No wonder Wang Taichong and Pei Qing were so angry that they spent their whole lives on the rise and fall of Yunling Mountain. Unexpectedly, Yunling Mountain was so confused that it was destroyed without even leaving any scum.

The initiator is actually just a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Lang smiled wildly, as if only in this way could he vent his depression.

He took out a small porcelain bottle containing jade dew nectar from the storage ring, and raised his head and swallowed two drops of jade dew nectar.

Shen Lang just overdrawn his natal essence and activated the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted. Two drops of jade dew and nectar instantly replenished about 70% of his spiritual power.

"Bastard, I dare to destroy my Yunling Mountain. I want to kill you!" Wang Taichong let out a roar from the sky, took off the ancient sword treasure, and rushed towards Shen Lang like a mad dog.

Although Pei Qing was extremely angry, his rationality was still there. He immediately stopped Wang Taichong and sent a message: "Senior brother, calm down, we are definitely not a match for this person!"

Wang Taichong took a few breaths, and his anger was slightly restrained.

Indeed, the man in front of him possesses the prehistoric spiritual treasure, and his combat power has reached an unfathomable level. He will almost die if he fights against him!

With the ancient spiritual treasure in hand, it is definitely an invincible existence.

"If you want to die, come one by one, hand over Su Ruoxue first!"

Shen Lang roared wildly, rubbed his hands, and nine thunder light swords flew out of the storage ring, spinning around him, and a large number of golden arcs surged from the sword body.

Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation, and the nine Lei Ze splitting swords flew at high speed. The sword light was divided into three and three into nine. In a blink of an eye, it turned into eighty-one golden sword lights.

"Hiss, turn the sword into silk!" Pei Qing took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, even if the other party does not activate the prehistoric spirit treasure, it still has such terrifying magical powers. The magical power of turning swords into silk is generally only able to master the powerful sword cultivator in the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, but activate so many sword lights at once is simply terrifying!

"No, it's the sword formation!"

Wang Taichong exclaimed, and it was too late when they reacted.

"go!"

Shen Lang let out a low shout, and the dense sword light was like a golden lightning storm, instantly trapping Wang Taichong and Pei Qing.

"I have given you a chance to hand over Su Ruoxue. Since you turn a deaf ear, then you should die! I will find Su Ruoxue by myself!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly, and was about to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation to strangle Wang Taichong and Pei Qing.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came over, like the clear ice and snow, with a bit of ethereality.

A woman in white flew out of the sky and landed behind Shen Lang.

Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Lang's heart was trembling, his whole body trembled, and he looked back with a dull expression.

Just this moment seems to be eternal.

Standing in the void is a stunning woman in a white dress, with long hair, extremely stunning temperament, delicate and beautiful facial features, fair skin than snow, and tall and graceful figure.

The stunning woman's aura was very cold, with a trace of unsolvable coldness and sharpness on her beautiful face, and a biting chill in her eyes.

"Xue'er... it's really you!" Shen Lang widened his eyes and looked at the woman in white in front of him. His voice was trembling, as if all the emotions hidden in his heart were about to burst out at this moment.

Su Ruoxue's appearance is the same as before, without any change, but her temperament is completely different.

She no longer has the slightest scent of the world, she is so cold that she is a little cold, just a look that makes people feel like they are falling into an ice cellar. Although she has a breathtaking look, she does not mean anything blasphemy.

"Who are you? You released the silver beams of the sky in Yunling Mountain just now?" Su Ruoxue said coldly and frosty, with a blood light coming out of her beautiful eyes, a biting cold light, with a strong hostility.

Although Yunling Mountain has nothing to do with her, she feels that she is a monk from Yunling Mountain and cannot sit idly by.

"What! Xue'er, you... don't know me anymore?" Shen Lang looked like he was struck by lightning, showing an incredible expression.

Even after eighty years, Su Ruoxue would not forget herself, right? Shen Lang cannot accept this fact!

Su Ruoxue frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion in her beautiful eyes. She felt that Shen Lang was a little familiar. Did she really know this person?

"Fairy Su, what are you waiting for? Hurry up, hold back this person and let me wait until we break the sword formation!" Wang Taichong's eyes were cold and roared at Su Ruoxue.

"yes!"

Su Ruoxue's delicate body trembled, as if she was under some control.

She immediately sacrificed a long sword and treasure, held it in her hand, and turned into a white meteor, and stabbed Shen Lang with a sword.

"Impossible...Impossible!"

Shen Lang's face looked like earth, and he kept shaking his head. He didn't believe that Su Ruoxue had forgotten him, and he didn't believe that the woman he loved most would actually do something to him.

Su Ruoxue's long sword pierced in.

"Puff!"

A blood arrow shot out, and Shen Lang opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

He did not dodge. He didn't believe that women would really do something to him, but Su Ruoxue's sword actually stabbed into his chest and abdomen!

"I don't believe it..." Shen Lang gritted his teeth, and blood was still oozing from the corners of his mouth. Although his chest was not penetrated by a sword, Shen Lang seemed to hear the sound of his heart shattering, and the world in front of him suddenly became dark, making him feel as if he was completely lost.

The vows and promises that have been made in vain have all turned into nothing.

Su Ruoxue frowned. She could have stabbed Shen Lang's chest with a sword, but at the critical moment, she hesitated for a moment.

The man in front of her was so familiar... As the sword penetrated Shen Lang's chest and abdomen, her heart was slightly tingling.

I don’t want to admit it, it’s a feeling of heartache! Su Ruoxue panted slightly, and the cold expression on her pretty face began to dissipate.

"We... really know each other?" Su Ruoxue asked softly, with a hint of doubt and sadness in her beautiful eyes.

"What do you think? Fool, don't tell me... you have forgotten me." Shen Lang smiled bitterly.

Su Ruoxue's delicate body trembled. Although she did not have the shadow of the man in front of her in her memory, she instinctively felt that this person was very familiar, as if he was a very important person in her life.

She just can't recall who he is.

Seeing the woman's expression a little moved, Shen Lang's face looked a little ferocious. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword in Su Ruoxue's hand tightly. Blood flowed down the sword: "Xue'er, if you really forgot me, then kill me now!"
Chapter completed!