Although he wanted to be low-key, he really couldn't stand this anger.

Shen Lang was already very hating to the people of the Murong family. What kind of cat and dog dared to scold him for being useless? Seeing Shen Lang suddenly appear, a group of martial artists in the Murong family were shocked and showed a surprised expression.

"Shen Lang, are you still alive?" Murong Feng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he was also secretly happy.

This kid escaped into the Wujin Desert with the female cultivator with the Blood-Shaped Body. Life and death are unknown. Since Shen Lang is not dead, the female cultivator with the Blood-Shaped Body is likely to be alive.

If Shen Lang captured and brought it back to the Great Elder, it would definitely be a great achievement! "No, I won't die so easily!" Shen Lang sneered.

Li Qing hurriedly walked up and gritted his teeth to apologize: "Cheng...Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I accidentally exposed your news just now. I, Li Qing, deserve to die! But Brother Chen, don't worry, Tianjian Sect will definitely protect you and promise not to let the Murong family touch you.

"Forget it, things have happened, so there is no need to say much.

"Shen Lang waved his hand, his face obviously a little unhappy.

Although Li Qing has no malice, his IQ is simply unsatisfactory.

Li Qing looked a little embarrassed, thinking that at that time, he would have to let the sect leader and master keep Shen Lang at all.

"Haha, are you that Shen Lang?" Murong Jun glanced at Shen Lang, and then his face changed: "You have actually broken through the late stage of the Transformation Realm!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.

The martial artists from those big families and sects looked at Shen Lang, showing an incredible expression.

It is said that Shen Lang is only in his twenties, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the realm of transformation. It is simply unimaginable. This is too evil, right? "So what? You just said I am a waste? You have the courage to report it!" Shen Lang glanced at Murong Jun with a gloomy face.

Murong Jun smiled disdainfully and said contemptuously: "I will not change my name or surname if I do not change my name, but Murong Jun is the same.

Shen Lang, everyone says that you are the most talented person in Linhai and Tianshan Mountains, but this young master is the first to dissatisfied.

"Although Murong Jun is extremely conceited, his talent is indeed extraordinary. He also practiced the Murong family's superb heaven-level upper-level martial arts, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which has been passed down from ancient times.

He is equipped with several kinds of holy weapons, and this person's combat power and even the martial arts practitioners in the late stage of the realm are even stronger.

But in front of Shen Lang, he could only be considered a garbage.

"Which onion are you?" Shen Lang sneered and looked at him disdainfully.

"That's right, you're nothing!" Li Qing spat out loud.

Murong Jun's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and shouted: "Since that's the case, the surname Chen, do you dare to duel with me! Don't think that you are in the late stage of the realm of transformation. I'm afraid of you. I will let you know the gap in strength between us!" Shen Lang sneered in secret. Such an idiot dared to wander in front of him, and Shen Lang didn't mind teaching him how to be a human being.

Just at this moment, a large group of martial artists from the Palace of Paradise walked quickly forward.

The leader of the Wu Xiu, who was in the late stage of the Realm of Transformation, pointed at Shen Lang and shouted: "My surname is Chen, how dare you come here? Hand over the treasured mother dragon teeth dart from the palace of the Jile Palace, otherwise my Jile Palace sect will tear you into pieces!" Shen Lang glanced at the group of Wu Xiu from Jile Palace, and a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that these enemies were one after another.

If you really want to start, he will kill a few! "There are a group of scumbags in the Jile Palace, don't be rampant! Shen Lang is our Yi family. Whoever dares to touch him? First ask our Yi family whether to agree!" An angry voice came from the crowd.

Yi Tianfeng led more than 30 elders of the Yijiahua Realm to come over.

"Uncle Tianfeng.

"Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and the Yi family came indeed.

Li Qing whispered loudly: "Shen Lang is the great benefactor of our Tianjian Sect. Whoever dares to touch him is to go against our Tianjian Sect!" "Wow!" Everyone was in an uproar, and this matter seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

The martial artists from Jile Palace and Murong's family looked a little ugly.

"Don't be impatient, this is the foot of Diancang Mountain. If the battle here triggers a ban, it will harm everyone.

"A martial artist from the late stage of the Wang family's realm spoke out.

"Yes, you will avenge your grudges again. Don't break the rules!" A female martial artist from the Liu family hummed with an unhappy face.

There is no fighting at the foot of Diancang Mountain, and this rule has been established since ancient times.

Under pressure, the martial arts cultivators in the Palace of Peace had to retreat obediently, and when they left, they stared at Shen Lang with anger.

Shen Lang is no longer the kind of state that he can only conceal and escape. Now he wants to take revenge, at least he must first kill all the martial arts practitioners in the Murong family and the Jile Palace.

"If you have the surname Chen, don't be arrogant. When you come out of Diancang Mountain, you will be your death!" Murong Jun roared angrily.

Shen Lang sneered disdainfully: "Murong Jun, maybe you were killed by me in Diancang Mountain, and you still want to come out alive?" "You!" Murong Jun was furious and couldn't speak. This kid was so arrogant that he wanted to kill him with one knife.

Murong Feng pressed Murong Jun's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Jun'er, don't act irritating.

After entering Diancang Mountain, we have some ways to capture this kid alive.

"Yes, Master.

"Murong Jun glanced at Shen Lang with a resentful look on his face, and took a breath first.

Shen Lang sneered in his heart. When he entered Cangshan, he must give the Murong family a big gift! "Nephew Shen Lang, you are safe and sound, it's great!" Yi Tianfeng was overjoyed.

A group of elders from the Yi family's transformation realm also showed surprises. They thought Shen Lang had long died in the Wujin Desert.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang not only did not die, but also broke through the late stage of the realm of transformation. This cultivation speed was unimaginable and was simply outrageous.

"Actually, it's a disaster, thank you for your concern.

"Shen Lang smiled and asked, "By the way, Uncle Tianfeng, is my father okay?" "This..." Yi Tianfeng frowned and then whispered: "Nephew, let's go to a secluded place first, and I will tell you things slowly."

"Shen Lang nodded immediately and followed Yi Tianfeng to a remote hillside.

Yi Tianfeng told Shen Lang that Chen Canghai had gone to the Wujin Desert. Shen Lang frowned, but he didn't expect such a misunderstanding.

He and Su Ruoxue were clearly safe, but Chen Canghai went to the Wujin Desert.

When Shen Lang was walking through the Wujin Desert before, he did not meet Chen Canghai. The vast desert is the probability of the two meeting.

However, since his father has broken through the middle stage of the virtual realm and has gone to the Wujin Desert so decisively, he must have the means to save his life.

Shen Lang thought that after this treasure hunt was over, he had to return to the Wujin Desert as soon as possible to find Chen Canghai.

"My nephew, when the treasure hunt is over, you can go back to Yi's house directly.

"Yi Tianfeng said immediately.

"No, I won't go back to the Yi family for the time being, nor can I go back, otherwise it will affect the Yi family.

If I break through the virtual realm one day, it will not be too late to return to Yi's house.

"Shen Lang said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!