Chapter 1092: He is a Nirvana monk!

"We two have indeed met, Manager Li!" Shen Lang glanced at the fat man and smiled coldly.
The fat man was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Shen Lang carefully, and finally thought about it, his fat face suddenly changed color, revealing an unbelievable expression: "It's impossible, it's you!"
He was the guy who entered the mine three years ago!
If it's someone else, Fatty still doesn't remember that clearly. Shen Lang's arrogant attitude made him extremely upset three years ago, and he secretly remembered the name Xiao Feng.
Fatty also wanted to find a chance to fix this kid when Shen Lang went out of the mine.
But when Shen Lang entered the mine, he seemed to never come out again. Over time, Fatty almost forgot about it, thinking that Shen Lang had died in the mine.
Three years later, he actually saw the man coming out of the mine again! It's too weird.
Although the fat man worked leisurely, he still stayed at the entrance of the mine every day. He had never seen Shen Lang in or out of the mine in three years.
"I, fuck, is it possible that this kid has been in the mine for three years?" the fat man thought to himself, dumbfounded.
Not likely! There is no food or water in the mine, let alone three years, three months have to die. And when he entered the mine, he had obviously confiscated his storage bag. How did this kid do it?
In any case, the person who disappeared in the mine suddenly appeared here three years ago. The fat man was determined not to let him go, and said with a gloomy expression: "Boy, what is the purpose of daring to lurch in the mine for so long? Let Lao Tzu recruit him from reality. !"
After finishing speaking, the fat man took out the iron whip from his waist violently, and drew a whip towards Shen Lang.
"roll!"
Shen Lang showed a trace of disdain, and his sleeves were lifted, and a huge wave of air suddenly blasted towards the fat manager.
"what!!!"
The fat man hadn't reacted yet, the whole person was lifted out by the hurricane thirty or forty meters, scared to death, his mouth screamed like a pig.
"Boom" fell to the ground, and the fat man couldn't get up for a long time.
"Manager Li?"
"Are you okay?"
Several guards not far away saw that the fat man was knocked into the air by Shen Lang casually. They were shocked, and immediately rushed towards the mine entrance and helped the fat man up.
"Oh, what are you guys doing in a daze, hurry up and grab him for me!" The fat man pointed at Shen Lang angrily and shouted.
"Yes!"
Several guards immediately used the imperial wind technique, and surrounded Shen Lang.
All the guards around the entrance of the mine were also on alert and approached Shen Lang.
"This person's whereabouts is suspicious, don't let him run away!" The fat man's face was full of resentment, and he immediately pinched his hands with his hands to cast his spell.
"Flying Rock Technique, disease!"
As soon as the roar fell, a large number of rock cones formed in front of the Fatty, like a sharp javelin, shooting towards Shen Lang.
Seeing the large number of rock cones coming from the air, Shen Lang was expressionless, waved his robe, and randomly rolled up a wave of air, and shot down all the flying rock cones.
The fat man has a seven-fold cultivation base for refining qi, and the flying rock technique that he displayed is a medium-level attack spell of the earth element basic spell, and his power is not weak.
If Shen Lang had not broken through Nirvana, he would certainly not be able to block these rock cones so easily.
When the fat man saw that his flying rock technique was lightly blocked by the opponent, he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't dream that Shen Lang's strength was so high.
A group of guards began to attack Shen Lang, or shot fireballs, wind blades, or metallic arrows.
For a time, a large number of five-element spells attacked Shen Lang.
Shen Lang casually knocked out a vitality barrier, blocking all the spells out.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a dense explosion.
Shen Lang played with these guards for a while, feeling the power after breaking through Nirvana.
Unlike the immortal cultivators during the foundation-building period, the Nirvana monk does not need to pinch the tactics and chant spells and strike out the spells. They only need to run the primordial spiritual power in the dantian to make a primal power attack.
Although the power of this kind of elemental attack is far inferior to the magic spells cast by the monks in the foundation-building period, it is more than enough to deal with this group of monks in the middle and late stages of refining Qi.
The fat man patted the spirit beast bag and released the patterned leopard, and shouted violently: "Catch this man for me!"
"Roar!"
Leopard heard the order, screamed, and rushed towards Shen Lang.
"Humph!" Shen Lang snorted coldly, then shot out a Yuanli attack.
"call out!"
I saw a white light burst out of Shen Lang's palm, directly piercing through the leopard's chest and abdomen, blood clots fell, and blood shot out like a fountain.
The leopard screamed sharply, and Shen Lang's chest and abdomen were punched with a hollow blood hole by the original force attack just now. After falling to the ground from midair, he died.
"No! My patterned leopard!" the fat man cried out.
Perceiving that his spirit beast instantly lost contact with him, the fat man's face showed pain.
This is not the point, the point is this kid...
Killed Tier 3 monsters in one hit, and faced so many guards' attacks without any problems, as if they were playing. Only the elders of the martial arts can reach this level of strength!
"You... are you a Nirvana monk?" The fat man pointed to Shen Lang who was still being attacked by the five-element spell, and he shouted, his eyes rounded.
As soon as this word came out, all the surrounding guards were shocked, and the spell attacks stopped for a while.
"Yes, I'm the Nirvana monk." Shen Lang was too lazy to play, and immediately mobilized his spiritual power, his whole body rose from the ground, his body floating in the air.
After breaking through Nirvana, Shen Lang also had the ability to fly in the air.
"Flying?"
"Not flying, he is Nirvana Martial Artist!"
All the guards stared at Shen Lang in mid-air as if they had seen a ghost, showing an expression of indescribable horror.
The fat man was so frightened that he immediately took out the flare from the storage bag and launched it into the air.
A large number of security guards also took out signal flares and sent out distress signals.
"Papa!" A large number of flares fired.
Shen Lang was unmoved. Anyway, this matter couldn't be hidden from the high-level staff of the Chongxiaodian. Now it was just turning passivity into the initiative, attracting those high-level Chongxiaodian.
As for the subsequent treatment plan, Shen Lang has also thought about it clearly.
But speaking of it, this mine guard still has a bit of professional ethics, and the first thing to do is to send a flare instead of running away.
In fact, it was not what Shen Lang thought. These disciples of the Chongxiao Temple were fascinated by their ears and eyes, and knew very clearly about the cultivation realm, and knew that Nirvana Wuxiu had already killed the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
Most of the guards felt that if Shen Lang wanted to kill them, fleeing would be a dead end. It would be better to send out a signal and seek rescue, maybe there would be a turnaround.
Shen Lang in midair looked at a group of panicked guards below, and said indifferently: "I have no malice, and I have no purpose in Guizong's spirit mine. I advise you not to do it first. When your elders come, I will naturally. Explain clearly."