Godly Dragon Guard

It has only been a few hundred thousand years since Shen Lang ascended to the throne, and it was beyond the expectations of the two women that he could grow to this point.

But now Nangong Yao is almost one of the most powerful monks in the immortal world. As soon as Shen Lang meets them, he has to face such a powerful opponent. Xiaorou and Murong Mingyue are worried about Shen Lang to the point where they cannot be increased.

The leader, an old man in black robe, shook his head and sighed: "Two juniors from Shushan, it's not that we and others are greedy for life and are unwilling to help. It's that we and those two are not monks of the same level at all. If at this time Going into battle forcefully is almost equivalent to committing suicide."

The previous Seven Saints of Shushan are a living example. Before they even met each other on the field, they were all injured by Nangong Yao. They were severely injured and fainted, and they lost all their combat power in an instant.

The strength of the few of them is only half that of the Seven Saints of Shushan, and forcing them to go into battle will only lead to death.

Xiao Rou and Murong Mingyue frowned, looking even more worried.

Seeing the disappointment on the faces of the two women, the old man in black robe lost his face and said instead: "You two juniors, don't worry too much, everything is not over yet. As long as that fellow Taoist named Shen can consume Nangong Yao for a period of time Time, I should be able to put it to some use when I go into battle again."

"If Fellow Daoist Shen is really in danger of his life, we will definitely not leave him alone. No matter how great the danger is, we will immediately go to the rescue!"

The other four supreme elders of the Zoroastrian Cult also nodded.

They have been able to fight against the Chanjiao army for so long, and they do not lack the courage to face death.

What's more, if Shen Lang is really defeated, the mountain-protecting formation in Yangjiao Mountain will be broken by the Chanjiao army sooner or later, and they will have no choice but to die.

"Thank you five seniors!"

Xiao Rou and Murong Mingyue immediately thanked her.

For now, they can only wait and see what happens.

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In the battlefield, Shen Lang tried his best to resist Nangong Yao's several magical powers, and was almost suppressed by Nangong Yao the whole time.

"This protector thought that the Chosen One was so powerful, but it turned out that he was just an ordinary monk."

Nangong Yao sneered.

The Holy Lord had always told him to be careful of the Chosen One before, causing Nangong Yao to have exaggerated expectations for the Chosen One's strength. After the real fight, he found that he was overthinking it.

Although the Chosen One is much more powerful than a normal monk, to him, it is just ordinary.

Shen Lang looked extremely gloomy after being knocked back by the black and white sword shadow struck by Nangong Yao's sword.

Previously, I was worried that Zhang Daoling or Taiyi Zhenren would suddenly appear, so I didn't use all my strength.

But Nangong Yao is really not an ordinary opponent. If he fights against him in his ordinary form, not only will he not get any benefits, but he may also capsize in the gutter.

Not far away, Yun Chen has already begun to order the Chan Cult army to attack Bingxue. Seeing the increasing pressure on Bingxue, Shen Lang no longer wants to retain his strength and decides to fight quickly!

Seeing Shen Lang's eyes wandering, Nangong Yao thought Shen Lang was afraid, and sneered disdainfully: "Chosen one, if you feel that you are no match for this protector, it is not a bad idea to kneel down and beg for mercy. As long as you beg for mercy obediently and submit to my teachings, This protector may consider sparing your life!"

Speaking of this, Nangong Yao showed a hint of joking in his eyes.

It would be a pleasure to trample this high-ranking chosen one whom the Holy Lord calls his feet.

"Haha, you thief is probably not dreaming! Since you want to see Shen's true strength, Shen doesn't mind letting you know clearly!"

After Shen Lang laughed ferociously, his eyes suddenly shot out, and he shouted loudly: "Star pattern, open!"

Between the electric light and flint, a false divine pattern in the shape of a six-pointed star suddenly appeared between Shen Lang's eyebrows, releasing endless starlight, dazzling!

Endless starlight spurted out from the star pattern between Shen Lang's eyebrows, covering the entire battlefield in an instant, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The extremely intense starlight almost swallowed up all the space within sight, and the extremely terrifying pressure felt like the sky was shattering and the sky was collapsing!

The monks in the Chanjiao army who witnessed all this were all panicked and frightened.

"You...you can actually condense divine patterns!!!"

Nangong Yao saw the six-pointed star-shaped pseudo-divine mark on Shen Lang's eyebrows, which was as bright as the blazing sun. His eyes widened and his expression finally changed.

He could clearly sense that the starlight released by Shen Lang contained an extremely powerful aura, so powerful that even Nangong Yao trembled!

This is the divine pattern that can radiate light!

Nangong Yao could only feel the aura of the same intensity from the Holy Lord. He never dreamed that the Chosen One could release similar divine light.

"Little Universe, open!"

Following Shen Lang's soft drink, an extremely powerful force burst out from his body, and a star map of a centaur with wings on its back and a bow and arrow quickly condensed in the sky covered by starlight!

At the same time, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, turning into a vast and boundless galaxy universe. tail heart.

As I sip tea from my pen, a large number of stars are floating around the galaxy, everything is silent and deathly silent.

Nangong Yao, Bai Chen, and even countless Chanjiao troops were drawn into the small universe released by Shen Lang without even realizing it.

Bingxue took advantage of the changing scene and used all his strength to unleash the ice crystals of heaven and earth, releasing a large swath of frosty white light that enveloped the entire galaxy universe.

In an instant, everything in the galaxy was covered in frost and air, and even the countless stars that adorned the small universe were frozen, making the space freeze and stagnant.

Being in this extremely cold space, the mobility of the Chanjiao army was greatly weakened. Even many Chanjiao leaders were restricted by the environment, and their physical agility was greatly reduced.

"Oops!"

Yun Chen secretly thought something was wrong.

As expected, Bingxue took the opportunity to form a magic seal and scolded: "Advanced Golden Immortal Technique, Ice Soul descends from the sky!"

As soon as the sweet shout fell, snow unicorn phantoms quickly condensed in the space covered by ice and snow.

"Ho! Roar! Roar!"

Suddenly, thousands of snow unicorns with a body length of one hundred feet condensed and formed from the cold light and freezing air of the space, and charged towards the leaders of the Chan Cult who were unable to move, with an astonishing momentum.

The leaders of the Public Interpretation Sect were so frightened that they took in a breath of cold air. Due to the stagnant and frozen space, they could not dodge at all, and could only use all their strength to collide with the numerous snow unicorns.

The defensive magical powers that most commanders used in desperation were simply unable to contend with the large number of snow unicorn phantoms.

"Dong dong dong!"

A series of sharp collisions could be heard, and a dozen Da Luo Jinxian who explained the religion were swallowed up and drowned by the extremely cold energy exploded by the snow unicorn due to their lack of defense. Their bodies shattered into ice shavings, and they died on the spot.

Only a few Da Luo Jinxian managed to save their lives, but they all suffered heavy injuries, and all the flesh, blood, meridians and bones all over their bodies were frozen!

"No!"

Seeing that Bingxue killed a dozen Daluo Jinxian from the Chan Sect with one blow, Yun Chen completely fell into madness and let out a hysterical roar.

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Yun Chen's face was extremely ferocious, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of essence and blood, and the snow-inscribed harp on his hand was stained red by the essence and blood.