With the support of two Mahayana monks, Yin De was full of momentum and wanted to scare Shen Lang away. After all, if a fight broke out, this kid would be a big trouble.
However, Shen Lang didn't accept this trick at all and sneered: "Well, then I'll take care of this business!"
The black-faced monk became impatient and shouted: "Hand over that white flying sword quickly, or we will take action!"
Before Tao Yao'er could speak, Fu'er said coldly: "In that case, let's fight. We, the Charming Spirit Clan, are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu'er took out a glass-colored Yao Qin. This was the Tianli Yao Qin that Gu Yue had given to Fu'er in the ghost pit.
"Ding!"
Fu'er fiddled with the strings, and the Tianli Yao Qin in her hand made a clear and melodious sound.
Beams of white light flew out from the Tianli Yaoqin. The white light contained a variety of completely different energies. It was not only an extremely destructive force of wind, but also accompanied by the power of Zixiao White Thunder, which was extremely powerful.
powerful!
"boom!"
Seeing a large amount of white light sweeping towards him like a heavy rain, Yin De was startled and quickly opened a black light shield in an attempt to resist Fu'er's attack.
"Dong dong dong!"
The white light fell on the light shield, making a dense explosion, and the light was dazzling. The violent wind caused the surrounding yellow sand to fly and wreak havoc, filling the sky with wind and sand.
"Crack, click, click!"
The black light shield only held up for a moment before it cracked with countless cracks.
"What kind of magic weapon is this?" Yin De's expression changed drastically.
"Young Master, step back."
Just when Yin De was about to lose his strength, the black-faced monk opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black light, blocking all the light rain.
"Yingui Clan monk, come on!"
Following the black-faced monk's order, the two sides officially started fighting.
"Charming Spirit Clan monk, don't back down!"
Tao Yao'er gritted her teeth and rushed forward with a group of monks.
The black-faced monk and another armored Mahayana from the Yin Ghost Clan focused on Tao Yao'er and launched attacks at the same time.
The black-faced monk opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black light, attacking Tao Yao'er.
The armored monk's right hand turned into a giant black claw. The giant claw expanded and stretched to the size of a hill. There was a terrifying will-o'-the-wisp in the claw's heart, and it shot straight towards Tao Yao'er!
Tao Yao'er's face turned pale, and the two Mahayana monks attacked her at the same time, which temporarily put great pressure on her.
Just when Tao Yao'er was about to risk his life and attack.
Shen Lang was one step ahead of her, using the Nine Star Swords and activating the Nine Nether Sword Formation.
"Nine Nether Sword Formation, broken!"
With a loud shout, the Nine Star Swords turned into an overwhelming sword shadow and collided with the attack launched by two Yin Ghost Clan Mahayana.
"boom!!!"
Earth-shaking explosions were heard, and the horrific explosions spread to all around. The monks from the Charming Spirit Clan and the Yin Ghost Clan who were fighting in the integration stage retreated to avoid them.
The Nine Nether Sword Formation, which Shen Lang mobilized with all his strength, actually withstood a wave of attacks from two Mahayana monks!
The two Mahayana from the Yin Ghost Clan took half a step back with horrified expressions on their faces. It was unbelievable to them that they were able to withstand the combined attack of their two brothers!
These two Mahayana masters of the Yin Ghost Tribe looked down upon Shen Lang too much, and did not expect that Shen Lang's strength would be so evil.
Tao Yao'er's heart was even more turbulent. She had always felt that Shen Lang was useless, so it was good not to drag them back. She never expected that Shen Lang was even more tyrannical than the rumors said!
"Elder Tao Yao'er, don't stand there, come with me to deal with these two Mahayana ghosts!" Shen Lang sent a message to Tao Yao'er, who had a look of shock on his face.
"good."
Tao Yao'er felt quite ashamed, took a deep breath, and immediately offered up the flower basket of her natal magic weapon, and frantically poured spiritual power into the flower basket.
"boom!"
A large number of pink petal shadows flew out of the flower basket magic weapon, and the petal shadows filled the sky like ocean waves, pressing towards the two Yin Ghost Clan Mahayana.
"Soul attack!"
The two Yin Ghost Clan Mahayana were shocked in their hearts, and each used their divine soul defense powers to resist.
"Tianxingzhan!"
Shen Lang took the opportunity to turn over his hand and use the Hunyuan Golden Sword, and struck out a Sky Star Slash.
Being in the secret realm of Kyushu, it is extremely difficult to break through the space. As Shen Lang slashed down with his sword, a large golden sword shadow struck at the two Yin Ghost Clan Mahayana.
The two Yin Ghost Clan Mahayana had to parry spiritual attacks and physical attacks, and were caught off guard for a moment.
After a burst of explosion and roar, although the two Mahayana from the Yin Ghost Clan were not seriously injured, their hair was disheveled and they looked very embarrassed.
On the other side, Fu'er led a group of monks from the Charming Clan and fought fiercely with the monks from the Yin Gui Clan, and the battle between the two sides was fierce.
It was obvious that the Meiling Tribe had the upper hand. Fu'er had the Tianli Yaoqin given by Gu Yue, and her combat power was particularly astonishing. Before they even met, Yin De was beaten back and forth, making her no match at all.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the defensive barrier in front of Yin De completely collapsed.
"ah!!!"
Seeing the light rain coming, Yin De let out a crazy roar, and with a ferocious look on his face, he took out a bloody long knife and slashed hard.
A burst of bloody light hit the white light rain, resisting most of the power of the white light rain, but a small part of the light rain still fell on Yin De.
"Dong dong dong!"
Yin De was hit by the rain of light, and his whole body was covered in blood and flesh. Fortunately, he was wearing a wearable top-grade ancient spiritual treasure inner armor, otherwise it was still a question whether he could survive.
"Little Lord!"
Seeing Yin De being knocked down, the two Mahayana monks from the Yin ghost clan were shocked and were about to go to rescue him.
"Where are you looking?"
Shen Lang snorted coldly and activated the Nine Nether Sword Array to the extreme. The sword shadows in the sky pressed towards the two of them.
Tao Yao'er also activated the flower basket at the same time and released the divine soul attack with all her strength.
"not good!"
The two Mahayana warriors from the Yin Ghost Clan were distracted by the severe damage caused by their Yin De. Their defenses were at a loss for a moment, and they were broken by the shadow of the sword. Their bodies were severely injured and dripping with blood.
Seeing that the two Mahayana elders of his clan were knocked down, Yin De screamed in horror: "Stop... stop fighting, we admit defeat!"
"snort!"
Fu'er snorted coldly, she had no intention of taking Yin De's life.
After all, the other party is the young master of the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan. Although the era when the Jiuzhou Imperial Clan was united has passed, if he kills the young master of his clan, he will still cause a lot of trouble.
I can only give Yin De a lesson to help him improve his memory.
The battle situation has been decided. Basically, the monks on the Yingui tribe have suffered varying degrees of injuries. The Charming Spirit tribe is intact and has no wounded yet.
"Everyone, please get out! If you dare to harass our Charming Spirit Clan again, I will kill you all!" Fu'er's cold eyes flashed with a cold light, and her tone was extremely cold.
"Quickly retreat!"
The two Mahayana demons from the Yin ghost tribe had earth-colored faces. They had no choice but to endure the momentary humiliation and each transformed into a black whirlwind to escape. The black-faced monk swept away Yin De, who fell to the ground.
The rest of the combined-stage monks from the Yin Ghost Clan were so frightened that they all abandoned their helmets and armor, turned around and fled.