Chapter 3202

Xia Shan'er managed to stabilize her figure. She looked back at Shen Lang and said, "younger martial brother!"

"Let's go, elder martial sister. The farther you go, the better!"

Shen Lang sent out a cold voice.

"Younger martial brother, why are you suffering..."

Xia Shan'er's face was covered with tears and her heart was breaking.

She owes Shen Lang so much that she would rather die by herself than let Shen Lang die instead of her.

The yellow wind demon king's golden eyes were staring at Shen Lang, and he said, "boy, I've released this woman. Now I'll tell this king what you know!"

Shen Lang said calmly: "Huangfeng demon king, I know more than you think. I can tell you all the secrets, but you must let all the disciples of the ancient ware sect leave here safely."

"Wow

As soon as this word came out, it immediately caused a great disturbance.

All the monks of the ancient ware sect were shocked and awed. Unexpectedly, Shen Lang was willing to commit danger to save the sect?

"Just a half immortal mole ant, also dare to advance in an inch!"

"If you dare to discuss terms with our king, you are really looking for death!"

"Boy, who gave you the courage to tease the king?"

Several goblins roared furiously in their mouths.

The yellow wind demon king threw his cape and motioned for the demons to be quiet. He glanced at Shen Lang and said without expression: "boy, my Wang Gu and meet your requirements, let the mob behind you get out of here quickly!"

All the demons on the warship were looking at each other, and some of them could not understand why the king trusted a yellow boy so much.

The reason why the yellow wind demon king gave in to Shen Lang was that he suspected that Shen Lang had got the remnant treasure map from Huangfengling.

Shen Lang mentioned not only the treasure map, but also the omen. This is not a coincidence, which shows that Shen Lang really knows the crucial clues.

The yellow wind demon king has always been very interested in the treasure left by the ancestor Huang Feng Da Sheng. Although he does not know what the treasure is, it must be hundreds of times better than the treasure of heaven and earth!

Ning Rufeng's hoarse voice exclaimed, "shenlang, this disaster belongs to the whole sect of the ancient artifact gate. You don't have to bear it alone!"

Shen Lang shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "master, I have my own reason to do this! You should lead the people of the sect to leave here as soon as possible. "

"Shen Lang boy, the antique ware gate owes you a favor!"

Ning Rufeng bit his teeth and stopped persuading Shen Lang. He yelled at the disciples: "the monks of the ancient ware gate will follow me quickly and leave here!"

"Yes..."

All the disciples of the ancient ware sect answered and threw grateful eyes to Shen Lang, as if to say goodbye to Shen Lang.

Soon, Ning Rufeng led a large number of ancient artifact monks to leave cangluan mountain and fly to the East.

"Good disciple Take care

He Jian's eyes showed a deep intolerance. After a long sigh, his lonely back kept up with the monks of the ancient ware gate.

Ning Xiaoyao flew to xiashan'er and pulled her over: "Shan'er, follow me quickly!"

"But younger martial brother Shen, he..."

Xia Shan'er was dim in tears and didn't want to leave.

"Don't be silly! Shen Lang risked his life to save your life. He hoped that you could pay attention to your own life, not let you continue to die! " Rather small demon Jiao rebukes a voice, a burst of hard drag, finally took Xia Shan Er to take away.

Xia Shan'er was crying, and her mood was about to collapse.

Ning Xiaoyao looked back at Shen Lang, a trace of sadness and desolation flashed between her eyebrows.

Without much thought, Ning Xiaoyao took xiashan'er to keep up with the group of friars of ancient ware gate.

After a while, all the monks of the ancient ware gate left cangluan mountain.

"Boy, are you satisfied now?" The king of the yellow wind demon looked at Shen Lang and snorted coldly.

Shen Lang's divine sense glanced around and was relieved to make sure that the monk of the ancient artifacts door had evacuated to a safe distance.

Without those monks, he could let go.

"Hahaha, shen wants to thank you for giving me this opportunity! It's a pity that Shen doesn't want to be captured. If you want to know the secret of the treasure, it depends on whether you have this ability. "

Shen Lang grinned coldly, offering the Seven Saints' tide watch chart with lightning speed, and poured chaotic spiritual power into the chart crazily.

Previously, the remnant souls of the Seven Saints in Meishan entered the Seven Saints' tide watching chart, which was equivalent to giving Shen Lang a chance to save his life. Shen Lang only needs to urge the Seven Saints to watch the tide again, and then he can summon the remaining souls of the Seven Saints in Meishan to help himself.

"If you don't eat, you'll be punished, and you'll die!"

After being teased by Shen Lang, the yellow wind demon king could not bear it. His face flashed violent color, and his right hand turned into golden claw again. He captured Shen Lang with lightning and thunder.

"Seven Saints, please

Shen Lang's eyes were like electricity. He tried his best to infuse chaos into the Seven Saints' tide watching chart.

"Buzz!"With the blessing of a large number of chaotic spiritual powers, the Seven Saints' tide watching pictures suddenly release the golden awns which are full of the sun, and the seven golden mansions in the painting turn into the posture of the Seven Saints in Meishan.

The spirit of the Seven Saints awakened at this moment.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Suddenly, the seven spiritual pressures swept across the whole world. The terrible spiritual pressure storm gushed out from the remnant souls of the Seven Saints in Meishan, and spread in all directions like a hurricane. All the demon practitioners on the pressed warships couldn't breathe.

Yuan Hong, the eldest brother, spurts out a red gold light column at his mouth, and with a kind of almost strange speed, he bumps into the golden claw attacked by the yellow wind demon king.

"Dong

The roar of a mountain fall is deafening, and the light of two attacks is flashing. They are equally matched.

Yuan Hong's remnant soul rushed out a blow, barely withstanding the attack of the yellow wind demon king, and said in a deep voice: "little friend Shen Lang, your call is timely! Come on, call me, and what shall we do? "

"Seven Saints of Meishan, please help me kill this group of demon Xius

Shen Lang pointed to a large number of demon repairs in Huangfeng cave on the opposite dozen spirit boat warships, and cried out loud.

"Seven Saints of Meishan?"

The yellow wind demon king suddenly changed color.

At the same time, the ten immortals and Demons around him all showed a frightful look.

The Seven Saints of Meishan can be said to be the most famous Great supernatural monks in Meishan area except for the Erlang God Yang Jian. Most of the experienced earth immortals and demons have seen the portraits of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

The seven virtual figures flying out of the mysterious ancient paintings are really like the legendary Seven Saints of Meishan! The unique sense of authority of the great power monk does not seem to be fake.

However, different from the real Seven Saints of Meishan, the "Seven Saints of Meishan" are all in the state of virtual shadow, which is very likely to be the body of the remnant soul.

"Tut, Shen Lang boy, this time you've knocked us down!" Jin Dasheng glanced at the opposite demon Xiu lineup and immediately smacked his lips.

"What are you afraid of? This is the last time that our seven brothers have been left in the world, and we can do a big job! " Wu Long drank and roared.

"Yes, I can feel the meaning of being alive if I can fight a battle before the soul disappears!" Yang Xian laughed loudly.

Without any fear, the brothers are ready for a big war.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!