Godly Dragon Guard

The demon cultivators of the Tongtian Rat Clan looked stunned.

"What baby is that? It has such a terrifying ability!"

The Tongtian Rats stared at the golden pagoda in Shen Lang's hands, their eyes straightened.

Just now, Shen Lang hit a dozen **** maggots with a single blow. The patriarch mistakenly thought it was the magical ability of the Saint Worm Tower in Shen Lang's hands. How could ordinary monks in the combined phase possess such terrifying strength.

Such a decayed treasure is probably the legendary Tianlingbao!

Although the fierce worms of Fujibayashi Swamp are not wise, they also have the instinct to recognize danger. The golden light emanating from the Sacred Worm Tower made them feel threatened instinctively. For a while, no evil insects dared to emerge from the vine forest swamp, and the tide of insects stopped abruptly.

Shen Lang floated in front of the Tongtian Rat Clan army, and Liu Yunmeng followed closely behind.

"Dare to ask where is the cultivator fellow Daoist? Why do you help me with the Sky Rat Clan?"

The patriarch of the Tongtian Mouse clan stared at Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng with vigilant eyes, and found that they were only monks in the fit period, and he was secretly relieved.

"My son has his own purpose in taking these fierce insects away, but it's not to help you. Since all the monks of the Conjugation Stage of the Sky Rat Clan gathered here, this son just came to find his former enemies."

Shen Lang sneered, glanced at the dozen or so elders of the Tongtian Mouse Clan, and finally fixed his gaze on a long-haired cultivator who was wearing a golden robe, brows and mouse eyes.

"It's... it's you!"

The elder in the early stage of the thief-faced golden robe fit was shocked. No wonder he felt familiar just now. Now that Shen Lang recognized it, he remembered it.

The human youth in front of him is not the same kid who held the Tianlingbao back then!

The elder Jinpao once coveted Shen Lang's Sacred Worm Tower, and specially rode a dragon eagle to chase Shen Lang. As a result, at the very moment, Shen Lang was rescued by the evil monarch.

"Impossible, how long has it passed since you actually broke through the late stage of the fit?"

Elder Jinpao pointed at Shen Lang, and shouted out loud, unable to believe the facts before him.

In less than a hundred years, this kid has cultivated from the early stage of Void cultivation to the late stage of the fit...Is it not so fast to ride on a rocket? Elder Jinpao was frightened.

At the beginning, the elder Jinpao did not tell the patriarch and high level of the Tongtian Mouse tribe about the matter of chasing and killing Shen Lang in order to avoid letting the middle and high level of the clan think that he was in trouble with the Mahayana monks.

"Yes, I am the human monk you wanted to kill at the beginning. My son should have sought revenge from you and killed you, but since my son is in a good mood, I am too lazy to take your life. You knelt down and apologized to me. , Kowtow, this matter is over."

Shen Lang said blankly.

At the beginning, the golden robe elder of the Tongtian Mouse tribe wanted to kill himself and take away the Sacred Worm Tower, and his behavior was extremely bad. Shen Lang just made him kowtow to apologize, which was already regarded as a very light revenge.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Lang's words came out, it instantly aroused the anger of the elders of the conjugation stage of the Zhongtong Sky Rat Race.

"What a rant!"

"Why should I let the elder of the Tongtian Mouse Clan kneel?"

"My Tongtian Rat Clan is the 190th big clan in the ancient spirit world. Are we really bullies?"

Several elders of the Conjugation Stage of the Tongtian Rat Clan were extremely angry and yelled at Shen Lang.

There was also a commotion in the army of Tongtian Rat Clan monks in the rear.

"Shut me all!"

The patriarch shouted loudly, and the group of elders of the fit period fell silent.

"This fellow Daoist, calm down, it may be a misunderstanding. If the clan member did something wrong, the patriarch can apologize on his behalf."

The patriarch hurriedly said to Shen Lang, thinking that this person possesses such a powerful magic weapon, it is better not to provoke him before he knows his details.

Shen Lang disregarded this set and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I want the elder of your clan to kowtow to my son, what's the point of apologizing for you?"

"you!"

The patriarch's complexion became stiff, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and felt that Shen Lang was a bit too defiant.

The elder Jinpao's face is as earthy, the kid he dismissed in the past has now been transformed into a master in the later stage of the fit.

No matter how unwilling he was, he still had to subdue it. Elder Jinpao knew that Shen Lang had a Mahayana master behind him.

In full view, the elder Jinpao fell to his knees with a "plop", gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Sorry!"

"It's not just an apology. I want you to kneel down and kowtow to me. Go ahead." Shen Lang sneered when he saw that he was unwilling.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much!"

A green-robed elder of the Tongtian Mouse tribe at the beginning of the fit couldn't listen anymore, pointing at Shen Lang and yelling.

"roll!"

Shen Lang opened his mouth and spouted a flame vortex formed by the black flames of the world, and hit the clamoring green-robed elder with lightning speed.

"what!!!"

Elder Green Robe's body was quickly scorched by the black flames of Destroying World, and there was a violent howl in his mouth. Without holding it for half a second, the flesh and blood turned into fly ash, and there was no residue left!

"hiss!"

The sudden attack frightened the high-level members of the Zhongtong Sky Mouse Clan to breathe a cold breath, and all of them looked shocked. No monk dared to speak up against Shen Lang.

"A group of rats, don’t you understand? This son wants to kill you as simple as squeezing an ant! There is an old grievance between me and you, and today is here to relieve the old grudge, you better not Provoke me, otherwise don't blame me for being frantic!" Shen Langyin sneered.

The patriarch's forehead was sweating coldly, and the trace of anger that rushed out just now disappeared without a trace.

Such an understatement of killing the cultivator in the early stage of the fit, the strength of this person is afraid that it has reached an incredible level! With the terrifying black flame just now, the patriarch felt that he was definitely not his opponent.

The old man in the golden robe was so frightened that he fell on his knees and knocked his head again and again, begging for mercy: "Here...I have eyes and no beads, I provoke a fellow daoist at the beginning, and now I kowtow and apologize for his guilt, begging fellow daoist for my life!"

The old man in Jinpao begged for mercy while kowtow to Shen Lang.

"So much easier?"

Shen Lang snorted coldly. He glanced at the armies of these Tongtian Mouse tribes, and then said to the patriarch: "In addition to this matter, this son has another request. Your Tongtian Mouse tribe has occupied many Bens in the Great Wasteland. It should belong to the Lianhua Clan's territory, and my son is limited to you within ten days before your clan leaves the Great Wasteland, otherwise you will be at your own risk."

The patriarch became furious: "Your request is a bit too much! Our Tongtian Rat Clan is also a well-known race in the ancient spirit world, but you can't command it with a word. Besides, what is the Lianhua Clan? If I don’t succeed, the Sky Rat Clan will give up the clan land to a race that has long been extinct?"

"Yes. I've already given you enough face. If you make such a rude request, don't blame our Tongtian Mouse Clan for being kind!" The Tongtian Mouse Clan elder in a gray robe also gritted his teeth.

"Really? That son of the book counts three times. If you still don't agree to this after the three times, I will kill all the Demon Cultivators of the Tongtian Rat Race in the Conjugation Phase and Void Refining Phase!"

Shen Lang was expressionless, and said indifferently: "One, two..."