Godly Dragon Guard

"Offended." Shen Lang chuckled, put away the golden flying sword, and brought back the sky blue divine sand.

Xuanyuanhong finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still shocked in a cold sweat.

He really couldn't even dream that the opponent's strength was so high?

With such a sharp method, if Shen Lang was a monk in the middle Yuan Ying, Xuanyuan Hong would have no doubt.

"My son, your combat power is far higher than that of ordinary Yuan Ying early cultivators. If the Nine Li sword array is displayed, it is estimated that you can kill the mid cultivators." Xiao Rou in the spirit beast bag made a voice transmission. There was a hint of joy in it.

"Just so-so. If you really encounter a mid-term cultivator, you still have to say whether you can kill the opponent, but self-protection is definitely okay." Shen Lang said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the sound transmission replied.

The first time he fought head-on with the Yuanying-period monk, it was Xuanyuanhong, an early peak monk who had been famous for a long time.

Being able to easily defeat the opponent has proved that Shen Lang's strength far exceeds that of ordinary Yuanying early cultivators, and should not be much worse than the middle Yuanying cultivators.

Shen Lang was in a good mood and was quite satisfied with his current strength.

The group of Yuanying-period monks watching in the sky was stunned. They originally thought this was a performance by Xuanyuanhong, but they didn't expect Xuanyuanhong to be beaten into dogs...

Shen Lang's magical powers are indeed a little unfathomable. The Nascent Souls veterans present are extremely shocked, and they have already given birth to a trace of intense fear for this newly promoted Nascent Souls monk.

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan seemed to be dreaming, and they were a little unbelievable until now that Shen Lang, a monk who had just given birth for a few years, would be so powerful.

It seems that their Tianquan Sect really recruited a monster of the heaven-defying level!

Although Xuanyuanhong had lost miserably, his brain was very clever, and Shen Lang was so terrifying in strength that he absolutely couldn't engage with him.

He endured a moment of suffocation, and laughed loudly: "Let you all my fellow disciples laugh, the magical powers of Taoist Fellow Shen of Tianquan Sect are really unfathomable, the old man sighs!"

After speaking, Xuanyuanhong also bowed to Shen Lang, "Daoist Shen, the old man used to be rude and offended, so I hope you don't take it seriously."

Shen Lang smiled indifferently: "Daoist Xuanyuan is polite, Shen is not the kind of person with a small belly. Moreover, Shen has benefited a lot from this discussion, and I hope that Daoists will give more guidance in the future."

"Give me pointers? Don't be jokes, Fellow Daoist Shen! You pointed us that the old guys who sit in the well and watch the sky are almost the same." Xuanyuanhong was a bit speechless.

Look at me and I look at you, a group of onlookers of Yuanying stage old monsters, the old face is a little embarrassed.

These primordial primordial monsters have lived for many years, and their minds are naturally deep. When they were in the hall just now, everyone was obviously a little negligent of Shen Lang, and they also said some high-ranking words.

"Ahem...The strength of Fellow Daoist Shen is appalling. It really opened my eyes to wait!"

"The old man admires that Fellow Shen Daoist is so talented, if he can break through the late Yuan Ying stage and even the transformation stage with time, it may not be hopeless!"

"Haha, there is a fellow Taoist Shen in Tianquan Sect. In time, he will surely become the No. 1 school of Misty Mountain."

The cultivators all praised.

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan laughed from ear to ear, and were greatly relieved, thinking that they really had found a treasure!

"Junior Brother Shen, we are so miserable for you to hide it!" Lu Yuan couldn't help but step forward and smiled at Shen Lang.

"Senior brother joked. It's the first time I played against the Yuan Yingqi monk. I didn't know much about my strength before." Shen Lang hahad.

Jiang Hai also laughed and said, "You don't have to be humble, the younger brother, just the hand you showed just now, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are the first monk of the Mian Mi Mountain."

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan thought that they were not Shen Lang's opponents, and they felt a sense of awe for him.

Being praised by the cultivators of the Yuanying Period, Shen Lang still feels a little proud. Only strength in the cultivation world is the most realistic thing.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, the time is almost up." Zhou Jun pointed out and reminded Xuanyuanhong.

Xuanyuanhong nodded slightly and said loudly, "Okay, the farce just now is over. I believe you all have a new understanding of Fellow Daoist Shen. Next, my Juquemen's sword welcoming meeting will begin soon. Welcome everyone. Friends go to the ceremony."

"it is good!"

Zhong Yuan Yingqi old monsters responded one after another, and they were also very interested.

The so-called "Welcoming Sword Conference" is naturally the "Pingshan Sword", the pseudo-precious and wild spirit treasure that was unlocked by the giant gate, and the cultivators of the Yuanying Period from the Misty Mountain also came for this.

"Dear fellow fellows, please follow me!"

Xuanyuan Hong laughed loudly, and led a group of cultivators from the Nascent Soul Stage to fly away from the back mountain and came to the square of the Juque Gate.

The Juquemen Square at this moment is already crowded. At this welcoming sword meeting, Juquemen sent out invitations widely, and a large number of immortal cultivation sects from Mt.

Wanlong Mountain, Lingjiu Palace, and Tianquan Sect's Yuan Yingji monks sat on the dedicated seats at the top of the square.

Shen Lang and other monks in the Yuan Ying period have already taken their seats, and are worshipped by a large number of monks from below.

Shen Lang was a little uncomfortable with such a formal occasion.

Lu Yuan was right next to Shen Lang's seat, and smiled and said, "Haha, Junior Brother would like to see the power of this Pingshan Sword, right? Wait for the Xuanyuan Taoist Fellows to try the sword at the Welcome Sword Conference."

"Oh? This is a bit interesting." Shen Lang came a little interested.

Not long after, the sword welcoming meeting officially began.

The process is more clichéd, similar to the sect celebration.

In a blink of an eye, most of the hour passed, and finally the most important part of the celebration was reached.

"Yellow sword!" Supreme elder Zhou Jun shouted loudly, shaking thousands of miles.

Suddenly, a group of elders of the Dan-Jing stage from the giant gate flew to the west.

One hundred elders of the Dan-forming stage carried a grey giant sword on their shoulders!

The huge sword is about 500 meters long, the whole body is blue-gray, ancient and dull, and rough, except for the luan bird pattern carved on one end of the hilt is more conspicuous!

This is Hirayama Sword!

The primordial elders in the seats were surprised to see this scene.

"The Pingshan sword is so huge?" Seeing the hundred elders of the formation stage carrying a blue-gray giant sword flying slowly, Shen Lang was puzzled for a while, completely different from what he had imagined.

Lu Yuan explained: "The younger brother does not know that some of the prehistoric spirit treasures are extremely large and need to be refined and activated before they can be retracted freely. Although the Pingshan sword is an imitation, it is also based on the original, and the refining process is very complicated. ."

Shen Lang nodded slightly. It seems that he still knows very little about Honghuang Lingbao. There is a big difference between this Pingshan sword and Hunyuan pearl umbrella. If he guessed right, the Pingshan Sword should be a purely offensive ancient spirit treasure, while the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella is a functional ancient spirit treasure.

"Senior Brother Lu, can the Xiuxian sect in the Yunjian Continent have genuine prehistoric spirit treasures?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "How is it possible! The prehistoric spirit treasure is too sky-defying. There has never been a real prehistoric spirit treasure in Yunjian Continent, but there are a few imitations of Lingbao."