Shen Lang successfully absorbed the blood of the Burning Sky Tiger, and even a layer of dark red flames lingered all over his body. The blood was quickly merging with his body.◢Su Meng*Xiao◢1a

A huge force poured into Shen Lang's meridians, bones and organs like spring water. It seemed that all parts of the body had been strengthened and extremely comfortable.

"call……"

The pain in Shen Lang's body gradually disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of pleasure, and endless energy surged out of his body.

After devouring the bloodline of the Explosion of the Flame Tiger, Shen Lang's cultivation level also improved significantly.

Originally, he had just entered the early stage of Void Refining, but now his physical body's spiritual power has expanded, and his cultivation has reached the middle and late stage of Void Refining, which has saved at least more than two hundred years of meditation time!

The advantage of the Blood Spirit Immortal Body is here. You can improve your cultivation and gain magical powers by absorbing the bloodlines of powerful strange beasts.

Shen Lang's current strength is already at its top level in the Void Refining Period. If you continue to improve your cultivation, your strength will also increase as well, which will be more conducive to finding the five-colored divine flag by yourself.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen for his great improvement in his cultivation!"

Lan Xian'er's beautiful eyes shone. She could clearly feel that Shen Lang's aura was much stronger than before. She knew that Shen Lang was the blood spirit fairy body among the three immortal bodies, which could swallow the bloodlines of strange beasts to strengthen itself.

"I'm laughing."

Shen Lang grinned and then said, "Now all the monks of the Refining Void Stage of the Red Tiger Clan are dead. After all the tribe members are saved and the remaining monks of the Red Tiger Clan are cleaned up, Chen will take the tribe members out of this place."

"You are here to go!" Lan Xian'er bowed slightly.

After taking away the storage ring of the Burning Flame Tiger, Shen Lang ordered all the ferocious insects to slaughter the monks in the Red Tiger Clan.

"Terrent!"

Many Lianhua clan members also spontaneously joined the massacre team and killed the monks of the Red Tiger clan. Some clan members who were enslaved by the Red Tiger clan had completely vented the humiliation and resentment in their hearts at this moment!

Fierce insects are raging all over the sky, and no grass grows wherever they pass.

All the Red Tiger tribes fled like mad dogs, but they were all killed by ferocious insects or by the joint efforts of the Lianhua tribe.

The tragic massacre lasted for more than an hour. None of the rebuilt Red Tiger tribe, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, no one of them, was spared after the reconstruction!

Shen Lang has never been a good person. The world of immortal cultivation itself is cruel. The strong are the writers of the rules. He only knows that such a simple but correct rule will be avenged if he has revenge.

All the Lianhua tribe members who were enslaved by the Chihu tribe were rescued. The tribesmen exclaimed resentment and lamented that the great revenge was revenged!

Shen Lang, who avenged the Lianhua clan, became extremely tall and dazzling in the eyes of the people of the clan.

There are only more than 2,300 remaining monks of the Lianhua clan, which is a very sad number.

Now that the hatred has been settled, Shen Lang took back the ferocious insects from the Holy Insect Tower, and countless ferocious insects flew back into the tower.

This time, all the evil insects from the second and third floors of the Holy Insect Tower were released to participate in the battle. The number of evil insects was still consumed, but only one thousandth of the total amount was consumed.

Compared to the returns obtained, this consumption is not a big loss.

Shen Lang rode the Nether Fire Ant and flew towards the west with the monks of the Lianhua clan. After flying for half a day, Shen Lang felt that it should be safe, so he ordered the Nether Fire Ant to land in a forest of a barren mountain, preparing to discuss the subsequent countermeasures.

The people of the tribe also took a break in the woods.

Shen Lang whispered loudly: "Everyone, now the Green Claw Clan and the Red Tiger Clan have been destroyed. My Lianhua Clan is considered to be avenged. However, as far as Chen knows, the Green Claw Clan seems to have something to do with the Tongtian Rat Clan. Just in case, I suggest that all the clan members should not return to the original clan territory of the Lianhua Clan, so as not to encounter any danger again."

The people of the Poison Flower Clan nodded to express their understanding.

