The current leader of the Ghost Immortal Sect is an old man wearing a black brocade robe. His Taoist name is like his man, and his name is the Black Robe Ancestor.

This person advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation a few years ago. Originally, the Ghost Immortal Sect had two middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, Zhong Wuling and the Black Robe Ancestor, and the ranking of the Twelve Cave Heavens in the South Land could be improved by at least one or two places.

But who knew that Zhong Wuling had died, which made the ranking of the Ghost Immortal Sect drop in an instant.

Shen Lang killed Zhong Wuling and took away the treasure of the Ghost Immortal Sect. The black-robed ancestor looked at Shen Lang with hatred, wishing to crush his bones and ashes! The spiritual boat of the Tianquan Sect quickly stopped above the north of the valley, and Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue and Jiang Hai, and a group of late-stage cultivators of the Tianquan Sect flew out from the spiritual boat.

“My friend Chen has met you fellow Taoists.

"Shen Lang took the lead in hugging the old demon of Zhang Daoling, Fengyue, and other Nascent Soul-stage monks on the north side.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Chen is so polite.

Judging from the appearance of fellow Taoists, they should be well prepared.

"Gu Tianning smiled with a fist.

The old devil of Fengyue smiled and said without a smile: "I really admire the courage of fellow Taoist Chen. I know that I have accused the monks of the Southern Land and dared to enter the valley.

Haha, I advise fellow Taoist to be closer to us, otherwise you will be careful of your own life!" "Fellow fellow Taoist Chen doesn't have to worry about Mr. Chen's affairs.

"Shen Lang shrugged and smiled.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face was also slightly chill, but she still greeted the Nascent Soul cultivator, including the Fengyue Old Demon.

Soon, the Nascent Soul cultivators from the other three sects of Piaomiao Mountain also gathered with the large troops in the North Land.

The Nascent Soul cultivators on the southern land all looked at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

The two of them were wearing gorgeous and high-profile treasure clothes, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

"Damn it, senior brother, that kid is too arrogant. After entering the valley, he must take the opportunity to kill him!" A supreme elder of the Ghost Immortal Sect said with a ferocious expression.

"Yes, you can't let him leave the Holy Scar Canyon alive!" Another senior elder of the Ghost Immortal Sect wearing a green robe also gritted his teeth.

Shen Lang just wanted to save his life in the Starry Night Armor.

But in the eyes of several old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage in the Ghost Immortal Sect, this kid deliberately pretended to behave and despise them.

The black-robed ancestor's face was extremely gloomy and said, "No matter what, my Ghost Immortal Sect's treasure, Wan Ghost Order, must be retrieved!" Suddenly.

"Chir!" An extremely sharp roar came from the sky.

I saw a huge snow-white monster flying towards me from the sky to the south. It was a white peacock, with a body of seven or eight hundred meters long, with wings spreading thousands of meters. Its whole body was as white as snow, emitting a violent cold air.

The white peacock's green eyes are like huge wheels, and the snow-white feathers are like diamond ice crystals, shining brightly and exuding a heart-wrenching powerful aura.

"Eighth-level demon bird Ice crystal peacock!" The face of the Nascent Soul cultivator on the Beilu changed slightly, Zhang Daoling's expression was as normal, and the eyes of the old demon Fengyue shrank slightly.

There has never been an eighth-level monster in Yunjian Continent, and this ice crystal peacock is naturally also a spiritual beast with its owner.

I saw two old men in green robe standing on the back of the Ice Crystal Peacock, the Qingyuan Ancestor and Qingyang Zhenren from Taiqing Sect, and the only two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the southern land.

This ice crystal peacock is the spirit beast of the Ancestor Qingyuan. Its strength is at the peak of the eighth level and its combat power is comparable to that of the mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul! Shen Lang was a little surprised. Being able to conquer such a terrifying spirit beast shows that the Ancestor Qingyuan is quite capable.

