The woods were in a mess, a large number of trees fell on the ground, sawdust.
Two Tianquan patriarchs in jiedan period urge the magic weapon to fight with blood zombies.
A group of high-level disciples also tried their best to help.
The scene was a little tragic. The strength of the blood soul zombies was too strong, and the disciples and elders of Tianquan sect obviously fell behind.
There are two high-level disciples in the middle of building foundation who have been killed on the ground, and the blood on the ground is gorgeous.
"Elder martial brother Wang, this red hair monster is too strong. We'd better withdraw!" At the beginning of jinpao jiedan, an old man yelled as he urged the magic weapon.
"No! This monster is too fierce. If we withdraw, all the disciples will definitely suffer. " In the middle of jiedan, the old man gritted his teeth.
"Roar!"
Blood soul zombies are crazy. They wave their bloody claws with both hands, and there is a wave of blood light around them. The two friars of jiedan period have to fight to defend themselves.
Just at this critical moment, the waves fell from the sky and fell over the woods with a wave of white robe.
"Boom!"
A golden flying sword is shooting like a meteor towards the blood soul zombie, accompanied by a huge thunder.
The red and golden Yuyang gold thunder carried by the sword body directly penetrated the belly of the blood soul zombie and made a big blood hole.
"Ouch, ouch!"
Blood soul zombies twitch all over, and their mouths roar with pain. The voice is particularly creepy, and a lot of red and black blood gushes out of their lower abdomen.
In an instant, the red gold arc of Yuyang golden thunder spread to the blood soul zombie, and the whole body was bouncing, making a "yiyiyi" sound, and emitting a lot of white smoke.
The blood soul zombie convulsed for a while, then fell to the ground with no breath.
After a blow, the golden flying sword turned into a streamer and flew back to the hands of Shen Lang.
Shen Lang made a set of nine original Flying swords by himself. He named the golden flying sword "Lei Ze Fen Guang Jian".
Yuyang Jinlei in a Leize lightsaber can easily kill the blood soul zombies at the top of jiedan.
Shen Lang is quite satisfied with the power of the single handle Leize lightsaber. The strength of the magic weapon flying sword will have a great influence on the Jiuli sword array.
A group of elders and disciples of Tianquan sect in the jungle saw a young man in white robe fall from the sky and killed the blood soul zombie with one blow. All of them were still confused.
With such terrible strength, it is only possible to be a monk in Yuan infant period.
"Shen Elder Shen Two friars in jiedan period recognized Shen Lang first, and their mind was shocked.
Shen Lang's portraits have been hanging in all the halls of Tianquan sect for a long time. Even if the elders of Tianquan sect had not seen Shen Lang himself, they knew his appearance very well.
"Disciple, I have seen elder Shen! Thank you for saving your life. "
Two friars of jiedan period immediately knelt down in front of Shen Lang. A group of disciples also knelt down one after another during the foundation period, their faces showing the ecstasy of the rest of their lives.
It's said that elder Shen, a new member of Tianquan sect, has amazing powers and has defeated Xuanyuan, a famous expert of Juque sect.
This news is well known to all the elders and disciples of Tianquan sect, but this elder Shen has never seen a dragon before. All the disciples doubted the truth of the news. After all, Shen Lang was just in his infancy.
But seeing that Shen Lang easily killed the bloody zombie whose combat power was comparable to jiedan's peak, the elders and disciples of Tianquan sect at the scene deeply realized the power of elder Shen, which was so terrible!
"Get up. Don't worship me. I just happened to meet you here. Why do our disciples come to such a place? " Shen Lang asked in a deep voice.
The purple robed elder, the leader, said respectfully: "elder Hui Shen, every 20 years, our school will select a group of high-level disciples with good talent to go out for training, led by two elder jiedan. The team led by the younger generation has been arranged to the mountains outside the holy mark canyon. "
Shen Lang nodded slightly. So he knew nothing about the sect.
"The blood soul zombie should be the thing of the Lord, how can this kind of thing stare at you?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
The purple robed elder frowned and replied, "elder Shen, I don't know why the red haired monster is staring at us. On the way here, I have seen the bodies of many monks. This red haired monster seems to attack only human friars. My disciples Two of them were killed by the red haired monster. "
Shen Lang glanced at the two fallen foundation building disciples. They had no breath. They were hopeless. There was a trace of gloom in his face.
Seeing that the two elders and a group of disciples in the foundation period were also injured to a certain extent, Shen Lang threw a bottle of healing pills directly from the storage ring.
"I know. I'll take care of it. Don't linger here. Go back to the sect. " Shen Lang said in a deep voice.
"Yes, elder Shen!"
Two elder jiedan and all his disciples bowed respectfully.
As soon as the voice fell, the waves rose into the sky and turned into a streamer, flying towards the depths of the jungle.He could conclude that the bloody zombie was absolutely controlled by human beings, and it must have come from the hands of the yuan infant friars.
Anyway, he killed the disciple of Tianquan sect in front of himself, which made Shen Lang very unhappy.
Although he doesn't have a great sense of belonging to tianquanzong, he still wants to fight for it.
Shen Lang was a monk in Yuanying period, and his ability to detect breath was much stronger than that in jiedan period. He could sense the smell of the bloody zombie.
Tracing back to the source of the breath, Shen Lang flew all the way to a dark valley.
The valley is surrounded by mountains, dark and humid, and the air is filled with a layer of white fog, which is very cloudy.
Shen Lang let out his divine sense and carefully investigated the surrounding scenes. Soon, he found an abnormal place.
On a stone wall full of moss and weeds, Shen Lang found a trace of magic array.
The technique is very skillful. This kind of prohibition may be better than that of the ordinary friars in the early Yuanying period. However, Shen Lang has swallowed the dream fruit, and his divine sense is much higher than that of the friars in the early Yuanying period.
"Taoist friends in the magic array, don't hide, please come out for a chat!" Shen Lang gave a rude shout, which shocked the whole valley.
There was no response from the stone wall.
Shen Lang sneered: "I have no malice. I just want to get justice back. If Daoyou still ignore it, don't blame Shen for breaking through the battle force! "
As soon as the words came out, there was news.
"Where did you come from? How dare you disturb my practice? Are you impatient?" There was a hoarse cry from the stone wall.
The other side was so rude that Shen Lang was a little annoyed and didn't bother to be polite. He said coldly, "is the blood soul zombie from the pavilion? This thing killed two disciples of Tianquan sect, and I have killed them myself. If you come out to apologize, it will be over. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude! "
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