Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er eyebrows, Lu Peng felt a little unhappy. He was a very possessive person, and he had long thought of his junior sister as his own woman.

"Boy, don't be overwhelmed! Our ancient cultivator, it is not your turn for a humble casual practitioner to give pointers."

Lu Peng snorted coldly. He saw that Shen Lang was already quite unpleasant.

"Although I'm a casual cultivator, you don't have to be that great. Except for the girl just now, are you guys like you who can only bark?"

Shen Lang ridiculed a few words with a smile, and also looked very uncomfortable with Lu Peng.

"Boy, do you dare to insult our ancient art door?" Lu Peng's expression suddenly darkened.

"Lu Peng, stop arguing!"

The old man in Jinpao frowned and said coldly.

"Yes, Elder He."

Lu Peng's heart was embarrassed, so he had to bow and retreat.

The golden robe elder was named He Jian, and he was the elder of the Deacon Hall of Guqimen.

"Farewell!"

Shen Lang was too lazy to argue with Lu Peng's stupid fork, turned around and flew away, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Seeing Shen Lang's departure, Lu Peng still muttered in discomfort with contempt: "Huh, Xiao Sanxiu dared to be so arrogant. I really haven't seen the world."

Xia Shan'er frowned slightly, and persuaded: "Brother, you can just say a few words. That fellow Taoist, but saved Shan'er's life."

Lu Peng put on a well-informed look and persuaded: "Sister sister, brother is also here. These casual cultivators are all cunning and deceitful, and there are not many good things. Just now, the kid might have been ill-intentioned with you, but it just happened. When we came, he didn't dare to make any trouble."

Without waiting for Xia Shan'er to reply, He Jian interrupted in a deep voice, "Lu Peng, don't talk nonsense. The young man who is suitable for talents must be born in a famous school, otherwise he would never have that kind of strength. I don't know how much he inherited. An expert, he can train such an amazing junior..."

He knew exactly the scene of the battle in the Shicai Panshizhai Mountain Guardian formation.

He Jian sighed in his heart. Although the opponent only had the initial cultivation base of the half immortal, his strength was not inferior to Xia Shan'er, and even slightly better.

This young monk seemed to be the ninth "blood spirit immortal body" among the top ten immortal bodies, but the other party simply swallowed the blood of nine true spirits and did not discover the abilities of the immortal body.

He Jian guessed that the other party might be a disciple of a famous family in Meishan, and this time he came to experience.

"Elder He, you can't make a mistake, are you? Why doesn't the disciple think how amazing that kid is."

Lu Peng twisted his eyebrows, really unbelievable.

"No matter, this matter is not important. Lu Peng, I would like to remind you that in the future, you will not provoke trouble, otherwise one day there will be catastrophe!"

He Jian knew Lu Peng's arrogant and arrogant character, so he strongly admonished him.

"Disciple got it."

Lu Peng responded with dissatisfaction.

He Jian said unhurriedly: "You and others are all talented young disciples of the Ancient Artifacts Gate. The gate party has high hopes for you. After you go back, you will definitely practice diligently to prepare for the hunting trial twenty years later. Be prepared."

"Yes!"

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Shen Lang flew for three days and three nights, until he reached the western end of Qianqiu Peak, and then stopped.

At the western end of Qianqiu Peak is an endless desert. The sand and gravel are dark red and extremely hot. It is almost a Jedi, and no creatures can survive here.

This place is called "Longyan Desert" and it is the junction area between Qianqiu Peak and Chiyun Peak.

The environment in the Longyan Desert is indeed harsh, but it hasn't affected Shen Lang, who has cultivated into a fairy body.

The temperature here is extremely high, and the space is still slightly chaotic. Thanks to this, once the monk enters the desert, the distance of divine sense detection will be significantly shortened.

Hidden in this desert, it is not easy to be found by monks.

Shen Lang immediately decided to find a hidden place in the Longyan Desert and practice for a while.

Just now when he wiped out the group of half immortals in Panshi Village, Shen Lang caught a lot of trophies and collected a lot of immortal spirit stones, enough to cultivate himself for a long time.

After making up his mind, Shen Lang spent several days searching for a retreat in the desert, and selected it in a broken rock in the western part of the desert.

From the outside, this broken rock is like an abyss, but inside it is like a natural cave, very suitable as a retreat.

Shen Lang flew into the Broken Rock, displayed Nine Infant Breath to cover up all the breath, and placed a layer of concealment outside the entrance.

He wasn't sure whether the hidden magical powers he had deployed could completely block the monks' prying eyes, but he expected that no monks would search such places where birds do not **** for no reason. Most of them are still safe.

After simply decorating his new Dongfu, Shen Lang sacrificed himself to Guangtian Palace.

The mini Guangtian Palace appeared in Shen Lang's palm, releasing a brilliant light.

Shen Lang was able to freely control the size and breath of Guangtian Temple behind him, but due to his lack of cultivation, he could not urge this treasure to exert its abilities.

However, the time flow of the Guangtian Temple is ten times slower than the outside world, which is already a heaven-defying ability!

The real immortal world is much more difficult to mix than imagined, and Shen Lang also wanted to race against time during his cultivation.

After taking some protective measures in the Dongfu, Shen Lang entered the Guangtian Palace.

The Guangtian Palace is extremely wide, the air is clean and fresh, and the external high temperature is isolated, and the previous discomfort is completely eliminated.

Shen Lang's heart gradually calmed down. He took out a lot of colorful storage rings from his arms and began to count the trophies.

I have to say that San Xiu is really inferior to others, the total of the fairy spirit stones in the storage rings of the half-immortal San Xiu people in Panshi Village does not add up to a hundred, and they are clinking poorly.

Fortunately, Zhang Feng's wealth was not bad, and Shen Lang found more than 400 fairy spirit stones from his storage ring.

Put together all the fairy stones in the trophy, no more, no less, exactly five hundred fairy stones.

For an early half-immortal monk, five hundred immortal spirit stones are already a huge wealth!

Shen Lang was secretly happy that with the support of so many immortal spirit stones, his cultivation base should be expected to rise to the next level.

In addition to the fairy stone, Shen Lang also found several immortal artifacts, the most precious of which is Zhang Feng's middle-grade immortal golden jade halberd.

Although Shen Lang seldom used a single immortal weapon to respond to the enemy, considering that he did not have a middle-grade immortal weapon, he simply recognized the golden jade halberd as the master, in case of emergency.

It is strange to say that since I arrived in the realm of real immortality, the purple flame snake tooth fire-pointed spear spirit in his body has completely stopped moving, and he no longer rejects the inclusion of other fairy artifacts in his body.

Continuing to count the other trophies, Shen Lang did not find other valuable things, that is, some bottles and jars, unknown medicinal pills, exercise secrets, and even the equipment used in the formation, as well as some miscellaneous gadgets. child.

Shen Lang took out those exercise secret books with great interest, and found that they were all crude and crude, and there was nothing worth practicing.

However, Shen Lang found several useful books and obtained some basic information about Tianmu Immortal Domain and Meishan.