Shen Lang, whose body was charred, cursed secretly. He had indeed underestimated the abilities of the Holy Envoy of the Three Holy Religions!
And the spirit of Xuanyou Holy Envoy was even more furious. The blow just now consumed a lot of his soul power, but he was unable to knock down this little bastard.
"Ba Dao, what are you doing standing there? This kid has no options left. Hurry up and kill him with me to avoid future troubles!" The soul of Holy Envoy Xuanyou was directed at the Saint Ba Dao in the distance.
The envoy's soul roared loudly. His soul was powerless. If he continued to display similar powerful magical powers, his soul power would be exhausted to an extremely dangerous level. He could only encourage the Holy Envoy of Tyrant Sword to come.
Help deal with Shen Lang.
Seeing that Shen Lang was seriously injured by the soul of the Holy Envoy Xuanyou, the soul of the Holy Envoy of Tyrant Sword felt that something was wrong, and immediately turned into a golden light and flew over.
"You bastard, you will die for me!"
Thinking of the tragic death of his son, the anger in the heart of the Holy Sword Master surged up again, and his soul sacrificed the "Dragon Slaying Machete" and charged towards Shen Lang.
"Shen Lang, hold on, I'm here to help you!"
Seeing that Shen Lang's situation was not good, Jade Rakshasa shouted in surprise and immediately rushed out of the mountain-protecting formation.
Shenxiu also rushed out at the same moment, used the golden body of Dharma as fast as possible, transformed into a golden bronze man with three heads and six arms, sacrificed six fairy treasures, and rushed to support.
However, they were still a step too late.
The soul of the Holy Envoy of Tyrannical Sword has already arrived, and the mountain-opening sword in his hand slashes straight down. The mottled and rough blade suddenly surges out of the golden thunder, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and earth, towards Shen Shen.
Swallowed by the waves!
The hairs all over Shen Lang's body stood up. He mustered up his energy and released all the remaining energy in the demon seed in one breath!
"The Holy Eye is destroyed!"
The Holy Demonic Eye at the center of Shen Lang's brow once again shot out a bloody beam of light that shot into the sky, directly hitting the golden thunder struck by the Holy Envoy of Tyrannical Sword.
"Boom!!!"
There was another loud noise like the earth was shattering, and large amounts of blood and golden thunder collided endlessly.
The combat power of this Tyrant Sword Envoy is really terrifying. Although the surface of the dragon-slaying mountain knife he sacrificed is mottled and full of cracks, it is actually a damaged Silent Spirit-level fairy treasure with extremely strong power!
Shen Lang held on for several breaths, and the monstrous golden thunder gushing out from the dragon-slaying machete blade gradually suppressed the bloody light beam released by the death of the holy eye.
"The blood of angry beasts!"
Seeing that he was almost unable to withstand it anymore, Shen Lang, who had exhausted the energy of the demon species, directly transformed into the posture of a golden-eyed stone ape, summoning the will of the angry beast, and a bloody light curled up all over his body, and a bull-headed, tiger-body, and dragon-tail quickly formed from behind.
The phantom of an angry beast.
"Mysterious Immortal Technique, Breath of Angry Beast!"
As Shen Lang roared loudly, the shadow of an angry beast condensed behind him opened its mouth and spat out dense golden threads of light, crashing into the golden thunder like a rolling ocean wave.
"Boom boom boom!"
The explosion was deafening.
With the blessing of the angry beast's breath, Shen Lang was able to withstand the full blow of the Tyrant Sword Saint without any danger, but his body was still blown away by the energy that exploded and scattered, and he opened his mouth to bleed.
"Child Shen Lang, please die for this holy envoy!"
The spirit body of Xuanyou Holy Envoy took this opportunity to activate the five-fire seven-feather fan in his hand again, and swung it towards Shen Lang who was knocked away, and let out a ferocious roar from his mouth.
With a muffled sound of "boom", the Five Fires and Seven Feathers Fan rolled up an overwhelming sea of five-color fire and spread toward Shen Lang.
Although the power of this blow was not as strong as before, it was still enough to threaten Shen Lang's life.
"Oops!"
