Godly Dragon Guard

A strong murderous intent appeared in Ouyang Changfeng’s eyes, and he said in a vicious voice: "Huh, the Alliance is really capable! I actually knew that Ouyang Changfeng would come to this Heavenly Prison Island. Since I hit him, let me go. dead!"

After speaking, Ouyang Changfeng took out the long bone sword from the sword box behind.

It is worth mentioning that this bone sword is also a pseudo-precious spirit treasure, called the ulna sword. Refined from the spine of ancient monsters, the spirit of the monsters is condensed into the sword body, the power is restrained and vast, if you don't come out, you will be awe-inspiring, and it will be unstoppable!

The end of the ulna sword is also sculptured with a hollow monster. As soon as the sword body is exposed to the air, it releases a large amount of cloudy air, and the escaping cloudy air even forms a single evil spirit, which makes a whimper. Cry.

Seeing that the long sword magic weapon sacrificed by Ouyang Changfeng had such a terrifying momentum, the two early Yuan Ying cultivators were shocked and immediately sacrificed the magic weapon to try to resist Ouyang Changfeng's attack.

Ouyang Changfeng held the ulna sword in his hand and injected a lot of spiritual power into the sword. A large amount of black light appeared in the bone sword, and the demon sculptured at the end of the sword suddenly came back to life, spraying a large amount of black energy in his hand, forming a phantom of evil dragons, lingering around the sword.

The body of the evil dragon was still burning with terrifying black flames.

"Boom!"

There were dark clouds floating in the sky, and thunder and lightning flashed faintly.

"Pseudo-rich and wild spirit treasure!"

The scalp of the two cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Alliance was numb, and the intelligence said that Ouyang Changfeng had an unusually powerful magic weapon, but it was unexpectedly a fake prehistoric spiritual treasure.

"Zhen Ming!"

Ouyang Changfeng shouted loudly, waving the ulnar sword in his hand and slashing towards the early Qingpao Yuanying elder.

"Oh oh oh!"

I saw a dozen evil dragon phantoms on the Ulnar Sword snarled and attacked the green-robed old man.

Feeling the terrifying power of the evil dragon phantom, the green-robed old man hurriedly urged the ancient treasure of the ice crystal shield in front of him, opened a side of the ice crystal mask, and tried to resist the collision of the evil dragon.

"boom!"

The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, and the ghost of the dragon instantly broke through the light shield condensed by the ice crystal shield. The shield was as fragile as paper and was smashed into debris.

More than a dozen phantom dragons pounced on the green-robed old man. Before the green-robed old man screamed, his body was burned to ashes by the black flame on the dragon and turned into a blue smoke.

"hiss!"

When another Huangpao Yuanying early elder saw this, he took a breath of fright and turned his head and ran away.

at this time.

"call out!"

A huge mountain of ice crystal suddenly flew from the horizon!

The ice crystal mountain is like a white meteor, galloping in with lightning and thunder, unbiased, and hit the yellow-robed old man!

The yellow-robed old man was instantly crushed into ice **** by the cold light of the mountain, and his body collapsed.

When Ouyang Changfeng saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning, and said loudly, "Which fellow Taoist will help, please come out and see you!"

In the distance, a golden roc flew suddenly from the horizon, and billowing gold thunder flashed on the golden feathers of the roc, and it flashed in front of Ouyang Changfeng in an instant, turning into a white robe youth.

Shen Lang clasped his fists toward Ouyang Changfeng and smiled: "I haven't seen you for many years, brother Ouyang, don't come here without any problems!"

Ouyang Changfeng was startled for a while before exclaiming, "Shen...Brother Shen? It's you!"

Even after a hundred years, Shen Lang's appearance and Ouyang Changfeng are still in mind. Ouyang Changfeng's face was full of incredible color, and he really never dreamed that he would meet Shen Lang again!

At the beginning, Shen Lang's stealing Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella made him a celebrity in Tianhai. Ouyang Changfeng had also heard about Shen Lang's rumors.

However, it is said that Shen Lang was hunted down by the Yuanhe Sea Territory Zhengmo Alliance and his whereabouts are unknown. Ouyang Changfeng still secretly thought that it was a pity that he had never seen this close friend from a while ago.

Seeing Shen Lang again today, Ouyang Changfeng was truly shocked.

"Brother Ouyang, if you want to retell the old, or retell it later, now you are in big trouble! The matter is urgent, I will make a long story short."

Shen Lang used the Shuangsheng Shuangsheng to search for the whereabouts of Ouyang Changfeng, and also said that a large number of Alliance monks had come to hunt and kill Ouyang Changfeng.

Ouyang Changfeng's eyes were so gloomy that he didn't expect Yuanhe Shuangsheng to stare at him, but he knew the secret, and Yuanhe Shuangsheng's coveting was normal.

"Thank you Brother Shen for letting me know! This matter has nothing to do with you. Changfeng doesn't want to involve you, please leave quickly!" Ouyang Changfeng said solemnly.

Shen Lang grinned: "I haven't seen him in a hundred years, so brother Ouyang has seen it like this? Don't forget that we had a life and death tribulation together, but today's matter was hit by me. How can there be any reason to hide."

"This..." Ouyang Changfeng was very excited.

"Don't talk nonsense! You and I work together, it is not difficult to deal with the rabble of the Alliance. I have already figured out a countermeasure!"

After speaking, Shen Lang performed the nine changes of blood spirit and transformed into Lei Peng's posture.

Seeing Shen Lang suddenly transformed into Lei Peng, Ouyang Changfeng was shocked.

"Come up!" Shen Lang urged.

Ouyang Changfeng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and flew on Lei Peng's back.

Shen Lang immediately used the flying thunder evasion technique, the golden Dapeng's wings slapped, and the golden feathers "crackled" a lot of golden lightning, which turned into a burst of golden thunderclouds, and headed towards the **** island like a fright Flew away to the west.

The two early Yuan Ying elders who came before sent out the signal flare, the blood tree ancestor and other cultivators should have received the signal and are rushing here.

Shen Lang’s strategy is very simple. Instead of meeting with the main team such as Blood Tree Ancestor, first throw away the Blood Tree Ancestor and other Nascent-Ying monks with the speed of flying thunder. The primordial infant stage monks slaughtered cleanly, and then flew to the south of the island to slaughter a wave of primordial infant stage monks.

After consuming part of the opponent's combat power, it will be much easier to deal with the main teams such as the blood tree ancestors at the end.

As long as the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivators are not gathered together, Shen Lang will not be difficult to deal with.

The simple truth is that the opponent is more powerful. It was much easier for Shen Lang to kill a primordial infant stage monk ten times than to kill ten primordial infant stage monks at once.

After seeing the signal, the blood tree ancestor on the coast of Tianhe Island immediately led seven or eight Yuan Ying-period monks to the launch site of the signal bomb.

As a result, when he was halfway through the flight, he found an extremely fast golden escape light flying towards the west, and his face suddenly changed.

Dunguang couldn't capture the movement quickly, and quickly made all the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage shocked. However, the blood tree ancestors had already noticed that the escape light was a golden roc, and the black robe monk sitting on his back was Ouyang Changfeng!

"Go to the west of the island! Don't let this thief go away!"

The blood tree ancestor shouted violently and immediately changed his direction, leading the cultivators of the primordial infant stage to chase the golden light.