"Didn''t you say that after solving the matter of yumudong blessed land, you can improve your accomplishments to the Xuanwu realm? Why did you rush to the Xuanwu realm? In this case, how can you protect the disciples of Wuzong according to the rules of yumudong blessed land?"
In the sealed Tianding, Nalan Ziyan finally couldn''t help asking.
Shen Lang said, "I don''t want to be a nanny. In recent months, the disciples have greatly improved their equipment and cultivation. I don''t have to say that I have to protect them one by one."
"In troubled times, people rely on themselves. Personal strength is too weak. Even if you protect them, how many people can you protect?"
"After subduing Lord evil eye before, I was thinking about improving my accomplishments... Through the talent and power of evil eye, I will equip each disciple with a powerful monster at that time, which is enough to enable them to protect themselves in the blessed land of Yumu Cave... If they can survive like this, I can''t blame anyone."
"What''s more, jingle suddenly appears. Her accomplishments have reached the level of Wang Wujing. Let alone snatch her back from the unknown forces. It''s lucky to escape her poison now. If you don''t improve her accomplishments, she can only catch up with heaven and earth in the future."
Nalan Ziyan in Feng Tianding sighed and said, "that''s the only way... By the way, aren''t you going to Yinyue cemetery? There''s a fight between the strong Wang Wujing over there. What are you going to do? You think there''s an old ape, so you''re not afraid of anything?"
Shen Lang smiled mysteriously and said, "in an extraordinary period, I need very help. It''s a coincidence that the two fighting over there are my help."
Shen Lang didn''t tell Nalan Ziyan. At the moment when the seal came out, he had noticed the abnormality and probably guessed who the two fighting here were.
At the moment of his seal, two things in the sea changed.
One of them is a keepsake given to Shen Lang by Lei Yanzi, the polar emperor of the northern underworld. It looks like a thunder sword made of wood.
With the thunder sword on him, any disciple of the northern underworld jitianzong within 500 miles will feel it and come to defecte.
The stronger Beiming jitianzong can even sense the existence of Lei Jian thousands of miles away and identify the specific location of Shen Lang
The Beiming Jitian sect, known as the strongest legendary sect, although fragmented and disappeared, only a thunder sword shows its profound heritage and unpredictable strength.
When Shen Lang walked out of the seal, the thunder sword changed sharply. Not only the light rose sharply, the force of thunder surged out, but also turned slowly, and the sword tip pointed directly to the northeast of the barren land.
As for the other, it was the jade amulet handed over by Zhuge Xianer to Shen Lang.
Jade talisman in hand, Zhuge Xianer''s "night soul" members dare not obey.
This jade talisman also has the function and function similar to the thunder sword, but the effect is a little different.
Only within a distance of 150 Li can members of "night soul" vaguely sense the existence of Shen waves, which is far less exaggerated than Lei Jian.
Now Lei Jian and Yu Fu are changing at the same time, pointing to the northeast of the barren land, where the two strong men fight.
Not surprisingly, the two fighting over there are likely to be one of the disciples of the northern underworld polar sect and one of the four heavenly kings of night soul.
After Shen Lang flew more than 100 miles to the northeast of the barren land, the aftermath of the battle between the two strong men in front has had a great impact. Shen Lang flies forward, just like sailing against the current. The farther forward, the greater the resistance in front.
The speed of the ghost King slowed down.
After flying more than 30 miles, Shen Lang''s eyebrows could not help wrinkling... After arriving here, the difficulty of moving closer has increased a lot!
The two people in front don''t know what hatred they have. They all go all out.
It''s a mountain collapse, the wind and cloud change color!
High above the sky, it seems that there are surging and roaring waves, and the terrible energy is raging madly, surging madly in all directions.
Thirty or forty miles away, although some people are paying attention, no one dares to approach at all.
"Damn it, did these two take the wrong medicine and fight here... If they attract the attention of the dark forces deep in the hidden moon cemetery, it will be a lot of trouble at that time!"
Although Shen Lang used the power of Xingtian war armor to rebound most of the energy impact.
But when they rushed to the position five or six miles away from the two people, they were floating and difficult to move forward!
"Die!"
Shen Lang faintly heard the roar ahead, and another storm surged in.
Some strong men watching the war in the distance noticed the emergence of Shen Lang, and their faces suddenly became strange.
"Where did that boy come from? When Wang Wujing fought against the strong, he wanted to run into the war circle? Don''t you know how to write the word death?"
"I don''t know which force''s disciple I am, but I''m still young, but I''m already a cultivation achievement in the Xuanwu realm at this age. I''m extremely talented!"
"Hey, hey, if he was extremely talented, he wouldn''t be so stupid to rush into the battle circle of Wang Wujing''s strong... Move forward, after all, he will be bombarded by the shock wave of the war between the two strong men, and there will be no burial place at that time!"
