Godly Dragon Guard

Lu Peng was also shocked. He originally wanted to kill Shen Lang with a single blow, but he was shocked to find that Shen Lang was able to release Earth Xianshu and blocked his own attack without any damage!

"This... this is impossible!"

Lu Peng's face was black like the bottom of a pot, and Shen Lang's strength was beyond his expectations.

"Hahaha, Lu Peng, aren't you a personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Ancient Art Sect? How can you have this skill?" Shen Lang mocked.

Lu Peng felt ashamed of his face, and yelled in anger into anger, "Boy, this young man saw that you are a casual cultivator, so I didn't use my full strength just now, but now I won't be humbly and die!"

The voice just fell.

"Lu Peng, stop the old man!"

An angry rebuke enveloped the entire Qianqiu City Square, like thousands of thunder, extremely harsh.

Immediately afterwards, a golden beam of light descended from the sky, and it hit Lu Peng with a thunderous force, making a muffled sound.

Lu Peng was blown out and fell to the ground.

The surrounding area of ​​Qianqiu City Square suddenly became a mess, and all the monks held their heads up to the sky.

An old man in a golden robe fell from the sky, his body was filled with a touch of golden light, his aura was amazing, and there was a sense of coercion that people couldn't help but face up.

"The elder of the ancient door!"

"Humans and immortals are great!"

After a short period of clamor, the surrounding area became quiet for an instant. All the monks knew that the old man who had fallen from the sky had a strong cultivation base, and they all remained silent.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. The old man in the golden robe was no one else, but He Jian, the former great elder of the ancient art door.

Coincidentally, He Jian happened to be out recently, and when he returned, he purchased some materials from the Qianqiu City Chamber of Commerce. He accidentally discovered that Lu Peng was fighting Shen Lang in the square, and he hurried to deal with the matter.

"Brother... disciple met Elder He Jian!"

Several elite disciples from the ancient art gate on the side of the ring immediately held their fists and saluted.

"Shen has seen seniors."

Shen Lang also clasped his fists towards He Jian.

He Jian nodded slightly towards Shen Lang, then floated down to Lu Peng, his face solemnly said, "Lu Peng, do you know what's wrong?"

Lu Peng suppressed his anger and felt extremely aggrieved. He quickly got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "The disciple didn't foul the rules, why did Elder He stop me? This kid insulted me, the disciple just wanted to give him Just a little bit of color!"

"Not yet awake?"

He Jian frowned and waved his sleeves fiercely.

A violent golden wind hit Lu Peng's body, and Lu Peng was caught off guard, and his flesh was ripped out by the golden wind to tear out countless blood stains, dripping with blood.

"puff!"

Lu Peng spouted a big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again, unable to climb up this time.

He Jian coldly snorted, "Lu Peng, this is the lesson the old man taught you on behalf of your master! You don't feel ashamed to bully the weak for no reason, fight with others and let others watch our ancient jokes? If I want to tell Elder Yu about this, I'm afraid that Elder will be even more angry."

A deep resentment flashed in Lu Peng's eyes. He could only hold back this breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Elder He Jian, the disciple knows wrong, please don't tell me Master about this!"

He Jian said coldly and sternly: "Wait, go back to the martial arts! Don't want to come out again to cause trouble."

"Yes……"

There was a fierce pain on Lu Peng's face, and he didn't have the face to stay here anymore. He immediately turned into a retreat, flew towards the east of Qianqiu City, and instantly disappeared into the sky.

Before leaving, Lu Peng gave Shen Lang a fierce look.

Today is so ugly that he can't swallow this breath!

Seeing Lu Peng leaving full of resentment, He Jian shook his head and sighed. The brother's negligence of discipline caused Lu Peng to have such a rebellious attitude. This son will one day cause disaster!

"This little friend, do you want to join the Seven Great Immortals?" He Jian glanced at Shen Lang and asked sternly.

Shen Lang clasped his fists and said frankly: "The juniors have this intention, and the duel between Shi Cai and Taoist Lu Peng is not the junior's intention. Please forgive the seniors."

He Jian nodded slightly, and said without hesitation: "Lu Peng has a very bad personality, and you are not to blame for this. I ask you again, would you like to worship my ancient artifacts and enter my practice?"

"This……"

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said bluntly: "If the seniors are willing to take in the juniors, the juniors are naturally willing to join the ancient artifacts."

Actually, Shen Lang had a bad impression of Gu Qimen. After joining the school, Lu Peng would definitely not let him go. If you don't have a backing at that time, you will definitely be confused.

This Elder He Jian looked more reliable and decent, and Shen Lang wanted to follow him.

"Hahaha."

He Jian stroked his beard and smiled and said, "My little friend is talented and intelligent, and the old man doesn't mind accepting you as a disciple. Let's go, let me go to the ancient door."

After speaking, He Jian rolled up a purple cloud.

Shen Lang was astonished for a while, and he did not expect He Jian to agree so readily.

He immediately flew onto the cloud group and disappeared into the sky with He Jian.

Several elite disciples of Ancient Artifacts looked at each other, and they all followed Elder He Jian's purple cloud group and chased after them.

The farce was finally over, and the cultivators did not expect things to end in this way.

However, Shen Lang was well-known, and he was inextricably able to fight with Lu Peng, a genius disciple of the Ancient Artifact Gate, with his early cultivation base of the Half Immortal. This matter has been circulated among the cultivators of Qianqiu City for a long time.

...

Tens of millions of miles away in the east of Qianqiu City, there is a mountain range called "Cangluan Mountain".

The mountains are undulating, and the terrain resembles the appearance of Cangluan, hence the name.

The gate of ancient utensils stands in the center of Cangluan Mountain, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles.

Cangluan Mountain has beautiful scenery and the purple air comes from the east. It is a rare blessed place in the real world today.

Just because there are two natural spiritual veins under Cangluan Mountain, there are a lot of pale golden clouds and mist around the mountain range. This is the natural chaotic aura!

As the second largest martial art of the Seven Immortal Gates, Guqimen occupies two rare spiritual veins. Cangluan Mountain is also one of the only areas with spiritual veins in the Qianqiu Peak Region.

In order to prevent the diffusion of Chaos Spiritual Energy, there are several mountain protection formations inside and outside the ancient artifact gate, which completely seals Cangluan Mountain.

The chaotic aura generated by the spiritual veins is only for the cultivation of the disciples, and the outside cultivators cannot take it.

He Jian used the token to unblock Cangluan Mountain, and the purple cloud group entered Cangluan Mountain.

"This is the natural chaotic aura?"

Pale golden clouds floated slowly in the sky, Shen Lang took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling refreshed and refreshed, even his complexion was ruddy.

He Jian asked with a smile: "Little friend, haven't you ever felt the natural chaotic aura before?"

Shen Lang clasped his fists neither humble nor arrogantly said: "Don't hide the predecessor, it's only been two years since the junior has ascended to the real world. He has been meditating in a remote place before. This is indeed the first time he feels such a clean chaotic aura."

Shen Lang's answer was beyond He Jian's expectation.

He Jian had always thought that Shen Lang was just coming out to practice, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually an ascended monk.

Among the ascended cultivators, He Jian had never heard of someone with such a talent as Shen Lang.

This time, I am afraid I have found a treasure!