Godly Dragon Guard

After the three of them flew a stick of incense for a while, the eyes of the holy demon in the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows suddenly noticed that a large number of spirit boats were coming from the northern sky, and the warships were all densely packed with monks!

This is the army of surrendered monks.

Shen Lang opened the eyes of the holy demon and glanced roughly. The number of incoming enemy troops was 50 million! This is almost all the forces of the Dongsheng Shenzhou Submission Sect.

Shen Lang is not afraid of everything, but facing such a terrifying army of monks, he still has a strong sense of depression in his heart!

Not long after, the army of cultivators of submissive sect gradually entered the distance of divine sense.

The dense warships and the black army of monks on the warships made Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er pretty faces pale.

The number of enemy troops has already made them feel frightened.

The 300,000 cultivators who descended from the palace, I’m afraid it’s not enough to stuff their teeth!

With the eyesight of the holy demon's eyes, Shen Lang saw a scene that was even more frightening.

I saw a golden warship headed by the enemy. On the deck was a big golden dragon chair. On the big chair was a scrawny old man in a green robe. There were two enchanting beauties on the left and right. The old man pinched his waist and beat his back.

The old man was ugly, with disgusting green pustules on his face, and a fishy smell all over his body, giving people a ghastly feeling.

The ancestor Juechen and the saint Yueyue were **** in chains on the deck of the battleship. The ancestor Juechen was covered in blood, and almost all his limbs had been abolished. It was horrible.

Inviting the Moon Saintess is in better condition, her hair is messy, her dress is broken, and her delicate face is full of anger and humiliation.

The old man on the golden dragon chair was very satisfied with all of this. With Erlang's legs upturned, he seemed to admire the humiliating gesture of the saint inviting the moon, with a wretched smile.

"Green robe ancestor!!!"

The old man with the holy demon eyes hovered around Shen Lang's eyebrows for a moment, his color changed suddenly, and he roared.

"impossible!"

Shen Lang's eyes were wide open, and the ancestor of the green robe blew himself up 100,000 years ago. How could he appear here?

But the appearance of the old man on the golden dragon chair was indeed exactly the same as that of the green robe ancestor, and it was definitely impossible to pretend.

"This kind of half-hearted pupil technique is also kind to show off in front of this seat? Haha!"

The ancestor of the green robe noticed Shen Lang Tongshu, and a green light suddenly shot from the center of his eyebrows.

"hiss!"

At this moment, the holy demon's eyes on Shen Lang's eyebrows felt a tingling sensation, and his brain fell into a brief dizziness.

A cloud of glazed sky light rushed into his forehead from his heart veins, and Shen Lang instantly regained consciousness, his face as earthy.

"Well, tm is really the ancestor of the green robe, this old thing is not dead!"

A strong sense of crisis arose in Shen Lang's heart. He hurriedly launched a voice transmission to Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er behind him: "Shan'er, Ling'er, things have changed. There is a very tricky guy in the enemy army. Get out of here with the sea of ​​clouds!"

After all, Shen Lang took the scroll of the sea of ​​clouds behind him at the latest speed and handed it to Xia Ling'er.　　 It was the first time that Xia Ling'er saw Shen Lang even showing a flustered appearance, and immediately sensed the danger, and hurriedly said: "In this case, Qixing Mountain is no longer something we can save. It makes no sense for Brother Shen Lang to stay here.

, It's better to leave with us! "

"Yes, brother, let's go together!" Xia Shan'er also said.

"No! I don't have time to explain so much, you leave first. If you don't go, you can't leave!" Shen Lang took out two cyan high-grade fairy charms from the storage ring and gave them to Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan Er: "These two high-grade fairy talismans are called the Supreme Magical Talisman. After crushing them, they can greatly increase the speed of escape. With the bonus of this fairy talisman, even those who

The cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Peak, who is flying away from him, can hardly catch up with you. "

These two supernatural walking talismans were the trophies that Shen Lang had obtained from the Green Lion Demon Emperor and the Dapeng Demon Emperor.

"After I finish dealing with the matter here, I will catch up with you, so hurry up!" Shen Lang urged again, his expression extremely anxious.

Xia Linger had a foreboding of the seriousness of the matter and nodded and said, "Brother Shen Lang, be careful!"

When the voice fell, Xia Linger took Xia Shaner and flew away from the scene quickly.

"Two beauties, since they are here, don't leave so quickly!"

The green robe ancestor on the golden dragon chair waved his sleeves and rolled up a green storm.

With the blink of an eye, the green storm turned into a ten thousand-foot wind dragon, spreading its teeth and dancing its claws, and flew towards the two daughters of Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er like thunder and lightning. The speed was horrifying!

"Don't want to succeed! Xuanxianshu, Jiumei true fire!" 　　 Shen Lang stopped at the fastest speed in front of the two girls Xia Linger and Xia Shaner who fled the scene, madly running the chaotic spiritual power in the body, and curled up all over her body. The raging flames turned into a golden fire dragon, rushing towards the green wind dragon

go with.

"Boom!!!"

Between the electric light and flint, the fire dragon ran into the wind dragon, bursting out a huge explosion, terrifying heat waves and storms raging around.

The monks in the front row of the surrender army were all swayed by the rushing wind and waves, causing a commotion.

Xia Shan'er, who fled away, realized that the enemy leader was unusually powerful, her face was extremely pale, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Sister, the monk is Luo Tianshang..."

"Shan'er, don't guess at random, we stay here for a while, it is a burden to Brother Shen Lang, go!" Xia Linger bit her silver teeth and urged.

The two women left the battlefield under the cover of Shen Lang.

The explosion sound continued, and Shen Lang's robe was almost torn to pieces by the green storm, which was resisted by the Jiumei real fire and the golden body and jade eyes. His body would not be injured, but his blood surged.

Shen Lang finally realized Luo Tianshang's combat power against the sky!

The ancestor of the green robe can cause such a large amount of destructive power with just a single blow, which is really frightening!

The green-robed ancestor on the golden dragon chair saw that his blow did not work, and his face showed a little haze. It seemed that he had underestimated Shen Lang's strength.

This outside world is no better than the Huaguo Mountain at the beginning, and Shen Lang's ability to resist his own power directly proves that this kid is indeed extraordinary.

But this is fine, if Shen Lang died so easily, the ancestor of the green robe would have vented his unhappiness.

Recalling the soul splitting that he had painstakingly refined and exploded himself, the hatred of the ancestor of the green robe for Shen Lang instantly swelled to the extreme, he was going to torture Shen Lang, the bastard!

The old ancestor Juechen who was bound and bound on the deck yelled loudly: "Daoist Shen Lang, you go! This ugly old thing is Luo Tianshang, invincible!!!"

"The mere ants, dare to insult this seat?"

The ancestor of the green robe slowly got up and stepped on the chest of the ancestor Juechen, a trace of murder flashed in his eyes. The most annoying thing in his life was that others talk about his looks.　　 With the force of the green robe ancestor's right foot, the ancestor Juechen was stamped out of a pit on his chest, blood clots and scum and other filth overflowed in his mouth, and his mouth made a hoarse wailing, which was terrible.