"Sky Blue Divine Sand, go!"

Shen Lang shouted softly, and a large amount of blue sand spurted out of his mouth. When it surged in the wind, it turned into a blue light rain, blocking his body.

The demon hunting gun was full of blood and carried the momentum of thunder, hitting the dense rain of light formed by the sky blue divine sand.

"boom!!!"

A shocking explosion sounded, and a strong wind swept around, and the clothes of a group of Nascent Soul monks watching in the distance were blown away.

Seeing that the Demon Hunting Gun was stopped by the dense blue light rain for a moment, the Yuanying cultivators were shocked and showed a surprised expression. Even if it was only a moment before, it could block the old demon Fengyue's natal magic weapon, Shen Lang seemed to be somewhat capable.

"Five Elements Divine Sand?" A strange color appeared on the face of the old demon Feng Yue, but soon returned to normal.

Although I don’t know where this kid got so many five-element divine sands, the power of urging the five-element divine sands with his early stage Nascent Soul cultivation is not enough.

The old demon Feng Yue's face showed a hint of contempt again. Although his attack only used 60% to 70% of his strength, if Shen Lang was only at this level, it would be impossible for him to block his demon hunting gun.

"boom!"

The tip of the Demon Hunting Gun released an extremely dazzling blood light, shattering the light shield formed by the blue light rain, and stabbing directly into Shen Lang's chest.

Shen Lang's face was extremely solemn, and he also expected that the Sky Blue Divine Sand would definitely not be able to defend against the old demon's attack by relying solemnly.

"Nine Li Sword Formation, fast!"

Shen Lang sacrificed nine thunderstorm splitting swords with a speed of thunder, and the nine golden flying swords instantly turned into dense sword lights, one parted into three parts and three parted into nine.

A total of ninety-ninety-one sword lights rushed towards the blood-colored spear that was attacking.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

A large amount of golden light was like dense golden wires, hitting the blood-colored light curtain at the tip of the Demon Hunting Gun, making a shocking and sharp collision sound, and the air was shaking.

"Turn swords into silk? There are so many more!"

The contemptuous expression of Fengyue Old Demon instantly frozen, and he was finally shocked.

It is already incredible that a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul can master the magical power of turning swords into silk. The other party can actually release so many sword lights.^

I don’t know what kind of sword technique magical power can have such great power? Even a great monk like Fengyue, who is well-informed, has never heard of it.

Shen Lang used all the sword lights released by the Jiuli Sword Formation to defend against the attack of the Demon Hunting Spear, which was still a bit difficult. This Demon Hunting Spear's extraordinary magic weapon is really terrifying.

The large amount of sword light impact not only did not offset the blood light on the tip of the Demon Hunting Gun, but also caused the blood light of the Demon Hunting Gun to rise, making it even more powerful.

Shen Lang's scalp was a little numb. It seemed that he underestimated the strength of the Fengyue Old Demon. He had such terrifying power with just a random shot.

There was no way, and Shen Lang didn't dare to hide his weakness. He pinched his fingers and the eighty-one golden lights surged out of the Yuyang Golden Thunder.

"Crack!"

A large number of Yuyang golden thunders suddenly erupted, forming shocking red-gold thunder nets, and hitting the blood-colored light curtain at the tip of the Demon Hunting Gun.

"Yuyang Golden Thunder!" The old demon Fengyue was shocked and angry, and his face changed drastically.

I really didn't expect that this kid still has so many natal magic weapons made of Yuyang Thunder Crystal.

"Sword Formation, Flying Sword Magical Weapon Refined by Yuyang Lei Crystal..." The group of Nascent Soul Cultivators who were watching also showed extremely shocking expressions. Shen Lang's magical powers were much more amazing than he imagined.

In a blink of an eye, the red and golden lightning arc had suppressed the blood light released by the demon hunting spear, which significantly weakened the power on the spear tip.

This magic weapon was indeed restrained by Yuyang Jinlei, and Shen Lang felt relieved.

The ordinary demonic light and demonic energy will be destroyed in an instant when encountering the Yuyang Golden Thunder, but the magic light released by the demon hunting gun can barely resist the Yuyang Golden Thunder. The old demon Fengyue's natal magic weapon is indeed powerful.

With the help of Yuyang Jinlei, Shen Lang's pressure was greatly reduced and he had all his strength to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation.

Under the impact of a large number of sword lights, the power of the demon hunting gun finally slowly weakened, making a "buzzing" roar until the spear was blocked.

A trace of cold sweat oozed out of Shen Lang's forehead. He relied on the two layers of defense of the Sky Blue Divine Sand and the Sword Formation to barely resist the shot of the old demon Feng Yue. The strength of the old demon was indeed not covered.

Shen Lang is not stupid, so he can conclude that the old demon Fengyue used all his strength from afar, otherwise he would not be able to stop it. Moreover, in addition to the demon hunting gun, the old demon probably has more powerful treasures.

In short, the strength of the great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul is still unfathomable. Shen Lang is not the opponent of this level of monk.

"Fellow Daoist Fengyue is amazing and has good luck. He took the blow from the fellow Taoist and gave in!" Shen Lang looked calm and hugged the old demon Fengyue opposite.

The sound was not loud, but the Nascent Soul monks watching around could hear it clearly.

Shen Lang is also a person who wants to save face. Since the old demon Fengyue questioned himself, he must show his strength to break the doubts so as not to become a laughing stock of everyone and make other Nascent Soul cultivators look down on him.

The Yuanying cultivators looked at each other, and their old faces could not hide their shocked expressions. Shen Lang seemed to easily resist the old demon's shot, and his magical powers were a bit unfathomable!

You should know that Shen Lang was just a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Even in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it is hard to say that he could withstand the attack of the old demon Fengyue's natal magic weapon without any damage. Su Ruoxue let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on her pretty face. Her heart was in her throat just now, but fortunately, Shen Lang was safe and sound.

"snort!"

The old demon Fengyue took back the demon hunting gun, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that he was embarrassed.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to teach Shen Lang a lesson and let this kid suffer a little.

Who knew that this kid could really resist his natal magic weapon, and also showed his incredible magical powers to make him stand out!

"I, fuck." The old demon Fengyue cursed in his heart, extremely depressed.

If you don’t say anything, this kid is really evil. It’s incredible to have so many five elements divine sands. There are so many natal magic weapons refined by Yuyang Thunder Crystal.

These are not the key points. The technique of turning swords into silk that this kid just used was extremely sharp, like some kind of small sword formation. If there was a little more sword light, I would probably find it difficult!

An ordinary early-stage monk in the Nascent Soul stage would never have such a good value or such a powerful configuration.

If Shen Lang could kill a ghost cultivator like Zhong Wuling, the old demon Fengyue would believe it a little bit now. Yuyang Golden Thunder is the absolute nemesis of ghost cultivators. If he can have so many Yuyang Golden Thunders, he is afraid that Zhong Wuling will not be able to bear it.

A trace of haze appeared in the eyes of the old demon Fengyue. He was also practicing magical skills, and he felt an instinctive hatred for cultivators with three great thunders.
Chapter completed!