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Old Ancestor also said: “Yes, this kid is better protected. If the Golden Flame Peacock really chased it, wouldn’t it happen that we killed this kid? The other party’s intention? We also want to save face, so we can’t make Monster Race laugh.”

Bing Grandmother of Flowers had a gloomy face and stopped talking.

Heavenly Sword daoist said to Shen Lang with a kind face: “Don’t worry, little friends, we won’t hurt you.”

“If Senior can take in, Junior is grateful. Endless.” Shen Lang cup one fist in the other hand said.

Speaking of this, Shen Lang has decided in his heart that he will not rely on these guys from the Moon-Baining Alliance.

Shen Lang is very disgusted that his life is in the hands of others. Under these old bastard’s hands, he still doesn’t know what he will end up with.

“What else the little friend knows, you can tell me in detail.” Heavenly Sword daoist lightly said with a smile.

Shen Lang talked eloquently, telling Heavenly Sword daoist about some terrain, main buildings, defense mechanisms, and array restrictions everywhere in Northern Domain Monster Race.

Before leaving, he said the teleport hub of Northern Domain Monster Race one after another.

In fact, in his words, he deliberately stirred up Divine Transformation Stage Cultivator such as Heavenly Sword daoist to attack Northern Domain Monster Race. But Shen Lang spoke carefully, not at all let Heavenly Sword daoist and the other two Divine Transformation Stage Cultivators catch the handle.

Heard Shen Lang said that Heavenly Sword daoist was really moved.

This is indeed the best time to attack Northern Domain Monster Race. If the Northern Domain Monster Race were to die, their Hanyue Continent would lose a powerful hostile force.

Wandu Old Ancestor can’t wait to enter the Northern Domain Monster Race now to grab resources.

But Heavenly Sword daoist is still quite cautious. He is worried that once the Northern Domain Monster Race is really captured by a human cultivator, it will inevitably make the Arctic Ice Field Monster Race nervous.

Because this is equivalent to sending out a signal that “human cultivator wants to kill Monster Race”, getting into the Arctic Ice Field Monster Race may cause more trouble.

In short, all decisions are still waiting for the golden flame peacock to come to the door.

“Boy, what you said is true?” Bing Grandmother of Flowers gave Shen Lang a gloomy look, and she was startled.

“haha, Bing Fellow Daoist Hua, don’t scare this little friend.” Heavenly Sword daoist said with a laugh.

Bing Grandmother of Flowers coldly snorted and said: “hmph, the old man never trusts words from outsiders. Boy, what you’d better say is true. If you dare to deceive us, the old man will let him You die without a burial site!”

Shen Lang brace oneself said: “Senior is too worried, Junior dare not make a lie.”

Heavenly Sword daoist said to Shen Lang with a smile: “Shen Lang, don’t panic, we will naturally keep you safe. During this time, please stay in my North Sword Sect for the time being. Even if that golden flame peacock has the courage, he dare not do well I broke into Sword Sect North.”

“Thanks Senior. But Junior has something to ask for!” Shen Lang hurriedly said.

“What’s the matter?” Heavenly Sword daoist asked his beard.

“Junior was restrained by the golden flame peacock. Within the body, a small amount of monster qi was born, which has been difficult to disperse. Therefore, the golden flame peacock can always sense the position of Junior. Junior urges Senior to help me. Dispel the monster qi from the body.” Shen Lang said solemnly.

“oh?”

Heavenly Sword daoist raised his eyebrows and immediately grabbed Shen Lang’s wrist to get his pulse.

“Sure enough, there is the animal monster qi of Jinfeng! It’s okay, this monster qi is also relatively weak. It is not difficult to be an old man.”

Heavenly Sword daoist moved towards Shen directly Lang’s body shot a white aura, and the white aura was instantly absorbed by Shen Lang’s body.

Shen Lang feels soaked in the hot spring, very comfortable. The white aura that entered the body instantly reached the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, colliding with the monster qi remaining in the Golden Flame Peacock.

