"Break the tricks of the eagle and insects!"

The flame Rakshasa ghost smashed the sword shadow space with a punch, trying to resist Shen Lang's attack.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of the Nine Nether Sword Formation.

"boom!!!"

A loud noise like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. As soon as the flame Rakshasa ghost's fist touched the sword shadow space, it collapsed into a blood mist! The flesh, bones, and meridians instantly turned into powder!

"ah!!!"

The flame Rakshasa ghost was so scared that he was both vicious and scared, and screamed in terror.

The next moment, he was swallowed and submerged by the sword shadow space emitting star-like light.

"Boom boom boom!"

A heavy roar and explosion sounded, and the huge flame Rakshasa ghost was bombarded into ashes by the sword shadow space, and there was no residue left!

Gui Yan, who was as strong as the peak of the fusion, didn't even hold on to a single encounter and died on the spot.

The attack launched by the thirty fusion stage ghost cultivators behind collided into the sword shadow space, like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to shake the sword shadow space at all.

"No!"

Seeing the terrifying sword shadow space rushing towards, the thirty fusion stage ghost cries screaming like ghosts and wolves, each using defensive means to try to resist this shocking attack.

These defense methods are almost like paper in front of the sword shadow space.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The stormy sword shadow space swept over, and countless sword shadows in the space instantly broke through the defense of the cultivators. Before those ghost cultivators of the Guiming Sect could scream, they were killed by the sword shadow space into blood mist!

After Shen Lang's attack, the thirty-one fusion cultivators of the Guiming Sect, including Gui Yan, seemed to have evaporated on earth! Only a blood mist was left.

The whole audience was silent, and the needle could be heard.

All the monks around the Mount of Reincarnation stared at Shen Lang with horror. The monks in the fusion stage subconsciously swallowed their saliva, and a storm waves arose in their hearts.

With one blow, killing 31 fusion cultivators in less than one breath!

The strength of this young man in white can no longer be described as horror!

Who is this person?

The young lady of the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan stood there on the spot, her face unable to hide her shocked expression.

After just entering and leaving the Reincarnation Mountain, how could this person's strength be improved to such a terrible level? It's unbelievable if you didn't see it with your own eyes!

Even Tianyou, who wanted to shout at Shen Lang just now, his face frozen immediately, and a hint of fear appeared between his eyebrows. Although he was arrogant, he was not without brains. He could see how terrifying the move that Shen Lang had just used was!

The old man in black robe next to Tianyou was even more shocked, and his eyes burst out with splendor: "This kid... is such a monster!"

Unfathomable, this is his evaluation of Shen Lang.

The attack that Shen Lang had just cast made him feel a little scared, which was completely beyond the scope of a cultivator in the fusion stage.

It was indeed the right choice not to let Tianyou provoke this person before!

The old man in black robe is glad that they did not make enemies with Shen Lang.

Fu'er's beautiful eyes were full of bright colors. She originally felt that she had been overestimating Shen Lang, but now it seems that she still underestimated this man.

The strength and mystery that Shen Lang showed made her feel terrible, and there was a hint of dwarf. Fu'er had never seen such an excellent monk of the opposite sex, and a hint of admiration arose in her heart.

After picking up the spoils, Shen Lang floated to the ground.

The audience was shocked. The monks in the fusion stage at the foot of the mountain were frightened and consciously kept a distance from Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was calm on the surface, and was extremely ecstatic in his heart, and was full of confidence!

With this Nine Nether Sword Formation alone, the monks in the fusion stage are absolutely impossible to be their opponents. They already have the ability to fight against early Mahayana monks.

Shen Lang can also understand why Yun Henzi's cultivation level at the peak of the fusion is capable of fighting against the mid-stage Mahayana cultivators. The Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Book really has unparalleled superiority.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen for his great growth in his cultivation! After seeing Mr. Chen's magical powers, the little girl was really ashamed." Fu'er was the first to fall to Shen Lang, with a smile on her face and bowed.

"It's just a farce, which made Miss Fu'er laugh." Shen Lang hugged his fists and said a polite word.

Fu'er smiled and said, "Dare you ask Mr. Chen if he has time to visit the Meiling Clan? Fu'er and his mother will definitely treat him well. If the young master is in the ghost world, our Meiling Clan can also help the young master at any time."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said politely: "Miss Fu'er's invitation is an honor for Chen. If he has the chance, Chen will definitely visit the Meiling Clan."

Fu'er's beautiful eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Then Fu'er is waiting for the young master to come."

The two started chatting one by one.

"This girl from the Meiling Clan is so clever."

The old man in black robe on the back of the corpse Kun exclaimed, then glanced at Tianyou, and said in a deep voice: "Young master, that human monk is extremely extraordinary. Our Tiangui Clan must find ways to get along with him. You might as well go down and say hello to him and bring him closer."

"Why? It's better to kill me than to get close to him!"

Tianyou's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Shen Lang snatched his Ghost King Seal, and even Fu'er was about to be soaked away by this kid. He wanted to peel off this kid's skin!

He has always been obsessed with Fu'er's beauty and even wants to marry her. Unfortunately, Fu'er always deliberately avoids herself and seems to be very disgusted with herself.

However, Fu'er kept a distance between the opposite sex, and Tianyou thought this was a normal manifestation.

Since Shen Lang appeared, Fu'er's attitude towards this turtle was simply good, which made Tianyou feel jealous and resentful.

The old man in black robe shook his head and sighed, "Young Master, since you don't like that person, I can't force you. But I must remind you that this person must not be provoked!"

"I know." Tianyou swallowed this breath, his face extremely gloomy.

In addition to Fu'er, the three young masters of the imperial clan, Niu Feng, Ma Long, Meng Fei, and others also came up to greet Shen Lang, looking extremely enthusiastic.

Shen Lang is so powerful, and he is a friend of Master Gu Yue, so it is indeed necessary for them to make friends with this person in the Jiuzhou imperial family.

Only Yin De has been feeling a little unhappy when he sees Shen Lang, so he is too lazy to get close to this.

Shen Lang did not show his kindness to these young masters of the Jiuzhou imperial clan, and did not keep others from a thousand miles away. He acted very politely and modestly, making these young masters of the imperial clan feel approachable and have greatly increased their favor.

"Brother Shen Lang, where are you going next? Why don't you let me wait and see you off?"

Niu Feng said with a smile.

"Brother Niu has a kind heart, but Chen still likes to act alone. I will stay in the ghost world for a while. If I have the chance, I will definitely visit the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan. Everyone, let's leave today and see you again in the future!"

Shen Lang hugged his fists and was about to leave.

Just then.

"Slow down!"

A roar suddenly came from the sky.

A black light suddenly lit up in the distance, as if it was some kind of space teleportation technique.
Chapter completed!