Chapter 1192

Duan Jian was dishevelled and ragged. He looked extremely embarrassed.

He never dreamed that Shen Lang could resist the power of opening the seal. What kind of change is it? Is it amazing?

Before Duan Jian had a chance to breathe, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with fine light. He immediately released his transformation, holding a golden thunder halberd, turned into a wind, and rushed towards Duan Jian.

Duan Jian's spirit power is in disorder. Before he can call back Lei Huojian, Shen Lang has already rushed in front of him.

"Poof

The golden thunder halberd has poked into an inch of flesh and blood in Duan Jian's chest and abdomen, and a large number of golden arcs are gushing out from the halberd tip. As long as the waves activate the spirit power, the arc can instantly crush Duan Jian's body into slag!

"Mr. Duan, I won this duel, didn't I?" Shen Lang's face was cold and overcast, and his eyes were fixed on Duan Jian, and he spoke indifferently.

Instead of killing Duan Jian, he chose to give his opponent a step down. After all, this man is the son of the great friar in the later period of Yuanying. It would be very tragic to kill him.

Shen Lang is not the hot-blooded young man who can't control his emotions before. He naturally wants to fight back in one breath, but he also needs to keep a certain sense and can't ignore the consequences.

The flesh and blood between Duan Jian's chest and abdomen is indistinct. As long as the golden thunder halberd in Shen Lang's hand pokes forward, he will go back to the West.

Feeling the strong anger from Shen Lang, Duan Jian's face finally showed a strong color of fear. If he doesn't give in, this man will kill him!

Duan Jian's face turned white. He was always arrogant and rebellious. He felt that he had backbone and would rather die than give in.

But this time he really wanted to hang up because he didn't give in, which made the heart of Duan's sword hairy. His will and belief were immediately forgotten. He asked for mercy and said, "no, don't kill me. I give up! Please let me go

On hearing this, Shen Lang's face showed a sneer of disdain. This guy had been pretending to be a bully before. He turned out to be a counsellor.

"Mr. Duan is joking. I didn't say that I won't let you go." With a smile, Shen Lang took back the golden thunder halberd, shrugged his shoulders and said, "according to the previous agreement, your girlfriend is mine."

Duan Jian's handsome face was twisted. Although he was extremely angry, he did not dare to attack.

This man's magical power is unfathomable. He can even get his seal of opening the mountain. It's a bit too powerful. The combat power is indistinctly comparable to the later master of jiedan.

There were so many friars in jiedan period looking at him, Duan Jian felt that he had lost his face. He couldn't lift his head, and he had no face to stay here any more. Immediately put away the seal and fly away to the sky.

It turned out this way. The monks in the audience didn't expect it. They looked surprised and had some fun.

It's really unexpected that Duan Jian, who has always been arrogant and conceited, would ask for mercy.

I have to admit that the strength of this young sanxiu is amazing! The monks looked at the waves with a trace of awe.

The world of cultivating truth is based on strength.

However, this man only had the ability to kill Duan Jian in his early cultivation. It's hard to imagine.

Wang Qing took the lead to step forward, hugged Shen Lang, and said with a smile: "the strength of Dao you is really amazing. Before, I was clumsy and neglected. I hope you don't take it to heart."

"You're welcome, Wang Daoyou." Shen Lang smiles.

Many friars of jiedan came forward to greet Shen Lang one after another, and Shen Lang casually echoed a few words.

"Little girl, Xiao ling'er, I've met you. From now on, the little girl will be the maid of the elder generation. " Xiao ling'er quickly stepped forward and bowed to the waves.

Xiao ling'er's ice cold face was gone before, and a beautiful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, just like the blooming Begonia.

After decades of climbing in Xiuzhen world, Xiao ling'er's heart is not as simple as that of a little girl before.

The reason why Shen Lang changed his appearance should be that he didn't want to be recognized by others. Thinking of this, Xiao ling'er naturally did not rush to recognize Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took a look at Xiao ling'er and nodded slightly, slightly low-key.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it was just a little farce. Let's continue with the previous fair." Shen Lang said to the friars at the top of the mountain.

"Yes, we will continue the fair." Wang Qing smiles.

Friars jiedan agreed.

Although Duan Jian had a different background, he was also a monk in jiedan period. As a friar of jiedan period, he naturally wanted to give him a face, but he would not kneel down and lick him.

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, people push, but Duan Jian is crushed. Some people are willing to see jokes.

After that, they left the barren mountain and flew to Juxian Pavilion in Tianya city.

Shen Lang took Xiao ling'er's hand, and the white light shrouded her. They flew together. Feeling the heat of Shen Lang's palm, Xiao ling'er's pretty face was slightly red, and her heart beat faster.

Having not seen Shen Lang for more than 20 years, Xiao ling'er often misses her brother in name and the feeling of being cared for.Shen Lang disappeared suddenly 20 years ago. Xiao ling'er thought that something was wrong with him, so she was depressed for a long time.

From before, she had a special feeling for Shen Lang. Now Shen Lang appeared in front of her again and saved herself. Xiao ling'er was moved and happy.

After a while, they fled back to Juxian Pavilion in Tianya city and returned to the hall of the fair.

The monk of Zhongjie Danji continued to trade, and was not affected by the previous events.

Shen Lang is sitting on a jade chair. Xiao ling'er stands behind him, kneading his waist and beating his back, smiling.

This made Shen Lang a little uncomfortable, but he didn't refuse. I've just been in trouble with Duan Jian, but now it's really hard to expose my own details.

"I'm sorry. I want to repeat that. I have said that I want to exchange star stones before. I think you Taoist friends should remember it. Dare you ask, do you have no star stones? Even if there's only a clue from the star stone, I'd like to send out that talisman. " Shen Lang said.

The monks in the hall were silent.

But soon, a strong man with simple and honest appearance came forward to learn the cultivation of Dan in the early stage.

The strong man hugged Shen Lang: "Daoyou, I do have star stones, but the number is a little small."

Shen Lang's eyes brightened, and he said, "it's OK. You may as well take out the stone."

"All right." The strong man scratched his head, and then took out a cloth bag from the storage ring, which contained a star stone, the size of a fist, faintly emitting gray crystal light.

The strong man then handed the fist sized stone to Shen Lang for a look.

"This color is really a star stone." Shen Lang was very happy, but he thought it was a pity that the stone only weighed about a kilo, which was far from the weight he wanted.

But Shen Lang knows that a little makes a lot. Although it's hard to acquire Xingshi, it's a good start to acquire the first piece.

"Can you ask me a question, where did you come from?" Shen Lang asked.

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