Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

"If I were Bai Qianren, I would kill him right now with one palm. Don't tell me whether it's fair or not. Shen Lang sitting there comprehending the stone tablet is the biggest injustice to Bai Qianren!"

The man waved his arms, his expression was excited, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he was Bai Qianren, in extreme anger.

"That's right, Bai Qianren is a killing god. He has never been soft-handed over the years. Shen Lang just waits for death there!"

The man who said this gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, his face full of ferociousness, as if he had seen Shen Lang's tragic end.

"If you do too much evil, you will die. If it's not your opportunity, it's useless to force it. If Shen Lang had been honest and waited for Bai Qianren, they would have lined up after they finished using it. Wouldn't he have been able to comprehend it just the same?"

The man held his hands in front of his chest, with a look of indifference and disdain, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction and accusation of Shen Lang.

In the end, these people just can't stand Shen Lang doing well.

Xue Yameng has always been eloquent, and at this moment, she did not hesitate to confront these people and scolded them back fiercely.

"Why are you pretending to be a role model here? Since you are so humble and polite, what are you fighting for? What resources are you fighting for? Just give them all to others."

Xue Yameng's eyebrows were raised, her eyes were wide open, and she glared at those people. Her voice was crisp and loud, full of anger and disdain.

"You just need to try to clap louder when others succeed in ascending. Whoever can't do it has no right to speak here now!" Xue Yameng put her hands on her waist, raised her chin slightly, and looked proud.

Xue Yameng was like a hot pepper with high morale. Her sharp words made these people speechless and almost choked to death.

After making those people blush and embarrassed to speak, Xue Yameng's eyes immediately stared at the suspended mirror, her eyes full of tension and worry.

She bit her lips tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and kept praying in a low voice: "Shen Lang, wake up! Wake up!"

Those who were speechless were also embarrassed at this time, but soon turned their eyes to the suspended mirror, with the same eagerness in their eyes, silently praying in their hearts that Shen Lang would wake up soon.

And Shen Lang had successfully passed the second level set by the stele spirit and successfully reached the third level.

This level tests the sword intention.

To put it more simply, it is to test Shen Lang's actual operation ability.

Just now, it was a theoretical assessment, and now it requires Shen Lang to actually display the sword skills in the technique.

It must not be just empty talk about theory, but not put it into practice, and become a so-called "master" who is only in name and can only talk about it on paper.

For Shen Lang, this was not a difficult task either.

Just now, in the system's deduction world, Shen Lang had been practicing for hundreds of years.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Shen Lang carefully shaped a soul sword with his extremely powerful spiritual power.

He looked focused, his eyes fixed on the sword, as if he had poured all his will into it.

With a low shout, he swung out a sword with a whistling momentum that had experienced the vastness of time.

This sword seemed to contain endless power and could break through all obstacles.

Outside Shen Lang's sea of ​​consciousness, Bai Qianren held his own life spirit sword tightly with both hands, his face was gloomy like dark clouds, his steps were heavy and slow, and he gradually approached Shen Lang step by step.

When the tip of the spirit sword passed through the stones on the ground, it made a sharp and piercing sound, which was particularly thrilling in this silent atmosphere.

Soon, the sword in Bai Qianren's hand, which was emitting a cold light, was only one step away from Shen Lang.

Everyone present widened their eyes, their eyes full of tension and panic. "Shen Lang is dead now!"

The people beside him quickly covered his mouth, "Shh, don't make a sound!"

They held their breath. At that moment, their hearts seemed to be suddenly raised to their throats by an invisible big hand, and they waited nervously for Bai Qianren's next move.

"According to Bai Qianren's personality, he obviously prefers to kill with one move."

"It's hard to say. Who knows what he will do if he hates someone to the extreme. Bai Qianren has always been cruel and ruthless. I'm afraid Shen Lang is in danger!"

The overall scale of the sect where Bai Qianren is located is more powerful than that of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

This sect has a clear advantage in terms of the number of masters in the sect, the cultivation resources it has, and the richness of the secret manuals of the skills.

Perhaps, this sect really has enough strength to protect him and enable him to avoid the desperate and crazy revenge from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

Even if Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is furious and wants to take revenge on Bai Qianren, this sect can protect him with its own strong foundation and majesty.

"No..." Xue Yameng's voice trembled with deep fear and worry.

Her face was pale, her eyes were fixed on the sword in Bai Qianren's hand, her body unconsciously leaned forward slightly, her hands clasped together on her chest, and she kept praying, "Don't, don't..."

Her lips trembled more and more, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At this moment, suddenly, a figure flashed out like lightning and stood firmly in front of Shen Lang.

The disciples of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion were stunned at first, and then they almost cheered excitedly: "It's Murong Jian!"

Xu Tianqi secretly made up his mind that the disciples of Dark Emperor Sect would be his brothers in the future!

In the stone tablet space.

Before Bai Qianren, the person involved, spoke, Tian Qingbo, the annoying guy who was like a shit-stirring stick, could not wait to question Murong Jian:

"What does this have to do with you? If you know what's good for you, just get out of the way!"

Tian Qingbo's face was full of arrogance and arrogance, his eyes were wide open, and he pointed at Murong Jian with an extremely bad tone.

Murong Jian stubbornly stood in front of Shen Lang, refusing to give in, and said firmly: "Shen Lang did take advantage of this matter. After all this is over, you can ask him to compensate you in any way you want."

Murong Jian's face was full of determination, his eyes stared straight at Tian Qingbo, his posture was as straight as a pine tree.

"But now, you absolutely cannot touch him." Murong Jian emphasized again, his voice slightly raised, with an unquestionable momentum.

Bai Qianren's face suddenly darkened, and he said very unhappily: "Are you determined to go against me?"