Twenty giant scorpions pounced towards Shen Lang, and the speed was amazing!

Without hesitation, Shen Lang took out the Yuyang Treasure Mirror. Dusty ↘ √ Literature √ Network

"Crackling!"

Suddenly, a white arc as thick as a rope struck out of the mirror, and it slashed at the giant scorpion like a whip.

"Hiss!"

In just an instant, a large amount of white gas escaped, and the stone statue giant scorpion suddenly turned into stone chips and spread on the ground.

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel palpitations, but fortunately, he had the killer feature of the Yuyang Treasure Mirror. Otherwise, with his own strength, it would be basically impossible to deal with so many gargoyle giant scorpions.

Seeing that there was no movement, Shen Lang cautiously walked towards the collapsed ground in the center.

I saw that the ground was hollowed out, and two long boxes, one large and one small, were placed.

The smaller box was made of the finest glazed jade, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Shen Lang's heart was hot, his insistence was really correct, it seemed that he had succeeded in picking up the leak!

After carefully checking it and finding that there was no danger, Shen Lang took out both large and small boxes.

Shen Lang opened the long big box first, and as soon as he opened the box, the treasure was overflowing.

I saw a long blue-green knife lying in the box, the blade engraved with the pattern of a glass dragon and a luan bird, surrounded by layers of streamers. In addition to being gorgeous, it exudes a breathtaking atmosphere.

Shen Lang just touched the blade of the knife, and vaguely felt that this knife contained a powerful energy.

There is also a text engraved on the inside of the box.

"This sword's name is Dragon Sparrow, and it is the first holy weapon given by Tianluo Palace when Elder Ben broke through the virtual realm. It is forged by the master of refining weapons to collect thousand-year-old mica stones, supplemented by two drops of golden horned dragons and the blood of powerful demon beasts of three-colored peacocks, and placed here for treasure. If someone takes it in the Hereafter, please be kind to it. ”

Shen Lang was very happy in his heart, and picked up the dragon bird knife in the box.

This knife was very heavy, more than three times heavier than the Starfall Knife, and Shen Lang could barely swing it.

The blade is thick and dignified, and the knife intent is majestic. ^

Although it is heavy, the speed of the knife after infusing the true qi is extremely fast, and it is integrated with the weathering, and the explosive power is extremely strong.

The word holy weapon, Shen Lang has heard of it for the first time, and it must be a powerful treasure.

Shen Lang waved it a few times, although he felt that this Dragon Sparrow Knife was much more powerful than the Starfall Knife, but there was always a feeling that he couldn't use it.

It should be limited by his own strength, and with his current cultivation, this knife can't exert much power.

However, in terms of the power that Shen Lang felt, it was at least two or three times stronger than the Starfall Knife, and he was already extremely satisfied with the power it exerted.

Shen Lang happily put the Dragon Bird Knife into his storage bag, and then opened the other slightly smaller treasure chest made of glazed jade.

There was a scroll lying in the treasure chest, and Shen Lang was curious and unfolded the scroll to take a look.

It is actually an ancient painting, and if you look closely, it is a picture of a peach forest, ethereal and beautiful.

Shen Lang glanced at it a few times, and unconsciously felt dizzy.

It's as if the whole person is going to be sucked into this scroll!

Shen Lang's heart sank, and he immediately closed the scroll.

It's so weird! This peach forest diagram is definitely not simple.

Shen Lang finally saw the world once, and this Nirvana cultivator's thing was not something that a martial cultivator of their level could imagine.

Shen Lang put the peach forest diagram back into the wooden box of the glazed jade, and then put it into the storage bag.

After scanning the surroundings again, and finding nothing else, Shen Lang left the attic.

Originally, Shen Lang was no longer hopeful, but he didn't expect to be able to pick up the leak, which made him feel very happy.

The dragon sparrow knife alone was enough to satisfy him.

As soon as he walked out of the attic, Shen Lang's face changed.

