When Yin Zhiping came to the bottom of the cliff, he lowered a rope. Shen Lang and Feng Luan took advantage of the rope and climbed to the top of the cliff easily.

Yin Zhiping also went to the top of the cliff with Yin Junjie, who was seriously injured.

From the top of this mountain, you can see fire and black smoke coming from all over Tianji Mountain. Fires are everywhere, fists and feet intersect, and swords and swords.

Shen Lang and Feng Luan did not hesitate and immediately headed towards the battle at the center of Tianji Sect.

Passing through the back mountain, we come to a pond at Tianji Gate.

A martial artist in black dress killed a high-level disciple of the Tianji Sect wearing a green robe. Seeing Shen Lang rushing out, the martial artist in black dress rushed towards Shen Lang quickly again.

"Black Crystal!" Shen Lang's eyes condensed. The black-clothed martial artist's skin turned black and extremely rough, as if he had symptoms after taking Black Crystal.

The black-clothed martial artist slapped Shen Lang with a palm. The other party was only in the middle stage of cultivation. Shen Lang did not dodge and directly slapped a snowflake palm, hitting the black-clothed martial artist's chest.

The martial artist in black was knocked away by Shen Lang's palm and died immediately.

"This is Wang Tiangu's subordinates. Only his people have the sequelae of taking black crystals!" Shen Lang frowned.

"It's their people, they're here just right!" Feng Luan's mouth curled up, and a strong evil aura appeared in her beautiful eyes. She was about to kill the Poison Hand Medicine King! Just as the Poison Hand Medicine King and the three early-stage martial arts practitioners of Tianji Sect were in trouble.

Suddenly, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King looked excited, and he sensed that the soul-eating ghost in his body was a little active.

He had previously laid a mother Gu with the spirit-eroding Gu on Feng Luan. When the mother Gu is very close to the elbow, there will be a sense of mutual response.

This shows that Feng Luan is approaching here! Thinking of Feng Luan's gorgeous face and hot figure, the King of Poison Hands was full of heat. He had long wanted to hold Feng Luan in his arms and kiss her. Unfortunately, Feng Luan's personality was too strong and cold, so he could not move.

The King of Poisoned Hands is full of confidence. Feng Luan is hit by his Spirit-Eating Gu, so he will definitely not be able to play any tricks. Then he will not be able to get it.

On Wang Tiangu's side, the King of Poisoned Medicine didn't want to work too hard. He was slowly fighting with three early-stage martial artists from Tianji Sect, waiting for Feng Luan to come.

The strength of the Poison Hand Medicine King is not high in the mid-term of the Asking Realm.

But after all, he is in the middle stage of the Asking Realm, and the pressure on him to deal with three martial artists in the early stage of the Asking Realm is not very high.

The main reason is that Wang Tiangu is there, the King of Poison Hands does not want to exert his true strength in order to preserve his strength.

Shen Lang and Feng Luan met several black-clothed martial artists along the way, and all shot dead.

"Dad, it seems very dangerous in front of you, let's retreat!" Yin Zhiping carried Yin Junjie on his back and looked at the tragic situation of Tianji Sect's bloody flowing, and his face turned pale.

"Barewell! Why did I give birth to a useless son like you? Hurry up and chase me!" Yin Junjie shouted loudly.

Yin Zhiping had no choice but to bite the bullet and quickly followed Shen Lang and Feng Luan.

A few minutes later, Feng Luan and Shen Lang rushed to a stone bridge in the center of Tianji Sect and saw the poisonous medicine king and three Tianji Sect's early-stage martial artists fighting each other.

Not far away, you can see three elders of Tianji Sect being besieged by a group of martial artists and are struggling to resist.

Seeing Feng Luan coming, the King of Poisoned Medicine was overjoyed. He stopped being low-key. The attack suddenly became fierce. He kicked one martial artist in the lower abdomen, then hit the palms, and slapped the other two martial artists in the chest.

