At this moment, Shen Lang felt like he was struck by lightning, his eyes were about to break.

The phantom of the saint actually took Yu Yao into his body!

Yu Yao tried her best to save herself, but ended up like this... Shen Lang was sad and his emotions were a little broken.

"Fellow Daoist Yuyao!"

Shen Xiu, who woke up, saw that Yu Yao was taken over by the saint's phantom, and her face looked extremely ugly.

However, the next scene was unexpected.

Just as the saint phantom entered Yu Yao's body, a violent white light shattered the white mask on Yu Yao's face.

At this moment, Yu Yao showed her true appearance. Her eyes were like stars, her skin was like white snow, and her teeth were like shells. Her delicate facial features were as delicate as carvings. Her long hair was hanging to her waist, and she was wearing a white jade ornament on her forehead, adding a few mysterious charm.

In terms of appearance, Yu Yao is so gorgeous!

Although Shen Lang has seen many beauties, Yu Yao can still be called top.

These are not the point.

I saw a slender blood-colored sword at Yu Yao's eyebrows released a tremendous light!

The next moment, Yu Yao floated in mid-air, and countless white sword shadows rose behind her, exuding a deep and ethereal aura.

The terrifying white sword shadow rising around Yu Yao crushed the surrounding space and tore open countless space cracks! The momentum is vast and majestic!

"This is...sword talisman!"

Shen Lang's eyes burst out with his brilliance. He was very familiar with the aura emitted by these violent white sword shadows. It must have been the hands of his master Yun Henzi.

I still remember when he first came to Nanyuan, the Jade-faced boy accidentally revealed that when his daughter was born, Yun Henzi gave him a sword talisman. As a return gift, the Jade-faced boy gave him a bottle of Jade Shui Water.

Yun Henzi's sword talisman was buried in his soul. When the saint's phantom took over the body, it caused the sword talisman in Yu Yao's body to fight back.

"Boom!"^

With a muffled sound, the phantom of the saint who had just entered Yu Yao's body was bounced out, and a lot of white smoke was emitted all over his body. It seemed that his soul body had been seriously damaged and made a shrill scream.

The sword talisman sealed in Yu Yao's soul was triggered and triggered. The violent power fluctuations made her brain extremely dizzy and she could not recover for the time being.

Shen Lang seized the opportunity, turned back to human body, and rushed towards Yu Yao as quickly as possible! At the same time, he sent a message to Shen Xiu, asking him to watch out for the coffin, and said that once the coffin was opened, they would undoubtedly die.

"good!"

Shen Xiu didn't have the chance to ask the reason, so he just stood by the coffin as Shen Lang said.

Taking advantage of the phantom of the saint, Shen Lang quickly came to Yu Yao's side, took her slender waist, hugged her in her arms, pulled her back, and came to the coffin of the temple.

Shenxiu was also on the side.

Yu Yao's brain has recovered after suffering a brief dizziness.

Seeing Shen Lang hugging him, Yu Yao's delicate face showed a large blush, and she looked extremely embarrassed and annoyed. She pushed Shen Lang away with both hands and took a step back.

"Sorry, Miss Yuyao. How do you feel?" Shen Lang asked anxiously.

"I'm fine! Thanks to Senior Yun Henzi's sword talisman, otherwise I would have really lost the hand of this witch." Yu Yao sorted out her emotions and bit her teeth lightly.

Yuyao knew that Shen Lang did not mean it. She was extremely confident in her appearance. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as beautiful as a fairy in the words of outsiders.

She is naturally smart and has a strong ability to observe words and expressions. She also knows that male monks who are close to her basically have different purposes. Not to mention other purposes, at least they all have obvious favorable feelings.

But even though she returned to her original appearance, Shen Lang still had his eyes as usual, not staying on her body too much, and there was no ugly appearance of an ordinary male monk attracted by his appearance.

If he could do this, Yu Yao couldn't get angry with Shen Lang's actions just now.

"This demon girl is definitely not an ordinary cultivator. She can take over the body so many times, which shows that her soul power is extremely powerful. Miss Yuyao, fellow Taoist Shenxiu, you two should not be too far away from me, so as not to be attacked by this demon girl's soul again!" Shen Lang said vigilantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang formed a magic seal with his hands, silently chanting the spell of the true king of Yisheng, and strands of blue runes covered the three of them tightly.

Shen Xiu and Yu Yao both saw the heaven-defying ability of Shen Lang's spell, and felt relieved. With this spell to protect him, at least that witch would not want to take over them.

"Good, good, fellow Taoist Chen, do you have the means to deal with this witch?" Shen Xiu asked with his hands folded.

Shen Lang said in a deep voice: "Now that this witch has lost her body, the threat to us is weaker, but the opponent's soul body seems to be immune to all the damage caused by the attacks of the five elements. To deal with her, she can only use her soul to attack! Chen's soul attack is limited in the number of times, and it is impossible to use it now. Who can attack the soul? Just use it!"

In order to deal with a large number of bone insects on Huangquan Road, Shen Lang had used the five-colored illusion light once, and it would take at least half a day to use this magical power again.

Shen Xiu said frankly: "I am not good at this."

He has a magic weapon that can release the attack of the soul, but the Goddess's Tomb is affected by the power of the law and cannot use the magic weapon, which is not worth mentioning.

"Let the little girl try it!" Yu Yao looked cold and took a step forward.

Both Shen Lang and Shen Xiu gave up some positions for her.

"ah!!!"

The phantom of the saint was still screaming madly, and the anger and resentment in his heart reached its peak, and he roared: "A lowly human female cultivator, you dare to damage my soul. This saint will definitely destroy your soul and soul and never be reborn!"

Yu Yao said coldly: "Your priest is so resentful, and you call yourself a saint? It's ridiculous! In the eyes of the little girl, you are no different from the evil spirit."

Yu Yao's words accidentally hit the saint's weakness and immediately made her angry.

"A lowly woman, you are looking for death!"

Strong resentment surged into my heart, and the saint's phantom was so conscious that he rushed towards Yu Yao in the temple, with a bloody storm all over his body.

"Soul Curse!"

Yu Yao's beautiful eyes were extremely cold, and her slender jade hand drew a round talisman in front of her, madly circulating the spiritual power in her body, and putting as much spiritual power as possible into the talisman seal.

“Buzz!”

With a soft shout, a large number of white runes burst out from Yu Yao's white fingertips, sweeping towards the flying saint phantom.

"boom!"

The white storm hit the phantom of the saint, and a large number of white runes were like wind blades, bombarding the saint's soul body wildly.

The phantom of the saint made sharp screams. This level of attack would not cause fatal damage to her soul, but the severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow could not be described in words.

Yu Yao attacked for a while and found that her soul attack of this level could not kill the saint phantom, and her face became a little ugly.

The severe pain finally made the saint who was in a rage realize the reality and roared: "You... wait for me! This saint will sooner or later take your life!"
Chapter completed!