In the discussion of these people, two vague figures, wrapped by powerful spiritual power, brought out the sound of breaking wind and flashed out.
Finally, they collided like stars!
The fierce storm swept away in all directions.
As soon as Shen Langgang flew in, a gust of cold wind blew, and the huge spiritual power pounded on the Xingtian war armor.
Xingtian battle armor released a light mask in an instant to resist the impact of this huge storm.
The storm didn''t do any harm to Shen Lang, but when such a powerful force bombarded him, Shen Lang immediately turned back and rolled out like catkins in the wind.
Although he was wearing Xingtian battle armor and was not afraid of the energy impact from such a distance, he also looked a little embarrassed.
In the distance came the sound of laughter.
But those strong people who watched the play noticed Shen Lang''s embarrassment and couldn''t help laughing.
"Damn it! These two guys seem to be angry. One move is one, and the energy fluctuation is so strong."
It was not easy to stabilize his body in the air. Shen Lang looked at it a little angrily.
I saw the two figures. One was crisscrossed with lightning, just like a Thor, and the other was wrapped in black clouds. I couldn''t see my body shape at all. I was very happy with the constant impact and collision between each other.
"The two of them are fighting. It''s really hard to get close..."
Shen Lang sighed here. The two people in front tore the obstacles of space like lightning. In an instant, they collided with each other again!
Dayton time, like a volcanic eruption, another powerful storm swept through!
"What trouble..."
Shen Lang shook his head and did not want to. He took out the immortal sky knife. The light of the knife flashed and tried his best to cut it out in front!
The idea of killing the sword swept out, but the clouds moved in ten directions and the thunder roared 1
A sabre Qi that dominates the world was born in the air, and instantly cut off the terrorist energy surging in front.
In everyone''s incredible eyes, the knife cut through the terrible storm, as if the turbulent sea had been split in two, clear!
"Stop it!"
Cut out this knife, Shen Lang rushed forward for more than 500 meters, operated his spiritual power and drank violently!
The two men in the front war were stunned. Their bodies suddenly separated. They were all suspended in the air and looked at Shen Lang in surprise.
With the induction of Lei Jian and Yu Fu, these two people certainly know Shen Lang''s identity.
They all thought that their reinforcements had arrived.
The people of night soul have known Shen Lang''s affairs and the strength and terror of Shen Lang long ago;
The people of the northern netherworld polar Tianzong know that the person who owns the thunder sword will be the Savior of the northern netherworld polar Tianzong... This is the only person who can make them no longer wander around like a lost dog!
Therefore, although both of them have felt the cultivation of six heavy heaven in shenlang Xuanwu realm, they dare not look down on him at all.
They all think they have a strong help from their side!
"Shit, who the hell is this boy? He really wants to intervene in the struggle between Wang Wujing and the strong?"
"I know the three holy bronze sect and the gifted children of various aristocratic families. I''ve never heard of such a person. He''s really bold... He doesn''t know. Can those two strong Wang Wujing wave their hands and make him doomed?"
"He killed himself. No wonder others. But it''s a pity that he is so talented..."
On the other side, Shen Lang was relieved to see that both of them had stopped.
He floated quietly in the air and looked at the two people in front.
There was a man on the left, and the black cloud dissipated slowly, revealing the body shape of a woman in black.
Take a closer look, the black cloud is not a cloud, but countless black petals
This woman, whose forehead is like the moon and her eyes are like stars, has an elegant temperament. At this time, she is also silently looking at Shen Lang;
On the right is a strong man. He looks like he is only in his thirties. He is strong and has a big sword on his back. His eyes are as bright as a star boat, majestic and like the God of war.
The two men looked at Shen Lang and looked very strange.
First surprise, then surprise, and then doubt.
Shen Lang took the knife back into the scabbard and said calmly, "it''s all our own people. What''s it like to fight around?"
Both of them were startled and looked at each other with a look of surprise and doubt.
"Give me your name," Shen Lang said indifferently.
The woman on the left bowed slightly, saluted Shen Lang and said, "flower soul, have you seen your excellency!"
"The four heavenly kings, one is Lengyue, the other is huahun, and the other two are not called wind knives and frost swords?" Shen Lang muttered suspiciously.
The "night soul" under Zhuge Xianer''s forces, the four strongest are Wang Wujing.
So Shen Lang can be sure that the flower soul in front of him is also one of the four heavenly kings.
The flower soul smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "what adults expect is not bad at all. The other two are really called wind sword and frost sword. Our names are all given by miss."
The lady in her mouth is naturally Zhuge Xianer.
Shen Lang nodded and turned his eyes to the man of Beiming jitianzong.
The man''s performance is much more exaggerated than the flower soul.
He looked at Shen Lang with red eyes. Seeing that Shen Lang looked at him, he suddenly knelt on his knees in the void and said in a loud voice, "disciple Jun qianshang, see your excellency!"