"Boom boom boom!"

A series of dense attacks came, and the blood light spewed out of Shura's holy pupil carried a powerful destructive power, twisting countless blood-colored thorns into debris.

Under the impact of the energy generated by the explosion, countless spiritual flowers in the sea of ​​flowers were destroyed in an instant, and a large area of ​​land turned into a desolate area in the explosion.

Seeing that all the spiritual flowers planted by himself were destroyed, the girl in the blood skirt was extremely heartbroken. In order to get Shen Lang, she also spent a lot of money! "Drink!"

The girl in the blood skirt shouted, and an astonishing blood-colored storm surged all over her body, and rushed out of the explosion. A blood-colored sickle was added to her hand. The blade of the sickle burst out with blood, stabbing towards Shen Lang's waist at an incredible speed! Shen Lang felt the terrifying energy released by the sickle in the hand of the blood skirt. He also sacrificed the giant sickle of Yan Luo, injecting all his strength into the chaotic spiritual power, and hitting the attacking blood-colored sickle.

"clang!!!"

In the flash, the blood-colored sickle and the giant Yan Luo scythe in the hand of the girl in the blood-skirt collided with the extremely black light and the dazzling blood light, causing an extremely sharp and harsh sound.

Shen Lang used the defense of the Misilian Saint Clothes to withstand the impact of the blood light energy and gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, you have helped me after all, and Shen is unwilling to fight with you.

It’s not sweet to force me to twist me. I advise the girl not to stop me!"

"Hmph, after I knock you down and capture you alive, you will say this before you have the ability!"

The girl in the blood skirt was quite excited and waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand, and slashed at Shen Lang like a cloak.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Shen Lang also tried his best to urge the giant sickle of Yan Luo to hold up the attack of the girl in the blood skirt. The Shura Holy Pupil on the eyebrows continued to spit out blood light, trying to force the girl in the blood skirt to retreat.

But the girl with blood skirt was significantly stronger than the previous Prison Master, and her cultivation level had reached the peak of the late stage of Luo Tian Shangxian. Shen Lang's attack could not suppress the other party for a while.

After a while of fighting, neither side had the advantage.

In fact, Shen Lang was unwilling to take ruthless actions. After all, this girl with blood skirts is different from other prison master puppets in hell. She is an immortal body cultivated by the Wood Spirit Clan. Once her body is severely damaged, it will not be so easy to recover.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Shen Lang could withstand so long, the girl in the blood skirt knew that she had underestimated the other party's strength, and was angry and annoyed: "I don't believe that I can't cure you anymore. The Blood Pan Clan Technique!"

As soon as the cute shout fell, a large piece of blood-colored cereus flowed out of the girl in the blood-skirt, covering everything around her.

The blood-colored cereal flew out of the girl's body of the blood skirt quickly gathered together and turned into another girl with the blood skirt, which looked exactly the same as the original! This "blood celadon clone technique" is the natal magical power of the girl's blood skirt. After performing this technique, you can summon clones that are close to the original strength to help the original fight against the enemy.

With a "swish", the girl's clone in the blood-skirt suddenly turned into a blood-colored phantom, and walked around Shen Lang like a ghost.

Shen Lang felt a thorn in his back, and was about to wave the giant sickle in his hand and slash towards the clone behind him.

"Young Master, where are you looking?"

The girl in the blood skirt smiled evilly, waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand, and chopped Shen Lang in her waist.

Shen [Xin    www.biqule.info] smacked his lips and had to give up attacking the girl in the blood skirt, and instead took the attack from the girl in the blood skirt.

"clang!!!"

There was another sharp and harsh collision. Just as Shen Lang resisted the attack of the girl in the blood-skirt, the clone flipped his hands and sacrificed a long whip of red thorns as red as blood. The whip flew towards Shen Lang like a swimming snake. The speed was unexpected! "Young Master, I see how you will resist this time!"

The girl in the blood skirt sneered in a delicate voice, and the hook blade of the blood-colored sickle in her hand hooked the giant Yan Luo scythe in Shen Lang's hand, giving Shen Lang no room for counterattack.

"roar!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to be bound by the long whip that his clone was hit, an angry beast demon soul immediately emerged behind him, opened his bloody mouth, bit the lightning-like whip, and let out a fierce and low roar.

"The Angry Beast of the Prehistoric Beast!"

The pretty face of the girl in the blood-skirt changed color slightly.

The angry beast was crazy and bit the whip of thorns tightly. The light of the cow horns above its head surged, and golden light like raging waves burst out, strangling towards the clone of the girl in the blood-skirt.

Since breaking through the middle stage of Luo Tian Shangxian, Shen Lang's ability of the angry beast demon spirit has greatly increased, and he can release the angry beast's breath without opening his mouth.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The girl's clone of the blood-skirted girl was not willing to be outdone. She pinched a magic seal with her green jade fingers, and a large piece of blood-colored petals surged out of her body, hitting the golden light threads, and bursting out a deafening roar.

The two forces were in a stalemate for a while.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, with the help of the angry beast demon spirit, otherwise it would be hard to say that he was the opponent of this girl with a blood skirt based on his own soul.

"Damn it, why are the characters who come to this girl so hard to deal with!"

The girl in the blood skirt was very angry and waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand in anger, desperately launching a strong attack on Shen Lang.

"Bloody eyes tear the sky!"

Shen Lang fought steadily. When resisting the attack of the girl with blood skirt, the Shura Holy Pupil on the eyebrows continued to release blood light, exerting pressure on the girl with blood skirt and clone without any harm.

The girl in the blood skirt was just lonely in her heart and wanted to stay with her. She had no malice. She answered her questions just now, and she had been kind to her.

Shen Lang was not willing to hurt her, but it was not a big deal to keep her hands everywhere.

Helplessly, Shen Lang had an idea and flipped his hand to draw out a golden treasure mirror, which was the "Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror".

This mirror is the silent spirit-level immortal treasure of the second Qiying of the Three Saints of Xuanyuan, and has a powerful ability to trap and kill the enemy.

After Jiying died, these eight golden light mirrors belonged to Shen Lang, but they had never taken them out and used them.

However, with Shen Lang's cultivation level, it would cost a lot of chaotic spiritual power, or even a trace of soul power, to use this treasure, which would consume a lot of money, but Shen Lang had no choice at this moment.

"Eight-door golden mirror, open!"

Shen Lang fled up, shook off the deity and clone of the girl in the blood-skirt, and poured chaotic spiritual power and a trace of soul power into the eight-door golden light mirror with all his strength.

“Buzz!”

After absorbing the large amount of chaotic spiritual power and a trace of soul power released by Shen Lang, the mirror suddenly shot out violent golden light, just like thousands of scorching sun bursting. The golden strong light shot instantly swallowed and submerged the girl who chased the blood skirt.

"ah!"

The girl in the blood-skirt who was illuminated by the strong light subconsciously put the blood-colored sickle in front of her and defended with all her strength.

After she realized it, the deity and clone were already trapped in the enclosed space created by the eight-door golden light mirror.

In the golden enclosed space, eight huge mirrors swirled around the girl in the blood skirt, releasing dazzling aura and terrifying spiritual pressure.

"This...what is this!"
Chapter completed!