"What, the son of the Eagle King, is it just that skill? Liu Baimei, you are so disappointed by this young master, let's take a decent attack!"

Shen Lang shouted coldly, his words filled with sarcasm.

"Don't be rampant, you can take my blow if you have the ability!"

Liu Baimei was so angry that he didn't believe in this evil, and immediately turned into his original body, the lower-level true spirit, the Wind-Divine Eagle.

Although the Wind Eagle is only a lower-level true spirit, Liu Baimei's ancestors have been combined with ancient witch beasts. The younger generations have passed on a trace of the bloodline of the witch beasts, and their physical potential is even stronger than that of the top-level true spirits.

Liu Baimei's body also inherited the bloodline of the witch beast. Compared with the ordinary Fengyu Divine Eagle, his body has obvious mutations.

The feathers of the Wind Eagle were originally black, but the Wind Eagle transformed into Liu Baimei, with pure white hair, golden horns on the head, and layers of gloomy lights surrounded by layers of gloomy lights, with extremely powerful aura!

"The seventh level of earth immortal art, Kuang Lan!"

Liu Baimei's eyes were filled with blood, and a sharp roar sound came from her mouth.

The wind-Yu Feng Divine Eagle spread its wings, and the dense black wind blades were rolled up all over its body, and endless blacks quickly gathered, forming a huge storm space!

"Die!!!"

The Wind-Restoring Eagle carried the black storm like a wave and crashed towards Shen Lang with the momentum of tsunami and mountain collapse.

In the storm, there were endless black wind blades, and those wind blades collided continuously without any rules, bursting out with terrifying power!

This seventh-level earth immortal art called "Cang Lan" is Liu Baimei's strongest physical magic. He doesn't believe that his strongest attack will not shake Shen Lang.

Seeing the wind-Yufeng Divine Eagle coming with a violent black wind, Shen Lang was not afraid at all and was still standing in the middle of the Jianwuping. The golden wisp of jade clothes on his body burst out with dazzling golden light!

The next moment.

"boom!!!"

The heavy burst sounded like the sky and the earth collapsed.

The black storm in the sky swallowed Shen Lang up, and the endless black wind blades repeatedly bombarded Shen Lang's body, making a "bang bang" sound.

But all the power was resisted by Shen Lang's golden armor on his body.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion roar lasted for a long time, and the black storm that ravaged the entire Jianwuping was finally suppressed by the golden light bursting out from the golden jade armor and disappeared.

The huge body of the Wind-Resisting Eagle was frozen in front of Shen Lang like a sculpture. No matter how Liu Baimei collided, Shen Lang still stood firm and did not move at all!

The audience was shocked, and all the disciples were dumbfounded and speechless.

All the disciples of Huanghuaguan thought it would be very difficult for Shen Lang to withstand Liu Baimei's attack, but they never expected that Shen Lang would easily withstand Liu Baimei's two attacks, and the whole process was extremely relaxed.

"This... what kind of magical power is this? It can actually defend against this young master's seventh-level immortal art!"

Liu Baimei widened her eyes and burst into cold sweat.

His previous conceited expression disappeared without a trace, replaced by indescribable horror and incredible!

"But just a half-baked seventh-level immortal art, it naturally cannot shake the young master's defense. Liu Baimei, who said so arrogantly before, thought you were so powerful, but now it seems that this is the case!"

Shen Lang sneered and was quite satisfied with his defense.

Liu Baimei's seventh-level immortal art is weak, while Shen Lang's "Golden Thread Jade Clothes" magical power is the peak-level seventh-level immortal art. The difference between the two is huge. It is extremely simple to withstand this level of attack.

Unless he is a master like Xuan Ming, ordinary earth immortals will have almost no way to shake Shen Lang.

"Impossible... You, a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal, can resist the strongest attack of this young master. This is absolutely impossible..."

Liu Bai's eyebrows are as beautiful as earth.

Unbelievable, Shen Lang stood and asked him to beat him, but he couldn't even beat him! This made Liu Baimei's self-esteem seriously frustrated and her face was extremely distorted.

"This is your strongest blow? Haha, if you only have this ability, you should give up as soon as possible, or I will attack!" Shen Lang said sarcastically without hesitation.

"Don't be too happy too early! I admit that you have amazing defenses, but don't think I can't deal with you like this. If you have the will, take my last blow!!!"

The strong unwillingness aroused Liu Baimei's anger.

If you lose to a garbage at the peak of the Immortality, you will definitely become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes!

Liu Baimei will never allow this to happen!

"The seventh-level earth immortal art, a magical blow!"

The Wind-Ying Divine Eagle whistled to the sky, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

The essence and blood turned into a large amount of blood-colored chaotic spiritual power, wrapping his whole body.

Suddenly, a surging black light surged around the body of the wind-Yuan Divine Eagle shrouded in essence and blood. The black light spread like thick ink, spreading in all directions, and rolling up a rolling black wind, mixed with a breath of filth, making people shudder!

In the blink of an eye, a black light covered the entire Jianwuping and even the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. The surroundings instantly changed from daylight to night, and they could not see their five fingers.

"roar!!!"

A magnificent roar came.

A black cloud vortex formed over the Jianwuping, and a ghost with golden horns on its head and black body, shaped like a python!

The giant python ghost was surrounded by the Nine Netherworld Fire, and its terrifying aura suppressed the world, making people feel terrified!

"Phantom Beast?"

Shen Lang looked up at the giant python ghost that appeared in the dark sky, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and recognized the ghost's original body.

This illusion beast is a type of ancient witch beast. It lives in dark places all year round. It has extremely weak physical body, but it is good at soul attacks and illusions.

To this day, the Phantom Beast has basically become extinct. It is incredible that Liu Baimei can summon the spirit of this beast.

In fact, Liu Baimei's ancestors had been combined with the "Phantom Beast" to give birth to descendants.

Therefore, the bloodline of the Phantom Beast was circulated in Liu Baimei's body, which could summon the Phantom Beast spirit body with the power of essence and blood and carry out a powerful spiritual attack.

"Phantom Beast, swallow him for me!"

Liu Bai's eyebrows and eyes looked crazy, and he let out a hysterical roar.

He is too lazy to care about Shen Lang's identity and background now, and he is too lazy to care whether this blow will hurt Shen Lang's soul body. This kid has ruined his face today, and he must let him taste his power!

"roar!"

The giant python ghost rushed down, making a fierce and violent roar from his mouth, and opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Shen Lang below!

The aura of this illusion beast was too violent and terrifying, making people tremble. The boiling murderous intent overwhelmed the sky and pressed towards Shen Lang, which was so terrifying that it was indescribable.

"Brother Shen, be careful! This soul attack is powerful, please let Xian'er resist it!"

Seeing that the phantom beast was about to swallow it, Lan Xian'er, who had been hiding in her body, was extremely worried about Shen Lang's safety, and finally couldn't help but send a message to Shen Lang.

"Miss Xian'er, I can handle this level of attack. Don't come out, so as to avoid being seen through by outsiders!"
Chapter completed!