Chapter 2300: Meet the wind and snow again

The two attacks were on the same level.
Taking advantage of the horror of the Phantom Demon Butterfly, Shen Lang quickly got close and pulled the girl over.
Before the Phantom Demon Butterfly could react, Shen Lang launched an attack first, spouting Nine Fire God Cinders.
Sheng Ruo Lieyang's fire formed a vortex of flames and swept towards the Phantom Demon Butterfly.
"hiss!"
The Phantom Demon Butterfly took a deep breath, unexpectedly Shen Lang's attack came so quickly!
"Magic Light!"
He retreated quickly, his wings slapped fiercely, and the dark golden wings suddenly gushed out a large cloud of light, and hit the flame vortex that hit quickly.
"boom!!!"
There was another earth-shaking muffled sound, and Shen Lang backed a hundred meters, the apricot-yellow light wall in front of him resisted the aftermath of the explosion.
However, the Phantom Demon Butterfly was knocked into the air by the power of the explosion, and a lot of black smoke appeared all over his body, and his face was earthy.
"Ah! You are..."
The young girl in Shen Lang's arms glanced at Shen Lang's face in horror, and stood on the spot in a daze, her small mouth growing big, she was completely shocked and speechless!
"Your Excellency, who are you, why did you break into the territory of the Phantom Butterfly Clan!" The Phantom Demon Butterfly stared at Shen Lang in the air, gritted his teeth and roared.
This person appears to be just a late-stage cultivating cultivator, but judging from the combat power that has just been shown, most of them are cultivators who hide their cultivation.
How could such a character suddenly appear? The Phantom Demon Butterfly's face became very ugly.
"Who I am, don't worry about fellow daoists. As for why I broke into the territory of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan, it is naturally to kill you!"
Shen Lang smiled yinly, flipped his right hand, and recalled the Hunyuan Golden Sword.
Feeling the terrifying suffocation emanating from Shen Lang's whole body, the Phantom Demon Butterfly panicked and roared toward the surroundings: "Are you all the trash watching the show? Come on it!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Support the patriarch!"
More than a dozen elders in the Void Refining Period of the Illusion Butterfly Clan yelled out, trying to use magic magic powers to attack Shen Lang together.
"Five-color phantom light!"
Shen Lang glanced at the mob, and opened his mouth to spout five-color phantom light.
The thick five-color beam of light swept across the Void Refining Period elders of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan like a laser cannon, and the Void Refining Period elders of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan were all restrained.
"what!!!"
The elders of the Illusive Butterfly clan in the early stage and even the middle stage of the Void Refining, after being shot by the five-color phantom light, they collapsed and died instantly!
Only a few elders in the late stage of Lianxu were able to support them, but they hugged their heads and screamed, their faces were extremely distorted, a lot of blood gushed from their mouths, noses and ears, and their combat effectiveness was zero.
Shen Lang randomly waved the Hunyuan Golden Sword in his hand a few times, and the dazzling golden sword light rushed out like a sea wave, swallowing the controlled elders of the fantasy butterfly clan.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
After a violent bombardment, the bodies of the elders of the Illusion Butterfly clan in the refining period were strangled into a mist by the golden sword light and killed on the spot.
It was almost just a breathing room, and all the elders of the Illusion Butterfly Clan were killed!
The girl in Shen Lang's arms was shocked. It was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. I couldn't imagine that this man is now so strong that she needs to look up.
"Five...Five-color phantom light! Are you a monster of the Giant Toad Clan?"
The phantom monster butterfly showed a frightened look.
Shen Lang was too lazy to respond, and rushed towards the Phantom Demon Butterfly holding the Golden Sword of Mixed Yuan.
The Phantom Demon Butterfly was so scared that his scalp was numb, and hurriedly shouted: "Friends, we have no grievances, don't be impulsive! If you want these human furnaces, I can give them to you, don't fight again!"
Shen Lang turned a deaf ear to these nonsense, and went up with an Aurora Slash, slashing towards the head of the Phantom Demon Butterfly.
The golden sword light like mountains and seas formed a golden straight line, and thousands of golden sword shadows poured out of the straight line, and the space was torn apart into fine cracks.