Shen Lang's face was as pale as earth, and he was completely at his wits' end. He had just used the Hundred Refined Sword Formation, which greatly consumed his soul power, resulting in a significant reduction in combat power. In addition, the demon energy was exhausted, and it was difficult to release powerful magical powers to withstand the terrifying sea of fire that was spreading.
At this critical moment, Shenxiu and Yu Luosha arrived in time.
"Mysterious Immortal Technique, Fuhu Seal!"
The six palms of the three-headed and six-armed golden bronze figure suddenly pushed forward, and thousands of Buddha lights burst out. The crouching tiger Arhat behind Shenxiu rushed out with a force that shook the heaven and earth, and hit the five-color sea of fire!
"Boom!!!"
The sound of the explosion was astonishing, and the Fuhu Arhat riding a white tiger was submerged into the sea of fire. His body exploded and turned into a sky-filling Buddha light, intertwined and collided with the raging five-color flames.
"Ghost King Curse!"
The Jade Rakshasa shouted out, and the black light shot into the sky behind him, condensing into the shadow of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor wearing black armor and holding a dark trident.
The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor poured all his power into the trident in his hand. The trident suddenly burst out with black lightning, and violent black arcs poured out like a hurricane, all attacking the spreading sea of five-color fire.
"Boom boom boom!"
The violent roaring sound continued and lasted for a long time.
Shenxiu and Jade Rakshasa used their strongest magical powers. Although they still could not completely withstand the attack of Xuanyou Holy Envoy, they still allowed Shen Lang to escape death.
Shen Lang tried his best to release the Nine Immortals True Fire, resisting the remaining power of the five-color flames.
"How dare you two little bastards ruin my good deeds!"
Seeing that his attack was blocked by the combined efforts of Shenxiu and Jade Rakshasa, the soul of Xuanyou Holy Envoy was furious.
The soul of the Holy Envoy of Tyrant Sword shouted coldly: "Xuanyou, go deal with those two bastards, and leave this kid to me. I will kill him with my own hands to avenge my son!"
As soon as the roar died down, the soul of the Holy Envoy of Tyrannical Sword once again raised the dragon-slaying machete in his hand and rushed towards Shen Lang.
After using two consecutive magical powers, the soul power of the Holy Envoy Xuanyou was greatly weakened, and he could no longer display any powerful magical powers. He could only attack Jade Rakshasa and Shenxiu according to the wishes of the Holy Envoy Ba Sword.
Xuanyou Holy Envoy continued to use the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan in his hand, and fanned twice, rolling up a fire storm formed by a large five-color flame, and blasting towards Jade Rakshasa and Shenxiu.
The fire storm that struck was extremely powerful. The combat power of Jade Rakshasa and Shenxiu was not as exaggerated as Shen Lang. Even though they tried their best to resist the fire storm, they were still burned by the five-color fire.
Shenxiu's physical body was so powerful that he could barely withstand the blow. His golden body was almost broken and his whole body was scorched black.
The flames of the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan are extremely domineering. Even a Buddhist monk like Shenxiu, who has extremely strong physical body, cannot withstand the burning of the five fires and suffers severe injuries.
Jade Rakshasa's defense was not as good as Shenxiu's, and her body was severely burned by the five-color flames. After spurting out a few streaks of hot blood from her small mouth, she fainted on the spot, and her body fell in mid-air. 78 Chinese Computer terminal: m./
"Jade Rakshasa!"
Seeing that Jade Rakshasa was brutally knocked down and his life and death were unknown, Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst and he turned pale with horror.
Shen Lang never expected that the situation would turn out like this, and Shen Lang was filled with unwillingness!
"You bastard, when death is imminent, where are you still looking?"
The soul of the Holy Envoy of Tyrannical Sword let out a ferocious laugh, and the dragon-slaying machete in his hand slashed down. The blades surged out with overwhelming golden thunder, all heading towards Shen Lang to kill him!
"The will of the angry beast, explode for me!!!" Shen Lang's face was extremely distorted. He knew that he had no way to withstand such an intense attack, so he could only detonate the will of the angry beast to gain a chance of survival.