Shen Lang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that this was awful.

If the other party does not have a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, Shen Lang still has the confidence to win. But the three elders of Donglin actually have such a powerful pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, and the possibility of himself and Su Ruoxue winning is almost zero.

However, the yellow sand formation has been broken, and Shen Lang does not need to fight with the other side head-on, so he decided to adopt the tactic of "dangling from east to west".

Without saying a word, Shen Lang decisively used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit and transformed into the form of Lei Peng. Su Ruoxue also flew to Lei Peng's back tacitly.

"Boom!"

A thunder sounded, and the golden roc instantly disappeared from place to place, and the next moment it appeared 1,000 meters away.

"Leave it to me!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was running faster than the rabbit, the three elders of Donglin were furious and hurriedly chased after him.

Shen Lang used the takeoff thunder escape technique and circled around the battlefield, which was so fast that it was dazzling!

The three elders of Donglin couldn't catch up for a while, so they jumped behind and cursed.

The two sides are too far apart, and ordinary magic weapons cannot lock the golden roc in high-speed movement.

The three of them occasionally attacked magic weapons from a long distance, trying to hit the golden roc.

However, Shen Lang repeatedly attacked the Yuyang Golden Thunder, and the three elders from Donglin still had no choice but to deal with Shen Lang.

Although the Leize Spectral Sword was eroded by the cold air of Bingpo Mountain and could not be used for the time being, the Yuyang Golden Thunder can still be used.

Su Ruoxue lay on the back of the golden big roll and activated the mysterious fire bead in his hand with all his strength.

"Fire Dragon, go!" With a light shout, the mysterious fire beads in Su Ruoxue's hand emitted a dazzling red light, turning into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, burning with scorching golden fire all over his body, with amazing power.

He activated the Xuanhuo Bead with all his strength, almost consuming half of Su Ruoxue's spiritual power.

The fire dragon carried the rolling heat waves and attacked the three elders of Donglin who were chasing behind.

"You dare to show off even if you have a trick!"

The old man with yellow hair was extremely furious and immediately summoned Bingpo Mountain and rotated at high speed in his palm.

The short and fat old man and another tall and thin old man also sacrificed their own magic weapons, showing a sinister look on their faces.

Seeing the fire dragon attacking, the old man with yellow hair threw out the Ice Po Mountain in his hand.

The cold hill suddenly expanded to a height of 1,000 meters, and hit the fire dragon at an almost weird speed.

"boom!"

A dull explosion sounded, and in front of the Ice Crystal Mountain, the fire dragon seemed extremely small, and the flames were instantly extinguished by the pale white cold light bursting out from the Ice Clay Mountain.

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The fire dragon could not shake the Bingpo Mountain at all, and was defeated by the bitter cold air on the giant mountain in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned a little ugly, and the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure was indeed unstoppable.

The power of the Ice Crystal Mountain is probably no less than that of the Tianshuiling of the Old Demon Fengyue, and the defense of this mountain is extremely amazing, and ordinary attacks are simply difficult to shake the Ice Po Mountain.

The golden big roll flapped its wings frantically and used the thunder escape technique to shake off the three elders of Donglin behind.

"Brother, this kid escaped too quickly, what should we do?" the tall and thin old man asked with a frown.

The old man with yellow hair gritted his teeth and said, "At worst, he can spend some energy to activate Bingpo Mountain. I don't believe that I can't kill this kid!"

"Brother, you have consumed too much energy. If you have all your strength to activate Bingpo Mountain, your body may be..." The short and fat old man gritted his teeth.

"Don't say too much. If I don't kill this kid, I can't swallow this!"

The old man with yellow hair was extremely furious and sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood on the Ice Crystal Mountain, pushed his palms and shot a lot of spiritual power into the giant mountain.

Bingpo Mountain suddenly released a dazzling white light, and with a "whoosh", it disappeared on the spot.

The next moment.

With a "swoosh", Bingpo Mountain appeared on the head of the golden roc without any warning, emitting a sharp and cold air, quenching the cold into the bones.

Shen Lang was so scared that he took a deep breath and couldn't help but exclaim: "Telection!?"

This Bingpo Mountain is a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, and it is not impossible to achieve teleportation magic. However, after the Bingpo Mountain teleports, it firmly locks the top of its head and even flies with him, so it doesn’t even think of avoiding it!

The white mist is filled with the bottom of Bingpo Mountain, and the white cold air is like a blizzard, as if as long as you touch the white light, your body will be frozen.

The old man with yellow hair smiled a little, and his fingers went down: "Bingpo Mountain, go!"

I saw that the huge ice crystal peak about a thousand meters high hit the golden roc directly, as fast as lightning!

Su Ruoxue's face turned pale, and the speed of such a fast one made people not have time to react.

"not good!"

Shen Lang's scalp was numb, and he could not avoid or defend against this blow from Bingpo Mountain.

At the critical moment, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and could only kill him.

He sprayed out all the sky blue divine sand as quickly as possible, and a large number of blue sand balls rushed towards the bottom of Bingpo Mountain.

"Nine Changes of Blood Spirit!"

Shen Lang transformed into the posture of Qingshan giant ape, raised his arms with crazy eyes, ready to take over Bingpo Mountain head-on.

"boom!"

The giant ice crystal mountain fell down, and the giant ape's arms suddenly sank, and his face became extremely ferocious.

An unparalleled power swept across the body, and the bones of the giant ape were "splitting". After only a moment of support, they couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, Shen Langqingshan's giant ape has amazing form and power. Otherwise, any Nascent Soul cultivator would not be able to withstand the frontal blow of Bingpo Mountain. I am afraid that the blow of Bingpo Mountain would be crushed into powder in an instant!

Even so, the power of Bingpo Mountain was too amazing. A thick layer of frost instantly condensed across the giant ape, and it relied on the Holy Yang battle energy to resist the cold air.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was not as bad as he had imagined, the old face of the yellow-haired old man with a smirk instantly frozen, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Bingpo Mountain is a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure. Although he did not activate it with all his strength, it was not something that could be taken over by the early stage of the Nascent Soul, right?

The other two of Donglin's three elders were also stunned. This tm is unscientific. Could it be that Shen Lang's transformation technique is part of the giant ape of Qingshan? Otherwise, how could he resist such a huge force!

The old man with yellow hair was so angry that he pinched his hands, opened his spiritual sense and controlled Bingpo Mountain.

The huge Ice Soul Mountain is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, firmly pressed against the golden-retriever giant ape's palms, and cannot break free!

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Although the sky blue divine sand resisted some of the cold air, the giant ape's arms were still frozen and their flesh and blood lost consciousness.

Even with the Holy Yang War Qi protecting his body, Shen Lang could not defend against the shocking cold air coming from the Bingpo Mountain.

"Roar!" The giant ape had a ferocious face, and a wild roar, and golden battle flames burned all over his body, struggling to resist the huge force.

However, under the continuous activation of the old man with yellow hair, the gravity of Bingpo Mountain became increasingly greater and the giant ape gradually could not hold on.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, under the pressure of the terrifying force, the joint of the giant ape's right arm had been dislocated.

"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale and her body was trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!