Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he was not late.

"Senior brother, be careful behind you!"

Before Shen Lang could contact her, Xia Shan'er's pretty face turned pale and hurriedly reminded her.

The middle-aged man in the golden robe behind Shen Lang looked violent and shot out a black nail head as dark as ink.

"call out!"

The nail head was attacking Shen Lang's back like black lightning, which was outrageously fast.

Shen Lang had already discovered that he did not dodge or avoid, and quickly ran the Golden Body Art, and dense golden runes surged out of his body surface.

An astonishing scene appeared.

"bite!!!"

The black nail head hit Shen Lang's back, like an iron nail hitting a hard stone. After a sharp collision sound burst out, it was bounced out.

Shen Lang was safe and sound, and he was not even broken.

"This...this is impossible!"

The middle-aged man in golden robe was so shocked that he took a breath of cold air, almost thinking that he had seen hallucinations.

My "Black Nail" is a consecrated fairy treasure. It can't cause any scars after hitting the opponent's body. This person's body is too hard...

"Shan'er, let me deal with these miscellaneous soldiers first."

Shen Lang smiled at Xia Shan'er's report and turned to face the celestial cultivators in front of him.

Seeing Shen Lang's gentle smile, Xia Shan'er's pretty face was stunned, and then a huge sense of sweet happiness surged into her heart, making her almost fainted.

Xia Ling'er quickly helped Xia Shan'er up and asked worriedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister, I'm not dreaming, are you? Pinch me..."

Xia Shan'er's eyes were blurred, and a silly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Xia Ling'er was a little speechless and pinched Xia Shan'er's white and tender face: "Sister, don't be foolish at this time, we are still on the battlefield! Hurry up and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!"

"Uh-huh!"

Xia Shan'er quickly returned to her senses, called back the flying sword, and took another attacking posture.

Shen Lang's return gave her a great sense of security. Although she is the peak of the immortal cultivation like Shen Lang now, in Xia Shan'er's eyes, Shen Lang is omnipotent!

"This... this person's magical powers are extraordinary. Friends of Taoism quickly launch an attack and kill this person!"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe had cold sweats on his forehead. He felt that Shen Lang was not easy to deal with, so he shouted loudly.

"The eighth-level celestial immortal art, Samadhi True Fire!"

"The ninth level of celestial immortal art, a meteorite descends from the sky!"

"Ice Flame Fan, open!"

All the immortal cultivators dare not underestimate them, and they all used their powerful magical powers or used magic weapons.

For a moment, a scattered attack rushed towards Shen Lang, with a terrifying momentum!

"The mysterious immortal art, thousands of swords return to the sect!"

Shen Lang pointed his right hand towards the sky, and five Tiangang Five Elements Swords with different colors all over his body soared into the sky and turned into a covered sword light. The light burst out from the colorful sword light almost shone the entire battlefield!

The countless sword lights were like storms covering the sky and the sun, and they all rushed towards these celestial immortal cultivators, and in an instant they hit the attacks of many celestial immortal cultivators.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The explosion sounded trembling the earth, and the colorful sword lights kept splitting and bursting. The infinite destructive power generated instantly eroded all magical powers, and flew straight towards the bodies of the celestial immortals with a destructive momentum. Book of Youyuan.

"ah!"

Amid the shrill screams, all these immortal cultivators were swallowed by the omnipresent sword lights, and their bodies were strangled into powder and blood mist, and they died on the spot!

The terrifying five-color sword light swept past like a hurricane, and all the surrendered celestial immortal cultivators around him died, and no one survived!

This scene is more than just crushing!

Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er originally wanted to support Shen Lang, but they never expected that Shen Lang's strength was so strong that he killed more than a dozen masters in the late stage of the celestial immortals and even the peak of the celestial immortals with just one blow!

This terrifying power really shocked Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er, and their mouths couldn't be closed for a long time.

Shen Lang's attack did not stop, and a five-colored sword light rolled up around him and rushed straight to the center of the battlefield.

"Boom boom boom!"

Wherever they passed, all the surrender monks who were affected by the five-colored sword light were crushed into blood mist residue.

The power of this five-color sword light is so powerful that it is outrageous!

Since Shen Lang's cultivation level reached the peak of the celestial immortal, he has been able to use the Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect more easily. Although this technique consumes a great chaotic spiritual power, its power is also amazing!

In fact, with Shen Lang's cultivation level, he can already practice the "Hundred Refining Sword Formation" in the first level of the "Sword of Killing Immortals". The Hundred Refining Sword Formation is equivalent to the powerful enhanced version of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, and is also a top-level mysterious immortal art! The power is far beyond the Hundred Eye Death used by Shen Lang in the form of the Blood Sandal Holy Demon.

The chaotic spiritual power consumed by the Hundred Refining Sword Formation is lower than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect. It also has the ability to trap enemies and defend, and has a wider range of applications.

Unfortunately, since Shen Lang left Huaguo Mountain, he has not had time to study the Hundred Refining Sword Formation. If he could practice this sword formation, his strength should be able to reach a higher level.

Shen Lang is no longer the same as before. Unless he is the real Daluo Golden Immortal, no one can resist his attack.

"Shen Lang, I'll help you too!"

Seeing Shen Lang killing all over the battlefield, Mei'er was unwilling to be lonely and flew out of the spirit beast bag.

"Mei'er, be careful!"

Shen Lang couldn't help but remind him.

"Don't worry, this girl is not as weak as you think.

Mei'er left this sentence and rushed into the battlefield, shouting: "The ninth level of celestial immortal art, Nirvana Yuanguang!"

Suddenly, a large amount of golden light beams appeared in Mei'er's palm. Tens of millions of golden light threads were mixed in the storm, containing powerful destructive energy, and rushed towards the surrender monks from all directions.

"Boom boom boom!"

The harsh roar shook the sky and the earth. The Yuanguang attacked by Mei'er was indeed quite powerful, and it was no problem to compete with the peak monk of the celestial immortals.

Shen Lang felt much more at ease and rushed straight to the center of the battlefield, preparing to support the Saint of Yaoyue and Juechen Ancestor who were preparing to support Qixing Mountain.

Saint Yaoyue is being besieged by three old men at the peak of the immortals in Tianxuan Mountain, and it is difficult to defend.

I don’t know if it was the three old guys who deliberately did it. The dress of the Saint of Yanyue was broken, revealing large areas of snow-white skin and slender white legs. The outline curve was extremely perfect, which made Shen Lang couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

"Beware, some monks are coming!"

"It's actually that devil Shen Lang!"

"How is this devil not dead?"

Three old men at the peak of the immortals in Tianxuan Mountain discovered Shen Lang's rapidly approaching, and their faces changed drastically.

They recognized Shen Lang.

At the beginning, Shen Lang was also the guest of honor for the leader of Tianxuan Mountain, Ge Hong, the leader of Tianxuan Mountain. Later, Tianxuan Mountain suddenly changed a lot. Ge Hong died, and Shen Lang disappeared. He didn't expect that he would appear on the battlefield today!

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Shen Lang had no expression on his face, rubbed his hands, and the sword lights in the sky were like rainstorms, storming towards the three peak immortals of Tianxuan Mountain.
Chapter completed!