Godly Dragon Guard

Inside the Guangtian Temple.

Bloody Shen Lang hurriedly took out a fairy stone from the storage ring and added chaos spiritual power to his body.

He originally wanted to control the Guangtian Temple to get rid of the group of Panshizhai monks, but was shocked to find that he could not drive the Guangtian Temple to fly!

After trying many times, there was no response from the Guangtian Palace.

Shen Lang had to give up, expecting that the space power of this immortal realm was far from the ancient spiritual realm, and his own strength could not urge Guangtian Palace to fly in the realm of the realm.

The conversation between Zhang Feng and the monks in Panshizhai came to his ears, but Shen Lang felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, the owner of the Panshi Village is not a fool and knows the news of the blockade.

At least this Panshizhai is not that threatening to Shen Lang. If he were to be replaced by other great forces, as the master of Guangtian Palace, he would definitely have no life.

Shen Lang sighed deeply, now he can only act by chance, first recover his injury, and then see if there is a chance to break the siege.

In the Guangtian Palace, Shen Lang was in a safe situation. With the double recovery of the Sanhua Juding and the Liuli Heart Light Flame, Shen Lang's physical injury quickly recovered.

In the previous battle, Shen Lang exhausted his chaotic spiritual power, and now he absorbs the chaotic spiritual power from another fairy stone to save his strength.

In other words, apart from Guangtian Palace, the only immortal artifacts Shen Lang brought up from the ancient spirit world were the Chixiao Shield and the White Shadow Sword.

At the beginning, he had also received Chi Yang's natal magic weapon, the Scarlet Shadow Divine Whip, but the Scarlet Shadow Divine Whip was contaminated with Chi Yang's essence and blood, and there was no way for monks outside of Chi Yang to use it.

Shen Lang really didn't have any killers now. The Purple Flame Snake Tooth Fire Pointed Spear Spirit at the heart vein was clearly dormant, and he didn't know when he would wake up again.

This feeling of resignation made him very unhappy.

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Panshi Village is located on a mountain top on the western edge of Qianqiu Peak.

This Panshi Village is also quite particular. The various buildings in the Village are extremely delicate and conspicuous, like a pile of purple-golden jade, with gorgeous shapes that stretch for hundreds of miles, just like a royal palace.

Compared with martial forces, the scale of Panshizhai is not too big, there are 35,000 monks in the village.

In today's True Immortal Realm, because the Lingshan Spirit Mine that can produce Chaos Aura is occupied by the martial arts and forces, casual cultivation is like picking up tatters, and it is extremely difficult to mix, basically only desperate cultivators will choose to be casual cultivators.

Panshizhai looked shabby, but it was the largest casual repair alliance in the Qianqiu Peak area.

Zhang Feng rules the entire Panshi Village and has absolute power, and even many half immortals are enslaved by him.

In the Panshizhai Conference Hall, Zhang Feng sat on his big tiger-skin chair, and all the half immortals in the village waited respectfully below, waiting for Zhang Feng to give orders.

"From today, Panshizhai prohibits all disciples in the village from traveling! Everyone will stay in the village honestly for me, and I am not allowed to go anywhere." Zhang Feng solemnly ordered.

"Yes!"

The cultivators below all responded.

"Huang Hao, this village owner trusts you the most, so he entrusted you with the important task of inquiring about Fubing news. You first contact some elite disciples of Qianqiu Peak Seven Immortals through your network, and ask if they have any The way to get the talisman. If there is a channel to get this thing, Panshizhai is willing to pay all the price!"

Zhang Feng glanced at the yellow robe monk in the mid-half immortal mid-term below his eyes, his face solemn.

"Yes, the village owner!"

Huang Hao clasped his fists to lead his orders.

"By the way, Huang Hao, it will take a year and a half for Panshizhai to close the mountain this time. You go out this time, and when you come back, bring a group of dancers and women over to relieve the boredom of the brothers in the village."

Zhang Feng said buzzingly.

"Yes, Brother Huang, what are the dancers you brought last time? Can't you find a few beautiful women in Qianqiu City?"

"That's right, Brother Huang, you want a snack this time."

"Brother Huang, there is too much yang in the stockade, so bring some more women here this time."

The group of half-immortal monks in Panshizhai are all hungry ghosts.

Once bored in the stockade, apart from drinking, only women can relieve their boredom.

The largest city in the Qianqiu Peak area is Qianqiu City. Because of the infamous Panshi Village, the monks in the village are prohibited from entering and leaving Qianqiu City, otherwise they will be driven out by the guards of Qianqiu City.

Only Huang Hao is the only one in Panshizhai who can enter and leave Qianqiu City.

Not to mention Qianqiu City, even if you go to other small cities, you will be driven away by the guards.

The monks in Panshizhai are almost everyone shouting and beating, and they can't go to large and small cities. They can only play wild and rob the monks who travel in the wild, so the monks in the village will panic.

"Okay, okay, don't be noisy! Women's matters are small, but business matters are big. If the village owner can make this space immortal treasure recognize the master, I will not forget all my brothers and ensure that you can all fly." Zhang Feng shouted. Tao.

The voices of the cultivators below became quieter. Zhai asserted that although Feng had a bad habit of pretending to be forced, it was still good to the members of the village.

Hearing what Zhang Feng said, the cultivators were also quite excited.

"Before the Fubing gets his hands, I have to trouble all my brothers to stay here day and night to guard this fairy treasure."

Zhang Feng took out the Mini Guangtian Palace, placed it in his palm, and frowned.

The monks repeatedly said yes.

"The village master, before Brother Huang inquires about Fubing's news, we might as well use some means to see if we can force the kid who is hiding in the fairy treasure out!"

A red robe semi-immortal cultivator stood up and said with a fist toward Zhang Feng.

"What can you do?" Zhang Feng glanced at the red-robed monk and asked indifferently.

"The subordinates here happen to have an immortal tool named'Sky Fire Pill Furnace', which can create sky fire. The village owner can throw this space magic weapon into my pill furnace. Once the temperature inside the space magic weapon is too high, he might be able to kill that kid Force it out."

The red robe half immortal sacrificed a red golden treasure tripod, and injected chaos spiritual power into the treasure tripod.

"boom!"

I saw a large dark red sky fire from the Baoding.

"Just give it a try."

Zhang Feng threw the mini-guangtian palace in his hand into the sky fire pill furnace.

Seeing the endless sky fire in the furnace, all the monks couldn't help but jump in their hearts.

"The village master, just use the sky fire to bake, will the baby be broken?" A half-immortal monk couldn't help asking.

"Idiot, what kind of treasure is Xianbao that will be roasted by the sky fire? I like this treasure more than anyone else, and I don't need you to teach it." Zhang Feng said coldly.

"Yes!" The half immortal fell silent immediately.

"Huang Hao, you go down to work first. The other half-immortal brothers will stay here with the village owner, guarding the pill furnace." Zhang Feng ordered.

"Subordinates take orders."

Huang Hao bowed and clasped his fists, got up and left the conference hall.

Because Shen Lang's strength was too strong, Zhang Feng and a group of half immortals dared not leave the Chamber of Debate at all, staring at the pill furnace.

However, the stare lasted for more than two months, and the burning of the sky fire seemed to have no effect on the mini Guangtian Palace.

Zhang Feng and other cultivators gradually became annoyed, anxiously awaiting news from Huang Hao.