Chapter 1825: Clear the evil spirit

The ancestor of Wandu also said: "Yes, this kid is better protected. If the Golden Flame Peacock really chases over, knowing that we killed this kid, wouldn't it just happen to the other party? We worship the moon alliance also to save face Yes, you can't make the Yaozu laugh."
Granny Binghua's face was gloomy and she stopped talking.
Majestic Heavenly Sword said to Shen Lang kindly: "Don't worry, little friend, we won't hurt you."
"If the senior can take in, the junior will be grateful." Shen Lang clasped his fist.
Speaking of this, Shen Lang had already decided in his heart that he would not rely on these guys from the Moon-Baining Alliance.
Shen Lang was very disgusted that his life was in the hands of others. Under the hands of these old people, he still didn't know what he would end up with.
"You can tell me what the little friend knows." The real Heaven Sword smiled lightly.
Shen Lang talked freely, telling the real man of Heaven Sword about some of the terrain, main buildings, defense mechanism, and various formation restrictions of the Monster Race in the Northern Territory.
And before he left, he explained the transfer hub of the Northern Territory Monster Race one by one.
In fact, in his words, he deliberately provokes the minds of the Heavenly Sword Real Human and other god-level monks to attack the Northern Territory Monster Race. But Shen Lang spoke carefully, and did not let the real person of Heavenly Sword and the other two cultivators grasp the handle.
Hearing what Shen Lang said, Majestic Heavenly Sword was really moved.
This is indeed the best time to attack the Monster Race of the Northern Territory. If the Northern Territory Demon Race were to die, their Hanyue Continent would lose a powerful hostile force.
The ancestors of Wandu can't wait to enter the Northern Territory Monster Race now to grab resources.
However, Madam Tianjian was still quite cautious. He worried that once the monsters of the Northern Territory were captured by human monks, it would inevitably make the monsters of the Arctic Ice Field nervous.
Because this is equivalent to sending out a signal that "the human monk wants to kill the monster race", and getting into the Arctic ice field may cause even greater trouble.
In short, all decisions must wait for the Golden Flame Peacock to come to the door.
"Boy, what you said is true?" Granny Binghua gave Shen Lang a gloomy look, and she was startled.
"Haha, Daoist Binghua, don't scare this little friend." The real Heavenly Sword laughed.
Granny Binghua snorted coldly: "Hmph, the old man never trusts words from outsiders. Boy, what you'd better say is true. If you dare to deceive us, your old man will leave you dead without a place to bury you!"
Shen Lang bit his scalp and said, "Senior is too worried, and the junior dare not make half a false statement."
The real Heaven Sword smiled to Shen Lang and said, "Little friend Shen Lang, don’t panic, we will naturally keep you safe. During this time, please stay at my North Sword Gate temporarily. Even if that golden flame peacock is so big Don't dare to break into my North Sword Gate without permission."
"Thank you, senior. But the junior has something to ask for!" Shen Lang said hurriedly.
"What's the matter?" Zhentian Sword asked, caressing his beard.
"The younger generation was restrained by the golden flame peacock, and a small amount of demon qi was born in his body, which has been difficult to dispel, so the golden flame peacock can always sense the position of the junior. The younger generation begs the senior to dispel the demon qi from me." Shen Sheng said.
"Oh?"
The real Tianjian raised his eyebrows, and immediately grabbed Shen Lang's wrist to get his pulse for him.
"Sure enough, there is Jinfeng's animal demon spirit! It's okay, this demon spirit is also relatively weak, it is difficult to be an old man in this matter."
The True Man Heavenly Sword shot a white aura directly at Shen Lang's body, and the white aura was instantly absorbed by Shen Lang's body.
Shen Lang felt soaked in the hot spring, very comfortable. The white aura that entered the body instantly reached the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and it collided with the remnant of the Golden Flame Peacock's demon energy.
