Chapter 3620: All are gone!

"You... are you?"
Ning Rufeng's heart set off a stormy sea, and the young man in white clothes in front of him was too familiar, could it be...
Shen Lang turned around and smiled and folded his fists towards Ning Rufeng: "Shen Lang, the great elder of the Ancient Art Sect, I have seen the master!"
"Shen Lang, it's really you!"
Ning Rufeng's old face suddenly solidified, and a storm surged in his heart.
No wonder he feels so familiar, this young man in white clothes is actually Shen Lang!
"Shen... Shen Lang?"
Above the Guqimen Square, Ning Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes opened wide, her pretty face full of incredible colors.
Could it be that the terrifying supernatural power just now was shot by Shen Lang?
He Jian, among the elders of the Guqimen, also looked shocked, and his mood was extremely excited.
"Great Elder!"
There was an uproar around the square, and all the disciples turned their eyes to Shen Lang, shocked, ecstatic, dazed and excited.
It hasn't been three thousand years since Shen Lang left the Guqimen. For the real immortal, this time is almost the same as a trip. The disciples of the Guqimen are still those people, and they naturally know Shen Lang as the great elder of the ancient Qimen.
At the beginning, Shen Lang became famous because he was accepted as a direct disciple by the ancestor of the Seven Holy Palace Tianying. No one knew about Qianqiu Peak, and under the arrangement of Ning Rufeng, he assumed the post of elder of the ancient sect.
This matter had a far-reaching impact. Until the battle between Qisheng Palace and Liushamen, the disciples of the Ancient Artifacts were bragging everywhere with the name of Shen Lang, demonstrating that their Ancient Artifacts had a strong background and a NB character!
Only after the Seven Holy Palace was greatly injured in the battle with Liusha Gate and began to keep a low profile and bide its time for development, Ning Rufeng forbid all disciples of the disciples to mention Shen Lang's name.
However, the disciples would still occasionally talk about this horrifying genius in private, unavoidably sighing, and even guessing whether the elder Shen Lang had fallen in the war?
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang would come to the Gate of Ancient Artifacts again, in such a timely manner!
"Don't be surprised by the head, it is indeed Shen Lang. What happened here, the group of red-robed monks on the opposite side, but the enemy of the Ancient Art Sect?"
Shen Lang turned his eyes to the dense army of monks on the opposite spirit boat, and asked blankly.
"Yes! The other party is a bandit of the Tianlong Sect. This time I wanted to annex my ancient artifact gate, so I attacked Cangluan Mountain with great fanfare." Ning Rufeng said hurriedly.
"I understand."
Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then said: "The head, you first enter the mountain protection formation of the ancient artifact gate, and I can handle it alone."
"This...the other party is so powerful, kid Shen Lang, be careful!"
Although Ning Rufeng had a foreboding that Shen Lang in front of him was no longer what he used to be, he couldn't help but exhort.
"The head is relieved, and Shen is sure of it."
Shen Lang said calmly.
"it is good!"
Ning Rufeng returned to the guarding mountain formation of the Ancient Artifact Gate with a nervous mood.
"Father, are you not hurt?"
Ning Xiaoyao hurriedly came to Ning Rufeng's side and asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Ning Rufeng shook his head.
Ning Xiaoyao worried: "Can Shen Lang alone deal with this army of cultivators of the Dragon Sect? Why don't we join us too!"
"Even the old man can't see the cultivation level of this kid, Shen Lang, I'm afraid this kid has really reached a state that even I can't imagine! Let's trust him."
Ning Rufeng stared at Shen Lang outside the mountain guard array, and said in a deep voice.
After all, Ning Rufeng added: "In case of any accident, it is not too late for the disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect to come out."
"it is good!"
Ning Xiaoyao also stared at Shen Lang's back with burning eyes. Taking advantage of this gap, the leader of the enemy army, whose arms were broken off by the Heaven’s Eye, fled back to the Lingzhou ship in embarrassment, staring at Shen Lang in horror and screaming, "Ge...Where is your excellency? Monk, why did you sneak attack on this commander?
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"The ant scum is not qualified to know my name, dare to fight the idea of ​​ancient artifacts, today all of you must die!"
Shen Lang's complexion suddenly became gloomy, and in an instant, a fierce and terrifying tyrannical air swept the entire Cangluan Mountain.
"hiss!"
The Dragon Cult monks on the opposite battleship had never felt such a terrible breath, and they were so frightened that they took a breath of coldness, their legs felt weak, and the monks with insufficient cultivation even collapsed to the ground.
The enemy leader was so scared that he was so scared that he yelled, "Attack! Attack me quickly!!!"
As soon as the roar fell, the 30,000 Tianlong Sect monks on the battleship released their magical powers at the same time and launched a fierce attack.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The colorful flame storm thunder and lightning beams rushed out like huge waves, swallowing them towards Shen Lang with the force of tsunami and landslides!
Shen Lang did not evade, letting these raging supernatural powers hit him.
"Boom boom boom!"
Seeing that Shen Lang was swallowed and swallowed by a large number of magical power attacks, the disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect were horrified.
Ning Xiaoyao's face was pale, and she yelled, "Father, Shen Lang, he..."
"Shen Lang kid will be fine, just watch the changes!"
Ning Ru Fengshen consciously locked Shen Lang in the explosion and said in a deep voice.
After a round of stormy attacks, the light converged, Shen Lang still standing in the air, his body was not damaged at all, and even his clothes were intact.
The group of Celestial Dragon Cult cultivators on the opposite side are weak, and this powerful attack is like scratching Shen Lang. Not to mention breaking the defense of his physical body, even the aura of Shen Lang's body can't do it. .
"This... this is impossible!"
The enemy leader's face was earthy, his eyes widened round.
Being able to resist the attacks of 30,000 Celestial cultivators with a physical body without a trace of damage, what is the point of this person's cultivation? How could there be such a terrible monk in a small ancient door!
The huge power gap made the enemy leader realize the reality, and this time they really hit the iron plate!
Looking at the panicked group of Tianlong Sect monks on the battleship, Shen Lang sneered and pushed his palms forward: "Five Thunders!"
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, Shen Lang's palm filled with five-colored thunder, and he smashed into the opposite Tianlong Sect's spirit boat.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The horrifying five-color thunder light swallowed and submerged the entire warship with lightning speed. The movement was as if the sky broke and the ground broke, and the terrifying thunder strikes were deafening and prolonged.
The raging thunder and electric snakes of the Tianlong religion's warships smashed and turned into powder.
"Do not!!!"
The leader of the enemy army who had lost his arms only had time to let out the last scream, and was blasted into mist by the violent five-colored thunder.
The 30,000 Tianlong Sect monks on the ship were blasted into by the five-colored thunder, and they all died!　　 After an earth-shaking thunderbolt, all 30,000 Celestial monks on the battleship died tragically, and none were spared.