Chapter 3037: 3042

When Shen Lang was thinking like this, there was a roar outside the barren mountain.

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

The roar was like ten thousand thunders, which shocked the whole barren mountain.

"Get the guys out of here

"Even the people in our Panshi stronghold dare to kill. They are really looking for death!"

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

Then, the noise of shouting and swearing came one after another. It seemed that a group of friars blocked the barren mountain where the waves were.

"No!"

Shen Lang's face changed greatly and his heart became cold. Didn't the guy from Panshi village catch up with him?

Right now.

Outside the barren mountain, nearly 20 Banxian groups in strange clothes surrounded the barren mountain, and the formation was amazing.

After these 20 Banxian, there are thousands of Mahayana monks. They hold high the flag of "panshizhai" and shout.

Zhang Feng, a middle-aged man in a fur coat, was the leader of Qianqiu mountain and the leader of Panshi village.

Shen Lang was also unlucky. When he was flying before, he hid his breath all the way. He thought no friar could trace his trace, but he was found.

Zhang Feng has the skill of "Tian Yan". Although he has not reached the level of Tian Yan Tong, he can see thousands of miles away.

The eye of heaven is a unique technique, which requires the consumption of chaotic spiritual power and weak soul power. It can make the monk see a certain area far away, and how far he can see depends on his own cultivation strength.

However, the peeping time of Tianyan is relatively short, which is only about ten seconds. Once used, it will not be used for a second time for a long time.

Rao has all kinds of limitations, and the skill of the eye of heaven is far greater than the divine sense of the half immortal.

The monks below the earth immortal can see the place farther than the divine knowledge by using the art of the heavenly eye, and they are very sensitive to the breath, and can track the spirit breath of the monks.

Even if the breath left by the waves was too weak, Zhang Feng caught him.

Banxian is not at the bottom of the real fairyland. Apart from those sects, there are not many Banxian who walk in the real fairyland. They can even be called experts.

There are not many immortals in panshizhai. Shen Lang killed two of them at once, making Zhang Feng furious.

After tracing the location where the breath of the waves disappeared, Zhang Feng immediately led the "army" of Panshi village to pursue and kill.

Listening to the shouting from outside the cave, Shen Lang's face was black like the bottom of a pot.

He just released his divine sense to explore one or two, and there were 21 Banxian outside the barren mountain! There are also thousands of Mahayana monks.

The key is that among the 21 Banxian, the first is the burly middle-aged man in a fur coat, who has the cultivation of Banxian in the later period, and there are also three monks in the middle period of Banxian.

No matter how Shen Lang felt that his strength was far beyond that of ordinary Banxian monks, he still had no bottom in his heart when facing so many Banxian monks.

"There's no choice but to fight to the death!"

Shen Lang bit his teeth and blamed himself for not being alert before.

After being at ease in the ancient spirit world for a long time, he was suddenly allowed to survive in the crevice, which was really not suitable.

"Stronghold leader, this boy has been hiding in it. Do you want us to kill him and find him out?" A yellow faced young man came forward and asked for instructions.

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

Zhang Feng waved his hand and grasped a blue seal with his right finger.

"Magic, pure lotus, green fire!"

Zhang Feng pushed into the magic power of chaos in Fayin, and saw that the cyan Fayin rushed out of the blue fire like the sun. A large area of green fire gathered into a group, forming a huge cyan fire lotus, spinning at high speed in front of Zhang Feng.

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Some friars dare to bully the head of their rock stronghold. As the stronghold leader, Zhang Feng naturally wants to demonstrate to let the boy know his power.

"Go

With Zhang Feng's violent drinking, the green fire lotus with high-speed rotation, like a spiral dart, flies towards the barren mountain.

Where Huolian passes, the air is twisted and full of strong destructive power.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The sound of explosion is like the explosion of atomic bomb, the mountains and the ground are broken, and the twisted heat wave sweeps around.

The whole barren mountain was destroyed in an instant, the trees burned into a scorched black, the rocks and land were engulfed by the green fire, and instantly burned into a huge pit.

"The stronghold leader is powerful!"

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

"Ha ha, the stronghold leader has great powers. I'm afraid the thieves have burned to ashes!"

A group of semi immortal friars in the surrounding rock stronghold complimented one after another.

Zhang Feng looked at the scorched barren mountain, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "hum, if this boy died so easily, it would be cheaper for him.""As you wish!"

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

The round shield rose in the storm and splashed red light into the sky. There were nine sharp edges in the corners of the shield. The edges were polished like blood colored crystal stones. They were sharp and bloodthirsty!

Red round shield incarnated as spiral stars, attacked Zhang Feng with the potential of mountains and rivers collapsing.

"The power of chaos?"

Zhang Feng's face changed slightly, and his right hand pinched out a green fire lotus again, shooting at the Chixiao shield!

"Boom!"

The green fire lotus bumps into the chixiaodun and makes an earth shaking roar.

Large areas of green fire and red light interweave with each other, and the shock of terror energy makes a group of Mahayana monks in the back of Panshi village try their best to open the defense barrier and retreat one after another.

Chixiaodun was knocked out by the green fire lotus, turned half a circle in the air, and was caught by the waves rising from the pit.

Shen Lang didn't want to consume chaos spirit power too much, so he caught Zhang Feng's two attacks with Chixiao shield, which consumed less spirit power. His face was still ugly.

In front of him, the stronghold leader of the rock stronghold was much stronger than he thought. If the other party could send out the powerful magic immediately, he certainly didn't use all his strength.

"It's the thief!"

"Catch him and avenge the brothers!"

"Don't let him run away!"

When the Banxian of Panshi village saw that Shen Lang was rushing out of the fire, they were furious and wanted to catch Shen Lang.

"Wait!"

With a big wave of his hand, Zhang Feng motioned to everyone not to do it.

A group of Banxian stopped and went back to Zhang Feng honestly, waiting for orders.

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

"Leave? ha-ha! You killed my two brothers in Panshi village, and you want to leave without saying an apology? " Zhang Feng's eyes flashed a fierce light like tiger and leopard's.

Shen Lang frowned. As a last resort, he really didn't want to fight with these crazy dogs in Panshi village. He had to try to reason: "Daoyou, I didn't mean to make trouble, but you two monks in Panshi village embarrassed me first. I just ascended to the fairyland. I didn't know what to do. I accidentally killed the two Taoist friends in Panshi stronghold. I'm really sorry... "

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