After enduring a certain degree of pain, the golden flame peacock demon energy in Shen Lang's body was finally cleared by the white aura, and his body relaxed.
"Thank you for the treatment, senior." Shen Lang was overjoyed, and he finally solved his confidant trouble.
Now that the demon energy in his body has been completely eliminated, the Golden Flame Peacock should not be able to perceive his direction through his spiritual thoughts. Although it is still far from regaining freedom, at least it will not be targeted by the Golden Flame Peacock, which can be regarded as eliminating a big worry.
"Little friend Shen Lang, your physical body is doing well. Presumably the main mental method you must practice is related to body training, right?"
Master Tianjian glanced at Shen Lang with profound meaning. When he had just treated Shen Lang, he found that the physique of this kid was far from comparable to that of ordinary Nascent Soul monks. Even the Nascent Soul monks of body refinement might not have that. Strong physical body.
"Senior's insight is like a torch, it does have a relationship." Shen Lang fooled around casually.
Master Tianjian was very curious as to what kind of mastermind Shen Lang cultivated, but due to his identity and face, he was too embarrassed to ask a junior.
Without thinking too much, the real Heavenly Sword told Situ Ling: "Tae'er, you first take my little friend Shen Lang to Beijianmen and settle him down."
"Yes, Master."
Situ Ling bowed and bowed, then led Shen Lang out of the hall.
After leaving the hall of the main altar of the Moon Worship League, Situ Ling only said to Shen Lang coldly: "Friend Shen Dao, you better keep up with me, I don't like waiting for others."
As soon as the voice fell, Situ Ling turned into a blue light and flew towards the western horizon, speeding up to a jaw-dropping realm.
Seeing him flying so fast, Shen Lang immediately caught up with him at full speed.
Situ Ling flew so fast, obviously wanting to show it in front of Shen Lang.
Shen Lang was a little speechless, thinking that Situ Ling, like the rumored one, likes to compete.
Reminiscing that he had just been blackmailed by Situ Ling from a pseudo-precious spirit treasure, Shen Lang's boss was upset, naturally unwilling to lag behind, and prepared to let this guy deflate.
Situ Ling is a variant spirit root of wind attribute, and the main mind method of cultivation has a considerable bonus to escape speed.
He is confident that his speed of escape is the first person in the transformation stage, and no cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage can keep up with his speed.
Just now, his master Tianjian Zhenren praised Shen Lang's physical cultivation well, which made Situ Ling very upset. You must know that his Master Tianjian Zhenren has always been strict, and he 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 could know how awesome he was.
In fact, although Situ Ling's escape speed is fast, Shen Langyuan's spiritual root potential is as high as 99 points, and his spiritual power is pure. His escape speed in a human form is not much worse than Situ Ling's.
Shen Lang wanted to let Situ Ling collapse, pretending not to chase the opponent, but when the opponent flung himself a certain distance away, he changed the direction and flew towards the North Jianmen.
He transformed into Lei Peng with the Nine Blood Spirit Transformations, and kept Lei Peng's body at its smallest size, urging the wind and thunder escape technique to fly at full speed.
Situ Ling saw that Shen Lang in the back had disappeared long ago, his face could not help showing contempt, and he secretly said: "I was easily thrown away by this son so soon, it is crippled! This guy has nothing to do, so it's worth the master to praise. he?"
When Situ Ling was proud, he didn't bother to care about Shen Lang behind, and flew on his own.
After flying for about ten minutes, he finally arrived outside the mountain gate of North Jianmen, just as he was about to catch his breath.
"Friend Situ, you are finally here, and Shen has been waiting for you for a long time."
Seeing Shen Lang sitting on a boulder outside the mountain gate, he said without a smile, as if lazily waiting for Situ Ling to return.
"you!"
Seeing this, Situ Ling was shocked, pointing to Shen Lang and speechless.
How the is this possible? Hasn't this guy been thrown away by himself long ago?