The King of Poison Hands directly knocked the three of them away and vomited blood with one combo.

There is still no comparison between the middle stage of the state of questioning and the early stage of the state of questioning.

"My beauty, you are finally here!" The King of Poisoned Medicine ran towards Feng Luan and rubbed his hands excitedly.

What surprised the King of Poisoned Pharmacy was that there was a young man beside Feng Luan.

The King of Poison Hands could not see Shen Lang's cultivation level, and he was not very surprised. The mental methods of martial arts practiced differently, and some mental methods could actively conceal their breath.

"The King of Poison Hands, today is your death.

"Feng Luan held the soft sword in her hand tightly, and her beautiful eyes were on fire.

Seeing Feng Luan's murderous intention, the expression on the face of the Poison Hand Medicine King was shocked and suspicious. He stared at Feng Luan, sighed and shook his head and said, "Beauty, why are you doing this? As long as you follow me obediently, I will treat you well.

Don’t forget that you still have a spirit-eating pot on your body. As long as I have a thought, you will die soon!" "Haha, the spirit-eating pot you put on her body has been driven away by me.

"Shen Lang shrugged.

"Fart!" The King of Poisoned Medicine looked at Shen Lang with a sinister expression and said coldly: "Boy, no one in the world can solve the spirit-eating Gu under my back, even if it is a master of the Transformation Realm!" "Really?" Shen Lang sneered.

The King of Poison Hands's face was gloomy and thought that something was wrong. He secretly drove the Spirit-Earing Gu Zi Gu, hoping that the Gu insect would attack Feng Luan.

But Feng Luan only looked at him with an expressionless face, but her body did not react at all.

The King of Poisoned Pharmacy was shocked and tried it several times, but Feng Luan still had no reaction.

"No need to try!" Feng Luan sneered secretly, took out a jade box from her arms, opened it, and contained a red insect that was as big as chalk.

The King of Poison Hands widened his eyes and sweated on his forehead, thinking that this was unscientific. If the spirit-eroding Gu was hit, it should not be able to be eliminated. How could he be driven away by a boy? Shen Lang's method of expelling Gu was also learned from the Prince of Medicine Pills, so the King of Poison Hands naturally could not imagine it.

"The King of Poison Hands, I'll die!" Feng Luan's whole body emitted a cold and cold aura, and stabbed the King of Poison Hands with a sword.

The King of Poisoned Hands was frightened and hurriedly avoided the sword.

Feng Luan's soft sword almost stabbed against the face of the Poison Hand Medicine King. If the Poison Hand Medicine King was a little slower, the sword would probably pierce a big hole in his head.

"Swish!" After a sword passed, a sword mark was printed on the face of the poisonous medicine king, and he was still bleeding.

The King of Poisoned Pharmacy was scared and ran away. He thought he was not Feng Luan's opponent.

Feng Luan quickly chased after him, and Shen Lang followed closely behind.

The face of the poisonous medicine king was extremely difficult to see, and he never expected that he would capsize in the gutter.

Feng Luan was in his heyday, and his strength was very terrifying, and even Wang Tiangu's martial artists could not stop it.

Damn, keep the green mountains here, and you are not afraid of burning fire! The King of Poisoned Medicine decided to escape. He had another way to save his life. At the moment, he could only sacrifice his life.

"Stop her!" The poisonous medicine king shouted loudly, waved his black robe, and a group of black insects with shimmering shells rushed towards Feng Luan, chasing behind him like crazy.

After using this move, the poisonous medicine king showed a trace of flesh pain on his face. This crust Gu was a treasure that he had been raising for decades, and he was squandered all of them.

Feng Luan hurriedly waved his soft sword, trying to disperse these insects.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Unexpectedly, these insects had extremely high defense. They were shocked by the sword energy and only sparks appeared in the face of the face. They were not dead, and they rushed towards Feng Luan crazy.
Chapter completed!