Chapter 1109: Magic Way

Under Shen Lang's persecution, Elder Wang told them all.
The reason why this beast palace has such courage is that it secretly conspired with two foreign sects to destroy the Chongxiao Palace and Cold Moon Palace and occupy the mountain gates of the two sects.
These two foreign sects are named Blood Shamen and Ju Mozhuang, and their power alone is not weaker than the seven wild sects.
"Why did the sect of Yuanhe waters run into the wilderness?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.
"I don't know this, but I have heard from the elders of the Beast God Palace. Yuanhe sea area is currently at war with the monster clan, and the two major forces in the Yuanhe sea area commanded all sects to participate in the war. Some small and medium sects are unbearable. Heavy burden, so he fled to the wilderness. The Blood Fiend Gate and Ju Mozhuang are the sects that fled from." Elder Wang explained.
"The monster clan started a war!" Shen Lang frowned.
Starting a war is not the point. Although he has to fulfill the duty of the inheritor of the barbaric gods to destroy the Sky Sea Monster Clan, it is still too early.
The point is that the middle and small sects in Yuanhe waters fled to the wilderness, which is not good news.
You know, the Yuanhe Sea is a real holy land for cultivation, and the monks there look down on the wild continent very much.
These small and medium-sized sects who fled to the wild, will definitely rule the king and dominate, then the life of the seven major sects will be difficult.
It's useless to think about this now, the cultivators of the Blood Fiend Gate and Ju Mozhuang have already sneaked into the sixth mountain, and the people in the Chongxiao Palace will suffer!
"Lao Tzu asks you, how many people have been sent to the Blood Fiend Gate and Ju Mozhuang into Cangwu Mountain, and what is their cultivation level?" Shen Lang asked with a gloomy expression.
"One... a total of more than a thousand monks came, and there were almost fifty monks in the foundation building period." Elder Wang hurriedly replied.
"what!"
Shen Lang was shocked, the other party unexpectedly came so many people, and the number of cultivators during the foundation construction period was far more than the number of people who entered the Chongxiao Hall and Hanyue Palace in Cangwu Mountain combined.
This is bad!
Shen Lang gritted his teeth, he was also the elder Ke Qing of the Chongxiao Palace anyway, and he had to rush back to rescue him, not to mention that Xiao Ling'er might also be worried about his life.
"That's what I know, Daoist Shen, please let go of a life...er, ah!"
Before Wang Elder said anything, he was stunned by Shen Lang with a punch.
Shen Lang felt that it was too cheap for him to just stun this guy. He simply hit a Qi sword with one hand and penetrated Elder Wang's forehead, sending him directly to the west.
The world of cultivation is cruel, and Shen Lang is really too lazy to talk about humanity, justice and morality.
Shen Lang stretched out one hand, and the soul swallowing bottle that had not been used for a long time appeared in his palm. A white ball of light was sucked into the soul-swallowing bottle, which was the soul of the elder Wang.
Shen Lang also has a withered bone puppet. The puppet's strongest strength can be comparable to the monks in the middle and late stages of Nirvana, but it must absorb the primordial spirit of three foundation-building or monks above the middle stage of Nirvana as the main soul.
The situation is not good now, and letting the puppet participate in the battle is one more manpower. There are still two main souls left, and Shen Lang can only wait for a while to fight before using the soul swallowing bottle to away the two monks in the middle stage of foundation building or middle stage of Nirvana.
Soon, Shen Lang began to search for the spoils.
The two elders of the Beast God Palace in the early stage of Nirvana had relatively shabby financial resources. Apart from the usefulness of a part of the Five Elements Lingshi Lingjing, there are also some miscellaneous things that are of little use.
Elder Wang’s belongings made Shen Lang quite satisfied. In addition to a large number of Five Elements Lingshi Lingjing, there are also a few better-year-old Linggrass and a few more precious bottles of elixirs.
Of course, the most precious thing is the magic weapon God Rocket.
