"Shen...Shen Lang!"

Ge Yao turned around suddenly, and immediately took a deep breath of cold air. He subconsciously pulled back, and his old face showed an incredible expression.

Shen Lang poked out his right hand like lightning and pinched his neck tightly.

Ge Yao was caught off guard and was suppressed by Shen Lang. He was so scared that he was so scared that he roared: "Impossible! The leader clearly trapped you in the barrier, why... how could you appear here?"

The other celestial immortal cultivators were frightened when they saw Shen Lang suddenly appear.

"Brother Shen Lang!"

"Senior Brother!"

Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er's daughters watched Shen Lang safely and had a bright starry eye, and she was so excited that she was extremely excited.

Saint Maiden Yaoyue supported the Ancestor Juechen and stood in the distance watching this scene.

"Old Dog Ge Yao, why is this old man here? You won't have to worry about it. This time, I want to see where you, the old dog, can run?"

A grim smile appeared at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, and his right hand was slightly pressed. Ge Yao's neck twisted like dough. He immediately felt the tearing pain and screamed in his mouth.

"The ninth level of celestial immortal art, the spell of the true king of purple Qi!"

In horror, Ge Yao's turbid old eyes were wide open, and his hands quickly formed magic seals.

A dense purple light thread surged out from the magic seal, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

"Hmph, that's all you have!"

Shen Lang showed a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth and sprayed a vortex of flame formed by the Nine Dao True Fire, colliding with the purple light thread, making a series of bursts, and the light surged into the sky.

The golden vortex of flame quickly suppressed the purple light wire and rushed straight to Ge Yao's face.

"ah!!!"

A large amount of Jiuming True Fire hit Ge Yao's head, and Ge Yao made an extremely creepy scream, his hands and feet kept twitching and struggling. His cheeks, hair, and facial features were burning and melting at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Shen Lang's methods are cruel and he is trying to burn Ge Yao to death.

"Brother Shen Lang, good job!"

Xia Ling'er felt relieved and shouted in a slight voice.

"Save me..."

Ge Yao let out a hoarse and painful wail at the peak of the celestial immortal monks around him.

Seeing Ge Yao almost had no power to fight back, he was burned by the Jiuming True Fire released by Shen Lang, the other dozen peak cultivators were all scared to the sky, and without thinking, they ran away!

Just kidding, even the leader of the Green Robe Ancestor did not kill the devil Shen Lang, they could not be Shen Lang's opponent!

Seeing his teammates running all the time, Ge Yao was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"A bunch of scum, do you think you can run away?"

Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy, and he waved his sleeves: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

"Swish swish swish!"

The Tiangang Five Elements Sword broke out and turned into a five-color sword light like a sea of ​​uproaring seas. Countless sword lights flew towards more than a dozen peak cultivators of the celestial immortals who were escaping from afar.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The five-colored sword light that scattered around seemed to have eyes, hitting the dozen celestial immortal cultivators accurately and made a series of roars and explosions like firecrackers.

As the colorful light flashed in the sky, screams followed one after another. The five-colored sword light easily broke through the defenses of these immortal cultivators, and they all strangled their bodies into blood mist!

After one blow, all the immortal cultivators except Ge Yao died, and their spirits and bodies were destroyed.

"Chen... Fellow Taoist Chen, please spare me! As long as you let me go... I am willing to be a slave to my fellow Taoist for life and provide guidance for fellow Taoist in the future..." Ge Yao screamed and made a hoarse voice begging for mercy.

"What qualifications do you have to be my slave, an old dog who sells your ancestors and seeks glory? Or do you just die for me!"

Shen Lang pressed his right hand on Ge Yao's burnt face, and a huge amount of Jiuming True Fire surged out of his palm, and the surging golden flames instantly clinged to Ge Yao's whole body.

"ah!!!"

Amid the extremely shrill screams, Ge Yao's body quickly shrank until it was burned to ashes.

After Shen Lang took away the spoils, he flew to Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er.

"Senior brother, you are finally back. Shan'er is really worried about you!"

Xia Shan'er hugged Shen Lang quickly, her eyes were bright and she said with lingering fear.

"Don't worry about Shan'er, everything is safe."

Shen Lang comforted him softly.

Xia Ling'er said with some shame: "This time I have caused trouble for Brother Shen Lang again. Ling'er is really useless. Fortunately, Brother Shen Lang, you came in time, otherwise the consequences are really unimaginable..."

Shen Lang shook his head: "Don't say that, you're safe."

"Senior brother, how did you escape? What about those surrendered troops?"

Xia Shan'er asked impatiently.

Shen Lang briefly explained the situation to the sisters.

When Xia Linger and Xia Shan'er learned that Shen Lang had repelled Luo Tian Shangxian by his own strength, Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er looked stunned when they heard this.

Although they knew that Shen Lang was very strong, they could not imagine that Shen Lang could defeat Luo Tian Shangxian head-on, and was under the eyes of the surrender army!

However, they also knew that Shen Lang could not tell lies, and he was shocked in his heart.

After the two women knew that the danger was temporarily eliminated, they each breathed a sigh of relief.

Saint Maiden Yaoyue helped Juechen Ancestor to Xia Ling'er and Xia Shan'er, and bowed to the two girls.

The ancestor Juechen also clasped his fists and greeted him.

"Fellow Taoist Juechen, Miss Yaoyue, if you can be safe and sound, Shan'er and I will be relieved."

Xia Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.

The ancestor Juechen sighed, "Shame! Thanks to fellow Taoist Shen's rescue this time, otherwise my old bone would not have come back, and the little girl would probably be defiled by the evil thief."

"The re-creation of Mr. Shen, the little woman remembers it for the rest of her life!"

Saint Maiden Yaoyue bowed to Shen Lang again, and her beautiful eyes flashed with gratitude.

If she was really kidnapped by the Green-robed Ancestor, Saint Yao Yue would not dare to imagine that she would suffer such a nightmare torture.

Saint Maiden Yaoyue was grateful and respectful from the bottom of her heart. In front of her benefactor, she was no longer as cold as before, and she took on a humble and grateful attitude.

"Just go with the flow, you don't have to thank you again and again, let alone Shen failed to support Qixing Mountain in time." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"This matter has nothing to do with fellow Daoist Shen. It is because I was killed by Qixing Mountain! Qixing Mountain has a history of hundreds of generations, and I don't want to be destroyed in my hands. I am really ashamed of my ancestors and my dead disciples. I really deserve to apologize for my death!"

The ancestor Juechen disheveled his hair, clenched his fists, hating his incompetence. Shen Lang frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist Juechen, don't say stupid things. Qixing Mountain was destroyed not because of you, but because of the turmoil of the times. Besides, with so many monks dead in Qixing Mountain, you have to live a good life and find opportunities to sacrifice Qixing Mountain in the future.

The monk takes revenge!”

As soon as these words came out, the ancestor Juechen shuddered all over: "What fellow Taoist Shen taught me is that I am confused!"

"Well said, this hatred is irreconcilable!"
Chapter completed!