A large number of martial cultivators in black robes came out of the woods in front of them, approaching the attic.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, if he was not mistaken, these black-robed martial cultivators should be disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, and each of them also carried a wide long knife on their backs.

The middle-aged man in a red robe led by him was none other than Hu Bugui, the master of the Blood Knife Sect, who was cultivating in the early stage of the transformation realm.

Hu Bugui saw Shen Lang coming out of the attic, his eyes burst out with a fine light, and he shouted: "Stop him for me!"

A group of Blood Knife Sect disciples immediately blocked Shen Lang's way from all directions, and they pulled out their knives one after another.

Shen Lang's face sank slightly: "Everyone, we have no grievances and no hatred, why do you need to stop me in my way?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, just grab it obediently, hand over all the treasures, and our Blood Knife Gate can still let you live!"

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue's experiences are so similar. Hu Bugui also thought that Shen Lang had caught a treasure in the attic, and of course he refused to let him go easily.

"Tsk!" Shen Lang smashed his tongue, it seemed that he was in trouble.

In my eyes, there were a total of hundreds of martial cultivators in the Blood Sword Sect, and there were seventy or eighty martial cultivators in the Asking Realm.

Shen Lang had just obtained the Dragon Bird Sword, and he was not afraid of Hu Bugui's early stage of the transformation realm. But there were too many opponents, and fighting them was extremely disadvantageous to him.

"Master Humen, I have already investigated this attic, there is nothing in it, if you don't believe it, you can send someone in to take a look. Shen Lang said lightly.

Hu Bugui glared at Shen Lang with both eyes, and then ordered a few elders to go in and investigate.

After a while, several people ran out of the attic.

"Back to the door master, the attic is full of ruins, and there is indeed nothing!" said an elder in the late stage of the Questioning Realm.

"What?" Hu Bugui's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom.

"Master Hu, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Shen Lang smiled.

Hu Bugui smiled coldly: "Don't take the master of this door as a fool! Since there is nothing in the attic, it must have been scavenged by your kid! Give it to me and capture him alive!"

With an order, a large number of Blood Knife Sect disciples rushed towards Shen Lang.

It seemed that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero, Shen Lang's face was gloomy, and he instantly took out a few smoke bombs from the storage bag and threw them around.

I only heard a few muffled sounds of "bang bang bang", and several huge puffs of black smoke instantly drifted away.

The effect of the smoke bomb was extremely good, a large area was shrouded in black mist, and the surrounding light was already very dark, and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were in chaos.

Shen Lang jumped out of the smoke area, holding the green glass sword in his hand. Because the dragon bird knife was too heavy, carrying this knife when escaping for his life would affect his body, so he simply didn't take it out.

An elder of the Blood Knife Sect in the late stage of the realm stopped in front of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he easily returned to the wind and the moon, stabbing the man in the abdomen.

"You!" The Blood Knife Sect elder was struck before he could even react, looking at Shen Lang with a frightened face, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Shen Lang's long sword struck up, and the man's body flew upward.

"Splitting the stars and catching the moon!"

Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and he swung out a huge sword qi, cutting off the body of the person in mid-air, like cutting tofu, into two!

The rain of blood rained wildly, and the flesh fell, staining the ground a blood-red color, and the thick smell of blood was disgusting.

Shen Lang rarely uses a sword, but that doesn't mean that his swordsmanship is not good.

He had learned a sword technique called the "Three Styles of Moon-Grabbing", and it was extremely powerful, not inferior to the Seven Killing Sword Style, and it was also a heaven-level martial art.

But because there are only three sword moves to fight back and forth, Shen Lang generally rarely uses them.

Hu Bugui finally rushed out of the smoke area, and saw that an elder of his sect was killed by Shen Lang in an instant, his face changed greatly, and he shouted sharply: "Be careful of the enemy!"

Shen Lang assassinated several Blood Knife Sect disciples who had stopped him in front of him one by one, and then fled towards the south.