God Rocket is very powerful, but it consumes too much spiritual energy. For Shen Lang, it can only be used as a backup magic weapon.
However, if this magic weapon is put up for auction, it should be sold at a sky-high price, and the heavenly materials and earth treasures that will be used to exchange the sun attributes are also good.
Excluding the treasures and spirit herb medicines from the spoils, Shen Lang almost harvested twenty thousand five elements of spirit crystals, and he changed from being poor to being a local tyrant.
The ice blue flower in the cold pool was also picked by Shen Lang and put it into a jade box, and put it in the storage ring.
After finishing these things, Shen Lang did not stop, and immediately ran towards the sixth mountain.
Although he has gained a lot of trophies, he is not happy. Time has passed for so long, the people in the Chongxiao Palace have probably started fighting with those two foreign schools.
Shen Lang guessed well.
In the sixth mountain, most of the teams in the Chongxiao Palace encountered the three monks of the Beast God Palace, the Blood Fiend Gate and the Ju Mozhuang.
This group of monks were uniformly dressed in black robes and killed when they saw people.
Somewhere in the dense forest by the lake, hundreds of Chongxiao Temple disciples and a hundred black-robed monks fought, and the scene was in a mess, sawdust flying, and blood stained.
Although the number of people on the Chongxiao Palace is dominant, their strength is obviously inferior to these black-robed people, and the casualties are heavy.
The six leading elders of the Chongxiao Hall fought against the seven black robe cultivators during the foundation period.
The lead Cheng Luo and a young man wearing a blood-colored robe were inextricably fought, and the other party was also in the middle of the foundation.
With a wave of the sleeves of the blood-robed youth, a large blue-black claw suddenly appeared in the air, grabbing towards Cheng Luo, almost trying to tear the air.
Cheng Luo hurriedly urged the ice crystal gourd and shot the ice sword to defend against the enemy.
The blood-robed youth controlled the giant claws as they wished, and it was almost impossible to guard against.
The magical skill that this person performed Chengluo was unheard of, and it didn't seem to be a wild spell.
"Which power are you guys who attacked my Chongxiao Hall gatekeeper!" Cheng Luo shouted violently while holding up the ice crystal gourd.
"So rushes to Xiaodian, but the wild school is worthy of clamoring with this young master?" The scarlet robe youth had a contemptuous expression.
"Huh, you have to learn and teach your master's brilliant skills!" Cheng Luo's expression was extremely gloomy, and he madly injected spiritual power into the ice crystal gourd.
"Ice Dragon, come out!"
Cheng Luo screamed, and the gourd mouth spewed a lot of frost in an instant, and an ice dragon tens of meters long flew out, the cold air was freezing, and the teeth and claws flew towards the blood-robed youth.
"Break it for me!" The blood-robed youth gritted his teeth, and the three claws grabbed towards the ice dragon.
With a loud "bang", the two forces collided, and the claws barely blocked the ice dragon. The blood-robed youth was swept out by a cold storm, a thick frost condensed on his body, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that the blood-robed youth was injured, the two black-robed elders in the battle below immediately rushed forward to protect the driver and supported the blood-robed youth.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
"Get out of the way, how can something happen to this young master!" The blood-robed youth was so embarrassed that he pushed away the two black-robed elders in anger.
Using spiritual power to shake all the ice flowers on his body, the blood-robed youth roared towards Cheng Luo: "Wild trash, you have annoyed the young master Mao! This young master will let you savage people have a good experience, my blood The magical secret technique of Shamen!"
After roaring, the blood-robed youth spouted a mouthful of blood, and his hands quickly drew a spell on the ball of blood.
"Strong Ghost King, show up!"
As soon as the voice fell, a huge shadow of a hundred meters high appeared in front of the blood-robed youth, with a pair of horns, wide-mouthed fangs, and dark green scales. His complexion was extremely ferocious and a gray devilish air. Wandering around, as if a demon came to the world.
The violent breath shocked everyone.