Qian Lang didn't expect that the sacrifice that An Dongyang said in his mouth was to strip the people of these border tribes to the punishment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the same way, Duyesa and Sacro did not expect it. They looked shocked, anxious like ants on a hot pan. The two hurriedly cast a distressed gaze at Qian Lang.

There was no way, Qian Lang had no choice but to shout "Stop!" on the spot!"

As soon as the words fell, the sackcloth shamans in front of the temple all stopped.

Seeing this, An Dongyang immediately said very dissatisfied: "Who is so bold in the audience, who dares to disturb the Jianmu Festival of my shamanic religion!"

Qian Lang jumped and left the square with the method of catching the moon with a meteor. In an instant, a figure floated over the square, and finally fell straight down on the totem pole to the right of the temple.

Of course, this figure is Qian Lang himself.

When Qian Lang came here, he didn't pay attention to An Dongyang at all, he came directly to Du Meilon's side, and then pushed the two Mai shamans beside him away.

As a result, there was no one to support Du Meilon. Immediately, Du Meilon's legs bent and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Seeing this, Qian Lang couldn't help but be very surprised. Then, Qian Lang immediately came to Du Meilon's side, then helped him up, and then asked with concern. "Patriarch Mellon, you have a wound on your body?"

"Presumptuous, you dare to disturb the Jianmu Festival sacrifice of my Nanban tribe!" After speaking, An Dongyang pulled out the full moon scimitar on his waist, and then pounced towards the place where Qian Lang was.

When the other Mai shamans saw that An Dongyang was about to make a move, they put down the clansmen of the border tribe in their hands, and also pounced on Qian Lang.

In the face of the attack of a group of foundation building period monks, how could Qian Lang take it seriously? He silently recited a spell in his mouth, summoning the jade sword of the Spirit Void Guest.

The jade sword appeared out of thin air, standing about three feet above Qian Lang's head. Immediately after, the jade sword began to shake violently.

Only a low vibration sound of "buzzing ......" was heard, and the jade sword suddenly emitted a faint yellow halo.

Suddenly, Andong Yang and those sackcloth shamans couldn't move. It was as if something was holding them under their feet.

Quicksand, a spell that slows down the enemy's ability to move. It's just that because An Dongyang and the others' cultivation is too low, the quicksand technique has slowed down their ability to move by at least ninety-nine!

In other words, it will take at least an hour for An Dongyang to get to where Qian Lang is!

Seeing this, Du Meilong immediately asked in shock, "Dare to ask the name of Shangxian Gao?"

"Down there is Qian Lang, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect. After a pause, Qian Lang continued, "Now that time is pressing, the patriarch should leave with me quickly." ”

Du Meilong didn't move, he turned his head to look at the Mai shaman Da Hezhe who had been unmoved by his side, and then sighed, and then said, "The head of the money is worried about the old man, but Da Hezhe's mana is all over the sky, I think you better leave quickly, so as not to get burned." ”

Dumelon's words immediately made Qian Lang feel a little unclear. Is that the one standing behind An Dongyang, dressed very strangely and looking a little stupid?

Qian Lang could see that this Da Hezhe's cultivation was only the strength of the late stage of foundation building. This kind of cultivation can turn the sky upside down in front of him? At most, it's good for him to be funny.

"Qian Lang, the new head of the Spirit Sword Sect, is really a hero. ”

Da Hezhe finally spoke. His voice was very special, neutral, like the voice of a child who has not grown any hair. But he was very calm, not shocked by honor and disgrace, and didn't pay attention to Qian Lang at all.

Qian Lang snorted coldly, and then came to Da Hezhe with a disdainful face. Qian Lang was very close to him, and the two were only about an inch apart. Moreover, Qian Lang is much taller than Da Hezhe, a head taller than him.

So, Qian Lang lowered his head, and then said viciously to Da Hezhe, his expression was like a bad boy in school.

"Da Hezhe, listen up, this person, I took it away!" Qian Lang pointed at Du Meilong, facing Da Hezhe, extremely arrogant.

