"hiss!"

This time, Shen Lang was so scared that his scalp was numb, showing a terrified expression.

How is that possible?

This Yaoqin actually saw a true spirit-level strange beast flying out, and the aura of these strange beasts flying out was like a rush of mountains and seas, which made Shen Lang breathless.

Fake, absolutely fake!

The true spirit is a strange beast that is stronger than the Mahayana period, and it is impossible for this world to exist.

Shen Lang sweated on his forehead, but he kept silent in his heart that everything was fake.

He had a feeling that if he surrendered to these illusions, he would be doomed.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, and the golden ape pattern on his chest surged, turning into a giant ape of Qianshan that was thousands of meters high.

"roar!"

The giant ape let out an unyielding roar, sacrificed its Ice Po Mountain, and started fighting with the true spirit illusions that were flying over like crazy.

Shen Lang's desperate bets are the right choice. Those true spirits are not entities at all, but just imitate the appearance and momentum of the true spirit. In fact, it is no different from ordinary eighth-level weapon spirits.

Although it is an illusion of the real spirit, these weapon spirits still have powerful bodies, comparable to the main body of the monster at the peak of the eighth level.

Being besieged by seven or eight monsters at the peak of the eighth level, Shen Lang struggled to deal with it. If he was not careful, he would be threatened with life.

The giant ape swung the Ice Po Mountain and smashed it towards those real spiritual illusions.

After fighting for a while, the giant ape was covered in blood and was already very injured. "Roar!"

A five-clawed golden dragon illusioned the dragon body like a giant python, entangling the giant ape! The sharp dragon scales were cutting the giant ape's flesh.

The giant ape was restrained for a moment and fell into crisis.

The other real illusions rushed up to attack, and their sharp teeth bit the giant ape's body. The giant ape's skin was blooming, and blood was rushing. The ground was already filled with blood.

"roar!"

The giant ape roared like crazy, and the blue veins in his right arm burst out. He grabbed the illusion of the five-clawed golden dragon, and tried his best to pull the beast away.

The five-clawed golden dragon's illusion, which was like a blade, tied the giant ape's neck tightly, opened its sharp teeth, and bit the giant ape's right arm.

"Click!"

The beast's sharp teeth shattered the giant ape's right arm and made a sound of bone fracture.

"Oops!"

Shen Lang felt very angry. Once his arm was broken, his combat power would be greatly reduced. If he didn't fight to the death, he would be the one who died at that time.

An illusion of a black unicorn tear off a large piece of blood and flesh between the waist and abdomen of the giant ape. The flesh and blood immediately became blurred from the waist and abdomen of the giant ape, and blood surged like a flood.

"roar!"

The severe pain made the giant ape's eyes congested, and a shocking roar was made, and the holy sun war energy in his body burned to the extreme!

Smelling the strong breath of death aroused Shen Lang's endless fighting spirit. He was like taking stimulants, and the bones of his body were "splitting".

"A bunch of fakes, let me die!"

Qingshan giant ape's divine power burst out, and plush arms tightened the body of the five-clawed golden dragon's illusion, used all its strength, and pulled it hard! "Puchi!"

With a muffled sound, the illusion of the five-clawed golden dragon was torn into two pieces by the extremely violent giant ape. Blood splattered like a waterfall, and a thick rain of blood came down in the air, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

The giant ape that regained its power to move, swung the Ice Po Mountain with its left arm, and was fierce and smashed at the other real illusions!

The illusion of the five-clawed golden dragon is the strongest of all instrument spirits, and the other true spirit illusions are weaker than it.

The giant ape is extremely violent, perhaps because of life-threatening, which aroused the potential in the body of Qingshan's giant ape, and its combat power has risen to twice its peak state.

Soon, three true spirit illusions were killed by Bingpo Mountain.

Even if these spirits have strong physical bodies, they cannot withstand one or two blows from Bingpo Mountain.

The tragic battle lasted for more than ten minutes. Shen Lang finally killed all the spirits of the weapon, and the surrounding area turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The giant ape was gasping for breath and was completely exhausted. Shen Lang's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and he turned back to his human body and fell into a pool of blood.

Shen Lang's injuries were extremely serious, with the bones of his right arm shattered, the bones of his shoulders shattered, the flesh and blood in his chest and abdomen, and there was almost no intact on his body.

If the Holy Yang War Qi in his body had not protected his heart meridians, he would have collapsed in his body now.

Shen Lang could hardly raise any strength when he fell to the ground. If Yaoqin attacked him now, he would really have no ability to resist and could only let him slaughter.

But what is amazing is that the sound of the piano that had been floating in his ears suddenly stopped abruptly, and the silence between heaven and earth returned to silence, a dead silence...

The white jade Yaoqin was still placed on the peach wood table in the pavilion. At this moment, the phantom of a man in white suddenly appeared, and his hands were placed flat on the Yaoqin.

It turned out that the person who played the piano just now was actually this phantom! It was just that the phantom had no physical body and was hidden, so Shen Lang didn't notice it.

The man in white glanced at Shen Lang in the pool of blood with a faint look. His eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could see through everything.

He just glanced at Shen Lang, then withdrew his gaze, stood up lightly, turned into a trace of blue smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Shen Lang watched this scene with horror in his heart. Could the man in white be Emperor Xuan?

Anyway, it seems to be over...

Shen Lang moved his body hard in a pool of blood. Although he had the Holy Yang War Qi to protect his body, his physical injuries were too serious. Even the Holy Yang War Qi could only maintain his injuries at most.

Fortunately, the body of Qingshan giant ape is strong enough, otherwise he would have been besieged by so many spirits just now, and if he were other Nascent Soul cultivators, he would have been dismantled from the bottom of the body.

Even the body of the ninth-level demon cultivator will be removed from the eighth piece.

The most serious injury is the right arm, which is almost broken. If it is not dealt with in time, the right arm may be ruined.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, raised a little strength, and forced his body to straighten up.

The storage ring in his hand lit up, and Shen Lang took out a large number of bottles and jars from it, all of which were healing drugs that had been plundered for many years.

Whether it was useful or useless, Shen Lang frantically poured these pills into his mouth.

In any case, it should be effective, and it can relieve the pressure of the Holy Yang War Qi.

After doing these things, Shen Lang endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to connect his broken bones.

During the process, he grinned in pain and sweated all over his body. After all, he succeeded.

Then, he took out the top-level healing ointment and applied it to the broken arm, which could promote the wound healing. He then wrapped the broken arm with gauze.

The injuries in other parts of the body were also applied to some ointments and treated them briefly. Shen Lang is now unable to protect himself and is too lazy to care about other matters. In this state, he will undoubtedly die if he encounters any danger.
Chapter completed!