After being occupied by the Green Claws and Red Tigers, the tribesmen also understood that the Lianhua tribe's land was a hot potato. At present, their power was weak and it was really not suitable to occupy that land again.

Shen Lang continued: "Everyone, we must admit a fact. Now that the power of Lianhua tribe is weak, we can only temporarily restrain our strength and cultivate our health to make a comeback in the future. Considering the safety issues, Lianhua tribe should not stay in this great wasteland for the time being."

When they heard this, the people of the tribe looked bitter.

The Great Wilderness is the home they depend on for tens of thousands of years, but now they are leaving their homes and displaced. It is really sad and lamentable.

Xiaodie bit her teeth and asked, "Young Master Chen, since you said you can't stay in the Great Wilderness anymore, where do we plead the flower tribe go?"

Shen Lang thought for a while and said, "Mr. Chen has a good place to go. The tribe members might as well go to Tiannan Island on the southern border of the Great Wilderness to temporarily live in the south of the Great Wilderness to rest and recuperate. The environment there is good and comfortable, which is suitable for the Lihua clan to develop and grow slowly."

"Originally, the Flying Hu Zhenren, the owner of Tiannan Island in the Immortal Refining Period, has been killed by me. There are no monks in the Immortal Refining Period on the island. In addition, they are far away from the Great Wilderness Realm, and there will be no safety issues in occupying Tiannan Island. As long as the foundation of our Lianhua Clan is still there, we will definitely make a comeback!"

Lan Xian'er and Xiaodie's eyes lit up. They had been to Tiannan Island and naturally knew that it was almost an island isolated from the Great Wilderness, which was indeed suitable for the Lianhua tribe to cultivate and survive.

Taking a deep breath, Lan Xian'er whispered loudly: "All tribesmen, if Mr. Chen had not shown his power today, slaughtered the Green Claw Clan and the Red Tiger Clan, and rescued a large number of tribe members, our pleading flower clan would probably have been removed from the Great Wilderness! This princess suggested that we pleading flower clan's new clan leader, and Mr. Shen Langchen will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who

"Wait! I...

Shen Lang's face changed, and he was really shocked by Lan Xian'er's words. He was about to refute, but he was soon overwhelmed by the voices of the people of the tribe.

"I agree that Senior Chen is the best candidate for the patriarch!"

"Yes, if it weren't for Senior Chen, we would probably never have any mercy on the flower clan. We should have let Senior Chen be the leader of this clan!"

"Yes, if Senior Chen was the patriarch, we would feel much more at ease."

The people of the Poison Flower Tribe all expressed their agreement.

“Stop and stop!

Shen Lang hurriedly stopped and said loudly: "Dear members of the tribe, Chen is a human cultivator, not a flower clan. He only agreed to certain conditions of Emperor Xuelan, so he claimed to be half a flower clan. For the sake of emotion and reason, I am not suitable to be the leader of this clan."

"Now the Lianhua clan is really going to take charge of the overall situation. Princess Xian'er is already in the cultivation level of the Void Refining Period, and she is the only candidate. I suggest that she be the leader of the clan. "

Lan Xian'er sighed softly: "Young Master Chen, Xian'er has limited ability, so it is probably difficult to take on this important task..."

Xiaodie next to her smiled and teased, "Xiaodie has a suggestion, Sister Xian'er, you can marry Mr. Chen? Then you two are husband and wife, and it's okay for anyone to be the patriarch."

"Damn girl, what are you talking about!" Lan Xian'er's face turned red and she knocked Xiaodie's little head in shame.

A group of people from the Flower Tribe think it is feasible.

"Hey, this method is good. Anyway, Senior Chen was once the prince consort of the Flower Clan. He and Princess Xian'er are a talented man and beautiful woman, and are made of heaven and earth."

"Yes, if you can get married, it will be a blessing for us to pity the flower clan!"

"Agree, the beauty is paired with a hero, and it is perfect for Senior Chen and Princess Xian'er to combine." Listening to the tribe's tribe's words, Lan Xian'er's delicate face blushed to the ears, shy and nervously unable to speak.
Chapter completed!