Under Shen Lang's questioning, Elder Wang told him everything.

The reason why this Beast God Palace has such a courage is that it is secretly conspiring to cooperate with two foreign sects, trying to destroy Chongxiao Palace and Hanyue Palace and occupy the mountain gates of the two sects.

These two foreign sects are called Xuesha Sect and Jumo Village. They are not weaker than the seven major sects of the wilderness by their power alone.

"How did the sects in the Yuanhe Sea run to the wilderness?" Shen Lang shrank his eyes and continued to ask.

"I don't know this, but I heard from the elders of the Beast God Palace that the Yuanhe Sea has recently started a war with the demon clan. The two major forces in the Yuanhe Sea are commanding all sects to participate in the war. Some small and medium-sized sects are overwhelmed, so they fled to the wilderness. The Blood Evil Sect and the Demon Juzhuang are the sects that have escaped from abroad." Elder Wang explained.

"The demon clan actually started a war!" Shen Lang frowned.

The war is not the point. Although he wants to fulfill the duties of the inheritor of the Barbarian God, it is still too early to destroy the Tianhai Monster Clan.

The point is that the small and medium-sized sects in the Yuanhe Sea fled to the wilderness, which is not good news.

You should know that the Yuanhe Sea is a real holy place for cultivation, and the monks there look down on the wild continent very much.

These small and medium-sized sects that fled abroad will definitely become kings and dominate the world. By then, life will be difficult for the seven major sects.

Now that these are useless, the cultivators from the Blood Evil Sect and the Demon Juzhuang have already sneaked into the sixth mountain, and the people in Chongxiao Palace are going to suffer!

"I'm asking you, how many people have entered the Blood Evil Sect and Jumo Village sect in Cangwu Mountain, and how is their cultivation?" Shen Lang asked with a gloomy face.

"One... there were more than a thousand monks in total, and there were almost fifty monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage." Elder Wang replied hurriedly.

"What!"

Shen Lang was shocked. There were so many people coming to the other party, and the number of cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage was far more than the combined number of people entering the Chongxiao Palace and the Hanyue Palace in Cangwu Mountain.

This is bad!

Shen Lang gritted his teeth. He was at least a guest elder in Chongxiao Palace and had to rush back to rescue him, not to mention that Xiao Ling'er might also have life worries.

"That's what I know. Fellow Daoist Shen, please let go of a life... Uh, ah!"

Before Elder Wang could say anything, he was knocked unconscious by Shen Lang's punch.

Shen Lang felt that it was too cheap to just knock this guy out, so he simply hit a Qi sword with one hand, penetrated Elder Wang's forehead and sent him back directly.

The world of cultivation is cruel, and Shen Lang is too lazy to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. He just pretended to be a fart before.

Shen Lang stretched out his hand and the soul-swallowing bottle that had not been used for a long time appeared in his palm. A white ball of light was sucked in by the soul-swallowing bottle, which was the soul of Elder Wang.

Shen Lang also has a puppet with a dry bone. The strongest strength of the puppet is comparable to that of the cultivators in the middle and late stages of Nirvana. He only needs to absorb the souls of three cultivators in the middle and late stages of Nirvana or above as the main soul.

The situation is not good now, so one more man is allowed to participate in the battle situation. There are still two main souls left. Shen Lang can only wait for the battle to suck the souls of two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building or mid-stage Nirvana when he is fighting.

Soon, Shen Lang began to loot the spoils.

The two elders of the Beast God Palace in the early stage of Nirvana have relatively poor financial resources. In addition to some of the Five Elements Spirit Stone Spirit Crystals are useful, they are just some miscellaneous things that are not very useful.

Elder Wang's property made Shen Lang quite satisfied. In addition to a large number of Five Elements Spiritual Stone Spirit Crystals, there were also several spiritual herbs of better age and several bottles of precious elixirs.

Of course, the most precious one is the magic weapon rocket.

