"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale.

The five-colored divine light is extremely terrifying and can destroy all things. Even in the ancient spiritual world, it is quite famous divine light and magical powers.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and held up his umbrella suit and tried his best to resist.

"How...how is it possible!" The Mad Venerable, who was originally with a look of evil spirit, instantly frozen in his old face, and almost thought he had seen an hallucination.

He did not hesitate to lose his life span to activate the glass cup, just to kill the man and woman in one blow without leaving any trouble! But he never dreamed that the five-colored divine light could be blocked by the other party.

What kind of treasure is that small seven-color umbrella? The glass cup is just a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure. It can release five-color divine light very little, and it is thin.

The Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella has the ability to absorb and repel magical powers such as light beams. Otherwise, Shen Lang would have no way to block the five-colored divine light by relying on a mere supernatural spiritual treasure that had not been refined.

Finally, Shen Lang blocked all the five-colored divine lights, and his whole body was affected by the divine lights and suffered severe damage.

The Starry Night Armor was also covered with cracks. This treasure suit was destroyed so easily that the terrifying power of the five-colored divine light could be seen.

"Huhh!" Shen Lang gasped, and his body was penetrated by five-colored divine lights, and his flesh was blurred.

The most terrifying thing is that these five-color divine lights will actually erode the flesh and blood, causing the flesh and blood to slowly melt! Fortunately, the Holy Yang War Qi protects the body by itself and barely resists the erosion of the five-color divine lights in the flesh and blood.

"Shen Lang, you are hurt too seriously, let's go!" Su Ruoxue made a quick decision and picked up Shen Lang.

A stream of blood spurted out from the small mouth, forming a blood mist.

Su Ruoxue pointed a little jade finger, and the blood mist immediately turned into a pair of blood-colored wings, condensed on her back.

With his bloody wings slapped, Su Ruoxue hugged Shen Lang and fled towards the horizon.

She knew very well that Shen Lang was seriously injured and was still struggling here, so she and Shen Lang would definitely die! It would be better to leave the thirty-six strategies.

"Want to run?" The Madman Venerable was furious and immediately soared into the sky and chased Su Ruoxue.

Two old men in the Nascent Soul stage looked at me and I looked at you, and they also gritted their teeth and followed.

Although the strength of this pair of men and women frightened them, Shen Lang, the strongest, has been seriously injured. This is a great opportunity to kill this kid! Flying at full speed in the Holy Scar Canyon is a very dangerous thing. If you hit the invisible space crack or encounter the innate clutch light, you will be almost dead and alive.

In times of crisis, Su Ruoxue couldn't take care of that much.

With the help of Su Nu Xuanyin Art, Su Ruoxue's flying speed has reached the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Stop it!" Although the Madness Venerable had a high level of cultivation, he had overdrawn a lot of spiritual power in order to activate the glass cup just now. He could not catch up with Su Ruoxue for a while, and he couldn't help but jumped behind him and cursed.

"Cough cough..." Shen Lang coughed out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his mind was still clear.

He was covered in blood, and the phoenix feathered clothes worn by the woman were covered in Shen Lang's blood.

"Shen Lang, don't scare me!" Su Ruoxue's eyes trembled slightly. Looking at Shen Lang's serious injury, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Why are you crying? I can't die for the time being.

"Shen Lang glanced at the woman's pear blossoms with rain and said weakly.

"What does it mean to be temporary? Stop talking nonsense, you must not die!" Su Ruoxue was almost crying, she gritted her teeth and flew towards the depths of the north side of the canyon.

The Madness Venerable and two Nascent Soul cultivators chased each other relentlessly in the rear.

Moreover, these three guys are cunning and follow Su Ruoxue's flying trajectory, so that they can avoid encountering invisible space cracks.

"Oh shit.

"Shen Lang cursed inwardly, his face extremely gloomy.

Su Ruoxue will definitely not be able to fly like this. There are too many space cracks in the canyon, and it is not a joke. The two of them are easily affected.

The only way to use the thunder escape technique to get rid of these three old things.

Shen Lang used all his strength to circulate the Holy Yang battle energy in his body, and the golden flames spread throughout his body, trying to suppress the injuries in his body.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Swoosh swosh swosh!" Five more escape lights flew from the distance, including five Southern Land Yuanying cultivators led by Qingyang Zhenren, and the black-robed ancestor of the Ghost Immortal Sect was also among them.

“Oops.

"Su Ruoxue's pretty face was extremely pale. The situation was already in danger, but now there are five more tricky guys.

Five Nascent Soul cultivators including Qingyang Zhenren just met this place by chance and suddenly found that Madness Venerable and others were chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

"Huh?" "It's Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, everyone, hurry up and chase me!" The real person Qingyang shouted loudly, and did not ask the reason of the Mad Yan Venerable, and immediately chased Su Ruoxue.

Shen Lang used to kill a early stage of Taiqing Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator on his way to escape. It was a relationship with Taiqing Sect. How could the Qingyang Zhenren let him go?

The black-robed ancestor was stunned, then showed a violent look and said with a crazy laugh: "Haha, Shen Lang, this time I was hit by this ancestor. I want you to die without a place to bury!" The black-robed ancestor's sleeves rolled up and turned into a black cloud, following closely behind Qingyang Zhenren.

Five Nascent Soul-stage monks led by Qingyang Zhenren chased after him.

Seeing this, the Mad Venerable's complexion was a little gloomy.

I thought to myself that the group of people from Qingyang Zhenren came was not the time. If they had come earlier, the two Nascent Soul cultivators in their Ziyun Palace would not have died.

Come here at this time, it's just a snatch of heads.

Shen Lang has many treasures on his body, and if he is divided up by Qingyang and others, he will be a little unwilling to accept it.

The leader of the Twelve Cave Heavens in the Southern Land is the ancestor Qingyuan, and in fact the deputy leader is the real person Qingyang.

The Taiqing Sect has a huge power, and no one dares to disobey these two great monks.

The Mad Venerable sighed in disgrace.

For a time, a total of eight Nascent Soul cultivators were chasing Su Ruoxue.

“I’m grass.

"Shen Lang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that his luck was too good, and his enemy actually appeared in a pot of porridge.

"Shen Lang, what should we do?" Su Ruoxue bit her silver teeth, and her pretty face showed a trace of reluctance.

If she was just chased by the three people just now, she would still be confident to get rid of it.

But now I have encountered Qingyang Zhenren and the old man in black robe, and it is almost impossible to fly.

"Let me shake them away!" Shen Lang forced the injury in his body with the Holy Yang Battle Aura, dragged his wounded body to perform the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit, and transformed into a golden big roc, and grabbed Su Ruoxue on the back of Dapeng with his sharp claws.

The golden feathers of the Great Phang showed a dazzling electric arc, and with a flapping wings, a "boom", they flew thousands of meters away in an instant.

"It's the thunder escape technique, so don't let this guy and woman go!" Qingyang's true face was extremely sinister. Two years ago, he took the lead in chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, but was escaped by the other party.

Just two early-stage Nascent Soul monks escaped from his nose. Zhenren Qingyang felt humiliated and swore in his heart that they must capture these two people this time! "Cloud cart!" Zhenren Qingyang sacrificed a flying ancient treasure in the shape of a windmill.
Chapter completed!