Zen Master Da Ri originally wanted to escape alone, but then he thought that if Shen Lang only focused on himself, his situation would be even more unfavorable.
And without the Liusha Sect's power, it would probably be difficult to contain Shen Lang, a formidable enemy.
In desperation, Zen Master Da Ri fiercely swung the emerald green willow branch in his hand, and a few drops of spiritual liquid splashed out from the branch, seeping into Yuntianlin's bloody upper body.
With a muffled sound of "bang", a huge mass of granulation suddenly appeared from the wound on Yun Tianlin's upper body. The cut and separated lower body was quickly repaired. Almost in just one breath, Yun Tianlin's physical body returned to its original state.
After Yuntian Lin's physical body fully recovered, the emerald green willow branch in Zen Master Da Ri's hand quickly withered and turned into withered yellow, and was tucked into the cuff of his sleeve.
The juice in the willow branches is not endless. It seems that it will wither after one or two uses and cannot be used anymore.
After feeling that his body and soul were healed, Yun Tianlin gasped for air, showing an expression of lingering fear.
"Thank you Zen Master!"
After hurriedly thanking him, Yun Tianlin plucked up the courage to shout at the Liushamen monks from all directions: "The Liushamen army listens to the order and kill the Seventh Holy Palace monk in the battlefield. Don't leave anyone alive!"
Yuntianlin ordered the army of Liushamen monks to rise up, his roar even trembling.
"kill!"
The black army of monks surrounded Shen Lang on the battlefield and launched magical attacks one after another.
For a moment, the monks from all directions unleashed magical attacks like a torrential downpour, frantically hitting Shen Lang in the center.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zen Master Da Ri and Yun Tianlin quickly retreated, preparing to evacuate to a safe position, and then use the human sea tactic to deal with Shen Lang!
"Ninth level heavenly magic, jade body and golden body!"
Seeing countless magical attacks falling from the sky, Shen Lang used the defensive magical power of his golden body and jade body.
In the electric light and flint, a nine-pointed star-shaped golden halo rose behind Shen Lang, rotating at high speed like a golden scorching sun, and a gorgeous golden and jade light wall condensed on his body.
“Dong dong dong!!!”
Countless magical attacks landed on the golden and jade light wall that Shen Lang had propped up, making a roar that shook the earth. More and more Liusha Sect and Vajra Sect monks launched a fierce attack on Shen Lang, with colorful flames, storms and lightning
The beam of light was like huge waves and tsunamis, sweeping towards Shen Lang in the center of the battlefield. The intense light swallowed him up and drowned him.
without.
Even though Shen Lang's defense was extremely powerful, he still felt a lot of pressure when facing countless armies of monks at the same time.
Shen Lang relied on the defensive light wall of the golden body and jade body to withstand a wave of intensive attacks, rushed out of the explosion area, and let out a thunderous shout: "Eighth level heavenly magic, five thunder rectification method!"
As soon as the roar subsided, Shen Lang's body rolled up like a huge wave of five-color thunder, rolling like a storm towards the army of monks surrounding Shen Lang.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
In an instant, a large number of monks around Shen Lang were swallowed up and drowned by the five-color thunder. These monks did not even have time to scream, their bodies were bombarded into powder, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed! The surging five-color thunder instantly covered Shen Lang's body.
The monks who were tens of thousands of meters away were bombarded and killed. This was not over yet. The power of the five-color thunder continued to spread outwards. No one could resist it wherever it passed. The bodies of the groups of monks were turned into ashes.
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In less than a few seconds, hundreds of thousands of monks were struck to death by five thunderbolts.
Shen Lang turned into a golden light, rushed out of the encirclement, and quickly approached Zen Master Da Ri and Yun Tianlin.
"Don't mess up your position, charge me with all your strength!"
"Liushamen army, attack!"
Zen Master Da Ri and Yuntian Lin each made hysterical shouts and ordered the main forces of the Vajra Sect and Liusha Sect behind them to charge forward in an attempt to stop Shen Lang.
The endless army of monks charged towards Shen Lang like locusts filling the sky, and countless magical attacks were like torrential rain.
"The Third Eye is destroyed!"
Shen Lang relied on the defensive power of his golden body and jade body to resist attacks while continuing to use his Third Eye to Destroy.
"call out!"
A sharp sound broke through the air, and the Holy Demonic Eye between Shen Lang's eyebrows shot out slender purple rays, sweeping towards the countless incoming monks.
“Bang bang bang!”
The purple ray swept past, and a large piece of the monk's body and soul was cut into two pieces, killing him instantly.
The Holy Demonic Eye at the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows continuously fired out purple rays, frantically slaughtering the charging Quicksand Sect and Vajra Sect troops, and the scene was in full swing.
Seven Saints Palace Square.
The monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces who were watching the battle couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw that the physical bodies of Yuntian Lin and Zen Master Da Ri were miraculously restored.
Later, seeing that Shen Lang was able to withstand the enemy's charge, the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces who were watching the battle breathed a sigh of relief again.
Ancestor Tianying's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly: "All disciples of the Seven Saints Palace obey the order, quickly use the combined attack technique, and support Elder Shen Lang as much as possible!"
"yes!"
The monks from the One Hundred and Seven Holy Palaces formed their formations in the sky one after another, performing the secret techniques of joint attack inherited from the Seven Holy Palaces.
Suddenly, a giant fire dragon with a body length of several hundred thousand feet soared into the sky, its entire body burning with dense dark red flames, condensing thick fire-attribute energy, and its momentum was astonishing.
"Roar!"
The giant fire dragon looked up to the sky and roared, flew out of the Twelve Heaven Gate Formation, and crashed into the Liusha Gate and the Vajra Sect army in front of Shen Lang.
"Dong dong dong!"
The dull explosion was earth-shattering. The energy erupted from this giant fire dragon was not weak, and dark red flames filled the sky, swallowing and killing tens of thousands of monks in one go.
Although the number of monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces is small, their strength and cultivation are more than two levels higher than the ragtag group of Liusha Sect and Vajra Sect.
Unfortunately, these Seven Saint Palace monks passively guarded the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, without much room for performance, and could not help Shen Lang much.
In fact, Shen Lang didn't need the help of the monks from the Seven Saints Palace. His strength was enough to handle a battle situation of this level.
The army of monks from Liusha Sect and Vajra Sect seemed to be huge in number, but most of them were just a ragtag group, and the magical powers and spells they used were weak and not enough to break through Shen Lang's defense.
Although there was a steady stream of troops charging forward, they still could not resist Shen Lang's footsteps.
I saw Shen Lang alternately using Five Thunder Zhengfa and Tianmu Destruction, madly slaughtering the monks who were rushing towards him. Shen Lang on the battlefield was so powerful that it made people feel numb, and he withstood all the attacks with his own strength. .Shen Lang's spiritual consciousness locked on Zen Master Da Ri and Yun Tianlin who were retreating. He was killed indiscriminately and quickly approached the two.
people.
Seeing that the army of more than one billion monks was actually powerless against Shen Lang, both Yun Tianlin and Zen Master Da Ri's faces turned pale, and they were extremely frightened.
"Yun Tianlin, when you are all riding horses, why don't you release your Hanbao golden corpse and keep it for the New Year?" Zen Master Da Ri no longer has the master demeanor of the past, his fat face is twisted and ferocious, and he roars at Yun Tianlin. .