"Leave? Haha! Look at your face, you should be monks from Yunjian Continent! Our territory facing the continent is not what you Yunjian people come whenever you want to come?" An old man with a hooked nose said with a gloomy face.

Shen Lang's face darkened and said, "I have no plans to cause trouble with my wife and I have no plans to make trouble."

Everyone is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, there is no need to fight to the death, right?" "Hahaha, not bad! The three of us can let you two go, but you two must surrender to me and submit to the East Continent, let us plant the forbidden magic technique and wait for the death to fall!" The old man with red hair showed a playful look on his face and said with his hands behind his back.

"Forbidden God Technique? Hahaha, three old guys, you are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue!" Shen Lang laughed in anger, showing a violent look on his face.

"A mere Yunjian people dare to be arrogant and seek death when I am facing the mainland east!" "A deserter from Yunjian continent is also worthy of being wild here!" "Successful, otherwise you will die!" The three black-robed monks were furious and roared sternly.

Shen Lang's face was full of gloom, and it seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero.

In fact, unless it is absolutely necessary, Shen Lang didn't want to cause any trouble in Donglinren's territory. If he gets angry, he will be in trouble.

But now there is no choice. If I don’t go to the market, these three old guys will probably use force.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang sacrificed nine thunder light splitting swords and activated the Jiuli Sword Formation as quickly as possible. The nine natal magic weapon flying swords immediately turned into eighty-one sword lights.

At the same time, Su Ruoxue tacitly cooperated with Shen Lang to take the initiative and sacrificed the ancient treasure and burst the gong, and the light flashed.

"The ten magic weapons in the east, bursting gongs!?" The three old men in black robe saw the bursting gongs in Su Ruoxue's hands and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and their old face turned pale.

After all, it is a well-known magic weapon in Donglin. The explosion gong is famous for its reputation, so three old men in black robe naturally recognize it.

"You...how did you have the bursting gong of Fairy Le?" The old man with a hook nose widened his eyes and pointed at Su Ruoxue, his old face full of horror.

Su Ruoxue was speechless, her eyes turned cold and she urged her spiritual power frantically, and she waved the heavy hammer and knocked on the gong.

"Clang!" The extremely harsh sound waves attacked the three old men in black robe.

"No, let go of your spiritual sense to resist!" The old man with red hair shouted loudly, his eyes wide open, as if he knew the domineeringness of the bursting gong.

The three old men in black robe released their spiritual sense with all their might, trying to resist the impact of sound waves.

Although the burst gong is powerful, it can only exert 50% of its power due to Su Ruoxue's cultivation level.

Moreover, the old man in the black robe and the three others knew the characteristics of the burst gong. The spiritual defense released by the three of them together was almost equivalent to the level of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Su Ruoxue's attack did not hurt them, but only made their brains briefly dizzy and their qi and blood surged.

Taking advantage of this moment, Shen Lang launched a fierce attack.

"Die!" Shen Lang's eyes shone with his splendor, and he activated the Jiuli Sword Formation with all his strength. Eighty-one sword lights formed a lightning storm and swept towards the three old men in black robe.

As soon as the three of them recovered from dizziness, they saw a terrifying golden lightning storm coming, and their scalp was numb.

"Yellow sandbag, go!" The red-haired old man endured the dizziness in his head and threw out a small yellow leather bag on his waist.

"Purple Golden Que, stop me!" The old man with a hook nose gritted his teeth and sacrificed a purple-gold jade Ruyi.

"Flame Knife, fast!" A fiery red bone knife flew out of the bald old man's cuffs.

The yellow sandbag surged to a hundred meters in the wind, and a large amount of golden gravel surged out of the bag's mouth, protecting the three of them.

The red-haired old man frantically activated the yellow sandbag, trying to resist the attack of the Jiuli Sword Formation.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly. The gravel in the yellow sand bag was somewhat similar to the gravel in the yellow sand formation under the San Lao cloth in the east, but the defense power was naturally incomparable to the yellow sand formation.

As for the Purple Golden Que and the Flame Sword, they are pure attack magic weapons, with fair power.

Three magic weapons were sacrificed at the same time, hitting the golden lightning storm.

"Boom!" A earth-shaking loud noise rang out through the mountain stream, and the violent explosion flattened the surroundings of the ravine to the ground. Countless mountains turned into powder, forming a large number of pits.

After one blow, the entire ravine was knocked down and it was in a mess.

Three old men in black robe opened their mouths and were in extreme embarrassment.

The red-haired old man's yellow sandbag was blown through a big hole by the sword light, and his inspiration was greatly reduced.

The old man with the hook nose was even more miserable, and the purple gold palace was directly knocked into two halves and was completely destroyed.

After enduring the strangulation of the sword formation, the bald old man's flame sword flew back to his hand. As a result, the blade suddenly cracked countless gaps, and with a "crack", it directly shattered into pieces! "Puff!" The bald old man sprayed a mouthful of blood and shouted: "My natal magic weapon, the flame sword!" After enduring the full-strength attack of the Jiuli Sword Formation, the three black-robed old men were injured to varying degrees, and their magic weapons were basically destroyed.

Shen Lang was unscathed, and all the sword lights retracted back to his body and rotated at high speed.

The three old men in black robe were as if they were struck by lightning, and their faces turned pale.

"What kind of sword formation is this? How can it be so powerful?" The red-haired old man widened his eyes and showed an incredible look.

"You...who are you?" The old man with hook nose looked at Shen Lang with horror.

Shen Lang grinned and said, "These issues will not be a problem for the three fellow Taoists. Go to die obediently!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang once again activated the Jiuli Sword Formation and strangled towards the three old men in black robe.

"This person is not an ordinary monk. If you can't compete with the enemy, run away quickly!" He deeply felt the extremely terrifying power of the Jiuli Sword Formation, the red-haired old man no longer had any temper and directly roared at the other two old men.

The old man with hook nose and the old bald man were also frightened and turned his head and ran away.

"I want to run away? Let's leave it for me!" Su Ruoxue smiled coldly and immediately displayed the bloody magic light.

A large piece of blood attacked the three old men in black robe who were about to escape, with speed as fast as lightning.

"Ah!!!" Three old men in black robe had no time to react and were hit by blood, holding their heads and screaming like ghosts and howling.

Su Ruoxue activated the blood charming light, and was a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and the effect was not a little stronger than the bursting Tongluo.

"Boom!" Shen Lang seized the time and tried his best to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation. The sword light formed a large lightning storm, and instantly swallowed the three of them.

"Boom boom boom boom!" In just half a breath, the bodies of the three old men in black robe were strangled into pieces by a large number of sword lights, and a large amount of blood mist floated in the air.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue did not waste any effort and killed the bodies of three old men in black robe.

The three of them were extremely frightened and were about to escape.

Su Ruoxue hit another Blood Charm God Light, but because the coverage of the Blood Charm God Light was limited, she only hit two Nascent Souls.

Shen Lang urged the sword formation to strangle the two Yuanying.

The remaining old man's Nascent Soul was like a frightened bird, escaping into the distance like a mad dog. His escape speed was extremely fast and disappeared in the sky in an instant.
Chapter completed!