The woods were in a mess, and a large number of trees fell on the ground in a row, with wood chips flying.

Two elders of the Tianquan Sect in the Kaling Stage activated their magic weapons and fought with the Blood Soul Zombie.

A group of high-level disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage also tried their best to help from the side.

The scene was a bit tragic, and the blood-soul zombies were too strong, so the disciples and elders of the Tianquan Sect were obviously at a disadvantage.

Two high-level disciples in the middle stage of foundation building have fallen to the ground and died, with blood on the ground.

"Senior Brother Wang, this red-haired monster is too strong, let's retreat!" An old man in the early stage of the golden robe sings the magic weapon while shouting.

"No! This monster is too fierce. If we withdraw, all the disciples will definitely suffer.

"The middle-stage old man in the purple robe gritted his teeth and said.

"Roar!" The blood-soul zombie was crazy and waved her blood-colored claws with both hands. A bloody light rose up around her. The two cultivators in the Killing Dan stage looked like earth, and had to fight to the death.

At this critical moment, Shen Lang fell from the sky and fell over the woods, waved his white robe.

"Boom!" A golden flying sword shot out like a meteor at the blood-soul zombie, accompanied by a huge thunder sound.

The red and golden jade thunder carried by the sword body directly penetrated the lower abdomen of the blood-soul zombie and shot out a blood hole as thick as a bowl.

"Aoao!" The blood-soul zombie twitched all over, and a painful roar was heard from her mouth, and the sound was particularly creepy, and a large amount of red and black blood gushed out from her lower abdomen.

The red and golden jade rayon golden thunder arc spread to the blood-soul zombie's body bounced, making a "squeezing" sound, and a large amount of white smoke came out.

The blood-soul zombie twitched for a while and then fell to the ground, with no breath.

After one blow, the golden flying sword turned into a stream of light and flew back to Shen Lang's hand.

A set of nine natal flying swords refined by Shen Lang himself named the golden flying sword "Leize Spectral Light Sword".

The Yuyang Golden Thunder in the Thunder Spectre Light Sword can easily kill the blood-soul zombies at the peak of the Killing Dan.

Shen Lang is quite satisfied with the power of the single-handled Leize splitting sword.

The strength of the natal magic weapon flying sword will have a great impact on the Jiuli Sword Formation.

A group of elders and disciples of Tianquan Sect in the jungle saw a young man in white robe falling from the sky and killed the blood-soul zombie with one blow. Everyone was still a little confused.

With such a terrifying strength, only the Nascent Soul cultivator may be.

"Shen...Elder Shen?" Two cultivators from the Jindan stage recognized Shen Lang first, and their minds were shocked.

Shen Lang's portrait had long been hung in various halls of Tianquan Sect. Even if the elders of Tianquan Sect had never seen Shen Lang himself, they knew his appearance clearly.

"Disciple, I have met Elder Shen! Thank you for your life-saving grace.

"Two monks in the Jiedan stage immediately bowed and bowed to Shen Lang.

A group of disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage also knelt down and showed the ecstasy of surviving the disaster.

He heard that Elder Shen, who had just entered the Tianquan Sect, had amazing magical powers and defeated the famous master Xuanyuan Monster who had defeated the Juque Sect.

Although everyone knows this news, although the elders and disciples of Tianquan Sect, this elder Shen has always seen the head but not the tail, and no one has seen it before.

The disciples of all the sects inevitably had doubts about the authenticity of this news. After all, Shen Lang was just entering the Nascent Soul Stage.

But seeing Shen Lang easily killing a blood-soul zombie with a combat power comparable to the peak of Jiedan, the elders and disciples of Tianquan Sect present deeply realized the power of Elder Shen, which was so terrifying! "All up, don't worship me, I just happened to meet this place on the way.

Why do this disciple come to such a place?" Shen Lang asked in a deep voice.

The elder purple robe in the lead respectfully clasped his fists and said: "When I go back to Elder Shen, every twenty years, my sect will select a group of high-level disciples with good talent to go out for training, led by two elders in the Jiedan stage.

The team led by the younger generation was arranged to the mountains outside the Holy Mark Canyon.

"Shen Lang nodded slightly. So that's it. He usually knows nothing about the affairs of the sect.

"The blood-soul zombies should have a masterpiece. How could such a thing be eyeing you?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

The elder of the purple robe frowned and replied, "Elder Chen, I don't know why this red-haired monster is targeting us.

On the way I came, I also saw the corpses of many monks.

This red-haired monster seems to only attack human monks.

This disciple... two people died of the hands of the red-haired monster.

"Shen Lang glanced at the two fallen Foundation Establishment disciples. They had no breath and were helpless.

A hint of gloom appeared instantly.

Seeing that the two elders and a group of disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage were also injured to a certain extent, Shen Lang threw out a bottle of healing pills from the storage ring.

"I know the matter, I will handle it.

Don't stay here, go back to the sect.

"Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Elder Chen!" Two elders Jiedan and all the disciples bowed respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the depths of the jungle.

He could conclude that the blood-soul zombie was definitely controlled by humans, and it must have been made by a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

No matter what, Shen Lang was very upset when he killed the disciples of Tianquan Sect in front of him.

Although he didn't have a great sense of belonging to Tianquan Sect, he still had to fight back this tone.

Shen Lang is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and his ability to perceive breath is naturally much stronger than that in the Dan-King stage.

He could sense the breath left by the blood-soul zombie.

Tracing the source of the breath, Shen Lang flew all the way to a dark valley.

This valley is surrounded by mountains, dark and humid, with a layer of white mist in the air, and the yin energy is very heavy.

Shen Lang released his spiritual sense and carefully investigated the scene around him. Soon, he discovered an abnormal place.

On a stone wall covered with moss and weeds, Shen Lang keenly discovered a trace of the magic array.

The technique is very clever. This kind of ban may be hidden from ordinary early-stage cultivators of Nascent Soul, but Shen Lang swallowed the Dream Fruit and his spiritual sense is far higher than that of the early-stage cultivators. He can see the clues of the ban.

"Fellow Taoists in the illusion array, don't hide, please come out and talk!" Shen Lang shouted without hesitation, shocking the entire valley.

With a sound, there was no response in the stone wall.

Shen Lang sneered: "I have no malice, I just want to seek justice.

If fellow Taoist still ignores it, don’t blame Chen for forcing his way through the formation!" As soon as these words came out, there was finally a movement inside.

"Where did the wild cultivator come from? How dare you disturb my deity's practice? Are you impatient to live?" A hoarse scream and scolding came from the stone wall.

Shen Lang was a little angry and too lazy to be polite when the other party was so rude. He said coldly: "The Blood Soul Zombie was released by you, right? This thing killed two disciples of my Tianquan Sect, and has been killed by me with my own hands.

You are coming out to apologize, and it’s all right.
Chapter completed!