Hua Ziling flew down from Lei Jiao's back and immediately flew to Shen Lang's side.

"Hua Ziling, why are you here?" Shen Lang asked with a frown.

"It's such a big move, can't you come? My girl guessed that you would not be so peaceful. As expected, you still fought. " Hua Ziling is biting on Bei's teeth.

Before, the wind and thunder demon king and Hua Ziling stayed on a barren mountain 20000 miles north of Liuyun mountain. They wanted to wait for Shen Lang to come back.

As a result, Shen Lang didn't wait. The battle between the Northern Alliance Army and the East army on the side of Liuyun mountain was so strong that they were alarmed.

The wind and thunder demon king and Hua Ziling thought that things had changed. They couldn't wait. They flew to the battlefield and wanted to wish Shen Lang a hand.

"No need. You are not from Yunjian Beilu. You don't need to participate in this battlefield. Besides, it's dangerous here. I can't protect you at any time. Hua Ziling, you'd better leave the battlefield quickly! " "Deep waves and deep voices.

"Shen, don't belittle people like that, OK? My mother is not so delicate. I must join in! " Flower purple's spirit is in a bad way.

Shen Lang is a little speechless. He understands Hua Ziling's character and can't persuade him if he wants to.

As soon as the storage ring in his hand was bright, Shen Lang took out the sun god bow and several powerful top-level magic weapons, relieved the magic thoughts on the magic weapons, and forced them to Hua Ziling.

The power of the sun god bow is amazing, but it costs a little more power, and the attack needs to be prepared. Shen Lang rarely uses this treasure after breaking through the middle period of Yuanying. He simply gives it to huaziling.

Although the sun god bow has defects, it is still a powerful magic weapon for Shen Lang and has not been eliminated. If it's someone else, he must be reluctant to give it away. Huaziling is another matter. Shen Lang doesn't want to hurt this woman.

"You can use them. They are not for fun on the battlefield. Just don't play yourself to death."

With that, Shen Lang turned around and rushed into the battle group ahead.

Hua Ziling's pretty face was green and white, and she shouted, "Hello, Shen, I don't want your charity!"

"I'm too lazy to give it to ordinary people. Please don't throw it away for me." Shen Lang slouched away and continued to rush to the battle group.

"Well, it's a pity to throw it away. You don't have to use it for nothing." Hua Ziling turned her head and blushed. She immediately recognized the LORD with the blood of the magic weapon such as the sun god bow.

Feel the amazing light from the bow of the sun god, the beautiful eyes of the purple flower, know that this treasure is not an ordinary product.

The power of the sun god bow is only a little worse than the fake treasure. In the early days of the yuan baby, the friars can hold this level of magic, and their combat power will definitely increase.

Hua Ziling has spent most of her time cultivating in the past few years. She really lacks decent magic weapons. Shen Lang has just helped her with these top-level magic weapons.

On the other side, after being tied up by Lei Jiao, he was frightened and panicked. He tried to struggle, but his body was so wrapped up by Lei Jiao that he couldn't get rid of it.

Fortunately, it's the same beast with thunder attribute. The thunder and lightning on Lei Jiao didn't cause fatal injury to him, but his body was also paralyzed and hard to move.

"Forgive me, Taoist! You and I are demon cultivators. Why kill each other? " The thundering and wind sculpture exclaimed. He can only beg for mercy for his ninth level accomplishments. "

In response, it was the more ferocious attack of the demon king.

Lei Jiao's blade like iron tail strangled the neck of the fierce thunder and wind sculpture. His sharp teeth and teeth bit his wings, and a lot of blood poured out of the fierce thunder and wind sculpture.

"Click!"

Lei Jiao's sharp teeth have broken the wings of the fierce thunder and wind carving. With the sound of several brittle bones breaking, Lei Jiao's entanglement is getting tighter and tighter.

"Ah!!!" The thunder and the wind screamed and the huge body trembled slightly.

He was unwilling to give in, his eyes were red, and a huge amount of lightning rushed out of his body, trying to fight back, but only shot down a few scales on Lei Jiao.

The strength of the two is not the same level at all. They are both monsters with thunder attribute. The lightning attack of the thunderbolt and the wind carving has little effect on the thunder demon king.

Lei Jiao crazily tore at the body of the fierce thunder and wind sculpture. The latter was full of blood.

The fierce thunder and wind sculptures were burning blood essence. Now they continue to suffer from this kind of heavy damage. Their vitality is rapidly weakened and they make a weak howl.

It's almost time to see it. Lei Jiao's wild hair opened its huge mouth and directly grabbed the head of the fierce thunder and Wind Eagle. Like a python devouring prey, Lei Jiao swallowed the fierce thunder and Wind Eagle directly!

Looking at this scene of sinister people, the friars who are fighting and killing all around are bristling.

Shen Lang in the battle group was also stunned. The thunder demon king carved the thunder and wind directly! The strength is not weak.

"Bastard!"

Sensing that his spirit beast was killed, old Zhuang's heart was dripping blood, and he could not help cursing.

What makes him more furious is that Shen Lang has killed friars in the battle group.

It's a kind of magic power of seven xuanqin. Shen Lang is invincible in the battlefield. No one can enter him even if he enters and exits seven times.

In less than a few minutes, Shen Lang killed another friar in the early days of Yuanying. With his current accomplishments and strength, it was easy to kill the friar in the early days of Yuanying.

After eating the fierce thunder and wind carving, the power of the demon king of wind thunder soared.

After the general high-level monster devours another high-level monster, it will definitely increase its power. The concept of Demon power rising is different from the ascent of accomplishments. It can be compared to the surge of spiritual power of monks. In a short time, the combat power can increase a lot, but the accomplishments will not increase.

But after this time limit, the monster's Demon power will be restored as before, and its accomplishments will not be affected.

Of course, there are also some special heaven and Earth Spirit beasts that can devour other high-level monsters to improve their accomplishments, such as thunder light beasts.

After the Demon power soared, the thunder demon king was full of fighting spirit. He rushed towards Shen Lang and shouted: "brother Shen, I'll help you!"

"Thank you! Brother Fenglei, join the battle group with me! " Shen Lang is not polite either, roaring at the demon king of thunder and wind.

"Good!"

The wind thunder demon king answered and immediately followed the waves.

"The dead wave stinks, but I don't want to call you my girl?" Hua Ziling is biting the red lips. She is angry and helpless.

Of course, she knew that Shen Lang felt that her strength was weak and she was very depressed.

Seeing that Shen Lang brought a ninth level demon cultivator to help Shen Lang, the friars of the Yuan Dynasty in northern land, such as the old devil of the wind and the moon, were overjoyed. The Ninth level demon cultivator was comparable to the existence of the later period of the Yuan Dynasty, which was enough to overturn the war situation.

Shen Lang and the demon king of wind and thunder are crazy to kill in the battle group, and Hua Ziling is not weak.

In less than two minutes, the three men shot and killed four monks, including one in the middle of the first half of the year.

The situation is totally one-sided. The friars of the first infant period in the East were killed and injured more than half.

Eight yuan infantile friars, including Feng Yue old devil and Gu Tianning, are besieging niutoumamian.

The body of two fierce ghosts has left many wounds, and the green blood splashes all over.

Zhuang laoguai was sweating all over. No matter how fierce his face was, he would not be able to face such a multiple siege of infant monks.