Godly Dragon Guard

"Boom boom boom!"

Before the two climbed to the top of the mountain, they heard the sound of fighting from the top of the mountain, and Shen Lang's holy demon eyes also noticed the aura bursting out of various magical powers, and the movement was extremely static.

"This……"

Xia Shan'er held her breath, her pretty face changed color slightly.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, the scale of the fight should be no small for such a violent energy fluctuation.

"Let's go over and see! Shan'er, follow me, don't leave me too far."

With a message from Shen Lang, he took Xia Shan'er to the east side of the mountain.

It just so happened that there was a towering giant tree on the top of the mountain, and the two of them hid behind the giant tree. Shen Lang poured chaos spiritual power into the holy demon's eyes with all his strength and spied the situation ahead.

The eyes of the holy demon in the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows glowed with purple and gold aura, and a large number of scenes poured into his mind.

...

At this moment, a chaotic battle is taking place on the summit of the Holy Spirit Mountain Range.

Hundreds of Seven Sacred Palace monks were besieging a black robe old man with a disheveled hair. The intensive explosion sounded endlessly, and the brilliance spattered by countless magical power attacks were intertwined, and the sound shook the sky.

The black robe old man has a strong physique, and his whole body is full of black energy. He is pulling ten blood-red spiritual chains in his hand, and the ends of the ten chains are actually connected to ten terrifying golden zombies!　　 These zombies are human-shaped, more than ten feet long, covered with thick golden hair, pointed mouth and fangs, blood stained, and their bodies stinking to the sky. Each zombie is holding a giant axe, and a layer of weird golden flames surrounds it.

The blood was tumbling, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Roar!!!"

The golden retriever zombies attacked the surrounding Seven Sacred Palace monks like mad dogs, or spewed **** corpse fire, or slashed with a giant axe. They were inextricably beaten with hundreds of Seven Sacred Palace monks.

The black-robed old man has the cultivation base of the immortal peak, and the ten zombies he controls also have the combat power of the immortal peak!

Among the three hundred monks in the Seven Sacred Palace, there are no masters of the earth immortals, there are more than 60 human immortals, and the rest are elite disciples of the late half-immortal stage or the peak of the half-immortal.

"Tsk!"

Shen Lang, hidden in the distance under the giant tree, spied on the battle situation through the eyes of the holy demon, and couldn't help but stunned secretly.

He did not act rashly and continued to observe for a while.

In the Seven Sacred Palace, there is only one monk whose cultivation level is at the peak of the immortal, that is, the half-human, half-ape, young demon cultivator who takes the lead.

It is said that Yuan Tianzong, the lord of the Seven Sacred Palace, has a son named Yuan Fei, who is also the cultivation base of Immortal Peak. The half-man and half-ape demon cultivation in front of him is most likely the Young Master of the Seven Sacred Palace.

Shen Lang quickly scanned the battlefield with the eyes of the holy demon, and found an acquaintance.

"Bai Weiwei?"

Shen Lang’s holy demon eyes locked on a beautiful woman in scales on the battlefield, but it was not Bai Weiwei who was the descendant of the Seven Sages of Meishan who met in the hunting trial last time. I never thought that this woman was also the group of Seven Sages. In the palace monks!

I saw Bai Weiwei following Yuan Fei closely, resisting the attack of the Golden Retriever Zombie with an anxious expression.

The fierce fighting between the two sides is in full swing. Although there are a large number of monks in the Seven Sacred Palace, the ten golden zombies are too fierce, and they seem to be at a disadvantage.

The ten Golden Retriever zombies are almost indestructible, and the attacks of the monks of the Seven Holy Palaces can hardly cause much damage to them.

The corpse fire spit out by the Golden Retriever Zombie would hit those Seven Sacred Palace disciples with weaker cultivation bases from time to time.

The disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces under the cultivation of human beings, as long as they are contaminated with a trace of corpse fire, their flesh will suffer from the poison of curse and quickly fester, and their gods will be destroyed.

After the two sides fought for a while, the black-robed old man was unscathed, but a dozen and a half immortal monks died on the Seven Sacred Palace.

"Unexpectedly, the Seven Sacred Palaces looked down on the old man so much and only sent you a bunch of trash to deal with me. It's really a big joke!"

The black-robed old man's face was grim and stern, and his tone was full of disdain. Yuan Fei was parrying the attack of the Golden Retriever Zombie, and angrily said: "Wuzang, the Seven Sacred Palace treats you very well. I did not expect that you colluded with the bandits inside and outside Liushahe, and transported away a large amount of martial resources in my Seven Sacred Palace and killed them. I have so many Seven Sacred Palaces

Doorman monk! Don't you feel ashamed of such a frenzied behavior? "　　" Ignorant children, since the moment I joined the Seven Sacred Palace, the old man has been the inner answer of Liushamen! My Liushamen lost to your Seven Sacred Palaces two million years ago, and the old man’s wife, children and brothers were all slaughtered by your Seven Sacred Palaces. This old man has never forgotten! I

Liushamen kept a low profile for many years in order to one day level the Seven Sacred Palaces and unify Meishan! "

The black-robed old man's complexion was extremely gloomy.

"Unify Meishan? You Liushamen are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue! If you don't capture you alive today, the young master swears not to be a demon!"

Yuan Fei's forehead blue veins violently burst, and he shouted.

The black-robed old man laughed wildly: "Hahaha, want to capture me alive? Your unused yellow-haired boy is afraid of idiotic dreams! All of you trash are not the opponents of the ten dry corpses raised by the old man, dear Take it to death!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black robe sacrificed a blood-colored bottle, and opened his mouth to spray a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the bottle.

"Swish swish!"

I saw that the mouth of the treasure bottle was full of blood, and hundreds of ghosts flew out in one breath.

The ten dry corpses opened their blood basins and swallowed the hundred ghosts released from the aquarium.

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

After devouring a large amount of ghosts, the corpse of the Drought Tiantian seemed to have eaten a big tonic, and the whole body suddenly burst into blood, and its momentum skyrocketed.

"Sixth Tier Xianshu, Sky Corpse Poison Arrow!"

The black-robed old man let out a frantic roar, opened his mouth to spit out a lot of essence and blood, and he did not hesitate to spend his life energy to cast a round **** rune, releasing the sky of blood.

The **** rune imprinted like a halo expanding outwards, quickly lifted into the sky, rendering half of the sky bloody.

Immediately afterwards, ten dry scorpion corpses sprayed a swirling **** corpse fire toward the **** runes in the sky at the same time.

Suddenly, a huge blood-colored vortex suddenly formed in the sky, and a large amount of blood-colored thunder and lightning rushed out in the vortex, and the terrifying aura rushed down.

"Pay attention to defense!"

Yuan Fei had a foreboding that the power of this blow would be so great that he couldn't help but screamed in panic on his face.

next moment.

"Shoo!"

A large swath of **** arrows suddenly descended from the blood-colored vortex in the sky, each of which was no more than three feet long, but the blood-colored corpse fire on the surface of the arrows contained an unimaginable power of destruction!

The disciples of the Seven Sacred Palace were shocked, such a large-scale attack was almost inevitable.

The cultivators tried their best to use all kinds of defensive abilities, trying to resist the **** arrows falling from the sky.

"Boom!"

A series of piercing cracks sounded, and the defensive barrier opened by most of the Seven Sacred Palace disciples was as fragile as glass, easily broken by a **** arrow.

"Ah!!!" 　　 a large number of screams followed, and the **** corpse fire that the arrow burst into, swallowed the weak body of the Seven Sacred Palace monks.