Chapter 940

I can't help it. I'm helpless here.

Shen Lang decides to go out first, look at the situation on the ground, and then make a decision.

There are actually two exits in the underground volcano, the first is the lake before, and the other is a large stone gap on the edge of the underground volcano cone, from which the fire Python came to the underground volcano.

But there is molten mortar all around the crack. It's impossible for Shen Lang to climb up from here.

The fire Python is naturally adapted to the environment of molten slurry, and it will be OK to bubble in the molten slurry. But you can't do it. Even if you are a master of virtual environment, you will definitely die if you soak it in the melt for a minute or two.

Shen Lang returns to the lake where the cave is, holding his breath, and penetrates into the hole under the lake.

Follow the original road back to the previous waterfall.

The cave was covered with stones, and Shen Lang swam out of the waterfall.

Leaving the hot place like the underground volcano, the waves suddenly felt comfortable.

It's about one o'clock in the evening, and the moon is in the sky. At this time, it is purely to make the action more covert.

Shen Lang didn't dare to relax his vigilance. He glanced around for a while and then walked out of the waterfall after he was sure that no one was there.

He still doesn't have a good way to get out of trouble. The purpose of Shen Lang's coming out of the ground is just to catch one or two Ling family disciples and force out some news, such as the current location of Ling family.

In this way, he can also have a prediction and psychological preparation.

Phoenix Valley is thousands of miles around. Shen Lang doesn't think his luck will be so bad. He meets Wuxiu in the virtual environment.

He decided to take advantage of the night to catch a Ling family disciple as soon as possible.

When he had made up his mind, the waves hid their breath and walked in a certain direction through the woods.

The exit of Phoenix Valley must be blocked by Ling's family now. Shen Lang is not stupid enough to run away directly. That's the act of seeking death.

He is very familiar with the environment of the valley and jungle. It is impossible for Lingjia's martial arts practitioners to hunt him day and night. They should rest at this point in the evening.

Generally speaking, the best resting place in the jungle is by the lake or stream.

Not long after, Shen Lang came to a big tree not far from a stream.

"Whoosh!"

Shen Lang keenly heard the voice from the trees. He immediately held his breath and hid behind the trees.

Among the trees came a man, a young disciple of the Ling family, who was in the later stage of his cultivation.

He yawned and went to a big tree. He untied his pants and was ready to shush.

Shen Lang's eyes flashed a fine light, and the whole man swept away to the Ling family disciple with the power of thunder.

"Eh?" The Ling family disciple felt as if there was a strong wind behind him. He couldn't help looking back.

"Dong!"

He was greeted by a heavy hand knife. The unlucky man was stunned by the waves before he could react.

Shen Lang picked up the man and ran.

After running for more than ten miles in a row, Shen Lang came to a secret mountain ditch and woke up the unlucky egg. He grabbed the man's neck with one hand and said with a grim face, "I'll ask you a few questions. You'd better give me a good answer, or I'll send you directly to the West!"

The Ling family disciple recognized Shen Lang, felt Shen Lang's fierce anger towards him, and was scared out of his wits. His head lit up like a chicken pecking at rice.

"How many martial arts have Lingjia cultivated in Fenghuang Valley, how many people have Huajing martial arts, and how many people have Xujing martial arts?" Shen Lang asked coldly.

"Pu There are five or six hundred ordinary disciples, sixty or seventy elders of Huajing, and five elders of Xujing. " Said the young Ling's disciple with trepidation.

Shen Lang's face is black. It seems that he has a real face. So many people came to catch him. It's really hard to fly.

"What is the position of your Ling family's virtual environment and martial arts?" Shen Lang continued.

"No I don't know. "

Shen Lang grabbed the right hand of the man's neck and made a little effort. His face was full of anger. "Are you sure you don't know?"

The Ling family disciple's face was red, and he looked hard to breathe. He was frightened and said: "cough Spare your life! Younger generation... I really don't know. I'm just an ordinary disciple. Where can I know their position. Please let me go! "

Shen Lang frowns. This man should not have lied. It seems that he can't know the specific location of Wuxiu.

It's also possible that the person they caught was too weak in cultivation and didn't receive the relevant notice.

Shen Lang is wondering if he wants to catch an elder of Ling's family.

Just then.

Suddenly there was a "buzzing" sound in the sky. Shen Lang looked up to the sky warily.

There are only five green insects flying in the sky. They are about the size of beetles. They still emit green light. They look like a large firefly from afar.

"No!"

As soon as Shen Lang's face changed, the green insect might be some kind of tracking insect.

Before that, he heard the dialogue between two Lings' virtual environment martial arts practitioners under the waterfall. One of them was good at magic.

Shen Lang immediately strangled the Ling family disciple.

Pull out the white shadow sword at the waist, urge the blade, and quickly wave it twice.

"Ding Ding!"

Three green insects were cut in half by the white shadow sword. The green blood rushed out and the corpse fell from the air.

Two other green worms seemed to feel the threat and flew directly to the sky.

Shen Lang was shocked and lost his color. He immediately jumped up, waved the white shadow sword, and chopped at the green insect who was about to escape in the air.

Another green bug was killed.

But at last, the remaining green insect flew higher and higher. The lightness skill of the Shen wave could not jump that high. I could only watch the green insect fly away.

"Grass."

Shen Lang scolds him secretly, thinking that it's not a good thing to be found by Gu Chong. Maybe the other party will trace him here.

He didn't think about it, so he ran.

By the side of the stream, a large group of Ling's disciples rest by meditating under the trees. There are two or three hundred of them.

Ling Zhen and Ling Daping are the first two elders.

Not long ago, an elder of Ling's family dressed in a Chinese robe came forward and said to Ling Zhen and Ling Daping, who were keeping their eyes closed, "two martial uncles, something strange happened just now."

"What is it?" Ling Zhen and Ling Daping opened their eyes.

"One of the disciples just went out to have a brief explanation. It seems that someone is missing." The elder of Ling family frowned.

"What!" Their faces changed a little.

Ling Zhen's face was gloomy. "Just in case, send someone to find him!"

"Yes, martial uncle." The Ling family elder retreated.

Just at this time, a green and shining insect suddenly flew into the sky, landed on Ling Daping's shoulder, fluttered his wings, and hissed a few times.

Lingdaping's eyes suddenly burst out: "ha ha, I found the position of that kid named Shen!"

"What? Younger martial brother, are you sure? " Ling Zhen's eyes lit up and immediately stood up.