Da Hezhe shook his head, and said lightly and politely, "This person is a sacrifice of my shamanic sect for the Jianmu Festival, and you can't take him away from Master Qian." ”

Qian Lang shrugged his shoulders very unexpectedly, "Ha! I don't care, I must take this person away." Then, he smiled and said in an accentuated tone, "What can you!" Qian Lang squinted at Da Hezhe, as if he was looking at an ant.

"You can try, and if you can get out of here, Benhezhe will let you take him with you. Da Hezhe said without fear.

Qian Lang snorted coldly, then turned around and came to Du Meilon's side, carrying him on his shoulder. Then, his mind moved, wanting to use the method of shooting stars to catch the moon. But at this moment, he suddenly felt someone behind him reach out and grab him.

Qian Lang couldn't leave, and as soon as his toes left the ground, he was dragged down.

Qian Lang hurriedly turned around to take a look, only to find that Da Hezhe was grabbing his arm with one hand.

Hell of the day, when will he be able to move? Isn't he trapped by his quicksand technique?

Qian Lang tried hard to break free, but he found that he couldn't break free at all, and Da Hezhe's hands were like iron tongs!

"Presumptuous!" Da Hezhe snorted, and then threw Qian Lang out.

I saw a parabola crossing the door of the temple, and Qian Lang was thrown into the sky by him!

Qian Lang felt that Da Hezhe was infinitely powerful, because he needed to exert all his strength in order to try to stabilize his body.

When Qian Lang landed, he hurriedly made three flips, and then stood on the ground unharmed.

Qian Lang looked at Da Hezhe in disbelief, and then put down Du Meilong on his shoulder.

Du Meilong couldn't stand and could only sit on the ground.

"Master Qian! You are not Da Hezhe's opponent! Before you are in the quagmire, you should run for your life quickly!" Du Meilong said with great concern.

Qian Lang also felt that this Da Hezhe was very strange, but he still didn't believe that a monk in the foundation building period could do anything to him. If Qian Lang is sure that he is not Da Hezhe's opponent. Don't even need to be reminded by Du Meilon, he himself has long since run away!

It is because of ignorance that there is no fear. Qian Lang is in this state of mind at the moment.

Then, Qian Lang shouted violently, and summoned all seven blades of the Spirit Void Ke.

Since Du Meilong has blown this great Hezhe into the sky, Qian Lang will naturally not be stupid and underestimate the enemy.

As soon as he came up, Qian Lang adjusted the jade sword into a formation eye, and then he silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and he actually started to operate the jade sword's demon spirit devouring formation at the beginning.

The consumption of the demon spirit devouring formation is very huge, when the spirit void guest mentioned this array, he once said that if it is not for encountering a strong enemy, the existence of this array can only be a waste of his precious spiritual power, if it is not used well, other people's spiritual power is not extracted, but he is tired first.

Qian Lang was able to use this formation, which was enough to see how much he attached importance to Da Hezhe.

Then, Qian Lang summoned a white elixir porcelain bottle from the storage ring. This bottle is filled with the elixir refined by Qian Lang, which can quickly restore aura.

Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you can defeat the Demon Spirit Devouring Array of the Spirit Void Guest!

Looking at this situation, Qian Lang was going to be ready to fight Da Hezhe from the beginning!

As soon as the formation was running, all the places within a radius of three hundred meters within the jade sword were shrouded in a faint purple smoke curtain. The smoke screen is not static, but flowing.

The entire smoke screen was in the shape of a whirlpool, slowly flowing towards the tip of the jade sword. Moreover, the smoke screen is around different people, and the shades of color are a little different.

Like An Dongyang and ordinary Mai shamans, the smoke screen around them is much lighter, but Da Hezhe's side is different, the smoke screen around him is as thick as ink!

Through this comparison, Qian Langdang even discovered Da Hezhe's own strength. The power contained in Da Hezhe's side is simply outrageous! The power that the magic can devour from him is simply a hundred times more than An Dongyang and the others!

A bad premonition rose in Qian Lang's heart. Perhaps, he really met a powerful enemy!