Chapter 1117: Alliance

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark.
Shen Lang had previously obtained a map of the sixth mountain from Cheng Luo. Following the route, he traveled at full speed, and finally left Cangwu Mountain two hours later.
Within three days of opening the Cangwu Mountain, the gap between the phantom formations has always existed, and you can enter and exit at will.
Shen Lang carried Xiao Ling'er back to the foot of the mountain and escaped from the forbidden air formation.
In the sky, the spirit boat of Chongxiao Hall was floating in the sky, and Cheng Luo and others were on the spirit boat, preparing to set off to return to Lingxiao Mountain.
Just then.
Cheng Luo on the deck saw Shen Lang walking out of Cangwu Mountain with Xiao Ling'er on his back. He was shocked and couldn't help shouting: "Elder Shen, Ling'er!"
Shen Lang hugged Xiao Ling'er, soared into the air, and flew to the spirit boat.
"Master!" Xiao Linger's eyes lit up.
"It's great that you are fine!" Cheng Luo was ecstatic, and finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.
After encountering such a powerful enemy, Cheng Luo didn't expect his two disciples to be alive. Xiao Ling'er was very happy that he was safe.
"By the way, Ling'er, where's Haoyun? Isn't he with you?" Cheng Luo asked.
"He..." Xiao Ling'er hesitated and didn't finish.
Shen Lang helped her speak out, yelling: "He is dead."
Cheng Luo looked sad for a while, subconsciously thinking that Su Haoyun had died in battle. After all, encountering such a powerful enemy, the probability of surviving is inherently small.
Cheng Luo was heartbroken when the proud disciple died, but he didn't ask any more. Now is not the time to be sad.
Shen Lang glanced at the disciples of the Chongxiao Hall on the deck, it seemed that there were more than before, and couldn't help asking: "Elder Cheng, how is the situation on your side?"
Cheng Luo sighed and said: "It's a bit bad! Almost all the teams that entered Cangwu Mountain in our Chongxiao Temple were attacked. Only a few disciples escaped, and most of the others have already... alas!"
A trace of haze appeared on Shen Lang's face, and said: "The opponent is too strong, and the situation is a bit bad. Elder Cheng, please return quickly, don't delay, those foreign monks may be killed."
"Okay! Elder Shen, what are your plans?" Cheng Luo asked hurriedly.
"I still have more energy. I will enter the mountain later to help inform the people in Cold Moon Palace. The monks who broke into Cangwu Mountain this time are very powerful. If the Chongxiao Palace does not draw in allies to cope with it, it is very likely that they will encounter a crisis of destruction. At least I want to rescue a part of the people in the Cold Moon Palace, so as to persuade the Cold Moon Palace to work together to deal with foreign enemies." Shen Lang said with a solemn expression.
He had planned to leave directly with Cheng Luo and the others, and felt that there was no need to go in and take risks, but he was still a little uneasy thinking about it.
Since the Blood Fiend Sect and Ju Mozhuang Sect are the cultivating sects that fled from outside the Yuanhe Sea, the other party’s purpose is definitely not simply to destroy the two sects of monks who entered Cangwu Mountain. They definitely want to annex Chongxiao Palace and Hanyue Palace. .
Even if Shen Lang hid back to Chongxiao Palace like this, he still inevitably fights.
Moreover, now the Beast God Palace has hooked up with the two sects, it is estimated that the wild beast emperor will be the first to instigate the Blood Fiend Sect and Ju Mozhuang to attack Chongxiao Hall.
Shen Lang and the wild beast emperor are immortal enemies. If the Chongxiao Palace is destroyed, they will not escape death.
"Elder Shen, but this is too dangerous! Why not go with you." Cheng Luo frowned.
"No, I can go alone. Elder Cheng, please go back to the martial art and inform the ancestor of the matter." Shen Lang said.
"Well, Elder Shen, be careful about everything!" Cheng Luo also knew the seriousness of the matter. He had seen Shen Lang's strength, and now he can only rely on Shen Lang.
