Chapter 3037

When Shen Lang thought about it like this, there was a loud roar outside the barren mountain.

"The odds and ends hiding in this barren mountain, get out and die for me!"

The roar is like thousands of thunder, which makes the whole barren mountain shake.

"Get out of here!"

"Even the people in our rock stronghold dare to kill. They really want to die!"

"Brothers, don't let this boy run away!"

Then, the noisy shouting and swearing came one after another. It seemed that a group of monks blocked the mountain where Shen Lang was.

"No!"

Shen Lang's face in the cave of the barren mountain has changed a lot, and his heart has cooled. Is it not the guy from the rock stronghold who has caught up with him?

At this moment.

Outside the barren mountain, nearly 20 half immortal groups dressed in strange clothes surrounded the barren mountain. The formation was amazing.

After these twenty half immortals, they followed thousands of monks during the Mahayana period. They held up the flag of "rock village" and shouted.

The leader is a big middle-aged man in an animal skin coat. His name is Zhang Feng. He is the bandit head of Qianqiu peak and the stronghold leader of Panshi stronghold.

Shen Lang is also unlucky. When he was flying, he hid his breath all the way. I thought there would be no friar to trace his trace, but he was found.

Zhang Feng has the skill of "Tianyan". Although he has not reached the level of tianyantong, he can also see through thousands of miles.

Tianyan is a unique technique, which consumes chaotic spiritual power and weak soul power. It allows monks to see a region far away. How far they can see depends on the strength of the monks themselves.

However, the peeping time is short, which is only about ten seconds. Once used, it will be unable to use the second time for a long time.

Rao has all kinds of limitations, and the skill of heavenly eye is far greater than that of the half immortal.

The friars below the immortals can see farther than the divine sense by using the skill of the heavenly eye, and they are very sensitive to the breath, and can trace the spirit breath of the friars.

Even if the breath left by Shen Lang is too weak, it is still caught by Zhang Feng.

Half immortals are not at the bottom of the fairyland. Apart from those sects, there are not many half immortals walking in the fairyland. They can even be called experts.

There were not many half immortals in Panshi stronghold. Shen Lang killed two at once, which made Zhang Feng furious.

After tracing the location where Shen Lang's breath disappeared, Zhang Feng immediately led the "army" of panshizhai to hunt down.

Listening to the shouting and scolding from the outside of Dongfu, Shen Lang's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

He just released his divine sense and explored one or two. Twenty one half immortals came outside the barren mountain! There are also thousands of Mahayana monks.

The key is that among the 21 half immortals, the first big middle-aged man in an animal skin coat has his later accomplishments, and there are also three middle-aged half immortals.

Even if Shen Lang thought that his strength was far beyond the ordinary half immortal, and faced with so many half immortal friars at the same time, he still had no bottom in his heart.

"I can't help it. I have to fight for it!"

Shen Lang bit his teeth, blaming himself for not being alert.

In the ancient spiritual world, he was so comfortable for a long time that suddenly he was living in the crevice, which was not suitable for him.

"Stronghold leader, this kid has been huddled in it. Shall we kill him and get him out?" A yellow faced youth came forward to ask for instructions.

"No, I have a way to force him out!"

Zhang Feng put his hand in a big way, holding a blue French seal with his right finger.

"Magic, pure lotus and green fire!"

Zhang Feng breaks into the chaotic spirit force towards the French seal, only to see that the blue French seal rushes out of the blue fire, which is as strong as the sun. A large number of blue fires gather into a group, forming a huge blue fire lotus, which rotates at a high speed in front of Zhang Feng.

Some monks dare to bully them on the head of the rock stronghold. As the stronghold leader, Zhang Feng naturally wants to demonstrate and let the boy know his strength.

"Go!"

With Zhang Feng's violent drinking, the blue fire lotus, like a spiral dart, flies towards the barren mountain.

Where the fire lotus passes, the air is not only twisted, but also full of strong destructive power.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The sound of the explosion is like the explosion of an atomic bomb. The mountains are crumbling and the twisted heat waves are sweeping around.

The whole barren mountain was completely destroyed in an instant, the trees were burnt into a piece of burnt black, the rock land was swallowed by the green fire, and in an instant, it was burned into a huge pit.

"Stronghold leader is powerful!"

"The stronghold leader's move is really extraordinary!"

"Ha ha, the stronghold leader has a lot of powers. I'm afraid the thief has burned to ashes!"

A group of semi immortal friars in the surrounding rock stronghold complimented each other.

Zhang Feng looked at the burning waste mountain, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "hum, if this boy died so easily, it would be cheap for him."

"As you wish!"

In the light of the fire, a red round shield suddenly flew out.

The round shield rises in the face of the storm, splashing red light, and nine sharp edges pop up at the corners of the shield. The edges are like Bloodstone polished, sharp and bloodthirsty!

The red shield, incarnated as a spiral star, attacked Zhang Feng with the potential of mountains and rivers collapsing.

"The power of chaos?"

Zhang Feng's face changed a little, his right hand pinched out a blue fire lotus again, and he flew towards the red sky shield!

"Boom!"

The blue fire lotus bumps into the red sky shield and makes a loud roar.

A large number of green fires and red lights interweave with each other. The impact of terrorist energy makes a group of Mahayana monks in the back of Panshi stronghold try their best to open the defense barrier and retreat one after another.

Chixiao shield is hit by the blue fire lotus and flies out. After half a circle in the air, it is caught by the heavy waves rising from the pit.

Shen Lang doesn't want to consume more chaotic power. He catches Zhang Feng's two attacks with Chixiao shield, which consumes less power. His face is still ugly.

In front of him, the stronghold leader of the rock stronghold is much stronger than he imagined. The other side can use the magic skill with great power at once. He certainly didn't use all his strength.

"It's the thief!"

"Take him and avenge the two brothers!"

"Don't let him go!"

A group of half immortals in Panshi stronghold saw Shen Lang rush out of the fire. They were furious and wanted to catch Shen Lang.

"Wait!"

Zhang Feng waved his hand and motioned to everyone not to start.

A group of half immortals stopped and went back to Zhang Feng's back, waiting for orders.

Shen Lang didn't run away either. He flew to the opposite side of Zhang Feng and said with a fist: "I don't want to be your enemy. Can you let me go?"

"Leave? Ha-ha! You killed my two brothers in Panshi stronghold. You didn't say a word of apology, so you wanted to pat your ass and leave? " Zhang Feng's eyes flashed a fierce light like a tiger and a leopard.

Shen Lang frowned. As a last resort, he didn't want to fight with the mad dogs in the rock stronghold, so he tried to reason: "Taoist friend, I didn't mean to cause trouble before, but the two monks in your rock stronghold were in trouble with me first. I've just risen to the real fairyland. I don't know how to deal with it. I killed those two Taoist friends in Panshi stronghold accidentally. I'm really sorry... "