Shen Lang and the colorless monk didn't wait long.

In less than thirty minutes after he had knocked down the cliff wall, another person was waiting.

It was an old man dressed in gray and with a long flowing beard.

This person looked like a fairy wind on the outside, but his eyes were spinning, and he was holding a long sword with a flickering ghostly light in his hand, and he walked over step by step with great caution.

As soon as he stepped onto the second platform, the old man was stunned.

This second-layer platform was tossed to pieces by the fight between Duanmu Evil and Duan Chenfeng, and there were huge potholes everywhere.

Many rocks that had collapsed from several surrounding cliffs rolled down to various places, and the ground was full of messes.

This person looked at Shen Lang and the three of them, and then at the destroyed second platform, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and without saying a word, quickly rushed towards the portal.

It was as if some wild beast was chasing him behind him.

"The eighth, Uncle Shi, is enough. The colorless monk reminded and said.

Shen Lang didn't answer, just looked into the distance and didn't move.

The colorless monk followed his gaze in wonder, and could only see the endless void wind raging, and countless wind blades were spinning and colliding with each other.

After five minutes, Shen Lang turned around and sighed and said, "Let's go." ”

At this moment, Shen Lang finally suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and his eyes returned to their previous composure and calmness.

The colorless monk immediately followed Shen Lang towards the portal.

And the woman with the bronze mask also followed Shen Lang more than ten meters behind the two at this time.

Shen Lang asked in a strange whisper, "When the dust wind attacked me, did the woman in the back scream?"

The colorless monk was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Yes...... But isn't this normal? That section of the dust wind is a powerhouse of the Emperor Martial Realm, and it is indeed too scary to strike with all his strength under anger, and the disciples at that time were afraid of being affected, and they almost wanted to rush directly into the portal on the side. ”

"Really?" Shen Lang nodded thoughtfully.

The light flickered, and Shen Lang and the colorless monk appeared in the "Twelve Heavenly Ten Thousand Beast Array" together.

Sure enough, as he expected, the "Twelve Heavenly Ten Thousand Beast Array" at this moment was surprisingly quiet.

After the two of them appeared here, they didn't attract endless fierce beasts like last time.

The beast patterns on all the stone pillars did not move at all, and the silence was terrifying......

But the twelve light shields have changed their appearance, and the chains composed of spiritual light are criss-crossed, like a cage, completely binding the people inside and making it difficult to move!

Even the four Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses in Dongchengyue were all locked to death, and it was difficult to move an inch!

"Good boy, do you dare to come in? Lao Tzu is going to break your body into pieces!"

Inside one of the light shields, Ren Xudong roared like a beast.

The roaring voice, full of anger and hatred, echoed throughout the hall.

Qin Mengxue and the others brushed it, and they all looked at Shen Lang, and their faces were very ugly!

"You want to break me into thousands of pieces? There are more people who want to break my body into thousands of pieces, and it won't be your turn to line up, what are you?"

Shen Lang sneered, and choked Ren Xudong half to death with one sentence.

"Master, I'm standing in front of you now, what can you do to me?

Ren Xudong in the light mask laughed angrily: "What an arrogant boy, I've cultivated Ren Xudong so far, it's really the first time I've encountered it! I really want to see it...... What do you have to look good for me!"

"Even if Lao Tzu is trapped in this light mask, with you, kid, what means can you make Lao Tzu look good!"

"You remember, as soon as I break the seal, it's time for you to die!"

"I'm going to let you taste the pain of soul refining, and let you die without a corpse!"

Shen Lang was slowly walking on the passage in the middle of the hall, and when he heard Ren Xudong's hysterical threatening words, his eyes suddenly changed: "Damn, sir, what I hate the most is your candle dragon family!

"If you open and close your mouth to drain my soul and refine my soul, I will let you taste the taste of soul refining first!"

Shen Lang's eyes were cold, and he walked up to Ren Xudong's mask step by step.

Not only Ren Xudong, everyone present was stunned.

Is this guy really?

Do you really want to deal with Ren Xudong?

Isn't that a joke?

The twelve light shields in this large array were extraordinary, not only trapping the powerhouses at the end of the Imperial Martial Realm, but also completely isolated from the outside world.

If you want to hurt Ren Xudong in this situation, how can it be?

And looking at him like this, it is obvious that he wants to do it himself, instead of letting the zombies who captured Duan Chenfeng before take action!

In any case, there is a world of difference between the Wang Wujing Martial Artist and the Emperor Martial Realm Martial Artist, Mo said that this light mask separates the two sides......

Even if he didn't have this light mask, even if Ren Xudong stood in front of him and asked him to cut it, it was impossible for a single Wang Wujing martial artist to be able to cut it?

The physical strength of the powerhouse of the Emperor Martial Realm is so strong that even without the help of any magic weapon or battle armor, its defense will never be able to be broken by the martial artist of the primary realm of the Wang Martial Mirror.

What's more, inside the light mask, it is the Eight Heavenly powerhouses of the Emperor Martial Realm of the Demon God Temple!

It's the same thing as an ant trying to stick out its legs and trip over an elephant......

Dongchengyue and the three of them were angry and funny, and they didn't believe that Shen Lang could help Ren Xudong at all.

As for those who had seen Shen Lang concocting Yin Tianqiu on the second-layer platform before, their faces were strange and their expressions were uncertain.

Although they all saw that Duan Chenfeng was severely injured by that zombie, Shen Lang still had a means that made them remember it vividly.

That's ......

The breath of Yellow Springs!

This Yellow Spring Qi is the Hell Qi from the Nine Nether Hell Prisons, the most yin and the most evil, if it is not the energy of the most yang and the strong, it is almost impossible to stop!

If this guy really uses the Yellow Springs Qi......

These people wanted to remind Ren Xudong, but when they saw Ren Xudong's arrogant and triumphant appearance, they pretended to be stupid and stunned, and they all chose to be indifferent.

At this time, I saw Ren Xudong laughing wildly: "Little rabbit cub, your uncle is standing here now, do you want me to taste the taste of soul refining?

"Just for the words you just said, when I break the seal, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces, so that your soul will be scattered and you will never be able to live forever!"

"Hahahaha!"

Just as Ren Xudong was laughing wildly, Shen Lang closed his eyes and pasted the wall of light covering Ren Xudong with one hand.

Just as the palm of his hand touched the wall of light......

"Buzz!"

The melodious sound of a bell rang, and the light on the wall of light burst out, gushing out an extremely strong force, pushing out towards Shen Lang's palm!

"Bang!"

Circle after circle, like water waves, ripples of energy rippled from the palm of Shen Lang's hand.

Shen Lang snorted lightly, and his body was violently pushed backwards by this force.

A long crack was plowed into the ground with both feet!

"Little brute, is this your method? you can't even touch this wall of light, and you still want me to taste the taste of soul refining?"

"Hahaha, I'll you!"

Seeing Shen Lang rebounding from the power of the light mask, Ren Xudong laughed proudly.