After a few words, Shen Lang bid farewell to Cheng Luo and Xiao Ling'er, flew off the spirit boat, and flew towards the foot of the fifth mountain.
"Brother Shen Lang, be careful!" Xiao Ling'er yelled from a distance, her pretty face full of worry.
Cheng Luo immediately ordered the launch of the Lingzhou and flew at full speed in the direction of Lingxiao Mountain.
Soon, Shen Lang entered the fifth mountain.
Time has passed for so long, most of the disciples of Chongxiao Palace have already suffered. But the Hanyue Palace is more powerful, and it should last for a while.
After two hours of meditating in the cave, Shen Lang's vitality energy had recovered 80%.
This is also due to the high potential of his spiritual roots. If he were replaced by an ordinary Nirvana monk, he might not be able to recover such multiple spiritual powers even after a night of meditation.
After rushing through the mountains for a while, Shen Lang found two groups of monks from the Cold Moon Palace, a total of seven or eight hundred people.
Without exception, all are destroyed! A large number of female cultivators died away, those guys were really ruthless.
Shen Lang looked gloomy and continued to search for the whereabouts of the gatekeepers of Hanyue Palace in the mountains.
Somewhere in the woods, a large number of cultivators of the Cold Moon Palace fought with the cultivators of the Beast Temple, the Blood Fiend Gate, and the Jumo Village.
The surrounding area was in chaos, and various five-element spells such as fireballs, ice swords and rock cones shook the earth. The big trees fell to the ground horizontally and sawdust flying.
The cultivators of the Cold Moon Palace who entered Cangwu Mountain were divided into three groups. This was the last group and the most powerful group.
There are 7 elders in the foundation period, and the beautiful woman headed by is the Great Elder Yue Ruyan of the Cold Moon Palace, and Yue Cailing is among them. There are 400 disciples of Qi Refining in Hanyue Palace.
Among the group of monks who joined forces with the three factions, there were 8 monks in the foundation period, and 2 monks in the early Nirvana period from the beast palace. There are more than 500 qi-refining monks and virtual realm martial arts practitioners.
The struggle between the two sides has reached a fierce stage.
Cold Moon Palace's spells and means of defending against enemies tend to be defensive, and the three cultivators will not be able to take them down for a while.
"You monks of foreign races, how dare you slaughter my doorman of the Cold Moon Palace for no reason! If this revenge is not revenge, I will swear not to be a man!" Yue Ruyan urged a jade ring magic weapon to fight with three monks, angrily Jiao shouted.
"Tsk, this girl is really tricky!" A foundation-building cultivator of the Blood Fiend Gate cursed while urging the magic weapon to defend.
The magic weapon hit by the four monks collided with the jade ring magic weapon in front of Yue Ruyan, splashing out dazzling white light.
Yue Ruyan's mana was so strong that he could barely support it in the face of the siege of the three.
"This woman is not easy to deal with, you back, let this elder sacrifice the talisman bestowed by the head to deal with her!" The headed one wearing a jade hairpin in the middle of the foundation building of the blood evil gate coldly snorted.
"Good!" The two foundation building cultivators immediately stepped back.
The mid-foundation elder threw a fluorescent bead into the sky, and then frantically hit the bead with spiritual power.
"Water Dragon Strike!"
The dense water spiritual power gushed out of the fluorescent beads immediately, forming a blue water dragon with nine heads and ten feet long.
"Fu Bao?" Yue Ruyan's face became very ugly. This kind of power Fu Bao was definitely from the hands of the monks in the Alchemy Period.
The savage talisman making method has long been lost. What is the origin of these monks?
Before Yue Ruyan could react, the nine-headed water dragon hit her like lightning, making a loud "bang".
The huge waves were surging and a large amount of water vapor spread, as if it was raining heavily all around.
"Master!"
Seeing this scene, Yue Cai Ling's face paled behind her, and she shouted.