Chapter 4121 Shadowless
Shen Lang had completely lost his power of movement and his consciousness was also very blurred. His face was ferociously staring at the head of the evil monk in front of him, and a strong expression of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Even if he used his last killer move, he still could not destroy the evil monk.
After all, this evil monk was transformed from the evil corpse of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Although his soul is incomplete, he is still powerful. With Shen Lang's cultivation, even if he uses the spirit-level immortal treasure, it is difficult to kill and eradicate it.
At the moment, Shen Lang was struggling to breathe with a breath of difficulty against the glazed heart lamp in his heart veins. He could faint at any time. He was extremely weak and could not even speak, let alone ask for help from the witch clan outside.
The Palace of Pluto is shrouded in powerful seals, and the sound is difficult to convey to the outside world.
The evil monk's condition is not much better than that of Shen Lang. Although he completely lost his power of action, he still has the last resort.
"Wuying, why don't you come out for me now!"
The evil monk's head suddenly shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thick black light suddenly surged from the dry blood pool behind the evil monk, and a black shadow gradually emerged from the black vortex in the center of the blood pool.
The black shadow condensed into shape, and it was the young man with white hair in black robe and a silver mask. His whole body exuded an extremely cold and violent aura, as if he had cut off all emotions and made people fall into an ice cellar.
The young man in mask is the personal disciple of the evil monk, Wuying.
"Wuying, take this kid quickly for me! Remember not to hurt this kid's soul body, just use the 'Dragon Cable' to bind his soul body and capture him alive."
The evil monk ordered the young man with his head against the mask.
In his eyes, Shen Lang's soul body would soon be replaced by himself, so the evil monk naturally wanted to protect Shen Lang's soul body.
“Yes, Master.”
The young man in mask responded indifferently, slowly walked out of the pool of blood, with a slender whip lock in his hand, and the cold light was cold.
The silver whip lock looked like a thin and long silver dragon, hovering and flying on the right arm of the young man in mask.
The surface of the whip lock is covered with sharp and dazzling silver dragon scales. The head of the lock is a mini silver dragon head, and the mouth makes a powerful dragon roar, giving people a breathtaking sense of pressure! “Damn it!”
Shen Lang's face was twisted and ferocious, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He thought of many possibilities, but he really didn't expect that the evil monk would actually have a helper.
The Buddha light ban in the Palace of the Pluto is so powerful that a normal dead soul cannot step into this place. No one would have thought that there would be a second monk in the Palace of the Pluto.
Yes, the young man in front of him was not a dead soul, but a serious monk! The young man in front of him appeared the same as Shen Lang, with no physical body, but just a phantom soul body.
This person is probably the one who fell into the abyss of hell, otherwise he would not be able to walk safely in the Palace of the Pluto.
It is precisely because this person is so special that the evil monk accepts him as his personal disciple and gives him the order on his behalf.
"Even if I die, I will not let you, a dirty evil thing, occupy my soul body!!!"
Seeing that the situation was powerless to turn the situation around, Shen Lang completely gave up struggling. He didn't know where he got his strength and let out a violent roar.
Shen Lang, who was forced into a dead end, began to release the energy of the demon species. The dark golden demon species in his soul was like a rotating star, and the demonic light like an angry wave rushed out from Shen Lang.
For Shen Lang, the only way to kill this evil monk and this masked young man at the moment is to use the power of the demon seed to sacrifice the Shura Dharma image and launch a shocking attack! Although the demon seed energy is greatly burst out under such a weak situation, his soul will most likely die because he cannot withstand the energy of the demon seed, but Shen Lang has no choice.
Even if he sacrificed his life, he would not want to be occupied by this evil monk.
"Boom boom boom!"
The terrifying black magic light released by Shen Lang instantly swallowed and submerged everything in the Palace of the Pluto in an instant, and the overwhelming sense of pressure was shocking! “Wuying, do it quickly, don’t let this kid explode his soul body!”
The evil monk thought Shen Lang wanted to explode his soul body, and he was so scared that he flew out of the sky. His charred head roared hysterically, and his expression was extremely excited. He didn't want to see the cooked duck flying away! "Zanglongsuo, go!"
In the flash of lightning, the young man in mask shook out the silver whip lock in his hand.
The whip lock suddenly burst out with thousands of silver lights, and the lock-headed dragon roared violently. The slender silver dragon flew towards Shen Lang with lightning speed.
Unfortunately, Shen Lang was still one step slower after all.
The speed of the dragon-wrapped rope was too fast. Before Shen Lang could fully mobilize the energy in the demon seed, the silver dragon flying over almost entangled his soul body with teleportation speed.
“Buzz!”
An extremely strong silver light surged from the silver dragon body wrapped around Shen Lang, like an extremely powerful seal, and in an instant, all the energy in Shen Lang's body was sealed! “No!!!”
Shen Lang roared sadly and angry.
"roar!"
The extremely purple light appeared on the Abyss Dragon Pendulum at the neck. The Abyss Dragon's spirit soared, and it opened its teeth and claws and bit it towards the Silver Dragon, but it was bitten by the Silver Dragon. The Silver Dragon's wide-mouthed sharp teeth directly bit the Abyss Dragon's essence back to its original form.
The essence of the Yuanlong was bitten by the silver dragon and was half dead. It temporarily lost its spirituality and disappeared.
This dragon-winding rope is a silent spirit-level immortal treasure given to his personal disciples by the evil monk. This treasure is a copy of the famous Tongxuan-level immortal treasure "Dragon-Binding Rope" in the ancient era of the Gods.
Although the Chanlong Suo is an imitation, its ability is not weak at all. It is the best among the Silent Spirit-level Immortal Treasures. Even the soul body of the Daluo Golden Immortal can be bound and sealed. It is naturally no problem to bind Shen Lang, a little Luo Tian Shangxian.
After the Yuanlong spirit was defeated, Shen Lang's soul body was completely bound and sealed by the Dragon Cable, and he could no longer extract any power.
"It's over!"
Shen Lang had already looked desperate, but unexpectedly, he was still trapped in the hands of this evil monk.
Seeing Shen Lang's soul body being completely sealed by the Chanlongsuo, the evil monk was so excited that he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, finally... I finally captured the soul body of the chosen one!"
"From then on, I am the new master of this true immortal world! The stupid Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, how stupid your trick was in the past, and I will prove that who is the true wise man is worthy of all this!"
The evil monk yelled proudly, as if he was venting his aggrievance and reluctance over the years.
"Wuying, present the soul body of the chosen one to me!"
While being proud, the evil monk couldn't wait to order the young man in mask.
The young man in mask was unmoved and drew a complex magic seal in front of Shen Lang's bound soul body on his own, and poured a trace of soul power into the magic seal, setting up a thick blood light barrier, which seemed to protect Shen Lang's soul body from harm.
When the young man with masks was slow to take action, the evil monk suddenly became anxious and said furiously: "Wuying, haven't you heard me talking to you?"
Chapter completed!