In panic, the Phantom Demon Butterfly had to flap the butterfly wings frantically, releasing a large cloud of light, trying to resist Shen Lang's attack.
However, this counterattack was difficult to shake Shen Lang's full Aurora Slash.
"boom!!!"
The violent golden sword shadow directly dissipated the light, and the sword shadow hit the Phantom Demon Butterfly's head. The opponent's head instantly shattered and was strangled by the sword shadow into a mist, which was terrible.
After one blow, the Phantom Demon Butterfly was completely gone and died on the spot.
The Phantom Demon Butterfly's combat power was ordinary, and Shen Lang easily killed the opponent.
Shen Lang put down the girl in his arms and immediately rushed forward, sucking the blood of the Phantom Demon Butterfly crazily.
"Grumbling!"
A large amount of blood poured into his throat, Shen Lang felt the blood boil all over his body, the bones of his body clashed, and the meridians burst.
A cloud of blood spirit flew from the center of the eyebrows and entered the body of the Phantom Demon Butterfly.
At the next moment, the spirit of the blood spirit pulled out the spirit of the Phantom Demon Butterfly, which turned into a flow of air and was swallowed by Shen Lang.
The violent pain struck again, and the blood of the Phantom Demon Butterfly was blending into his body.
It may be because there are many more bloodlines of holy rank spirit beasts in Shen Lang's body, which restrict each other, and the newly merged bloodlines will soon be suppressed by the power of other bloodlines.
In short, Shen Lang did not endure much pain this time.
In less than half a minute, Shen Lang had successfully swallowed the blood of the Phantom Demon Butterfly, and a dark golden butterfly pattern was condensed on his waist.
"Boom!"
After devouring the blood of the Phantom Demon Butterfly, Shen Lang's body suddenly uttered a roar, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to explode, and the astonishing spiritual pressure radiated toward the surroundings.
His cultivation level finally climbed to the peak of the late Lianxu stage!
Shen Lang is in a good mood!
With the help of six-character proverbs incantation, Shen Lang quickly suppressed the manic spiritual power in his body and let out a sigh of foul breath.
Opening his eyes, the surrounding Illusory Butterfly Clan Demon Xiu had already fled around. They were terrified by Shen Lang's terrifying strength. Even the patriarch died, and they naturally had no resistance.
Only the seven female nuns of the clan in the cage under the ancient tree shivered, and the women looked at Shen Lang with panic.
Shen Lang waved the golden sword of Hunyuan in his hand, split the prisoner, and cut off the cloud-tunneling locks bound on the hands and feet of the women.
"Well, you are free, get out of here quickly."
After speaking, Shen Lang took out some clothes from the storage ring and threw them to the seven female nuns.
"Thank you senior for your life-saving grace!"
The girls were relieved and tears filled their eyes. Fortunately, Shen Lang was not the kind of treacherous generation. They knelt down to thank Shen Lang.
Five of the female sisters may have been frightened. After putting on their clothes in a hurry, they flew away immediately.
The other two female sisters looked downcast, ignoring shyness, and said straightforwardly: "Senior, the little girl can't get out of the golden sands even if she leaves. The little girl would like the current maid to serve tea and water. You can sleep, just ask the seniors to take in!"
Shen Lang simply shook his head and said: "I don't want a maid, you go. I am not familiar with you, and it is pretty good to save your lives. As for whether you can survive next, it depends on your own good fortune."
Seeing Shen Lang's refusal so bluntly, the two sisters felt extremely disappointed, so they put on their clothes and left.
After all the seven female sisters in the prison had left, Shen Lang's gaze shifted to the young girl he had rescued before.
At this moment, the girl also put on a pink dress. She was stared at by Shen Lang. The girl looked a little shy and cramped. She hurriedly sorted out her messy hair and makeup. She blushed and bowed and said, "Little girl, wind and snow. , I have seen Brother Shen...No, it's Senior Shen!"
"Sure enough, it's you! Feng Baixue, missing for more than a thousand years, I never thought we would meet here again." Shen Lang said with emotion.