Chapter 1387: I'm afraid of you?

The current supreme head of the Guixian Gate is an old man in a black brocade, and his dao name is just like his own, his name is the ancestor of the black robe.
This number of years advances the cultivation base of the middle Yuan Ying. Originally, there were two cultivation bases of Zhong Wuling and Heipao ancestor in the ghost fairy gate. The ranking in the Nanlu Twelve Cave Sky can be improved by at least one or two.
But who knew that Zhong Wuling had actually died, causing Guixianmen's ranking to drop instantly.
Shen Lang killed Zhong Wuling and took away the treasure of the town of Guixianmen. The ancestor of the black robe looked at Shen Lang with hatred, wishing to frustrate him!
The Spirit Boat of the Tianquan Sect quickly stopped over the north of the valley, and Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue, Jiang Hai, and a group of cultivators of the Tianquan Sect's later period of Dan formation flew out of the spirit boat.
"Shen has seen all fellow Taoists." Shen Lang took the lead to hold his fists toward Zhang Daoling Fengyue Old Demon Gu Tianning and other cultivators in the Yuan Ying period.
"Haha, Daoist Shen is too polite. Judging from Daoist's appearance, he should be well prepared." Gu Tianning clasped a fist and smiled.
Fengyue Old Demon Skin smiled and said without a smile: "I really admire the courage of Fellow Shen Dao. I know I dare to enter the valley even if I provoke the Nanlu monk. Ha ha, I advise fellow Daoists to stay closer to us, otherwise beware of your own little ones. Life!"
"You don't need to worry about Fellow Feng Yue about Shen's affairs." Shen Lang shrugged and smiled.
Su Ruoxue's pretty face was also a little bit cold, but she still greeted the cultivators of Yuanying stage including Old Demon Feng Yue politely.
Soon, the other three Yuanying-period monks from the other three sects of Mengmen Mountain also gathered with the large troops of Hokuriku.
The cultivators of the Yuanying stage in Nanlu focused on Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. The two wore gorgeous and high-profile treasures, and it was hard not to be eye-catching.
"Damn, brother, that kid is too arrogant. After entering the valley, he must take the opportunity to kill him!" a ghostly fairy elder said with a grim expression.
"Yes, you can't let him leave Stigmata Canyon alive!" Another Guixianmen Taishang elder wearing a green robe also gritted his teeth.
Shen Lang was wearing the Starry Night Armor just to save his life. However, in the eyes of several Yuanying-period bosses in the Guixianmen, this kid is deliberately pretending to be forced and despising them.
The black robe ancestor looked gloomy and said, "In any case, my ghost town treasure Wanguiling must be retrieved!"
suddenly.
"Tweet!"
There was an extremely sharp howling in the sky.
I saw a huge snow-white monster bird flying from the southern sky at extreme speed. It was a white peacock, 700 or 800 meters long, with wings spread out for kilometers, and the whole body was as white as snow, exuding fierce cold.
The white peacock's turquoise eyes are like huge wheels, and the snow-white feathers are like diamond ice crystals, shining brightly, and exuding a powerful breath that makes the heart palpitating.
"The eighth-order demon bird ice crystal peacock!"
The face of the cultivator in the Yuanying stage of Beilu changed slightly, Zhang Daoling's expression remained as usual, and the eyes of the old demon Feng Yue shrank.
A Tier 8 monster has never appeared in Yunjian Continent, and this ice crystal peacock is naturally a spirit beast with a master.
I saw the ice crystal peacock standing on the back of two old men in green robes. They were the ancestors of Qing Yuan and the real person of Qing Yang from Taiqingmen, the only two great monks of the late Yuan Ying in Nanlu.
This ice crystal peacock is exactly the spirit beast of the ancestor of the Qing Yuan. Its strength is at the peak of the eighth stage, and its combat power is comparable to that of a monk in the middle of the Yuan Ying!
Shen Lang was a little surprised, being able to subdue such a terrifying spirit beast shows that the ancestors of Qingyuan are quite capable.
