Godly Dragon Guard

"Yes, young master, don't promise lightly, lest you get the opponent's aggressive strategy!"

"Young Master Xiu must listen to his nonsense."

"What kind of duel is this, it's too unfair!"

Several elders Huang Huaguan discouraged.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said with a serious face: "This young master has his own decision. You don't need to say more, the elders, just watch the changes!"

The elders of Huanghuaguan looked at each other, and finally remained silent.

"Ugh!"

Sirius shook his head. Since Shen Lang insisted on doing this, they couldn't stop it.

Huang Huaguan is very disciplined. Shen Lang is the young master of Huang Huaguan, and his status is higher than the elder. Almost no one disobeys his ideas.

Although Shen Lang had clearly reached the top of the list last time, and surpassed Liu Baimei, who was at the top of the list, the elders did not know whether there was any water in this result.

After all, the cultivation base of Shen Lang Renxian Pinnacle was there, and the elders were not too confident in his strength. In addition, the cultivator who was fighting with him was a major disciple of Stigmata. Thinking about it carefully, the situation of the young master seemed a bit bad...

Except for the three of Yinshi, Qingya and Jinwu, they are still quite optimistic about Shen Lang, but a hint of the idea of ​​watching a show arises in their hearts.

"Wow!" There was an uproar all around 　　, the gazes of the earth cultivators on the cliff and the hillside looked at Shen Lang with a trace of puzzlement and mockery, thinking that the young master Huanghuaguan was really arrogant and ignorant, and he dared to agree to make peace. The mid-term monks of the ancient wood tribe

Fight?

Seeing that Shen Lang had promised so readily, the elders of Qingcheng and the other ancient wood tribes couldn't help but froze for a moment. I didn't expect this young master Huanghuaguan to be so mentally disabled, so he really dared to fight!

Qingcheng hurriedly said: "It was stated in advance that this duel was promised by your Young Master Huang Huaguan himself. In case something happens to your Young Master, we will not be blamed."

Shen Lang hummed: "Since it is a duel, this young master is naturally willing to bet and lose, and will not blame others. But if the elder of your ancient wood tribe loses, you can enter this suspension bridge alone in accordance with the gambling agreement."

"I promise you!" Sheng Cang insisted, he felt that he could not lose to a scum of immortal cultivation, unless he came out from the west.

"In that case, there is no need to talk nonsense, let's get started!" Shen Lang said impatiently.

Shengcang's face was red with excitement, thinking that it was time for him to stand up for the ancient wood tribe!

Since ancient times, the ancient wood tribe has always been crushed by Huanghuaguan and bullied. If I can take this opportunity to get rid of this young master of Huanghuaguan in a fair way, Master will reward myself greatly.

"Come to fight!"

Sheng Cang shouted vigorously, and immediately greeted Shen Lang to a clearing.

The onlookers consciously stepped aside.

The cliffs and slopes also have a radius of tens of miles. Although it is a little narrow as a duel venue, it does not hinder the display of magical powers.

Shen Lang and Shengcang each took one side, and the atmosphere on the scene seemed a bit solemn.　　 No one onlookers likes Shen Lang, and many monks even think Shen Lang's IQ is worrying! Wouldn't it be okay to be your own young master Huang Huaguan with your tail sandwiched? I have to fight with the mid-term masters of the ancient wood tribe.

To catch.

Elder Huang Hua audience look at me and I will look at you. His complexion is not so good, so I can only pray that Shen Lang can show his power.

"Why don't you do it yet? Can't fight anymore!" Shen Lang frowned and stared at Sheng Cang.

"Your cultivation base is weaker than this elder. If this elder makes a big bully first, I will let you do it first." Sheng Cang held his hands with his hands, posing as a senior, with an arrogant tone.

"It's really troublesome!"

Shen Lang was really impatient, and snapped his fingers: "Pray for rain!"

Suddenly, large black clouds condensed in the sky above Shen Lang.

"The sixth stage immortal technique, Guishui Dragon Thunder!"

Shen Lang has long hair without wind and automatically, pointing right upward.

"Roar!"

A huge black thunder dragon rushed out of the black cloud, and dense black arcs surged on the dragon's body. The Thunder Dragon raised its head and roared, carrying the terrifying thunder power and cold light and swallowing it toward the holy blue, the violent thunder sound shook the earth!

"hiss!"

Sheng Cang gasped in shock, and his expression of contempt and conceit just now disappeared without a trace. He was shocked to find that Shen Lang's magical power was far beyond his imagination, and it seemed difficult to resist!

"The sixth stage fairy magic, holy wood barrier!"

Holy Cang did not dare to neglect, and quickly drew a cyan seal in front of him.

The Fayin instantly glowed with cyan light, like a cyan scorching sun slowly rising, the cyan light spread rapidly, turning into a huge amount of cyan thorns, covering the sky!

The sky full of cyan thorns clings to each other like giant snakes, forming a huge cyan wall, blocking the holy Cang's body, trying to resist the black thunder dragon.

next moment.

"Boom!!!"

An earth-shattering crackling sound came, and the black thunder dragon hit the cyan wall, a huge amount of black arcs and cold glow raged, and the cyan wall in front of Sheng Cang roared.

The strong energy fluctuations impacted the surrounding area, and a group of earth immortal monks watching in the distance were horrified, and they shot out defensive barriers to resist the energy impact of the Kuaishui Dragon Thunder burst.

"Boom boom boom!"

All the energy of the Guishui Dragon Thunder burst on the blue wall, and countless green wood thorns were blown up and fluttered wildly.

The holy Cang's complexion turned red, struggling to raise the defensive power of the holy wooden barrier to the limit.

After the thunderous roar was restrained, the holy wooden barrier was also blown to pieces, crashing to pieces.

The Holy Cang stepped back several thousand meters, and then stabilized his figure, and took a breath of cold shock!

"How... how is it possible?"

Sheng Cang roared, he thought Shen Lang was a soft persimmon, but he never thought that Shen Lang's magical powers could be so powerful!

If it weren't for the defensive supernatural powers that he did his best, he might not even be able to resist Shen Lang's Guishui Dragon Thunder.

The crowd of immortal monks onlookers were shocked, and the elders of the ancient wood tribes such as Qingcheng were stunned. The audience was surprisingly quiet.

When you reach the level of Dixian, you can know the depth with one blow.

They greatly underestimated Shen Lang's combat power, this young master Huang Huaguan is really as powerful as he is!

All the elders of Huanghuaguan looked shocked, and it seemed that the rumors were true, the young master was really capable of fighting the mid-term cultivator!

"Damn, let this kid show up again!"

Liu Baimei was full of curses in his heart, full of upset.

"Sixth Tier Xianshu, Shuanglong Thunder Curse!"

Before Sheng Cang recovered from the horror, Shen Lang attacked again.

Two huge thunder dragons broke out, carrying the frightening power of thunder, and rushed towards the holy blue.

"The sixth stage fairy magic, the blue rainbow pierces the sun!"

Under the horror of the Holy Cang, his eyes were bloodshot, and he struggling to make a cyan seal in front of him.

He didn't believe that he couldn't break the attack of Young Master Huang Huaguan.

"Boom!!!" 　　 Suddenly, a million-meter blue light gushes out of the seal, which gathers into a cyan beam of light, like a thick laser cannon, and shoots toward the two thunder dragons.