The Fire Dragon Tomb appeared, and the martial cultivators of various family sects were in high spirits, ready to start snatching treasures. Dust, Margin, Literature√ Learning← Network

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the fiery red pagoda in mid-air, and it flew rapidly towards somewhere in the northwest.

All the martial cultivators in Diancang Mountain who saw this scene were boiling in an instant, and they hurried towards the southwest like mad dogs.

"Damn, why did only one treasure flow out this time, it's too shabby!" Murong Jun said with a frown.

Murong Feng was also a little disappointed, he didn't expect that this time the Fire Dragon Tomb would only shoot out a conspicuous treasure.

There's no way, one is better than nothing. Murong Feng's eyes sank, and he ordered: "Murong Family Martial Cultivator listens to the order, go and snatch the treasure!"

The Murong family's martial arts cultivator quickly walked towards the northwest.

The northwest side happens to be the direction where the martial arts of the Bliss Palace gather.

The group of Transformation Realm martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace all showed ecstatic expressions on their faces when they saw that the treasure was flying towards them.

"Whoosh!"

After seeing clearly what was flying in the air, the eyes of a group of martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace widened and they were taken aback! They were vaguely surprised, and what they saw was a bird-shaped instrument, and their two wings also emitted golden light.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, it looks a bit like a flying kite"

The martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace were stunned.

I thought it was a powerful treasure that blew up the sky, but it turned out to be a flying kite-shaped instrument. Don't even think about it, this kind of thing is too chicken.

Only offensive and defensive holy weapons are king, and some special forms of holy weapons may have other wonderful uses, but their value is much smaller.

"Huh, there seems to be a person underneath the flying kite. A Martial Cultivator of the Bliss Palace pointed to the air and said.

Everyone stared and observed.

Sure enough, there was a figure under the golden kite.

The figure was not Shen Lang, the flying kite he was riding in was fished from the bedroom of the Fire Dragon Saint Monarch.

The function is similar to that of a glider in the world, but this flying kite also has the blessing of a mysterious small magic circle on it, which consumes spirit stones as energy, and can make the glide speed reach a jaw-dropping level.

Although it still can't fly, the gliding speed and distance of this golden kite far exceed that of ordinary gliders, and as long as the take-off distance is high enough, it can fly a long distance.

Shen Lang was secretly glad in his heart that the Spirit Palace Tower was indeed opened.

When the Linggong Tower was opened just now, an eye of the wind suddenly appeared in front of the bedroom, Shen Lang didn't think about it, he jumped directly into the eye of the wind from dragging the flying kite, and was ejected out of the Linggong Tower.

Shen Lang rode the golden flying kite, and his mood was very refreshing, this trip to Cangshan was too worthwhile!

Not only have I fished so many things, but I have grown so much knowledge, and my cultivation has also advanced too much, and I have advanced to the peak of the transformation realm.

Shen Lang was confident that he would be able to break through the virtual realm within a few months.

"Wow!"

The Wuxiu of the Bliss Palace below exploded its nest in an instant, thinking that it was a treasure that fell, but he didn't expect it to be a person riding a flying kite.

The flying kite came from far and near, and a group of people from the Martial Arts of the Bliss Palace saw Shen Lang's face clearly.

"It's Shen Lang!" The people of the Paradise Palace showed shocked expressions, how could Shen Lang fly out of the Fire Dragon Tomb?

Could it be that this Shen Lang had taken a shit luck and entered the Fire Dragon Tomb? This idea suddenly popped up in the hearts of all the martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace.

"Catch him!" Fan Hong, the elder of the late stage of the Transformation Realm of the Bliss Palace, shouted with his eyes like torches.

A group of Bliss Palace martial cultivators rushed towards the direction that Shen Lang flew from.

Shen Lang smiled coldly, it was just in time! The Bliss Palace also had an old grudge against him, so it was just the right time to deal with these guys.

There were nearly fifty martial cultivators in this group of Extreme Bliss Palace, and there were more than a dozen in the late stage of the Transformation Realm.

It seems that it will be very difficult to deal with so many people at once, but Shen Lang is now full of treasures and armed to the teeth, and he may not be defeated by one person against all the martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace.

The bald-headed martial cultivator in the middle stage of the Bliss Palace Transformation Realm closest to Shen Lang seemed to want to get the first skill, so he directly volleyed a sword in the air and stabbed towards Shen Lang on the flying kite.

Shen Lang showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and immediately unloaded the flying kite in the air and put it into the storage ring.

"Ding!"

Shen Lang pulled out the meteor sword on his waist, and a blue-white sword light suddenly erupted, striking at the bald man like lightning.

"Boom!"

Before the bald man could react, his body was hit by the sword, and the blood arrow flew out, and his chest and abdomen were blurred by Shen Lang's sword blow.

"Ahh

With just one blow, he killed half the life of a mid-realm martial cultivator, and Shen Lang's methods really surprised all the martial cultivators of the Paradise Palace.

"Everyone, be careful, this little beast surnamed Shen has obtained a powerful treasure from the Fire Dragon Tomb! Let's catch him quickly!" Fan Hong shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Fan Hong's words made all the martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace feel uplifted.

If Shen Lang is caught, the treasures on his body will belong to the Bliss Palace, and Lu Rulong will definitely reward them greatly at that time.

Shen Lang had no intention of escaping, and landed directly and slowly on the ground.

A large group of Bliss Palace martial cultivators rushed forward and surrounded Shen Lang, for fear that he would run away.

"Shen Lang, you are not small, dare to kill my Bliss Palace Martial Cultivator!" Fan Hong roared angrily.

"What if you kill it?" Shen Lang's face was gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He now has a high-grade holy weapon all over his body, and with the blessing of the cultivation at the peak of the transformation realm, the high-grade holy weapon can also exert fifty percent of his strength. You don't need to use the killing weapon of the dragon tooth dart to complete the martial arts of this group of Bliss Palace.

"Surnamed Shen, Elder Ben advises you to be obediently restrained, and tell us how you got to the Fire Dragon Tomb?" Fan Hong threatened.

"You want to know the answer? Yes, you can kneel down and kowtow a few times, and I'll tell you. The corners of Shen Lang's mouth went up, with a rebellious look on his face.

"Bastard, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Fan Hong snorted violently, his face extremely gloomy.

A group of martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace were about to step forward, Fan Hong waved his robes and said disdainfully: "It's just a yellow-haired boy, Elder Ben can do it alone." ”

After speaking, Fan Hong took out the cyan long knife on his waist and decided to install B to show his strength.

In fact, he just wanted to take a little more credit and convince the elders.

"Okay, if you want to die, you can go up. The corners of Shen Lang's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

He deliberately suppressed the aura of his transformation realm peak just now, since this old thing wanted to die in tricks, Shen Lang didn't mind letting the other party clearly understand the consequences of death!

"Boy, you're just arrogant now. Elder Ben will let you know what the difference in strength is!"

Fan Hong smiled contemptuously, clenched the cyan long knife in his hand, and slashed directly at Shen Lang.

The storage ring in Shen Lang's hand lit up, and the Dream Breaking Knife was held in his hand, like a howling wind, slashing towards Fan Hong who was flying in.

The two knives collided.

"Boom!" A huge wave of qi emanated from between Shen Lang and Fan Hong, deafening.

The storm that rolled up even made the surrounding Paradise Palace's early stage martial cultivators unable to open their eyes.

With a crisp sound of "bell", the Dream Breaking Knife in Shen Lang's hand directly cut the cyan long knife in Fan Hong's hand in half.

"Poof!" Fan Hong opened his mouth to burst into blood, and the whole person was shocked and flew out.