The magic rocket is very powerful, but it consumes too much spiritual power. For Shen Lang, it can only be regarded as a spare magic weapon.

However, this magic weapon should be sold at a sky-high price, and the heavenly and earth treasures used to change the yang attributes will be good.

With the treasures, spiritual herbs and pills from the spoils, Shen Lang almost harvested 20,000 five-element spirit crystals, and suddenly became a rich man from poverty.

The ice blue and white plants in the cold pond were also picked by Shen Lang and put them in a jade box, and put them in a storage ring.

After doing these things, Shen Lang did not stop and immediately ran towards the sixth mountain.

Although he had harvested a lot of spoils, he was not happy. After so long, the people in Chongxiao Palace were likely to have fought with the two foreign sects.

Shen Lang had a good guess.

In the sixth mountain, most of the teams in Chongxiao Palace encountered the three sects of monks from the Beast God Palace, the Blood Evil Sect and the Jumo Village.

The monks were wearing black robes and killed when they saw people.

In the dense forest by a lake, hundreds of disciples from Chongxiao Palace fought with hundreds of black-robed monks. The scene was in a mess, with wood chips flying and blood stains.

Although the number of people in Chongxiao Palace has the advantage, its strength is obviously inferior to those of these black-robed men, and there are heavy casualties.

The six leading elders of Chongxiao Palace fought with seven black-robed foundation-building monks.

Cheng Luo, who was in charge of the leader, was in a difficult situation with a young man wearing a blood-colored robe, and the other party also had a mid-stage cultivation level in the foundation building.

The young man with blood robe waved his sleeves, and a huge blue-black claw suddenly appeared in the air, and he grabbed Cheng Luo, almost tearing the air apart.

Cheng Luo hurriedly activated the ice crystal gourd and shot out the ice sword to defend the enemy.

The young man in the blood robe controlled the giant claws as he wanted, and he was simply unpredictable.

The magic tricks this man used were unheard of, and it seemed that they were not wild magic.

"Which force is you who actually attacked my Chongxiao Palace sect!" Cheng Luo shouted while raising the ice crystal gourd.

"So shitty Chongxiao Palace, but the wild garbage sect is worthy of clamoring with this young master?" The young man in the blood-colored robe had a contempt expression on his face.

"Hmph, I'm going to learn your skills!" Cheng Luo's face was extremely gloomy, and he frantically injected spiritual power into the ice crystal gourd.

"Ice Dragon, come out!"

Cheng Luo shouted loudly, and a large amount of frost spurted out of the mouth of the gourd instantly. An ice dragon dozens of meters long flew out, with a sharp cold air flying towards the young man with his teeth and claws.

"Break it for me!" The young man in blood robe gritted his teeth, and three demon claws grabbed the ice dragon.

With a loud "boom", the two forces collided, and the demon claws barely blocked the ice dragon. The young man in the blood robe was swept away by a storm of cold air, and a thick frost was condensed on his body, and a mouthful of blood was also overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the young man with blood robe was injured, two black-robed elders in the battle below rushed forward to protect the young man with blood robe.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

"Get out of here, how could this young master be wrong?" The young man in blood robe felt embarrassed and pushed away the two elders in black robe in anger.

He used his spiritual power to shake off all the ice flowers on his body. The young man in the blood roared at Cheng Luo and said, "The wilderness waste, you have offended me! This young master will let you barbarians see it carefully, the secret magic of my Blood Evil Sect!"

After roaring, the young man in the blood robe spewed out his mouth with a mouthful of essence and blood, and his hands quickly drew a talisman on the mass of essence and blood.

"The powerful ghost king, show up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge phantom of a hundred meters high appeared in front of the young man in the blood robe. The phantom had a pair of cow horns, wide mouths and fangs, dark green scales, and extremely ferocious face. The gray demonic aura surrounded him, as if a demon had arrived in the world.
Chapter completed!