"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue's face is white.

The five color divine light is extremely terrifying and can destroy all things. Even in the ancient spiritual world, it is also a very famous divine light.

Shen waves clenched his teeth and propped up his umbrella, trying to resist.

"How How can it be! "

Originally also a face evil spirit's crazy inflammation Zun, the old face instantaneous solidification, nearly thought that oneself saw the illusion.

He didn't hesitate to damage Shouyuan to urge the glass lamp. He just wanted to kill the two men and women in a second, and didn't leave any trouble! But I never dreamed that the five colors could be blocked by each other.

What treasure is that colorful umbrella?

The glass cup is just a fake treasure of Honghuang. It can release five colors of magic light in a small amount, and it is thin.

The Pearl umbrella of Hunyuan has the ability to absorb and repel the magic power of light beam. Otherwise, it is impossible for shenlang to resist the five colors of magic light only by relying on a treasure without refining.

Finally, Shen Lang blocked all the five colors of the magic light, and the whole person was affected by the magic light.

The star night battle armor is also full of cracks. This treasure garment is so easily destroyed that the power of terror of five colors can be seen.

"Shout!"

Shen Lang gasps for breath. His body is penetrated by five colors of light. His flesh and blood are blurred.

The most frightening thing is that the five colors of light can even erode the flesh and blood, so that the flesh and blood slowly melt!

Fortunately, Shengyang battle Qi protects the body by itself and barely resists the erosion of the five colors in the flesh and blood.

"Shen Lang, you are badly hurt. Let's go!" Su Ruoxue made a decision and picked up Shen Lang.

The little mouth spewed out a blood mist.

Su Ruoxue pointed a little, and the blood mist suddenly turned into a pair of blood colored wings, which gathered on her back.

As soon as the blood color wings clapped, Su Ruoxue fled toward the sky with Shen Lang in her arms.

She is very clear that Shen Lang is seriously injured and still struggling here. She and Shen Lang will surely die! It's better to go thirty-six.

"Want to run?" Frenzied and furious, he immediately rushed to the sky and chased Su Ruoxue.

Look at me. I'll see you. I'll bite my teeth and follow you. Although the strength of the two men and women scared them, the strongest Shen Lang was seriously injured. This is a great chance to kill this boy!

It's a very dangerous thing to fly away at full speed in shengkeng canyon. In case of colliding with the invisible space crack or encountering the congenital separation and union divine light, there is almost no life or death.

In a crisis, Su Ruoshi can't manage that much. Su Ruoxue's flying speed has reached the peak level in the early days of Yuanying with the help of the skill of escaping from the mysterious Yin.

"Stop for me!"

Although Kuan yanzun has a high cultivation level, he overdraw a lot of spiritual power just now to urge the glass lamp. For a while, he can't catch up with Su Ruoxue, so he can't help jumping at the back and scolding his mother.

"Cough..." Shen Lang coughs up a large mouth of blood, and his mind is still clear.

He was covered with blood. The phoenix feather clothes on the woman were covered with the blood of the waves.

"Shen Lang, don't scare me!" Su Ruoxue's eyes trembled slightly. Looking at Shen Lang's injured appearance, her eyes immediately turned red.

"You What are you crying about? I can't die yet. " Shen Lang glanced at the woman with pear blossom and rain, and said weakly.

"What is temporary? Less nonsense, you must not die! " Su Ruoxue was crying. She clenched her teeth and flew to the north of the canyon.

Kuang Yan Zun and two nuns in the first trimester are in pursuit of each other in the rear.

And these three guys are cunning, following Su Ruoxue's flight path, so as to avoid encountering invisible space cracks.

"Shit."

Shen Lang scolds him, his face is very gloomy. Su Ruoxue can't fly away like this. There are too many space cracks in the canyon. It's not fun. They are easy to suffer.

Today's plan is to get rid of these three old things by flying thunder.

Shen Lang tries his best to move the holy Yang fighting Qi in his body. The golden flame reaches all over his body, trying to suppress the injury in his body.

At this time, sudden changes occurred.

"Whoosh!"

In the distance, there are five daodaodunguang, five Nanlu infant monks headed by immortal Qingyang, among which the black robe ancestor of guixianmen is also.

"Bad." Su Ruoxue's face is pale and incomparable. Originally, the situation is in danger. Now there are five tough guys.

Five yuan infantile monks, such as immortal Qingyang, just happened to meet here. Suddenly, they found that the crazy flame worshippers were chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

"Eh?"

"It's Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, everyone, hurry to chase me!" The immortal Qingyang suddenly drinks, but he doesn't ask the reason of the crazy flame Zun. He immediately chases Su Ruoxue.

Shen Lang killed a friar in the early days of Taiqing gate's Yuanying on his way to escape before. It's a relationship between him and Taiqing gate that never ends. Is it reasonable for immortal Qingyang to let him go.

The old black robe ancestor was stunned, and then he showed his violent color. He laughed wildly and said, "ha ha, Shen Lang child, I've been bumped into by the old black robe ancestor this time, and I'm going to let you die

The ancestor of black robe, a roll of sleeve robe, turns into a black cloud, and follows the real person Qingyang closely.

Five yuan infantile monks led by immortal Qingyang came after him.

Kuang Yan Zun's face is a little gloomy. I thought that it's not the right time for the people like immortal Qingyang to come to zhentm. If they come earlier, the two friars of Ziyun palace will not die.

Come here at this time, it's just head snatching. There are many treasures in Shen Lang's body. If they are divided up by Qingyang and others, they are not willing.

The leader of the twelve caves in South Lu is the ancestor of Qingyuan. In fact, the vice leader is the immortal Qingyang. The Taiqing clan is powerful. No one dares to disobey them. Those who are crazy and inflamed sigh their misfortune.

At one time, a total of eight yuan infantile friars were chasing Su Ruoshi.

"My grass."

Shen Lang's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. He thinks that his luck is too good. The enemy even has a pot of porridge.

"Shen Lang, what shall we do?" Su Ruoxue is biting silver teeth, and her face shows a trace of reluctance.

If she was only chased by those three people, she would still be confident to get rid of her. But now I have met the group of immortal Qingyang and the old man in black robe. It's almost impossible to fly.

"Let me get rid of them!"

Shen Lang forcibly suppresses the internal injury with Shengyang battle Qi, drags the injured body to exert nine changes of blood spirit, turns into a golden giant ROC, and grabs Su Ruoxue on its back with sharp claws.

Dapeng's golden plume flashed a dazzling arc. As soon as he clapped his wings, the sound of "boom" suddenly appeared thousands of meters away.

"It's the art of Lei dun. Don't let these dogs and men go!"

Immortal Qingyang is extremely surly. Two years ago, he took the lead in chasing Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, but they escaped.

In the early days of Yuanying, two friars escaped from under their own eyes. Immortal Qingyang felt humiliated and swore that they would be caught this time!

"Step on the cloud car!"

Immortal Qingyang offered an ancient flying treasure in the shape of a windmill.