After enduring a certain degree of pain, Shen Lang within the body’s golden flame peacock monster qi was finally cleared by the white aura, and his body relaxed.

“Thanks Senior for treatment.” Shen Lang was overjoyed, and he finally solved the scourge.

Now that the monster qi within the body is completely eliminated, the Golden Flame Peacock should not be able to perceive his direction through divine sense. Although it is still far from regaining freedom, at least it will not be caught by the Golden Flame Peacock, which can be regarded as eliminating a scourge.

“My friend Shen Lang, your fleshy body cultivation is pretty good. I think the main mental method you must practice has something to do with body refinement?”

Heavenly Sword daoist is very meaningful He glanced at Shen Lang. When he was treating Shen Lang just now, he found that this kid’s physique was far from comparable to the ordinary Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. Even the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator of body refinement might not have such a strong fleshy body.

“Senior bright vision like a torch, it does have a relationship.” Shen Lang fooled around casually.

Heavenly Sword daoist is very curious about Shen Lang cultivation’s main mentality, but because of his identity and face, he also asked a junior sorry.

I didn’t think too much, Heavenly Sword daoist warned repeatedly to Situ Ling: “disciple, you first take the little friend Shen Lang to North Sword Sect, and settle him down.”

” Yes, Master.”

Situ Ling bowed, and then led Shen Lang out of the great hall.

After leaving the great hall of the main altar of the Baiyue League, Situ Ling said coldly to Shen Lang: “Fellow Daoist Shen, you better keep up with me. I don’t like and the others. “

tone barely fell, Situ Ling turned into a blue light and flew towards the west of the sky, speeding up to a jaw-dropping realm.

Shen Lang saw him flying so fast and immediately caught up with him at full speed.

Situ Ling flew so fast, he obviously wanted to show it in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was a bit speechless, thinking that Situ Ling, like the rumors, likes to compete.

Reminiscing that he was blackmailed by Situ Ling from a fake Great Desolate Spirit Treasure just now, Shen Lang was upset in his heart, so naturally he was not to be left behind, and was ready to let this guy deflate.

Situ Ling is Wind Attribute changed to Mutated Spiritual Root, and the main method of cultivation has a considerable bonus to escape speed.

He is confident that his escape speed is Number One Person under the Divine Transformation Stage, and no Nascent Soul Stage cultivator can keep up with his speed.

Just now, his Master Heavenly Sword daoist praised Shen Lang fleshy body cultivation as good, which made Situ Ling very upset. You know that his Master Heavenly Sword daoist has always been strict and rarely praises him so much.

Situ Ling was a little unbalanced, so she wanted to show off in front of Shen Lang so that the other party would know how awesome he is.

In fact, although Situ Ling’s escape speed is fast, Shen Lang’s spiritual root potential is as high as 99 points, and his spirit strength is pure. His escape speed in a human form is not much worse than Situ Ling’s.

Shen Lang wanted Situ Ling to squat, pretending to chase the opponent, but in fact, when the opponent flung himself a certain distance, he changed the direction and flew towards the north Sword Sect.

He used the Blood Spirit Nine Transformation to transform into Lei Peng, and kept Lei Peng’s body at its smallest size, spurring the Thunder Escaping Technique to fly at full speed.

Situ Ling had long been gone after seeing Shen Lang behind him, his face couldn’t help showing contempt, secretly thought: “I was easily thrown away by this Young Master so quickly, it’s crippled! There is no ability. Why is it worth the Master to praise him?”

When Situ Ling was proud, he didn’t bother to care about Shen Lang behind, each minding their own business flight.

After flying for about ten minutes, he finally reached the gate of North Sword Sect, just as he was about to catch his breath.

“Situ Fellow Daoist, you are finally here, Shen has I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

See Shen Lang at the top of a huge rock outside the mountain gate Sitting, said without a smile, he seemed to be lazily waiting for Situ Ling to return.

“You!”

When Situ Ling saw this, turn pale with fright, and pointed to Shen Lang speechless.

How the hell is this possible? Hasn’t this guy been thrown away by himself long ago?