Godly Dragon Guard

In the ice and snow desert before, Shen Lang collected the brains and hearts of many powerful ancient beasts and put them into several cloth bags. This was just one of them.

This is a cloth bag sewn with special monster fur. The scent of the brain and heart of the ancient animal in the cloth bag will not overflow.

Now for Shen Lang, the blood food in this bag is his best life-saving weapon.

Shen Lang didn't plan to use it now, he had to bring those three old things over first.

Ten seconds after he landed, the three cultivators behind him had already caught up.

"Shen Lang child, pay your life!"

The real Heavenly Sword growled like a mad dog, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Hahaha, the place of treasure is right in front of you. Tianjian old dog, since you hate me so much, come chase me if you have a kind!"

Shen Lang let out a frantic laughter, pulled the cloth bag up into the sky, and flew away towards the woods on the right.

Just take advantage of this moment.

Granny Binghua and the ancestor of Wandu had their eyes bright and rushed toward the entrance of the ancient wood garden at the fastest speed!

Their purpose is the treasure in the ancient wood garden, and they have no interest in the grievances between Shen Lang and the real person of Heavenly Sword.

Seeing Shen Lang bypassing the ancient wood garden and fleeing in another direction, the real Heavenly Sword's face was extremely hideous. He struggled in his heart for a moment, and he gave up chasing Shen Lang, and the most important thing was to get the treasure first!

Madam Tianjian also immediately caught up with Granny Binghua and the ancestor of Wandu, and shouted: "Two fellow Taoists, the Golden Flame Peacock is still behind. I am not in a safe situation. So the old man suggested that the treasure of the three of us It’s better to divide them equally so that you don’t have a dispute on your side and end up empty-handed."

The ancestor of Wan Po grinned: "Among us, Brother Tianjian has the highest supernatural power. Since Brother Tianjian has said so, of course I have no opinion."

Granny Binghua's turbid old eyes flashed with a hint of light, and she responded in a low voice: "However, the Heavenly Sword Daoist is considerate, and the old body has no objection."

She said so, but she cursed the old fox in her heart.

Tianjian Lao Er is the one who is most likely to ascend among them. Naturally, he does not want his body to be injured and suffer a hidden illness because of his fighting method. For him, this is not worth the gain.

That's why the old guy proposed to divide the treasure equally.

The three of them were tacitly aware. At this point, the verbal agreement was only a false statement, and the three of them were extremely wary of each other.

Master Tianjian smiled lightly and said, "Since both of you have agreed, we should not be too late, so hurry in and get the treasure!"

The voice fell off.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three attacked at the same time, destroying the cascading branches of trees and plants at the entrance of the ancient tree garden.

A turquoise wood spirit rushed towards his face, and there really was a cave inside!

At first glance, the ancient wood garden is like a beautiful garden.

Colorful spiritual flowers bloom in the garden, the soil is loose and moist, the green grass is green, the giant trees stand, the branches are sparse, the green leaves are round, and every place is delicate and beautiful.

The three of them just looked at the entrance of the ancient wood garden, and stood there, shocked.

The ancestor Wanpo pointed to an ice blue spirit flower not far away and exclaimed: "I, fuck! Isn't that the ice blue flower that can enhance the potential of the monk's water spirit root in the legend? (Limited to 80 points) "

Granny Binghua stared at a white flower growing on the side of the green grass, and said in shock: "This white bud, isn't it a celestial flower? A celestial flower that is more than 100,000 years old has this color!"

Zhenren Tianjian opened his eyes round, staring at a purple-gold dragon-shaped mountain ginseng on the soil layer, and said in amazement: "I rely on it, this is the ground dragon ginseng, looking at this breath, it has eighty to ninety thousand years."

"Haha, there are still glazed fruits on the spirit tree!"

The three of them were so excited that they couldn't help but swear.

Although there were no chaotic spirit creatures at the entrance, I saw an astonishing number of heavenly materials and earth treasures, and some were even extinct spirit grasses in the human world.

"Hahaha, such a treasured place of geomantic omen, I have only seen it in my life, the old man went first!"

Master Tianjian swept away the previous depression, burst into laughter, and rushed into the ancient wood garden first.

Since there are so many rare spirit grass spirit flowers here, the real man of Heavenly Sword doesn't like the heavenly materials at the entrance, his heart is bigger, and his goal is chaotic spirit creatures!

Although Binghua's mother-in-law and Wanpo's ancestor were also very excited, they quickly collected the heaven, material and earth treasures that were seen at the entrance.

Just when the Heavenly Sword Master was about to go deep into the Ancient Wood Garden.

"hiss!!!"

Suddenly a low, hoarse roar came from the ancient wood garden, which was creepy.

A black shadow galloped like lightning, swaying the spikes on his body, carrying a black light, and smashing towards the real Heavenly Sword with lightning speed.

"what!"

The real person of Heaven Sword was shocked, and hurriedly threw out a broken brass ancient shield, playing a huge amount of spiritual power, and quickly propped up a yellow light shield like a strong sun.

A phantom of Huanglong loomed in the mask, with extraordinary momentum.

however.

"boom!"

There was a deafening roar, and the yellow light shield was instantly torn apart by the black light, and a huge hole was directly broken.

The real Heaven Sword spouted a big mouthful of blood, and flew out with the ancient shield that had been split in two, and smashed it heavily on the trunk of an ancient tree on one side.

"My Yellow Dragon Shield, this...it's impossible!" Tianjian Zhen's nose was bleeding, and he watched the shield fall on the grass and shattered into two shields, showing a frightened expression.

This Yellow Dragon Shield was his only purely defensive prehistoric spirit treasure. Although it was a damaged prehistoric spirit treasure, it was also astonishing.

The real Heavenly Sword could not have imagined that one day his Yellow Dragon Shield would be crushed.

Such a big movement immediately aroused the vigilance of both Granny Binghua and Wandu Patriarch.

However, the two glanced around the ancient wood garden and did not find the black shadow just now. After the black shadow knocked down the real Heavenly Sword, he disappeared.

Then, something terrible happened.

The real Heavenly Sword discovered that after he had just received a blow, he was stained with some black filth, and those black filth had condensed into black centipedes!

"hiss!"

Real Man Tianjian took a breath of fright and hurriedly activated his spiritual power on the surface of his skin, trying to knock the black centipede away.

However, his spiritual power attack had no effect on those black centipedes, and saw those centipedes biting the flesh and skin of the real Heavenly Sword, and got into his flesh and blood at an extremely fast speed.

"what!!!"

The Heavenly Sword Master screamed, and his body trembled sharply.

His skin was rapidly drying and aging, his hair began to fall wildly, and even his bones began to shrink.

However, within a few breaths, the real Heavenly Sword was as thin as firewood, and old and improper.

With a "plop", the real Heavenly Sword fell to the ground and died.

Seeing this weird scene, Granny Binghua and Old Ancestor Wanpo were so scared that they never dared to stay in the ancient wood garden anymore and fled toward the entrance like a mad dog.

...

At this time, Shen Lang returned to the entrance of Gumu Garden, guarding here, preparing to create "surprise" for the people inside.

Seeing Granny Binghua and the ancestor of Wandu were about to escape from the ancient wood garden, Shen Lang showed a playful sneer, and he threw the cloth bag in his hand at them lightly.