"Damn, this is too strong, right?"

Shen Lang was a little dizzy. He never expected that all the dead soldiers in the Black Domain were so powerful. It seemed that Jiang Yang had exaggerated the combat power of the witch clan before.

But since the Black Domain has such combat power, why did it wait until now to capture the five turbidities?

Before Shen Lang could think too much, the Nether Bone in the battlefield had already discovered the breath of the living, and his eyes quickly locked at the two people flying behind the border of the witch clan.

Minggu's eyes were frozen on Shen Lang's body, his hollow pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted: "It's that living! Come with me to capture this person alive!!!"

As soon as the roar fell, the Nine-shou Bone Snake abandoned Xuanye Wu Zhu, rushed out of the battlefield in a flash, and suddenly flew towards Jiang Yang and Shen Lang, raising a huge black light all over his body, with an amazing momentum.

"Oops!"

Jiang Yang was frightened by the terrifying aura released by the Nine-Shouldered Bone Snake, and his body instantly stopped in mid-air, his eyes showing fear and horror.

Shen Lang was so impressed that he had to be targeted.

The nine-headed bone snake flying towards him was obviously much stronger than other dead men. It had reached the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal. It should be the leader of these dead men! I just don’t know if the other party is the fake Ksitigarbha King.

"Bone Snake, go!"

Minggu was afraid that Shen Lang would escape from under his nose, so the nine bone snakes behind him flew out at lightning speed, trying to surround Shen Lang.

"The Unscrupulous Holy Light!"

Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and a dazzling white light shot out from his palm. The white light hit nine huge bone snakes that were quickly approaching.

"Shit!"

The nine bone snakes made shrill screams under the illuminated holy light, and their bodies were trembling and twitching wildly, as if they had suffered huge damage.

"ah!!!"

The huge body of the Nether Bone also stopped in the air, and a shrill scream came from his mouth. The Nine Bone Snakes were part of his body. They were suffering severe damage at the moment, which made his body feel heart-wrenching pain.

"Serious...were amazing brother!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was so fierce, Jiang Yang couldn't help swallowing.

Shen Lang tried his best to strike out the sacred light. Under the impact of the white light, the nine bone snakes even cracked a large number of cracks in their bodies.

Unlike Shen Lang's previous simple dealing with the undead creatures and even Jiang Yang, the soul power of the Nether Bone is extremely amazing. Even if Shen Lang attacked the Holy Light of Wugui, he would not be able to kill this person for a while.

"Bone Snake...come back!"

Minggu resisted the pain of the soul body like tearing. Before Shen Lang was killed, the nine bone snakes took them back as quickly as possible, half-kneeled on the ground, and a lot of white smoke rose all over his body, and his face became extremely ugly.

Previously, the Lord ordered all the dead soldiers in the Black Domain to capture the living who had escaped into the Abyss of Hell. The Nether Gu could guess that this living was not Yiyou, otherwise the Lord would not let the dead soldiers in the Black Domain come out in full bloom.

After actually fighting with this living person, Minggu realized how difficult this person was. The opponent's magical powers would cause such great damage to his soul! If he hadn't called back the nine bone snakes in time, he would have been afraid that the bone snake would be killed by the opponent's magical powers.

Seeing that the Nether Bone was injured and forced to retreat by his own Wudi Holy Light, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and thought that Wudi Holy Light was indeed NB. No matter how good the cultivation level of these undead people were, Wudi Holy Light could severely damage their physical and soul power, and could almost be invincible! “Go and support the great protector!”

"Capture this person quickly!"

The dead soldiers behind saw that Minggu was injured, rushed forward and launched a fierce attack on Shen Lang.

Seeing the many dead soldiers rushing up, Jiang Yang showed a look of fear and shrank and dared not move forward.

Shen Lang calmly said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't panic. Just fly towards the center of the battlefield. I have my own way to deal with these dead soldiers!"

"good!"

Jiang Yang believed in Shen Lang's strength. He mustered up the courage, gritted his teeth and rolled up the escape light, and rushed towards the battlefield with Shen Lang.

"drink!"

Shen Lang shouted with a trembling shout, and a white light column formed by the scattered holy light burst out from his palm, sweeping towards the many dead soldiers who were rushing towards him.

These black-domain dead soldiers tried to use magical powers to counterattack, but the attacking holy light could easily resolve all magical powers of the dead soldiers, hit their physical bodies and souls, and make a "dongdongdongdong" bursting roar.

"Ahhhh!"

Screams came one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen dead soldiers were defeated by dazzling white lights, their physical bodies and souls were torn apart, and they died on the spot.

"Damn, what kind of magical power is this?"

Minggu was frightened by the strange and terrifying white light, and was frightened and angry. He had never seen such a terrible method! Soon, Shen Lang rushed into the battlefield on the border of the witch clan with Jiang Yang's escape light, like a divine weapon from the sky! "Friends of the witch clan, let Shen come to help you!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly, and tried his best to shoot out a white light column formed by the scattered holy light with both palms, and swept the dead men on the battlefield.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Any dead soldier who was hit by the light column would instantly be torn apart by white light, and his soul body would also be severely damaged.

Shen Lang was as relaxed as slaughtering dogs and sheep on the battlefield, killing these black-domain dead soldiers.

Even if the magical power of the Dead Warrior occasionally hit Shen Lang's soul body, it was easily resolved by the Unsullied Holy Light condensed from the surface of his soul body, and there was almost no ability to fight back! The Unsullied Holy Light could easily resist and defeat any magical power released by the Dead Souls, which seemed to contain some established power of law, and was the nemesis of the Dead Souls.

In just half a minute, hundreds of dead soldiers died under Shen Lang's attack.

"Well killed!"

Seeing Shen Lang massacre the dead soldiers of the Black Realm like a divine weapon descending from the sky, the surviving witch monks were all excited, their eyes full of excitement and excitement.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for helping me!"

The Dragon God of Sea-Shenzhen that Xuanye turned into was also shocked by Shen Lang's horrifying means and said gratefully.

Seeing the dead soldiers in the Black Domain being killed by the magical powers of this mysterious cultivator, Minggu couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't dream of such a reversal scene! This kid clearly only had the middle stage of Luo Tian Shangxian's cultivation, so why could he release such a terrifying magical power?

The Nether Bone didn't even dare to approach the battlefield. The white light surging from time to time in the battlefield made him feel a fear from instinct! In this way, in less than three minutes, Shen Lang killed all the dead soldiers on the border of the Wu Clan in the Five Turbidities! Shen Lang completely rewritten the entire battle situation with his own strength and saved the Wu Clan.

Minggu became the only surviving commander. Looking at the corpses of the dead soldiers all over the ground, Minggu's eyes turned dark and almost fainted, muttering to himself: "No... this is impossible!"
Chapter completed!