Chapter 1770: Brother save me!

The green wood shield burst out with dazzling glaucoma, immediately supporting a layer of brilliant light shield.
The storm of sword light hit the light shield overwhelmingly, making a "dongdongdong" sound, the explosion sound continued, the light was dazzling, and the wind blew everywhere.
Under the bombardment of countless sword lights, the cyan light shield was not broken!
Shen Lang was a little surprised.
After he broke through the late Nascent Soul Stage, the power of the Jiuli Sword Formation was not the same, even stronger than the top pseudo-precious spirit treasure.
The green wood shield sacrificed by the white robe monk can withstand the bombardment of the sword formation at this level, and that shield is also a pure defensive pseudo-precious spirit treasure.
The treasures on this person are high-end, and I don't know where the monks are from the mainland.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sword light continued to fall on the light shield, making a loud noise.
The defensive power of the light shield was too amazing, and Shen Lang urged the Nine Li sword formation with all his strength, but he could not break the defense for a while.
The white robe monk showed a look of horror and horror. The power of this weird sword formation was too great. Although he could withstand the bombardment of the sword formation with the green wood shield, he also needed to vigorously urge this treasure to do this.
Seeing that the sword formation could not break the defense, Shen Lang opened his mouth and spewed out a storm of gold blades.
After the advanced stage of Yuan Ying, the power of Shen Lang's Golden Blade Storm is also greatly enhanced.
I saw a golden storm like a tornado gushing out from Shen Lang's mouth, and the center of the tuyere carried the dense golden wind blade, impeccably hitting the light shield.
With a muffled sound, the golden blade storm slammed against the light shield, and the fine golden wind blade cut the light shield shield at a very high frequency.
At the same time, the Jiuli Sword Array is constantly bombarding the light shield.
With the blessing of the two attacks, the white-robed monk finally couldn't resist it, and the light shield he tried to prop up was also bright and dark, and soon came to the edge of collapse.
In the middle stage of Yuanying, Shen Lang was able to kill the powerful late-stage monks such as the blood tree ancestor without being injured. Now that he has broken through the latter stage, it is easier to kill the late-stage monks of the Yuanying.
The white-robed man was able to withstand Shen Lang's violent attack for so long. To be honest, he was already very good. This man was far stronger than the average late-stage monk.
The man in the white robe held up the light shield with both hands, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his heart was trembling. He thought that the opponent was a soft persimmon, so he didn't know that he had hit a steel plate!
Shen Lang's face was violent. This was his first battle into the late Nascent Soul Stage. On a whim, the spiritual power in his body burst out. The power of the golden blade storm and the sword formation was strengthened again, and he wanted to use the white robe monk on the spot. Kill!
"Crack!"
The light shield was bombarded by the sword light to make a crack, and the continuous attack of the Golden Blade Storm quickly expanded the crack.
The white-robed monk was frightened, and exclaimed sternly: "You guy, stop! Do you know who I am? If you dare to kill me, you won't die!"
When he said that, the white robe monk's voice was a little trembling.
"Skills are not as good as others, so I am ashamed to threaten Lao Tzu? Go to death!"
Shen Lang hated being threatened by others the most in his life, and as he attacked harder and harder, countless cracks had appeared on the surface of the shield.
"what!!!"
The white-robed monk was so frightened that he let out a horrified scream: "Brother! Come and save me! I...I'm going to be beaten to death!"
After roaring, the white robe monk smashed a sound transmission charm.
Different from ordinary sound transmission talisman, this sound transmission magic talisman crushed by the white robe monk can directly transmit his voice tens of thousands of miles away.
...
Fairy Island.
Outside the cave in the central valley of the island, the lame old man sitting on a futon with his eyes closed and rested upon hearing the screams of the white-robed monk crying and howling, he immediately opened his eyes from his deep sleep, and his turbid old eyes showed a sharp glow.
The Yuan Ying-period monks guarding the cave surroundings also showed awe.
"You stay outside the cave and don't go out, the old man will come and take a look!"
After giving an order, the lame old man rose up into the sky and turned into a stream of light flying towards the distance.
The escape of the lame old man was almost to its extreme, and he flew away from the Immortal Demon Island in a few breaths and flew towards the north.
...
It's a pity that Shen Lang's location is still tens of thousands of miles away from Immortal Demon Island. Even if the cultivator escapes quickly at the beginning of the transformation, it is impossible to arrive in an instant.
Shen Lang smashed the light shield that the white-robed monk was struggling to support. After being broken, the white-robed monk was swallowed by the violent sword light and golden blade storm. In a flash, his body was bombarded into dregs and turned into a piece of blood. fog.
As soon as Yuan Ying came out of her body, she was bombarded to death by the golden blade storm that hovered around her.
The Golden Blade Storm is indeed a very practical natal supernatural power, both offensive and defensive, and can trap the enemy. Shen Lang was very satisfied and was extremely confident of his current strength.
The white-robed monk was dead, but he seemed to be asking for help before he died.
Shen Lang didn't panic at all, as long as he was not a monk at the transformation stage, he would never be threatened! Even if one or two cultivators of the late Nascent Soul stage come, he can easily kill them.
Taking away the storage ring of the white robe monk happily, this guy actually had two such tyrannical pseudo-precious spirit treasures that made Shen Lang jealous.
Although he possesses the dragon and phoenix ring, it hasn't been refined and cannot be used.
It is very time-consuming to refine a prehistoric spirit treasure. Taking Shen Lang's current cultivation base of Yuan Ying's later stage, it would take at least twenty years.
The duration of refining the wild spirit treasure is also closely related to the cultivation base of the monk. If it is a monk in the transformation stage, it only takes two months at most.
Of course, even if Shen Lang could refine the Dragon and Phoenix Ring of the Son-Mother, with his later cultivation base of Yuan Ying, he would not be able to exert too much power of the Dragon and Phoenix Ring of the Son-Mother.
However, Shen Lang only needs to recognize the master and can use it, which is very convenient. The green wood shield that the White-robed monk sacrificed just now, Shen Lang found it very useful, he immediately acknowledged the lord with a drop of blood and accepted the treasure.
Afterwards, he checked the storage ring of the White-robed monk and was shocked in his heart. This guy's net worth is indeed very high, the family background is almost comparable to five blood tree ancestors.
In addition to the two top offensive and counterfeit treasures, there are tens of millions of small celestial stones. A large number of high-level elixirs and grasses, heaven and earth treasures.
After searching the jade slips left in the storage ring, Shen Lang discovered that this person seemed to be a monk from Longyuan Continent.
It's no wonder that this guy can possess good treasures, and his wealth is amazing. He originally came from a well-known immortal cultivation family in Longyuan Continent.
The Longyuan Continent is the first continent in the human world, with thousands of races, the deepest heritage, the longest history, and the continent with the largest number of strong people.
"But why does this person appear on Fairy Demon Island?"
Shen Lang wondered secretly in his heart, didn't bother to think too much, and continued to fly in the direction of Immortal Demon Island. He only cares about whether Jiuyiding is still there, hoping that it will not be pried away.
However, Shen Lang didn't fly long before the divine consciousness noticed an astonishing flash of light flying straight ahead, as fast as lightning!
"Well, it's a cultivator at the transformation stage!"
Shen Lang was so frightened that he took a breath of coldness and immediately used the nine changes of bleeding spirit, transforming into Lei Peng's posture.
"Boom!"
A thunderbolt flashed past, and Shen Lang used the flying thunder escape technique, turned his head and fled.