Shen Lang eyebrows a lift, the original release of the Crusade task is Ning Xiaoyao?

"Thank you for your concern. Shen has finished the task this time. I wonder if I can get my due contribution to the sect? " Shen Lang asked what he was most concerned about.

Ning Xiaoyao put her hands around her chest and said in a cold voice: "you want to be beautiful. What I sent from this saint is to kill the leader of the Wulin demon repair. Don't think that the demon monks of Wulin leave by chance, and you can take the opportunity to ask for credit."

"The saint is worried. Shen has indeed killed the yellow lion king."

Shen Lang didn't want to explain too much. He took the cloth bag from his waist and threw it to Ning Xiaoyao.

Seeing the cloth bag flying, Ning Xiaoyao subconsciously picked it up and found that there was a round thing inside.

Ning Xiaoyao glanced at Shen Lang with a look of astonishment.

She opened the bag and dropped it on the ground. A bloody lion's head rolled out of the bag's mouth!

"Ah

Xiashan'er on one side jumped up like a frightened bird.

Ning Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes were staring at the head of the lion, and determined that it was really the head of the yellow lion king. Suddenly, she was shocked. Her cold eyes quickly turned to Shen Lang, and her pretty face was shocked: "this Did you really kill this animal? "

"Of course, I killed it. Otherwise, how could Shen come to Wulin so far away for no reason." Shen Lang is not cold or light.

Ning Xiaoyao was really shocked. The Shen Lang in front of him clearly had only the early cultivation of Banxian. How could he have killed such powerful demon cultivation as the yellow lion king? It's beyond common sense!

Xia Shan'er is also quite surprised, but she has seen the real strength of Shen Lang, but she is not so surprised.

"Tell me honestly, you really killed the yellow lion king alone?" Ning Xiaoyao still some can't believe.

"Believe it or not. In short, I've got the head of the yellow lion king, and I've finished the task. Should the saint reward me with the contribution of the sect? "

Shen Lang is a little impatient.

Ning Xiaoyao's face is expressionless, and he turns his hand to offer a white folding fan. The folding fan is unfolded between the electric light and flint, towards the one of Shen langmeng.

I saw the white folding fan sent out a cold light, a kilometer long Ice Dragon flew out of the folding fan, burning the dark blue cold flame, the breath was terrible!

"Roar!"

The ice dragon claws and teeth, the potential like lightning toward the Shen wave. Where the ice dragon passes by, the air and the land condense into ice instantly. The amazing cold air contains a strong destructive power, which makes people creepy!

Ning Xiaoyao's unexpected attack scared Shen Lang, and the other side also made a hard hand. Shen Lang could feel that the folding fan driven by Ning Xiaoyao should be a medium-sized immortal tool with amazing power.

"Tiangang Chunyang sword array!"

Shen Lang is forced to be anxious, so he can only exert his killing moves in the sword area.

Large pieces of sword shadow and light blade rushed out of front of him, turned into nine rounds of silver sun, and rushed toward the ice dragon one after another.

"Dong Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong!"

Nine rounds of silver sun hit the ice dragon head and face. In an instant, the sky changed color, and the deafening explosion sounded all over the sky.

Large areas of cold and silver light interweave with each other, violent vigorous wind and ice debris swept around.

The land, rocks and trees are all impacted by sharp ice debris, trees, flowers and plants turn into residues, and the ground is frozen.

Xia Shan'er looks pale, opens up the defense barrier, and calls out: "demon elder martial sister, calm down, don't move!"

The explosion lasted for a long time, and then gradually subsided.

It was a mess.

"This man is interesting."

Ning Xiaoyao glanced at the safe and sound Shen Lang in his heart.

Shen Lang didn't know why, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt angry at the bottom of his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "holy daughter, you don't want to fulfill your promise. Why do you have to be so cruel to a new disciple of Shen? Don't you think it's too mean

Ning Xiaoyao's pretty face was stiff, Jiao scolded: "smelly man, this Saint just tried your skill just now, what strength are you calling in that ghost? I don't want to get any contribution from me. "

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment. Then he took a 180 degree turn in his attitude and said with a smile, "it's a trial. Saint, you said it earlier. Shen just had a misunderstanding, please forgive me a lot. "

Xia Shan'er also breathed a sigh of relief. She almost thought that Ning Xiaoyao was going to make a conflict with Shen Lang.

"Well, if you dare to hurt me next time, I must make you look good! Well, since the task has been completed, let's go back to the sect with us, and report the details of Wulin to Ben shengnu on the way. "

Ning Xiaoyao snorted coldly. Although she appreciated Shen Lang's strength, she didn't give the man any good looks.

"Good."

Shen Lang is respectful on the surface, but a little disgusted with Ning Xiaoyao's lofty posture in his heart.

However, the other side is somehow the saint of the ancient ware gate. Shen Lang still keeps the necessary respect."Shen Daoyou, we will be brothers and sisters of the same school in the future. Shan'er still needs your advice." Xia Shan'er blushed and bowed to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was about to talk to him, but he was interrupted by Ning Xiaoyao: "what kind of brother and sister? Shan'er, don't make a mistake. Shen Lang is later than you. He should call you elder martial sister! "

"Ah?"

Xia Shan'er was stunned for a moment and thought it over as if it was really such a thing.

She started late. She was used to calling other people's elder martial brothers and sisters in the school.

When Ning Xiaoyao said this, Xia Shan'er responded. Shen Lang should call himself elder martial sister.

"This..." Xia Shan'er secretly observes the Shen waves and doesn't know what to do.

She is afraid that if she is called younger martial brother Shen Lang, Shen Lang will not be happy. After all, she looks very small.

Shen Lang is not used to it, but she still hugs her fist and says with a smile: "elder martial sister Xia, please give me more advice later."

"Mm-hmm, let's teach together!"

Xia Shan'er blushed and nodded. She was still a little excited. She didn't expect that she had a younger martial brother.

"Come on, don't stop here. Let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Xiaoyao released a wooden flying kite with a peculiar shape and jumped up.

Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er also took the kite.

Ning Xiaoyao placed a lower grade fairy stone in the groove on the back of feiyuan. Feiyuan rose from the ground and flew to the west of Qianqiu peak.

Ning Xiaoyao's "Lingfeng flying kite" is a inferior flying immortal tool. Its escape speed is comparable to that of a monk at the top of the Banxian mountain. It is very practical. It's just that this thing needs to consume the lower grade immortal stone as energy, which can't be consumed by any half immortal.

Along the way, Shen Lang reported the situation of crazy lion village to Ning Xiaoyao.

He deliberately concealed the information about the black giant stone and the secret treasure of Huangfengling mountain. He only said that he had killed the king of the yellow lion in the crazy lion stronghold alone, and all the demon repair of the crazy lion stronghold were scattered.

Rather small demon surface does not move color, in the heart still has not small frustration.

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