High-level monsters such as birds are generally not weak in magical powers, and are surprisingly fast.

It is extremely difficult to make an eighth-level demon bird willingly surrender to the human monk.

Flying above the valley, the ancestor Qingyuan and the real person Qingyang flew down from the back of the ice crystal peacock.

The Qingyuan Ancestor waved his sleeves and put the ice crystal peacock into the spirit beast bag.

"Have you met the leader!" The people from the southern land bowed to the ancestor Qingyuan.

The ancestor Qingyuan nodded slightly and raised his toes.

Compared with Zhang Daoling, the leader of the Eighteen Immortal Sect in the North Land, the leader of the Twelve Cave Heavens in the South Land, the desire for rule is stronger. In addition, the Taiqing Sect has two great cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, so other sects will not accept it.

"Fellow Daoling, don't be fine!" The ancestor Qingyuan glanced at Zhang Daoling, who was headed in the north, and shouted without any yin or sunshine.

“Each one another.

It's indeed been a long time since I saw you, fellow Taoist Qingyuan.

” Zhang Daoling smiled faintly.

The ancestor Qingyuan had no expression on his face and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

He glanced at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue in the group of Yuanying cultivators in the North Lu.

The two of them felt the cold gaze of the ancestor Qingyuan, and they felt a stern in their hearts, thinking that this old monster was not a good-for-nothing lamp.

"Fellow Daoling, you Beilu has produced an amazing young monk.

This boy named Shen Lang caused considerable losses to our southern land.

You can protect him, but you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime! Unless this person never leaves the Yunjian Continent, don't want to escape the pursuit of my southern continent!" The ancestor Qingyuan said with a gloomy face, with a hint of threat in his words.

Although the ancestor Qingyuan is an old monster who has lived for nine hundred years, his temperament is still so radical.

The main reason was that Shen Lang killed his beloved disciple Liu Fei, which made him very angry.

"Ancestor Qingyuan, nothing is absolutely absolute.

Thirty years, Hebei and Thirty years, Hebei and Hebei may be you who will hide from you then!" Shen Lang said loudly, with an expression of "I'm afraid of being a hairy."

"Boy, don't be rampant! Hand over the treasure of the Ghost Immortal Sect, Ten Thousand Ghost Order!" The black-robed ancestor could no longer bear it and couldn't help shouting.

Shen Lang sneered, "Hahaha, I want to take it? I'm afraid you are not that capable! If you don't agree, you can come to me for a duel. If you are afraid, let all the old dogs in the Nascent Soul Stage of your Ghost Immortal Sect join together. What's the fear of me?" As soon as these words came out, a group of old monsters in the North Land had different expressions. Shen Lang looked humble and gentle on the surface, but he didn't expect his behavior to be so domineering and decisive.

"You! I'm afraid of you?" The black-robed ancestor was furious and wanted to rush forward to start, but was stopped by the Qingyuan ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist in black robe, don't be impulsive! After this kid enters the valley, he will have a chance.

"The ancestor Qingyuan sent a message.

“Yes, leader.

"The black-robed ancestor gritted his teeth and swallowed.

The ancestor Qingyuan glanced at Su Ruoxue and said with a gloomy face: "Fairy Su, you are the elder of Yunling Mountain in the southern land. Why are you in the same circle with this kid and become his Taoist partner! Humph, this is simply a huge joke. The same sect was destroyed and he helped the evildoer. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by Fairy Su?" Su Ruoxue's eyes cold and he sneered: "Ancestor Qingyuan, this girl has nothing to do with Yunling Mountain, but the Supreme Master of Yunling Mountain has used the forbidden magic technique to me and forced me to marry your waste disciple.

My husband took action to destroy Liu Fei and Yunling Mountain, which would also avenge me.

"Besides, you monks from the South Land have hunted down this girl before, so don't say so well. I am not familiar with you, what does the monks from the South Land have to do with me? I only care about my husband.
Chapter completed!