High-level monster beasts like flying birds are generally not weak in supernatural powers, and they are surprisingly fast. It is extremely difficult for an eighth-tier demon bird to surrender willingly to a human monk.
Flying to the top of the valley, the ancestor Qing Yuan and the real person Qing Yang flew down from the back of the ice crystal peacock.
The ancestor Qingyuan waved his sleeves and put the ice crystal peacock into the bag of the spirit beast.
"I have seen the leader!" Nanlu's people bowed and saluted to the ancestor Qingyuan.
The ancestor Qingyuan nodded slightly, arrogantly.
Compared with the Beilu Eighteen Immortal Gates’ alliance claiming Dao Ling, the Nanlu Twelve Cave Heavenly League leader Qing Yuan ancestor himself has a stronger desire to rule. In addition, Taiqing Gate has two great monks in the late Yuan Ying period, and other schools are not satisfied No way.
"Friend Daoling, don't come here unscathed!" The ancestor Qingyuan glanced at Zhang Daoling headed by the north, and shouted in a shameless voice.
"With each other. It's been a long time indeed, Daoist Qingyuan." Zhang Daoling smiled lightly.
The ancestor Qingyuan was expressionless and didn't know what he was thinking. With a glance, she glanced at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue in the group of monks in the Yuanying Period of Beilu.
The two felt the cold stern gaze of the ancestor Qingyuan, and they didn't realize that they were stunned, secretly saying that this old monster is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
"Friend Daoling, you Beilu has a remarkable young monk. This kid named Shen Lang has caused a lot of damage to Nanlu. You want to protect him, but you can protect him for a while. , Can't keep it for a lifetime! Unless this person will never leave Yunjian Continent, don't think of avoiding my Nanlu chase!" Old Ancestor Qingyuan said with a gloomy expression, with a hint of threat in his words.
Although the ancestor of Qing Yuan is an old monster who has lived for 900 years, his temper is still so radical. The main reason was that Shen Lang killed his lover Liu Fei, which made him very angry.
"The ancestor of Qingyuan, there is no absoluteness in everything. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, maybe you will be hiding by then!" Shen Lang said loudly, with an expression of "I'm afraid of being a hairy".
"Boy, don't be mad! Quickly hand over my ghost town's treasure Wangui Ling!" Heipao ancestor couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help shouting violently.
Shen Lang sneered: "Hahaha, want to take it? I'm afraid you are not so capable! If you are not satisfied, you can come to this young man to duel. If you are afraid, let all the old dogs of the primordial age of the ghost fairy gate go together. What's your fear!"
As soon as these words came out, a group of primordial primordial monsters in Beilu looked different. On the surface, Shen Lang looked humble and gentle, but he did not expect to act so aggressively and decisively.
"You! I am afraid of you?"
The ancestor Heipao was furious and wanted to rush forward and start his hand, but was stopped by the ancestor Qingyuan.
"Black-robed Daoist fellow, don't be impulsive! After this kid enters the valley, there is a chance." Qing Yuan ancestor said a voice transmission.
"Yes, leader." Heipao ancestor gritted his teeth and swallowed.
The ancestor Qingyuan glanced at Su Ruoxue, and said with a gloomy expression: "Fairy Su, you are the elder of Yunling Mountain in Nanlu, why are you collaborating with this kid and becoming his Taoist companion! Humph, this is a huge joke, the same door. Being annihilated, but also helping you to abuse, Fairy Su, are you afraid of being laughed at?"
Su Ruoxue's eyes were cold, and she sneered: "Old ancestor Qingyuan, this girl has nothing to do with Yunling Mountain, but the supreme head of Yunling Mountain used the forbidden magic on me and forced me to marry your trash apprentice. My husband. Killing Liu Fei and Yun Lingshan is also revenge for me."
"Furthermore, your Nanlu monks have not hunted down this girl before, so don't speak so high-sounding, this girl is not familiar with you, what does the life and death of Nanlu monks have to do with me? I only care, my husband."
After finishing speaking, Su Ruoxue took Shen Lang's arm, the corner of her mouth tilted upward, revealing a icy arc.