Xia Shan'er finally stabilized her figure and turned to look at Shen Lang with a pretty face pale: "Junior brother!"

"Senior sister, go quickly, the farther you go, the better!"

Shen Lang sent a cold and harsh voice transmission.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this..."

Xia Shan'er's face was covered in tears and her heart was about to break.

She owed Shen Lang too much. Xia Shan'er would rather die by herself than let Shen Lang die on her behalf.

The Huangfeng Demon King stared at Shen Lang with his golden eyes and shouted: "Boy, I have let this woman go, now tell me the news you know!"

Shen Lang said calmly: "Huangfeng Demon King, I know more than you imagined. I can tell you all the secrets, but you must let all the disciples of the ancient artifact sect leave this place safely."

"Wow!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused an uproar.

All the monks of the ancient artifact sect were shocked and they were in awe. They never expected that Shen Lang would be willing to take risks in order to save the sect?

"A mere half-immortal ants dare to gain a better position!"

"It's really a death to dare to negotiate terms with our king!"

"Boy, who gave you the courage to tease the king?"

Several earthly immortal demon cultivators roared violently.

The Huangfeng Demon King swung his cloak and signaled the demons to be quiet. He glanced at Shen Lang and said expressionlessly: "Boy, I will meet your requirements and quickly let the group of mobs behind you get out!"

The demon cultivators on the warship looked at each other, and they didn't understand why the king trusted a yellow-haired boy so much.

The reason why the Huangfeng Demon King accommodated Shen Lang was only suspected that Shen Lang had obtained the treasure-hidden picture that flowed out of Huangfeng Ridge.

Shen Lang mentioned the treasure map and the heavenly signs. This is by no means a coincidence, which shows that Shen Lang really knows the crucial clue.

The Huangfeng Demon King has always been very interested in the treasure left by his ancestor Huangfeng Great Sage. Although he doesn’t know what that treasure is, it is definitely hundreds of times better than the evil thing like the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror!

Ning Rufeng shouted with a hoarse voice: "Shen Lang, this disaster is from the entire sect of the ancient artifact sect, and you don't have to bear it alone!"

Shen Lang shook his head slightly and said indifferently: "Master, I have my own reason for doing this! You should quickly lead the sect members out of here, the faster the better."

"Boy Shen Lang, the ancient artifact sect owe you a favor!"

Ning Rufeng gritted his teeth and stopped persuading Shen Lang. He shouted loudly at the disciples of the sects: "All the monks of the ancient artifacts sects obey orders and quickly follow me to evacuate here!"

"yes……"

The disciples of the ancient artifact sect responded and all looked at Shen Lang with gratitude, as if they were saying goodbye to Shen Lang.

Soon, Ning Rufeng led a large number of monks from the ancient artifact sect to evacuate from Cangluan Mountain and flew towards the east.

"Good disciple... take care of yourself!"

He Jian showed deep reluctance in his eyes. After sighing, his lonely back followed the team of monks in the ancient artifact sect.

Ning Xiaoyao flew to Xia Shan'er and pulled her over: "Shan'er, come with me!"

"But Junior Brother Shen..."

Xia Shan'er's eyes were dim and she didn't want to leave.

"Don't be stupid! Shen Lang risked his life to save your life, hoping that you could value your life, not to let you continue to die!" Ning Xiaoyaojiao scolded, and finally took Xia Shan'er away after a while.

Xia Shan'er's pear blossoms were crying with rain, and her emotions were about to collapse.

Ning Xiaoyao looked back at Shen Lang, and a trace of sadness and loneliness flashed between his eyebrows.

Without thinking too much, Ning Xiaoyao and Xia Shan'er followed the team of monks of the ancient artifact sect.

Soon, all the monks from the ancient artifact sect left Cangluan Mountain.

"Boy, you should be satisfied now, right?" Huang Feng Demon King stared at Shen Lang with a sweet expression and snorted coldly.

Shen Lang's spiritual sense scanned the surroundings and confirmed that the monks of the ancient artifact sect had evacuated a safe distance, and he felt relieved.

Without those monks of the ancient artifact sect, he would be able to let go.

"Hahaha, Chen wants to thank you for giving me this opportunity! Unfortunately, Chen doesn't plan to surrender. If you want to know the secret of the treasure, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Shen Lang grinned and sneered, and used the seven saints' tide viewing map to inflict chaotic spiritual power into the tide viewing map with thunderous speed.

Previously, the remnant souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan entered the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture, which was equivalent to giving Shen Lang a chance to save his life. Shen Lang only needed to activate the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture again to summon the remnant souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan and help him with his help.

"If you don't eat toast, you will be punished for your death!"

After being played with by Shen Lang, the Huangfeng Demon King could no longer bear it. A violent look flashed across his face. His right hand turned into a golden giant claw again, capturing Shen Lang with lightning and thunder.

"Please show the Seven Saints!"

Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and he tried his best to pour chaotic spiritual power into the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Map.

“Buzz!”

With the blessing of a large amount of chaotic spiritual power, the golden light that was as strong as the savage sun was suddenly released from the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture, and seven golden lights rushed out of the painting, turning into the posture of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

The remnant souls of the Seven Saints awaken at this moment.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, seven spiritual pressures surged across the sky and the whole world. A terrifying spiritual pressure storm burst out from the remnant souls of the Seven Saints of Meishan, spreading in all directions like a hurricane, and the demon cultivators on the warship were breathless.

The boss Yuan Hong opened his mouth and spewed out a red and golden beam of light, hitting the golden giant claws attacked by the Yellow Wind Demon King at an almost strange speed.

"Dong!!!"

A roar like a mountain collapsed and cracked the ground was deafening, and the two attack lights flashed, evenly matched.

Yuan Hong's remnant soul made a hasty attack, barely resisting the attack of the Huangfeng Demon King, and said in a deep voice: "My friend Shen Lang, your summoning this time is timely! Tell me, what's the matter with summoning us?"

"Senior Seven Saints of Meishan, please help me kill the group of demon cultivators on the opposite side!"

Shen Lang pointed to the large number of Huangfeng Cave demon cultivators on the dozen spiritual boats opposite and shouted loudly.

"Seven Saints of Meishan?"

The Huangfeng Demon King changed color suddenly.

The ten earth immortal demon cultivators beside them also showed a look of horror.

The Seven Saints of Meishan are the most famous monks in the Meishan Realm except Erlang Shen Yang Jian. Anyone with a deep experience in the earth immortal demon cultivator has probably seen the portraits of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

The seven human figures flying out of the mysterious ancient paintings in front of me are indeed very similar to the legendary Seven Saints of Meishan! This unique sense of pressure from a monk with great supernatural powers does not seem to be fake.

However, unlike the real Seven Saints of Meishan, these "Seven Saints of Meishan" are all in a phantom state, and they are most likely to be the body of a remnant soul.

"Tsk, boy Shen Lang, you'll be stumping us this time!" Jin Dasheng glanced at the lineup of demon cultivators opposite and immediately smacked his lips.

"What are you afraid of? This is the last time that our seven brothers have left in the world. We can do a big fight!" Wu Long shouted loudly.

"Yes, being able to fight before the soul body is destroyed can also be considered as feeling the meaning of being alive!" Yang Xian laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!