today is your wedding banquet, causing trouble. That's not good."

"Something? Hahaha, there has never been a monk who dared to make trouble in my Zhou's house! Even the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage have to weigh their own strength!"

Zhou Long laughed and looked at Shen Lang with contempt.

Shen Lang's face was dark like the bottom of a pot. He wanted to talk about it, but now he can't talk.

"I just said, Teleportation Array, do you borrow or not?" Shen Lang's expression was extremely gloomy, staring at Zhou Long coldly, revealing a trace of murderous intent.

Zhou Long's heart stunned. After all, he was also a great monk in the late Yuan Ying, and he had a strong sense of breath. He could clearly feel that the evil spirit on Shen Lang's body was extremely heavy, and this person must also be a cruel character.

Generally, monks who have slaughtered a large number of slaughters will condense a heavy evil spirit.

This is Zhou's family. Even if Zhou Long has any concerns, how can he allow an outsider to be presumptuous in Zhou's family! What's more, there are so many infancy monks in the main hall, and they are afraid that they will not be able to subdue this kid?

Zhou Long grew courageously. He glanced at Murong Mingyue and Xiao Ling'er beside Shen Lang, his muddy old eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Even though he has countless imperial daughters in his life, this is the first time I have seen beautiful women like Murong Mingyue and Xiao Ling'er, especially Murong Mingyue, this girl is not only beautiful and elegant, but she is actually a cultivation base of the Yuan Ying period.

This made Zhou Long's heart itchy and he started to pay attention.

"If you want to use the teleportation array, you can first leave the two beautiful ladies next to you! It just happens to be a good day today, and let the old man take them together as concubines, wouldn't it be right?" Zhou Long laughed and smiled. Somewhat wretched.

As soon as these words came out, Murong Mingyue's pretty face turned cold. She just interrupted Shen Lang's words just to prevent the situation from further intensifying and warn Zhou Long to continue to provoke Shen Lang.

Unexpectedly, not only did this old thing not listen, but on the other hand, his words were so rude and insignificant. Murong Mingyue’s beautiful eyes flashed with disgust, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly upwards to outline a cold arc: "The Daoist thinks pretty beautiful, but I wonder if you are destined to enjoy it?"

"You...you dream!" Xiao Ling'er flushed, and shouted angrily and annoyed.

Shen Lang's face was even more angry, and he couldn't bear it anymore when he was ridiculed by the other party.

If he didn't beat the old thing fiercely, he couldn't swallow this breath!

"Old stuff, you are looking for death!"

Shen Lang shouted violently, and opened his mouth to spout a storm of golden blades.

"boom!"

The violent golden tornado struck Zhou Long with lightning speed, and a large number of fine golden wind blades flew and rotated in the tuyere.

Zhou Long, who had a wretched smile just now, instantly solidified his smile. Shen Lang's attack was too fast, and its power was terrifying, which made Zhou Long's heart shocked.

Before he could think too much, Zhou Long hurriedly struck out a bronze round bowl and threw it into the air, using a lot of spiritual power.

"Buzzing!"

As soon as the golden light of the round bowl rose, it swelled instantly, forming an extremely hard Buddha light wall.

"boom!"

The golden blade storm hit the Buddha's light wall, erupting with earth-shaking noise.

The Foguang Wall was hit by the storm of golden blades, and a gap was split in an instant. However, the round bowl sent by Zhou Long was a purely defensive pseudo-precious spirit treasure, barely able to withstand the impact of a wave of golden blade storms.

Zhou Long's old face changed color, showing an unbelievable expression. He had seen Shen Lang's face unfamiliar before, and thought that this kid was a newly promoted great monk from Hanyue Continent, and his strength should be ordinary.

But never expected that the other party could have such a terrifying power with a seemingly random instant attack.

The golden blade storm continued to hit the Buddha light wall, causing a big explosion.

"Boom!"

The brilliance was dazzling, a violent explosion swept the entire hall, and torn golden wind blades flew around.

The walls cracked, the ground collapsed, and spar debris was flying.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire Zhou Family Hall had collapsed.

Shen Lang and Zhou Long rose into the sky.

The monks who were observing the ceremony in the Zhou Family Hall, only the majority of Yuan Ying-age monks escaped due to the deaths and injuries.

Murong Mingyue also protected Xiao Ling'er and rushed out of the ruins.

Seeing that the Zhou Family Hall was turned into ruins in an instant, the Zhou family members numbed their scalp with fright. A monk who came to observe the ceremony also flew away, lamenting bad luck.

A good wedding banquet has now become a fight between the monks in the late Yuan Ying period.

The five concubines Zhou Long just wanted to marry...Because they only cultivated during the pill formation period, they all died in the explosion just now.

"Ah!!! Boy, my ancestor will break your body into pieces!"

Seeing the tragic death of his five beloved concubines, Zhou Long jumped into thunder and anger.

"The Shura needle!"

With a violent shout, Zhou Long quickly sacrificed his life magic weapon. Six long green needles floated in front of him. Each long needle came about half a meter to the factory, and the needle tip was surging with aquamarine flame.

"Ok?"

Shen Lang frowned and showed interest. In the world of cultivation, needle-shaped magic weapons are extremely rare. This old thing can refine six pointed needles into natal magic weapons, which must be extraordinary.