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? Keep following this ancestor to chase me!" The ancestor Xuemu shouted in anger, then turned into a blood light, chasing him along the disappearing breath of the golden big 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 is smaller, but there are more monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

There are six Nascent Soul-stage monks in the south of the island, five of whom are all in the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and there is also a mid-stage Nascent Soul-stage monk.

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.

But he still easily killed everyone, without a single living person.

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 at all.

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 go all out.

After killing all the wastes in 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 cultivators behind the Blood Wood Ancestor were shocked.

"Shen Lang! It's really 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 silenced 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.

"Yes, this young master is Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang sneered.

The ancestor of Blood Wood looked shiny and said violently: "Little Bazai, you are so bold that you dare to appear in the sky sea? A treasure like Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella is worthy of you? Hand over the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, otherwise you will die without a complete corpse!" "Hahaha!" Shen Lang laughed loudly and said: "Old guy, are you kicked in the forehead by a donkey? Who can Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella be worthy of? It's not the waste of your alliance that you have.

Let me die without a complete body? Old man, come here and try it!" After saying that, Shen Lang hooked his finger at the Xuemu Ancestor with a sarcastic look on his face.

Seeing Shen Lang's fearless appearance, the ancestor Xuemu suddenly felt a little scared in his heart.

Shen Lang seemed not afraid of himself at all, which made the ancestor Xuemu a little surprised, because once upon a time, Shen Lang snatched the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, the first secret treasure of Penglai Mountain, and then disappeared and searched for traces.

Now that he appears again, Shen Lang's cultivation level has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The ancestor of Blood Wood guessed that this kid might have been able to activate the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella! Otherwise, the monks who had just guarded the island west would not have been wiped out so quickly. The ancestor of Blood Wood was afraid that Shen Lang would use the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella to kill the monks in the island west in seconds.

If it is a genuine prehistoric spiritual treasure, it will definitely have the ability to go against the will of heaven! Not only the Blood Wood Ancestor, but the other monks were also a little panicked.

All the monks who can practice to the Nascent Soul stage are human spirits. The Blood Wood Ancestor can guess, and they can also guess.

Seeing this, Ouyang Changfeng sneered: "The trash of the alliance, why? My brother Shen Lang appeared, you were scared? Old guy, weren't he still very rampant before? Why are you cowardly now?" The ancestor Xuemu was so angry that he shouted: "Do you fellow Taoists, don't be deceived! You know what level of treasure is the prehistoric spiritual treasure. At least a cultivator at the level of the God Transformation Stage can use it. It is impossible for a mere mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage to activate it.

These two thieves were just pretending!" He also planned to make a bet. The prehistoric spiritual treasure is not so easy to activate, and Shen Lang may not be able to activate this treasure.

The Blood Wood Ancestor is worthy of being the leader of the two alliances of the Yuanhe Seas. He speaks very well. Such a whisper has indeed dispelled the fear in the hearts of most Nascent Soul cultivators.

"All the monks obeyed the order and killed Shen Lang first, seized the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and then captured Ouyang Changfeng! This time, two kills kills two birds with one stone, and the two saints will definitely reward us!" As soon as the roar fell, the old demon of the Blood Wood ancestor stretched out his right palm.

A large amount of blood-colored demonic energy suddenly surged in his rough and old palm, and a blood-colored snake staff emerged in the demonic energy.

The snake rod has a simple and gloomy appearance. At the top, there is a blood-colored snake head with a big mouth open, and finally it vomits bloody mist, emitting a heart-wrenching breath! Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and he could see at a glance that the snake rod should be a pseudo-precious spiritual treasure.

It is rumored that a treasure has been circulating in the Heavenly Demon Palace since ancient times, called the Demon Snake Staff, which should be the magic weapon in the hands of the ancestor Xuemu.

"Brother Ouyang, my natal magic weapon can greatly suppress the evil spirits. I will deal with this Blood Wood Ancestor. The others will be left to you to resist first.

"Shen Lang immediately sent a message to Ouyang Changfeng.

"Okay!" Ouyang Changfeng responded immediately.

He was a ghost cultivator. He had sensitively noticed that Shen Lang's body was filled with extremely pure yang attribute aura, and it was extremely powerful, so powerful that even when he approached Shen Lang, he would feel palpitations.

"Kill!" The ancestor Xuemu shouted loudly and rushed towards Shen Lang first.
Chapter completed!