Shen Lang sat on the Flying Star Shenzhou, and was about to arrive at the Immortal and Demon Island, and was still a little excited.

As a result, a white-robed monk flew in front of him. He looked like a middle-aged man, with a very cold and bad expression.

"Tsk!" Shen Lang was stunned at first, then his face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Damn, this Immortal Demon Island is so remote, how could there be other monks? Shen Lang's first reaction was to cheat his father. The secret of the Jiuyi Ding was probably discovered by other monks! He released his spiritual sense and swept the white-robed monk flying towards him.

"Later-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator?!" Shen Lang's face froze slightly, showing an incredible expression.

Logically speaking, there are only a few late-stage monks in the Tianhai Sea, and I know them all, and he has never heard of this white-robed monk.

The white-robed monk's divine consciousness swept towards Shen Lang and found that Shen Lang was also a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. His face changed and he was also a little incredible.

It is said that the resources in the sea of ​​Tianhai are relatively scarce, and the chance of meeting a great monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul is as good as a pie falling from the sky.

Unless, the other party came for the Nine Suspicion Cauldron on the Immortal Demon Island! The white-robed monk's eyes shone brightly and regarded Shen Lang as his enemy. The escape light rushed towards him like lightning and intercepted the flying star divine boat.

"Who is your lord? Why did you come here?" The white-robed monk raised his eyes and stared at Shen Lang, his tone was unrestrained, with a sense of questioning.

Shen Lang was a little unhappy and sneered, "I'm returning this sentence to fellow Taoist fellow Taoist? Why did fellow Taoist appear here and intercept the flying magic weapon?" The white-robed monk narrowed his eyes and said with contempt, "You dare to ignore me, okay, good! I am too lazy to ask you about your origin, so I'm leaving a storage ring, untie the divine mark, and then...get out! I have a noble identity, so I won't kill you, a weak man in the barbarian land.

"The monk in the white robe had a very conceited tone and had a sense of superiority. His face was calm and gentle, and his expression was indescribable.

Shen Lang was furious and laughed in anger and said, "Let me get out? Who are you? Kneel obediently and beg for mercy. I can still keep your entire body!" Shen Lang was like this, not eating the hard and hard.

The other party, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, dared to ridicule him like this, and Shen Lang felt unhappy if he didn't beat him.

"You are looking for death!" The white-robed monk was immediately angry when he saw Shen Lang scolding him. He could no longer control himself, and his eyes showed violent murderous intent.

I thought to myself, what powerful skills can a monk from a barbarian land practice and what powerful magic weapons can he have? With these two points alone, the monk in white robe felt that he had already tortured Shen Lang.

As soon as the white-robed monk finished speaking, Shen Lang took action first, and immediately sacrificed nine thunder lightning swords and activated the Jiuli Sword Formation with all his strength.

Eighty-one instant sword lights condensed together and turned into a giant lightning tornado. The dense red and golden electric arcs in the wind vent surged, shocking! "Jiuli Sword Formation, fast!" Shen Lang shouted loudly.

"Boom!" The giant lightning tornado attacked the white-robed monk like a huge wave.

After Shen Lang broke through the late stage of the Nascent Soul, his spiritual power was almost twice as strong as before. The power of the talisman array on the Lei Ze splitting sword can be released at the maximum level, and the power of the sword array is at least three times the original one.

"Hiss!" Seeing that the attack released by the other party was so powerful, the white-robed monk couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and showed an incredible expression.

After all, the white-robed monk was a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage and reacted quickly. In desperation, he quickly threw out a golden phoenix-headed jade Ruyi from the cuff.

"Fire Phoenix Seal, appear!" With a roar, the white-robed monk frantically shot out a huge amount of spiritual power on the phoenix-headed Jade Ruyi.

I saw a large number of spiritual inscriptions pouring out from the golden phoenix-headed jade Ruyi.

"Chir!" A loud phoenix sound rushed straight into the sky. The phoenix-headed jade Ruyi in front of the white-robed monk rose sharply, releasing the light that was as strong as the sun, and then turned into a fiery phoenix phantom with a body of a hundred meters long! The fiery phoenix phantom exuded an extremely huge spiritual pressure, which almost made people breathless! Shen Lang felt a hint of pressure.

The golden phoenix-headed jade Ruyi is a bit similar to the phoenix seal of the phoenix seal of the Qingyang Zhenren in the Holy Seal Canyon before, but this treasure is several times more powerful than the phoenix seal.

This phoenix-headed jade Ruyi must be a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, and it is the most powerful pseudo-precious spiritual treasure! The fiery phoenix puffed its wings and rushed towards the storm of sword light like waves.

"Boom!!!" A deafening roar came, and the fire and golden lights all over the sky soared into the sky, the light was extremely dazzling, and a violent wave of heat swept around.

The sea water below turned into a large area of ​​water vapor, and white mist filled it.

In the violent explosion, the Fire Phoenix Phantom resisted all the attacks of the Sword Light Storm, and the phantom gradually dissipated.

"Huh? It's interesting.

"Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The power of the white-robed monk's jade Ruyi magic weapon was beyond Shen Lang's imagination, and he could actually stop his Jiuli Sword Formation.

Before, the other party called him a barbarian, and with such a rare and powerful pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, this person might be a monk from other continents.

"This... how is this possible!" The white-robed monk's face turned extremely ugly when he saw that the Fire Phoenix Seal had just barely resisted the impact of the other party's strange sword formation.

The contempt and disdain of the previous ones disappeared, thinking that it was really evil. How could this person be so powerful? The strength of the opponent's natal magic weapon, the flying sword, can actually withstand the impact of the prehistoric spiritual treasure, which is simply rare! Generally speaking, great monks at the late stage of the Nascent Soul, all pursue a powerful pseudo prehistoric spiritual treasure that can kill or severely damage one blow, and rarely use their natal magic weapons to defend the enemy.

The main reason is that even if the natal magic weapon is refined with good materials, it is difficult to achieve the power of the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure.

But Shen Lang could defeat his Fire Phoenix Seal by relying solely on his natal magic weapon and a sword formation... The white-robed monk couldn't accept this reality.

Because the Fire Phoenix Phantom was defeated by the opponent's sword formation, the white-robed monk was partially backfired, and his spiritual body was slightly disordered and he could not quickly awaken the Fire Phoenix Seal again.

Shen Lang's Jiuli Sword Formation did not collapse, and the consumed sword light also recovered in an instant.

He took advantage of the chaos of the spiritual power of the white-robed monk's sacred monk, and quickly activated the sword formation to launch an attack.

Each sword light carries a large number of Yuyang Golden Thunder Arcs, like a small thunderstorm whirlwind.

In an instant, the white-robed monk was surrounded by sword light, and there were shocking red and golden electric arcs on all sides.

"You dare to be arrogant even if you have such a little ability? I am too lazy to keep your entire body, so let's die!" Shen Lang said with a gloomy face, and then activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to mock Shen Lang while urging the Jiuli Sword Formation to start strangling the white-robed monks.

"Swish swish swish swish!" Countless sword lights attacked the white-robed monks in the encirclement.

"Not good!" The white-robed monk was so scared that his scalp was numb. In desperation, he directly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, throwing out a broken green wood shield.
Chapter completed!