Only then did several early-stage monks of the Nascent Soul stage realize what happened on the west side of the island. Look at me and I look at you, and they all showed incredible horror.

"Fellow Blood... Fellow Blood Wood, what should we do now?" An old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul stood up and asked.

"Idiot, what else can I do to continue following my ancestor to chase me!"

The Blood Wood Ancestor roared in anger, then turned into a blood light, chasing him along the disappearing breath of the golden roc, and a group of Nascent Soul cultivators followed closely.

The golden big roc flew directly across the Tianzhuo Island and it took only about three minutes to reach the south of the island.

The group of monks guarding the south of the island is smaller than the total number of monks guarding the west of the island, but there are more monks in the Nascent Soul stage. There are six monks in the Nascent Soul stage in the island, five of whom are in the early stage of Nascent Soul stage, and there is also a mid-stage monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

After arriving at the south of the island, Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng did not say anything and went straight to the group of monks in the south of the island.

This time, because there are a large number of monks in the Nascent Soul stage and there is also a mid-stage monk, the two spent a little more time. However, they still easily killed everyone, and there was no one living.

In this way, the power of the alliance monks around Tianzhu Island was weakened by at least one-third.

"Brother Shen is indeed a good plan! He killed ten Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side in a roundabout way, and the group of monks left by the Blood Wood Ancestor is not afraid of it." Ouyang Changfeng laughed loudly.

Shen Lang's pressure was also eliminated a lot. He was worried that Ouyang Changfeng was not strong before, but now he has no such concern. Ouyang Changfeng's strength is no less than that of the great monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

In fact, there is no need for Shen Lang to do such a roundabout tactic. Even if he and Ouyang Changfeng face the team of monks led by the ancestor Shangxuemu, they may not be at a disadvantage.

"Brother Ouyang, there is only one last battle left. Let's do our best. After killing all the waste from the alliance, we will drink and have fun!" Shen Lang grinned.

"Okay!" Ouyang Changfeng nodded and responded, his heart surging. He hadn't felt this passionate feeling for a long time.

The two of them did not leave the island south, so they simply waited here for the Xuemu Ancestor and the monks to chase after him.

Soon, the ancestor Xuemu angrily led a large number of monks to the south of the island.

Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng stood in the void with their hands behind their backs, and all the monks in the south of the island were destroyed. The group of Nascent Soul-stage monks behind the Blood Wood Ancestor were shocked.

"Shen Lang! It's you!"

The blood wood ancestor stared at Shen Lang with his turbid eyes and shouted loudly.

"What!"

"He is Shen Lang?"

"The monk who snatched the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and searched for decades?"

This sentence immediately caused an uproar.

Originally, the monks were all focused on Ouyang Changfeng. After all, Shen Lang had been silent for more than 80 years. Even though it was a big deal at the beginning, the monks in Tianhai now had a lot of impression of him.

The words of the ancestor Xuemu shocked all the Nascent Soul cultivators and looked at Shen Lang with horror.

The incident in which Shen Lang snatched the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and caused the Alliance monks to hunt them down was a sensation.

However, it has only been more than 80 years. The small middle-level cultivator of the Killing Pill level turned into a middle-level cultivator of the Nascent Soul level! It is simply unbelievable.
Chapter completed!