Chapter 1398: You must not die!

"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue's face paled.
The five-color divine light is extremely terrifying and can destroy all things. Even in the ancient spirit world, it is also a very famous divine light.
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and held up the canopy, trying his best to resist.
"How... how is it possible!"
Venerable Kuangyan, who had a sullen look, instantly solidified his old face, almost thinking that he had seen an illusion.
He did not hesitate to lose his life to urge Liuli Lan, just to kill the couple of dogs and men in one shot, without leaving any future troubles! But never dreamed that the five-color light could be blocked by the opponent.
What kind of treasure is that colorful umbrella?
The colored glaze lamp is just a fake prehistoric spirit treasure, and the amount of light that can release the five-color sacred light is small and thin.
The Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella has the ability to absorb and repel magical powers such as light beams. Otherwise, Shen Lang would never be able to block the five-color magical light by relying on a mere unrefined precious treasure.
Finally, Shen Lang blocked all the five-color divine light, and the whole person was also affected by the divine light and suffered heavy losses.
The Starry Night Battle Armor was also full of cracks, this treasure was destroyed so easily, and the terrifying power of the five colors of light was already visible.
"Huh!"
Shen Lang gasped, his body was pierced by the five-color light, blood and blood.
The most frightening thing is that this five-color light will even erode the flesh and blood, causing it to melt slowly!
Fortunately, the Sheng Yang's battle energy defended its body, barely resisting the erosion of the five-color light in the flesh and blood.
"Shen Lang, your injury is too serious, let's go!" Su Ruoxue made a decisive decision and hugged Shen Lang.
The small mouth sprayed a stream of blood, forming a blood mist.
Su Ruoxueyu pointed a little, and the blood mist suddenly turned into a pair of blood-colored wings, condensed on her back.
With a slap of wings, Su Ruoxue hugged Shen Lang and fled towards the horizon.
She knew very well that Shen Lang was seriously injured and is still struggling here. She and Shen Lang will definitely die! Thirty-six counts are better.
"Want to run?" Venerable Kuangyan was furious, and immediately rose to the sky, chasing Su Ruoxue.
The two elders in the primordial age, look at me and I look at you, and gritted their teeth to follow. Although the strength of the men and women shocked them, the strongest Shen Lang was already seriously injured. This is a perfect opportunity to kill this kid!
Flying at full speed in Stigmata Canyon is a very dangerous thing. If you hit a crack in the invisible space or encounter the divine light of Innate Clarity, you will almost die.
In times of crisis, Su Ruoxue couldn't manage that much. Su Ruoxue's flight speed has reached the peak level of Yuan Ying's early stage with the help of the evasion technique in the Su Nv's Profound Yin Art.
"Stop me!"
Although Venerable Kuangyan had a high level of cultivation, he had overdrawn a lot of spiritual power just now in order to stimulate Liulizhan, and he couldn't catch up with Su Ruoxue for a while, so he couldn't help jumping in the back to scold his mother.
"Cough cough..." Shen Lang coughed up a large mouthful of blood in his mouth, his mind was clear.
He was covered in blood, and the phoenix feather robe worn by the woman was stained with Shen Lang's blood.
"Shen Lang, don't scare me!" Su Ruoxue's eyes trembled, watching Shen Lang's wounded look, her eyes suddenly turned red.
"What are you... crying? I can't die for the time being." Shen Lang glanced at the appearance of the woman with rain, and said weakly.
"What is temporary? Don't talk nonsense, you must not die!" Su Ruoxue almost cried, she gritted her teeth and flew towards the deep north of the canyon.
Venerable Kuangyan and two cultivators of Yuanying stage chased after them.
Moreover, these three guys are very cunning and follow the trajectory of Su Ruoxue's flight, so as to avoid encountering invisible space cracks.
"Oh shit."
Shen Lang cursed secretly, his expression gloomy. Su Ruoxue would never be able to flee like this. There were too many space cracks in the canyon. It was not a joke, and the two would easily suffer.
The only solution now is to get rid of these three old things by flying thunder escape technique.
Shen Lang fully mobilized the Holy Yang battle energy in his body, and the golden flame reached his body, trying to suppress the injuries in his body.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Swish swish!"
In the distance, five more escapes flew from the horizon. The five Nanlu Yuanying-period monks headed by the real man Qingyang, and the black robe ancestors of the Guixianmen were among them.
"That's bad." Su Ruoxue's pretty face was extremely pale. The situation was already precarious, but now there are five more tricky guys.
The five cultivators of the Yuanying stage, including the real Qingyang, only met here by chance, and suddenly discovered that the Venerable Kuangyan and others were chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.
"what?"
"It's Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, everyone, hurry up and chase me!" Majestic Qing Yang shouted violently, without asking Venerable Kuangyan why, he immediately chased Su Ruoxue.
Shen Lang used to kill a cultivator of the Taiqingmen Yuanying early stage on the way to escape, and the relationship with Taiqingmen is endless. How could the real Qingyang let him go.
The ancestor of the black robe was taken aback, then showed violent color, and laughed wildly: "Haha, Shen Lang child, this time I was hit by my ancestor, I want you to die without a place to be buried!"
The black robe ancestor rolled his sleeve robe and turned into a black cloud, following the real person Qing Yang.
Five Yuan Yingqi cultivators headed by Real Man Qingyang chased them.
Venerable Kuangyan saw this, his expression slightly gloomy. I thought that it was not the right time for the group of True Person Qingyang to come. If they came earlier, the two Yuanying-period monks of their Ziyun Palace would not die.
Coming here at this time is purely robbing people. There are so many treasures in Shen Lang's body, if Qing Yang and the others divide him up, he would be really unwilling.
The leader of Nanlu Twelve Caves is the ancestor of Qing Yuan, but in fact the deputy leader is the real person of Qingyang. The Taiqing Sect was so powerful that no one would dare to rebel against these two great monks. Venerable Kuangyan secretly sighed unlucky.
For a time, a total of eight Yuan Yingji monks were chasing Su Ruoxue.
"My grass."
Shen Lang's face was dark like the bottom of a pot, thinking that his luck was too good, and the enemy appeared in a pot of porridge.
"Shen Lang, what should we do?" Su Ruoxue bit her silver teeth, her pretty face showing unwillingness.
If she was only chased by the three people just now, she still had the confidence to get rid of it. But now that he encountered the group of real person Qingyang and the old man in black robes, it was almost impossible to fly.
"Let me shake them off!"
Shen Lang forcibly controlled the injuries in his body with the pressure of the Sacred Sun War, dragged the wounded body to perform the nine changes of blood and spirit, and transformed into a golden roc. The claws caught Su Ruoxue on the back of the roc.
Dapeng's golden feathers glowed with a dazzling arc, and with a flap of their wings, they flew and appeared thousands of meters away in a flash.
"It's Thunder Escape, you must not let go of these dog men and women!"
Real Man Qingyang looked very gloomy. Two years ago, he took the lead in chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, but the opponent fled.
When the two cultivators of the early Yuanying stage fled under their noses, the real Qing Yang felt very humiliated and vowed in his heart that they would be captured this time!
"Treading the cloud car!"
The real man Qingyang sacrificed an ancient flying treasure in the shape of a windmill.