Chapter 3793: Vulnerable

Shen Lang's high-profile move has attracted so many patrolling monks.
Whenever he saw the follow-up monks of Luzhou in Beiju, Shen Lang had no mercy, and casually set aside a real fire to burn all the traitors from the Tianmu Immortal Territory to death.
Along the way, Shen Lang murdered and set fire, no one can stop!
Shen Lang's extremely arrogant behavior finally shocked the Beiju Luzhou returnees who were stationed in Pansiling.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Warning bells sounded everywhere in Pansiling, and the returnees from Luzhou in Beiju dispatched together to try to suppress Shen Lang.
Shen Lang did not refuse to come, and when he saw a group of cultivators approaching, he immediately sent out a fire of Jiumei, which burned the entire group to death, leaving no piece of armor!
This horrible ability really scared the conformist monks in Luzhou, North Ju, and did not dare to take a breath. Many cultivators had already arrived at the scene, but they did not dare to approach Shen Lang.
After the number of monks who came to support increased, they dared to attack Shen Lang boldly.
However, as far as Shen Lang is concerned, no matter how many mobs come, they will not pose any threat to him!
Shen Lang waved his sleeves, raised his hands, and the overwhelming Jiumei real fire fell from the sky, swallowing and drowning a large swath of Submissive monks.
"what!"
There are endless screams, the golden sea of ​​fire is tumbling, and countless submissive monks are burned to dust, and their gods are destroyed!
Those submissive monks who escaped by chance all claimed that unidentified human masters were massacring the submissive monks in the Pansiling region!
Unparalleled panic spread in the Pansiling area.
The Wuxue Mountain Villa headed by the Beiju Luzhou sect was finally unable to sit still, and the owner Jin Tianzheng was furious, and immediately led a hundred celestial monks to the scene.
Shen Lang was still swaggering towards the depths of Pansiling, and a thunderous roar resounded in the sky:
"Who is a madman, dare to slaughter the Beiju Luzhou monks wantonly in the place where I am waiting!"
As soon as the roar fell, Shen Lang sensed the shining light from the horizon.
At the next moment, the imposing Jin Tianzheng led a hundred celestial cultivators from Luzhou in Beiju galloping over, blocking Shen Lang's path.
The holy demon's eyes on Shen Lang's eyebrows glanced at the group of monks. Among the hundred celestial cultivators, there were only three celestial peak monks, and the strongest should be the middle-aged monk in white robe and brocade.
"This really saves the time for my son to find the door. Are you Jin Tianzheng from Wuxue Mountain Villa?"
Shen Lang took a look at the middle-aged man in Jinyi before him, and asked nonchalantly.
"It's your grandfather Jin Tianzheng! Boy, who gave you the courage to run wild on our turf?" Jin Tianzheng stared at Shen Lang angrily, with a hint of fierce and violent expression at the corner of his mouth.
Although the little yellow-haired boy in front of him has the cultivation base of the immortal peak, he dares to be an enemy alone, really tired of his life!
"Your site? Interesting, when did Huang Huaguan become your waste site?"
Shen Lang glanced at the group of celestial monks of the Beiju Luzhou submissive sect, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"You bastard, dare you insult me ​​and wait?"
"A mere person, dare to be so arrogant, I really don't cry without seeing the coffin!"
"It's just looking for death!"
The group of celestial cultivators in front of them were instantly enraged by Shen Lang's words, and they were about to rush forward, but were stopped by Jin Tianzheng.
Jin Tianzheng's mouth showed a grinning smile: "This kid has a monk at the top of the heavens. It's a pity to kill him directly. It's better to let the owner of the village be a slave and call it arbitrarily!"
"Hahaha!"
Shen Lang smiled, the smile on his face was quite brilliant, the muscles on his face were beating, it was the first time that he heard such a stupid language.
"You want me to be your servant? Yes! But you have to promise me one condition." Shen Lang said with a smile.
Jin Tianzheng thought that Shen Lang was scared, and asked pretentiously: "What conditions?"
"You knelt down first and knocked a hundred heads for this uncle! When the knock is in place, this uncle will consider it again." Shen Lang sneered contemptuously at the corner of his mouth.
Jin Tian's righteous face turned blue, and he furiously said: "Boy, dare to play with me when you die? Since you want to die so much, this village owner will fulfill you!"
"The ninth order of heavenly immortality, the frost dragon descends from heaven!"
Jin Tianzheng let out a violent shout, pinched a seal with two fingers, and a violent blizzard suddenly rolled up in front of him.
Thousands of ice dragons burning fiercely cold flames rushed out from the blizzard, and the ice dragons flared their teeth and claws and attacked Shen Lang head-on.
"Fancy bells and whistles, vulnerable!"
A trace of contempt flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he fluffed his sleeves to roll up a flame storm formed by a real fire, and ran into the ice dragon with lightning speed.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a piercing roar, and a large number of ice dragons turned into a billowing white mist under the rush of the flame storm.
"what!"
Jin Tianzheng was caught off guard, and was hit by a fire storm. His clothes were completely burned by the true fire of Jiu Mei, and his entire body was burned by the flames, and he screamed like a pig.
However, this guy was not killed by the Jiu Mei Real Fire. He vomited a few large mouthfuls of essence and blood, causing a lot of cold light to appear on the surface of the body. This counteracted the Jiu Mei Real Fire's attack and looked abnormally embarrassed.
Seeing that Jin Tianzheng hadn't even survived a face-to-face encounter, the other Tianxian cultivators were shocked and dumbfounded, unable to recover for a while.
"I regard you as the leader of the Luzhou Traitor in the North Ju, how capable, it turns out that this is a crude skill, don't make people laugh!"
Shen Lang sneered, mocking it all. Jin Tianzheng's face was black like the bottom of a pot, but he couldn't refute it, and roared at the fairy monk behind him: "This village owner was beaten, do you still have the mood to watch the show? Hurry up together and kill this quickly. Reckless Huang Maoxiao
child! "
"Everyone go together!"
"Jointly kill this kid!"
Only then did the cultivators of the heavens react, and one after another displayed their supernatural powers, or sacrificed magic weapons, attacking Shen Lang.
Faced with such a mob, Shen Lang didn't bother to play anymore, pinched with two fingers: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Suddenly, the Tiangang Five Elements Sword broke out, turning into overlapping five-color sword lights, magnificent and powerful!
"go with!"
Shen Lang gave a soft drink, the dense five-color sword light swallowed toward the hundred celestial cultivators with the force of tsunami and landslides.
next moment.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The horrible sound of explosion was like the sky and the earth, and the sky burst and roared.
The five-color sword light kept splitting and exploding, and the huge destructive energy produced overwhelmed the attacks of the hundred celestial cultivators, and directly pressed towards the hundred celestial cultivators.
"what!"
For a time, the hundred celestial monks of the Beiju Luzhou Submission Sect uttered various horrified and hoarse shouts.
However, before they had time to panic, they were swallowed up by the flying sword light.
"Boom boom boom!" 　　 Amidst the thunderbolt of the clear sky, the bodies of hundreds of celestial cultivators were strangled by countless five-color sword lights to become dust, and there was no scum left!