Chapter 1192

Duan Jian's clothes are ragged. He looks extremely embarrassed.

It's beyond his dreams that Shen Lang can resist the power of mountain seal. What's the changing skill? Isn't it amazing?

Before Duan Jian had a chance to breathe, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with a sharp light. He immediately released the transformation, held the golden thunderbolt in his hand, turned it into a wind, and rushed towards Duan Jian.

Duan Jian's mental power is in disorder. Before Lei Huojian can be called back, Shen Lang has rushed to him.

"Pooh!"

The gold thunder halberd has been stabbed into a inch of flesh and blood in the chest and abdomen of the Duan sword, and a large number of golden arcs emerge from the halberd tip. As long as the waves stimulate the power, the arcs can instantly crush the Duan sword's flesh into slag!

"Young master Duan, I won the duel, didn't I?" Shen Lang's face is gloomy and cold. His eyes are fixed on Duan Jian and he is indifferent.

Instead of killing Duan Jian, he chose to give him a step down. After all, this man is the son of the great friar in the later period of the yuan baby. Killing himself will be very tragic.

Shen Lang is no longer the hot-blooded youth who couldn't control his emotions. He naturally wants to fight back at one breath, but he should also keep a certain sense and not ignore the consequences.

The flesh and blood between Duan's chest and abdomen are indistinct. As long as Shen Lang prods the gold ray halberd forward, he will go back to the West.

Feeling the strong grumpiness of Shen Lang, Duan Jian's face finally showed a strong look of panic. If he doesn't give in, he will kill him!

Duan Jian's face turned white. He was always aloof, conceited and rebellious. He felt that he had backbone and would rather die than yield.

But this time I really want to hang up. I've got a hair in the heart of Duan sword. That will and belief are immediately left behind. I beg for forgiveness with fear: "no, don't kill me, I give up! Please let me go! "

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's face sneered scornfully. This guy had been pretending to be a bully before. It turned out to be a consultant.

"Mr. Duan joked, but I didn't say I couldn't let you go." Shen Lang laughs and takes back the gold thunder halberd. Then he shrugs and says, "according to the previous agreement, your partner is mine."

Duan Jian's handsome face is distorted. Although he is extremely angry, he dare not attack it.

This man's supernatural power is so profound that he can even pick up his Kaishan seal. It's just a little crazy. The fighting power is similar to that of the experts in the later period of jiedan.

There were so many monks in jiedan period. Duan Jian felt that he had lost all his face and could not lift his head. He had no face to stay here. Immediately put away the mountain seal and fly away towards the sky.

As things went on like this, all the monks who were watching around were unexpected. Their faces were not only surprised, but also a little thoughtful.

I didn't expect Duan Jian, who has always been proud and conceited, would beg for mercy.

I have to admit that this young individual is really amazing! All the friars looked at Shen Lang with a little awe.

The cultivation of the world is based on strength.

However, it's unimaginable that this man had the ability to kill Duan sword in his early cultivation.

Wang Qing took the lead in coming forward, hugged Shen Lang and said with a smile: "the strength of Daoyou is amazing. Before I was humble and neglected, I hope Daoyou don't take it to heart."

"You are welcome, Taoist Wang." Shen Lang smiles.

Many of the jiedan friars came forward to greet Shen Lang, who echoed a few words.

"Little girl Xiao linger, I've seen you before. From now on, the little girl will be the servant of the elder generation. " Xiao linger stepped forward quickly and bowed to the waves.

Xiao ling'er's cold face was gone, and a good-looking arc was formed at the corner of her mouth, just like the blooming Begonia flowers.

After decades of climbing in the world of cultivation, Xiao linger's mind is not as simple as the little girl before.

The reason why Shen Lang is easy to look at is that he doesn't want to be recognized by others. Thinking of this, Xiao linger didn't rush to recognize Shen Lang.

Shen Lang glanced at Xiao linger, nodded slightly, and kept a low profile.

"You guys, it was just a little farce. Let's continue with the previous fair." Shen said to the friars at the top of the mountain.

"Yes, let's continue with the fair." Wang Qing smiles.

All the monks agreed.

Although Duan Jian has a different background, he is also a monk in the period of alchemy. He was also a monk in jiedan period, so he naturally wanted to give him face, but he would not kneel and lick him.

Just as the saying goes, people push when the wall falls down, and the sword is shriveled when it's eaten, some people are willing to see jokes.

After that, they left the barren mountain and flew to Juxian Pavilion in Tianya city.

Shen Lang is holding Xiao linger's hand. The white light covers her. They fly together. Feeling the heat of Shen Lang's palm, Xiao ling'er's pretty face slightly shows a trace of blush, and her heart beats a little faster.

I haven't seen Shen Lang for more than 20 years. Xiao linger often misses her brother in name and the feeling of being taken care of at the beginning.

Shen Lang disappeared suddenly twenty years ago. Xiao linger thought that he had been in trouble for a long time.

From the beginning, she had a special feeling for Shen Lang. Now Shen Lang appears in front of her again and saves herself. Xiao linger's heart is still full of joy.

After a while, they flew back to Juxian Pavilion in Tianya city and back to the hall of the fair.

The monks of zhongjiedan period continued to trade without any influence from the previous events.

Shen Lang sits on a jade chair. Xiao ling'er stands behind him cleverly, pinches his waist and beats his back, smiling.

This made Shen Lang a little uncomfortable, but he didn't refuse to refuse. I just got into Duan Jian's troubles. Now it's really hard to expose my own details.

"Sorry, I want to repeat it. Before I said that I want to exchange starstones. I think you should remember. Do you dare to ask if you have no starstones? Even if there is only the clue of Xingshi, I'd like to send out the wind stepping charm. " Shen Lang said in a positive tone.

The monks in the hall were silent.

But soon, a simple and honest looking man came out and made his early accomplishments.

The strong man hugged Shen Lang and said, "you Dao, there are some stars, but the number is a little small."

Shen Lang's eyes brightened and hurriedly said, "it doesn't matter. You may as well take out the star stone."

"All right." The strong man scratched his head, then took out a cloth bag from the storage ring, which contained a star stone, the size of a fist, faintly emitting Gray Crystal streamer.

The strong man immediately handed the fist sized star stone to Shen Lang for a look.

"The color is indeed Starstone." Shen Lang was very happy, but he felt that it was a pity that the star stone was only about a Jin heavy. It was too far from the weight he wanted.

However, Shen Lang knows that a little makes a lot. Although it is difficult to acquire Xingshi, it is a good start to acquire the first piece.

"May I ask you a question, where did you come from?" Asked Shen Lang.