Seeing that Shen Lang agreed, Tang Hui and Feng Siniang showed joy.

"Of course this is the case, this is what fellow Taoist Chen deserves. Our alliance promises that fellow Taoist will definitely get the Spirit Gathering Pill before the war." Tang Hui said solemnly.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded, and it was considered a deal.

"It's not too late. Fellow Daoist Chen, please go and prepare now. We will rush to the front line south of the island immediately." Feng Siniang's eyes fluttered and she smiled charmingly.

"No need, just set off now." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Okay, fellow Taoist is really happy." Feng Siniang nodded slightly.

Soon, the two of them left the attic. Feng Siniang led the way and led Shen Lang to the front line south of Yulong Island.

Feng Siniang is an elite law enforcement disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, and is responsible for messaging and logistics in the alliance. She carefully explained to Shen Lang the responsibility of guarding the formation and what needs to be paid attention to.

"If the formation is broken by the demon clan and I want to avoid the battle group, the alliance will not blame it, right?" Shen Lang asked.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Chen is really alert. Don't worry, if the Big Five Elements Beidou Formation is really broken by the demon clan, fellow Taoist can avoid the battle group by himself, and the alliance will not punish fellow Taoist." Feng Siniang said with a smile.

"That's good." Shen Lang felt relieved.

His duty is to keep the formation. If he can't hold on, he will run away. In theory, he should be very safe.

"It's a pity that the little woman cannot be a deserter, otherwise the alliance will punish her and her life will be worrying. I don't know if she can survive the war. The little woman is in a very panic recently. Mr. Chen, I wonder if she will go to the little woman's boudoir tonight to enjoy the fragrant tea, have a long talk, and comfort the little woman's lonely heart?"

Feng Siniang's tone was charming and tender, and she deliberately leaned against Shen Lang's side. Her beautiful eyes were filled with spring, and a fragrance of powder drifted into Shen Lang's nose.

This woman was wearing a black scale dress, very slim and outlined her hot figure to the fullest. A snow-white gully appeared on the neckline, which could stun the eyes of the flowers. Her fair legs were slender and straight.

Shen Lang felt his mind and couldn't help but be attracted by the woman, but soon woke up again.

"It's a charming technique!"

Shen Lang was alert immediately, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he laughed: "Sorry, I'm not interested. Fairy Feng, if you are lonely in the boudoir, go find other men."

Feng Siniang was stunned at first, then her pretty face was a little stiff. Her charming skills have always been invincible to the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and this is the first time she has failed.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Chen is really a wooden man who doesn't understand the charm. He was wasting the expression of the little girl." Feng Siniang snorted softly.^

Feng Siniang practiced a kind of supplementary technique called "**Stealing Yuan Jue", and her charming skills and bed skills were quite superb.

She likes to seduce some young male cultivators to absorb the power of Yuanyang to practice. There are many male cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage who have lost all their energy and died.

In the past, most of the male cultivators were old men. Although Feng Siniang picked the pot only to practice the exercises, she also felt disgusting. For the first time, she met a cultivator like Mr. Chen, who had superb cultivation and extraordinary handsomeness, and a hint of ambiguity and affection vaguely arose in her heart.

Feng Siniang knew that Shen Lang would definitely die if he took over the task of guarding the formation! If Shen Lang obediently hit her charming skills and the two of them had a long time on the bed, Feng Siniang might tell him the truth.

But Shen Lang refused, Feng Siniang was in a very bad mood.

"No need to talk nonsense. Fellow Daoist should take me to the big formation in the south of the island to take a look." Shen Lang said coldly.

Seeing Shen Lang so cold, Feng Siniang showed a hint of resentment on her pretty face and said to herself: "I originally wanted to save your life, but you are so confused about the charm. So let's wait to die obediently!"

"good."

Feng Siniang responded and continued to flee towards the south of the island.

Along the way, the two of them didn't say anything more.

Shen Lang also saw that the woman seemed unnatural. He didn't know what the purpose of this person was, so it would be better to be vigilant.

When you arrive at the south of the island, there is a small hill a hundred miles away from the coast.

Shen Lang used the spiritual eye technique in the air and could see a large number of camps stationed within a hundred miles of the distant coast, and many monks were patrolling.

Conservatively estimated, there are more than 100,000 cultivators defending the south of the island! The majority of cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining account for, and many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage can occasionally see them.

There is a larger stone house next to the top of the mountain. Feng Siniang sent a message through the token, and soon two shocked geeks soared into the sky from the stone house and flew into the air.

Both of them were white-haired old men, wearing red robes, looking old. They were elders of the Blood Refining Sect’s Dan-stage.

"Disciple Feng Siniang, see Elder Liu! Elder Qu!" Feng Siniang bowed to the two old men with white hair and said.

"I have already learned the news. Is this the monk you brought to? The peak of Nirvana, be careless." The old man surnamed Liu glanced at Shen Lang with a sharp look and commented undeniably.

"Sister Shen Lang, I have seen senior." Shen Lang hugged his fists in a humble and arrogant manner. Judging from his breath, the two old men in front of him should be cultivators in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

The other party is a real cultivator in the Killing Pill stage, so it is better to be low-key.

"Boy, you will start sitting in the formation early tomorrow morning, is there any problem?" the old man surnamed Liu asked coldly.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded and asked immediately: "I'll ask if you dare to ask, can you pay in advance for the spiritual gathering pill that I urgently need?"

The old man surnamed Liu glared at Shen Lang, his eyes a little gloomy: "The alliance has just arrived, and he did hand over the spirit gathering pill to me, but I don't want to give it to you for the time being."

Shen Lang frowned: "Senior, this is different from what he said..."

"Hmph, a mere Spirit Gathering Pill, it seems that my level of cultivator will owe you. Boy, sit and guard the formation obediently. After the matter is done, this pill will naturally be handed over to you." The old man surnamed Liu said without any yin and yang.

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, thinking that these guys in the alliance were so fucking that he was just farting. He regretted taking on this task.

The other party was a cultivator in the Kalpa stage. Shen Lang couldn't touch the old guy's brow, so he had to swallow the discomfort in his stomach.

"Okay." Shen Lang gritted his teeth and agreed.

You can only wait until the formation is over before receiving the spirit gathering pill. The alliance should not be untrustworthy.

Afterwards, Feng Siniang took Shen Lang to the resting place.

It is a stone cave at the foot of the mountain, dirty and simple.

"Fellow Taoist rests here for a night and starts to sit and guard the formation early tomorrow morning." Feng Siniang left this sentence coldly and then flew out of the stone cave.

Shen Lang was in a very unhappy mood and felt that he had boarded the pirate ship. But he had no choice but to let him agree.
Chapter completed!