The breeze blew through and smashed the wind and sand.

Two bleak figures, lingering on the deserted plains, the afterglow of the setting sun, the long shadows of the two people, the entire plain, inexplicably raised a sense of desolate.

As the breeze passed, the two figures slowly fell to the ground.

On the horizon, a team, gradually drifting away, leaving only two figures lying quietly there.

....

On the third day, Shen Lang and others came to a mountain.

"Less Lord, over this mountain, we should be about to make Xianshan."

Gao gradually separated from the carriage and whispered.

Shen Lang opened the curtain and frowned at the mountain in front of him.

The mountain in front of it, although not as majestic as the mountain, is not too small.

The mountains are full of forests and there are no roads. If the carriage wants to pass, I am afraid it will be difficult.

"Is it checked in the vicinity?"

Shen Lang asked.

"Return to the Lord, check it out, only here is the best place to go up the mountain."

Gao gradually left the boxing.

"Is there no road?"

Shen Lang mouth corner, he did not want to abandon the carriage to walk over the mountain.

Under the carriage, Shen Lang faintly glanced at the mountain in front of him, and the palms were slightly lifted.

The weapon that descended from the back was in his hands.

"Without the road, I will let it have a way."

Hey! ! !

In the blink of an eye, the frost was everywhere, and the snow smashed the knife and flew out of the weapon.

The knives spit and spit, and the sound of the sky rushed.

I saw the mountain peak in front of Shen Lang. Under the shocking eyes of everyone, there was a crack.

In the hands of Shen Lang, the snow-drinking knives were lifted again by him, and the shadows on the knives extended indefinitely, and they fell down again.

Boom! ! !

A touch of sunlight shines through the other side of the mountain.

Looking at the cracks in the middle of the mountain, the two sisters of the moon, sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but scream.

Ming Changhe also changed suddenly. How much has this strength of Shenlang reached? It is so terrible.

Waved, open the mountain and break the mountain.

Shen Lang took the snow drink knife and took back the weapon. He smiled and said: "This is no way."

Everyone is speechless, is this really okay?

Although the cracks in the mountain are not too wide, it is still possible to pass the carriage.

The cliffs on both sides that were smashed by the waves were constantly scared when the crowd passed.

Fortunately, all the way was shocked and passed smoothly.

After crossing the mountain, everyone walked for about two days, and finally they were able to see the creation of Xianshan.

Sure enough, it is the land of the gate of the Taoist Gate.

A thousand miles away, everyone can clearly see the fairy fog flying.

Juggernaut looked at the smog on the hills of the sacred mountains and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a strong atmosphere."

The immortal fog on the Xianshan Mountain is actually a combination of heaven and earth. It is only because of the strength of the heavens and the earth that we can see how deep the foundation of the Taoist Gate is.

Shen Lang saw the smog on the sacred mountain of Xianhua, and couldn’t help but nod his head. It was not accidental that the door of the creation could last forever.

At this moment, the sky sounded a burst of air, and then a figure was seen, like lightning, flying fast.

"Ok?"

"Do you have a strong hole?"

Shen Lang muttered to himself.

The warrior who can fly in the sky can only do it, but it can't be kept for a long time.

The man was only indifferent and glanced at Shen Lang and others, and quickly flew toward the land where the Taoist Gate was located.

Shen Lang smiled faintly, and the strong person in the hole might be a god-like existence in the eyes of others, but it was only in his eyes.

The journey of a thousand miles is not too far for Shen Lang and others. It is a gale, and it only took half a day to arrive.

At this time, under the Xianshan Mountain, it was very lively, and the forces gathered together.

Under the mountain, a young Taoist who carries a long sword smiles and stands there to meet the forces.

When I saw the young Taoist, Shen Lang smiled.

That young Taoist is not someone else, it is the little real person "Chang Le Tian"

The arrival of Shen Lang and others has attracted many people's attention, especially the luxury horse-drawn carriages of Shen Lang, 90% of which are attracted by the carriage.

The gold-woven woven curtain, the body made of purple dragon wood, two gale with a thousand dollars worth of money, the entire carriage, the least worth Wanjin.

It is the sovereign travel of the three major forces in the East, but it is just that.

When Shen Lang opened the curtain and greeted Changle, everyone was relieved.

It turned out to be the enchanting sorrow of Shen Lang, and the luxury of Shen Lang was not weaker than his reputation on the mainland.

After everyone is famous, try to keep a low profile. After all, people are afraid that a famous pig is afraid of being strong.

However, Shen Lang turned his back. After being famous, he did not know how to make a low-key, but how to do it.

"Lotte brother, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Shen Lang sat in the carriage and greeted Changle.

Seeing the dark waves, Changle Tian could not help but smile.

Shen Lang has entered the emptiness, he already knows, which makes him unable to hold up a sense of frustration.

Although Changle was previously suppressed by Zhao Jiuzhou, it can only be ranked second in the list, but the strength of the two is actually not much worse, but since the Wulin Conference, the rise of Shen Lang’s rebellion has simply brought his generation Everyone can't fight ~lightnovelpub.net~ Changle Tian sighs, puts away his thoughts, and pays tribute to Shen Lang: "It turned out that Shen brother came to visit me, please come in."

Others have to show their heroes, but Shen Lang is directly invited by Changle.

This is the advantage of fame. If Shen Lang is just a small person who does not turn around, I am afraid that someone who has seen him is not pleasing to the eye and has trouble finding him.

After all, you are a small person, but you are more high-profile than the children of these sects. They are not looking for trouble.

Of course, some people now see that the waves are not pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately they are afraid to go forward to find trouble, no one wants to take their own insults, knowing that they can’t beat them, they still go to the throne, and they can’t blame others when they die.

As for the use of identity to suppress the waves, I am afraid that there are only twenty-level forces that can be tried at that level. Juggernaut makes everyone discouraged.

Just when Shen Lang and others were going in, Changle Tian could not help but shake his head and made a sigh: "Shen brother, due to the rules of the door, please walk up the mountain."

Shen Lang smiled a little, did not say anything, walked down the carriage, and took the high gradually away from the crowd to go up the mountain.

A Tao Tong greeted him and led Shen Lang and others to go up the mountain.

Along the way, the Taoist child constantly observed the Shen Lang. Is this the legendary peerless savage?

On the way, the Taoist boy introduced a lot of things for the creation of the Taoist door, and the one who came to the hole was also briefly introduced to Shen Lang.

When I heard that Yuan Wutian Zunyuan Zhenyang also came, Shen Lang doubled up. The last time I met Yuan Wutian Zun outside Lincheng, Shen Lang had always had a doubt. Why did Yuan Zhenyang hurriedly leave when he saw him.

This makes Shen Lang puzzling, this time just by the heroic meeting of the Taoist door, ask it.