With just one blow, all the immortal cultivators were killed.

Such magical powers are not enough to describe them as shocking the world!

"How is this... possible!"

Seeing the hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators he brought to die in an instant, Jin Tianzheng was completely stunned, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with indescribable fear and shock.

It was not until now that he realized that he had miscalculated Shen Lang's strength. This person's combat power had really reached an unimaginable level!

Shen Lang rolled up his sleeves and recycled all the storage rings of the hundreds of celestial immortal cultivators. Then he turned his eyes to Jin Tianzheng and laughed dryly, "Master Jin, it's your turn."

"hiss!"

Jin Tianzheng was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he turned around and ran away.

Just kidding, being an enemy of such a terrifying guy is only a dead end! After seeing Shen Lang's defiant methods, Jin Tianzheng could no longer have a sense of fighting in his heart.

"Since you're here, please stay here!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Shen Lang's mouth, and he turned his hand to use Xuanhua's axe and threw it out with all his strength.

“Hohuh!”

The axe flew out with a golden light soaring into the sky, swung wildly in the air, and flew through the air with a terrifying destructive force and flew towards Jin Zhengtian.

"The ninth level of celestial immortal art, the frost-tone shield!" Jin Tianzheng's spiritual consciousness sensed that a red and golden flying axe was flying behind him at an incredible speed, which scared the dead. In desperation, he tried his best to circulate the chaotic spiritual power of his body to produce a magic seal, and the magic seal gushed out a vortex-shaped cold light.

, a huge crystal shield condensed in front of him, trying to resist the attack of the flying axe.

The next moment.

"Bang!!!"

Xuanhua's axe hit the giant crystal shield, and the explosion was shaking the earth.

The giant crystal shield condensed in a hurry only lasted for a moment, and was broken by the axe blade of Xuanhua's axe, and the crystal shield shattered like a mirror.

Xuanhua hit Jin Tianzheng's neck with an axe, sweeping past like a golden stream of light.

"Puff!"

Jin Tianzheng's head was cut off by Xuanhua's axe, and a large amount of blood and blood splattered everywhere. Blood was like a spring surging at the broken head, extremely tragic!

Perhaps the Xuanhua Axe was blocked by the giant crystal shield, and the flying axe did not completely erase its soul body while cutting off Jin Tianzheng's head.

Jin Tianzheng's head that was cut down was wide open, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he could even make a hoarse beg for mercy: "Give up... life!"

Shen Lang turned into a white light and chased him up. He grabbed Jin Zhengtian's bloody head with one hand, and said without any mercy: "You can't live like this, so why not let me give you a happy ending!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood light emerged from Shen Lang's palm and he used the soul searching technique.

"ah!"

Amid the shrill screams, Jin Tianzheng's residual soul was completely shattered by the energy fluctuations generated by the soul search technique, and his spirit and body were destroyed.

Since Jin Tianzheng's residual soul is not complete, Shen Lang's soul search has not received much information, but he probably learned about the situation of Huanghuaguan and the local monks in Pansiling, and at least he knew that the Red Ling Emperor's Bone Refining Real Person is still there.

"It just so happened that this head was treated as a gift for the imperial daughter."

Shen Lang grinned, put Jin Tianzheng's head in a cloth bag and hung it around his waist.

After doing these things, Shen Lang quickly flew towards the central area of ​​Pansi Ridge.

Half a day later, Shen Lang arrived at Baimu Mountain, and Huanghua Temple was located on the top of Baimu Mountain. Because it was in wartime, Baimu Mountain and several cities outside the mountain were covered by a mountain protection formation. A blood-colored sun appeared above Baimu Mountain. The scorching sun released a strong blood light, covering the whole body.

Under the light.

From the outside, the blood in the Baime Mountain was churning, which was creepy!

"Shura Blood Sun Array!"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. After all, he was the young master of Huanghuaguan. He had been in Huanghuaguan for a while. He knew that Huanghuaguan had been circulating since ancient times, including the Shura Blood Prison Formation, the Shura Blood River Formation, and the Shura Blood Sun Formation. Although the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord was weaker than the Daluo Jinxian at the same realm, the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord had a deep study of the formation method, leaving behind three mysterious immortal formations that could be arranged without too high cultivation. This Shura Blood Sun Formation is among them.

one.

The Shura Blood Sun Formation is a defensive formation, and it is a serious Xuanxian Formation.

According to the news obtained by Shen Lang's soul search, the reason why Pansiling and Huanghuaguan could not be captured for a long time was mainly because the defense of Baimu Mountain's mountain protection formation was too strong.

In order to prevent the surrender of Beijuluzhou from invading Baimu Mountain, the Shura Blood Formation was running day and night, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.

Shen Lang immediately came to the periphery of Shura Blood Sun Formation and whistled to the sky: "Shen Lang is here, please come out and see the emperor's daughter!"

With the thick chaotic spiritual power in his body, Shen Lang's voice spread to the ears of all the monks in Baimu Mountain.

Shen Lang knew that Baimushan was so vigilant that it was not so easy to be released, so he simply notified the daughter of Hong Ling. Although it was a bit rude, it also saved other troubles.

"Young Master!"

"It's the young master's voice!"

"Young Master is back!"

After hearing Shen Lang's voice, monks from Huanghua Temple in Baimu Mountain looked up, surprised and happy.

Suddenly, three huge escape lights rose from the top of Baimu Mountain and rushed to the outer periphery of Shura Blood Sun Formation with lightning speed.

Shen Lang swept his spiritual sense and the three lights flying in were the daughter of the Red Silver Emperor, the Bone Refining Real Man and the Eagle King.

After not seeing each other for 100,000 years, the cultivation of the Red Silhouette Emperor and the Eagle King had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal, and the Bone Refining True Man even reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, whose cultivation level was greatly superior to the past, which surprised Shen Lang.

Maybe it was once upon a time that the peach fruit tree he gave to Huanghuaguan was useful.

Soon, Shen Lang met three people outside the mountain protection formation.

"Shen Lang has met the Supreme Ancestor and the Emperor's Girl!"

Shen Lang respectfully gave a big gift to the Hongling Emperor's daughter and the Bone Refining True Man. It has nothing to do with cultivation, just because these two elders who have cultivated themselves must be respected.

A trace of disbelief flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Hongling Emperor Girl, and she was extremely surprised, and her tone was trembling: "Shen Lang, is it really you? I thought you would never come back!"

Shen Lang looked ashamed and clasped his fists and said, "I only recently learned that Pansiling was in trouble. As the young master of Huanghuaguan, I am indifferent to the sect's experiences over the years. It is really not necessary."

The daughter of the Hongling Emperor was relieved and shook her head and said, "Good disciple, this is not your responsibility, let's talk first!"
Chapter completed!