The old man sighed: "The Tianquan Sect has developed so weakly in my hands, and it is really shameless to face the previous sect masters."

"Sect Master, it's not your fault. It's all those sects in Miao Miao Mountain who are maliciously squeezing us out! Seizing Tianquan Sect's resources has caused our sect to almost stagnate for more than two hundred years." The middle-aged man's tone was mixed.

With a hint of resentment and anger.

The old man shook his head and said: "There is no need to blame others. It is all my fault that I am not strong enough and cannot protect the interests of Tianquan Sect. After paying tribute to all the sects and supreme elders this time, I will have to close my life and die! If I cultivate my power,

If we cannot go any further, our Tianquan Sect will be bullied even more severely by the various sects in Piaomiao Mountain."

The middle-aged man remained silent and followed the old man into the sacrificial hall.

The two pushed the door open and saw one person already standing in the sacrificial hall. The man stared at the tablets of the two masters, Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan, without saying a word.

"Where is the monk?"

Seeing someone suddenly come out of the sacrificial hall, the two of them were shocked.

Shen Lang did not turn around, but simply said: "Are you two the sect leader and supreme elder of Tianquan Sect?"

"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on our Tianquan Sect!"

The old man stared at Shen Lang's back with a vigilant expression, feeling frightened in his heart.

The aura of the person in front of him was like an illusion. With his strength in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he couldn't tell what kind of cultivation level this person had! But he was certain in his heart that this person was definitely not an ordinary monk.

"At the peak of Nascent Soul's early stage, the breath is unstable. It should be a hidden disease left behind after fighting with others. If it is not eradicated, it will be difficult to break through the cultivation level in this life." Shen Lang commented nonchalantly.

"you!"

The old man turned pale with horror. The mysterious monk in front of him could actually describe his condition accurately. He clearly didn't feel that the other person's consciousness had ever stayed on his body.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" Another middle-aged man pointed at Shen Lang with gritted teeth and yelled.

"In the early stage of Nascent Soul, you have great potential, but due to practicing evil arts, you have developed filth, which conflicts with your own spiritual power. If you continue to practice this way, you will no longer be able to improve your cultivation." Shen Lang commented on another person.

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"How do you know?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the younger generations of Tianquan Sect would end up like this. I'm afraid that after your generation, Tianquan Sect will no longer have Nascent Soul monks, and will be annexed by other immortal sects sooner or later."

Shen Lang let out a long sigh.

He had just scanned the entire sect with his spiritual consciousness above Tianquan Sect and found that there was not a single monk who had any hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Your Excellency, don't bully others too much. You can insult me, but don't insult my Tianquan Sect!!!"

The old man was furious, and he used a golden flying sword, which flew towards the back of Shen Lang's head with a powerful golden arc.

"bite!!!"

A harsh collision sounded, and Shen Lang did not dodge or dodge, not moving at all.

The golden flying sword stabbed the back of his head, but it didn't open a single wound, and it couldn't even cut off a single hair of Shen Lang!

In addition, Shen Lang also absorbed all the power from the flying sword, so that the sacrificial hall was not damaged at all.

"How is this possible!"

The old man's face became extremely ugly. Not to mention how powerful the blow he just struck was, at least the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage did not dare to take it forcefully.

But this weird monk in front of him was able to withstand his own powerful blow using only his physical body, without even breaking his hair. This was so powerful that it was incredible!

The middle-aged man was also shocked and speechless.

"You two juniors, don't be so excited. I don't mean any harm."

Shen Lang turned around slowly and said calmly.

"Ah, you are!"

"Your Excellency, are you Master Shen Lang?"

After seeing Shen Lang's appearance clearly, the old man and the middle-aged man exclaimed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"I didn't expect you to know me. Yes, I am Shen Lang!" Shen Lang said with a faint smile.

"Impossible! Master Shen Lang ascended tens of thousands of years ago, and everyone in Yunjian Continent knows it. Although I don't know who you are, please don't pretend to be Master Shen Lang!" The middle-aged man was shocked and surprised.

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Chapter completed!