Godly Dragon Guard

Just at this critical moment.

Yang Jian suddenly felt the thorns on his back, and his whole body set off an extremely dazzling golden light.

Feeling the master's difficulties, the three-pointed and two-edged sword spirit in Yang Jian's body came out to protect the Lord. The three-pointed and two-edged sword rolled up the golden lightning of the raging waves and attacked Shen Lang with the force of breaking the sky and the earth.

The blade exploded and shot out an extremely violent golden thunder, wherever it went, the space was torn apart, and the power was so powerful that it was heinous!

"boom!!"

With a loud bang, the thunder power rolled up by the three-pointed and two-edged sword forcefully forced Shen Lang back, hitting the giant claw of the bleeding shadow, and hit Shen Lang's chest directly.

Shen Lang's heart was awkward, and he turned his hand to sacrifice the golden dragon spear, and blocked the three-pointed two-edged sword that came straight from him.

"clang!!"

The piercing sound was like piercing gold and cracked stones, extremely sharp and terrifying.

The violent golden lightning burst out, sweeping in all directions.

Each of them shook back dozens of steps before they could stabilize their figures.

Yang Jian's mind was shaken, and he didn't avoid suspicion, and immediately clasped his fists to Shen Lang and said, "Brother Shen has amazing supernatural powers, and Yang Jian will bow down to the wind!"

"Wow!"

The monks watching from below were in an uproar.

Most cultivators never thought that Shen Lang, a rising star who had just entered the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, could actually make Yang Jian surrender. It was really not easy.

Shen Lang frowned and said: "Why Brother Yang said this, you didn't lose."

Yang Jian looked ashamed: "If it wasn't for Yang's Immortal Treasure Tool Spirit Protector just now, Brother Shen's blow would have hurt my body. Yang's cultivation base is much higher than you, so he still has to rely on the immortal bestowed by my teacher. It is extremely embarrassing that Bao can resist the attack of Brother Shen's magical powers by saving himself!"

Shen Lang said solemnly: "Brother Yang doesn't have to be arrogant, Shen can perceive that your physical quality is extremely high, and that fairy weapon will definitely be able to exert tremendous power in your hands."

"If you really fight to death, Shen must not be your opponent, or Brother Yang is too modest." Shen Lang politely hugged Yang Jian in his respect.

I have to say that Shen Lang's emotional intelligence is quite high, and his few words not only won the respect of the monks, but also saved Yang Jian's face and made everyone impressed with him.

Yang Jian also respected Shen Lang more, holding a fist and saying: "Ashamed, if there is a chance in the future, Yang should ask Brother Shen some questions about his practice."

"To each other!"

Shen Lang also smiled and hugged his fists.

The two ended up discussing with each other amicably.

The atmosphere of the banquet was extremely high, and the monks praised Shen Lang loudly.

"Shen Daoist is powerful, but it really makes me wait for an eye-opener!"

"Shen Daoyou has just been promoted to the realm of Hunyuan, he can have such extraordinary combat power, the old man admires it!"

"Hahaha, if Daoist Shen joins the cutting forces, it will definitely be even more powerful."

Shen Lang was still in a good mood to be recognized by the cultivators.

Yang Jian was indeed an open-minded person, and he didn't feel ashamed at all. He also drank a few glasses of spirit wine with Shen Lang, and the relationship between the two became much closer.

The drunk Yang Jian also took Shen Lang to introduce the monks one by one, and Shen Lang also took the opportunity to visit some of the experts in the interpretation, such as the Taoist priest.

The appearance and attire of the Taoist Buddha is very different from that of the ancient Buddha. People have a sense of dignity that can't help being seen squarely.

When Shen Lang shook hands with the Taoist, the glazed lamp hung on the waist of the Taoist suddenly lit up.

At the same time, the coffin palace lantern in Shen Lang's body sealed by the power of time and space seemed to be touched, and he felt a ray of resonance.

"Daoist Shen, it seems that you and I are destined." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of the Taoist's mouth.