When Leng Wushuang saw the face of the white-robed monk in front of the altar clearly, his expression changed drastically.
Damn it, I didn’t expect that a bastard like Shen Lang could come to the very center of the Kyushu secret realm. What kind of shitty luck did this bastard have?
Leng Wushuang felt extremely unbalanced in her heart, and a trace of evil flashed in her eyes.
This kid may have found a lot of treasures, and the news about the two top true spirit corpses must be sealed. Now, no matter what the relationship between Shen Lang and Gu Yue Ghost Emperor is, he must die!
Seeing the team of monks from the Fallen Heaven Tribe coming to him in great force, Shen Lang chuckled: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Leng Wushuang? You Fallen Heaven Tribe are very lucky to be here."
Leng Wushuang sneered and said: "Shen Lang, I didn't want to bully you, a monk in the integration stage, but you seem to be unlucky, and you have to meet me here."
"From Young Master Leng's tone, it seems that you are not ready to let Shen go?" Shen Lang shrugged and said.
"Little bastard, I assume you are self-aware. If you obediently hand over the storage ring and the five wearable Hunyuan magic weapons on your body, and capture them without any effort, my young master might be able to keep your whole body alive!" Leng Wushuang said sullenly.
Shen Lang was not a fool, so he naturally knew that this battle was unavoidable. Anyway, he just had to do his best in this battle. When he couldn't win, the statue of the boy on the altar would probably save him.
With this thought, Shen Lang no longer had any mental baggage, and the following fierce battle could just test his strength after breaking through to the middle stage of integration.
"Then it depends on whether Young Master Leng has this ability!"
Shen Lang's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he waved his hand and used the Nine Star Swords.
"Hahaha, you came just in time. You are a waste who doesn't overestimate your abilities. Today, I will let you see the strength of my young leader of the Fallen Heaven Clan!"
Leng Wushuang let out a disdainful laugh, and then said to the fallen monks behind him: "You don't need to take action, leave this person to this young master to deal with!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Wushuang turned over his hand and pulled out a purple-gold flute and started playing.
Its sound is whining, and the weird sound waves make people's scalp numb.
The purple-gold hole flute on Leng Wu's hands is called "Danghun Xiao". It is an imitation of Tianlingbao's "Lianyu Xiao" and has extremely powerful soul attack capabilities.
Affected by this sound, Shen Lang's head instantly fell into dizziness. His brain seemed to be experiencing thousands of impacts, and he had a splitting headache.
"No, it's a divine soul attack!"
Shen Lang's whole body was covered with chills, and the golden ape pattern on his chest flashed on and off.
"Golden light caressing the top!"
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, displaying the magical power of the golden-eyed stone ape.
"Buzz buzz!"
A strange golden stream of light swept across Shen Lang's body. Bathed in the golden light, the discomfort in Shen Lang's brain was instantly dispelled.
After breaking through the middle stage of integration, Shen Lang could actively use the golden-eyed stone ape's natal magical power in human form, but it was only limited to the golden light touching the top, and the red lotus karma fire could not be used.
I still don't have enough control over the true spirit bloodline, and I may have to wait until I break through the Mahayana to fully control it.
The Hunyuan Qi in Shen Lang's body had been exhausted before, and now he can only use the golden light stroke to resist the attack of the soul. However, the soul defense ability of this magical power is even more powerful than the Hunyuan Qi!
"Nine Nether Sword Formation!"
After regaining consciousness, Shen Lang was filled with shock and anger, and directly launched the Nine Nether Sword Formation.
"Boohoo!"
The Nine Star Swords turned into sword shadows that filled the sky, and rushed towards Leng Wushuang, who was still playing the flute hard.
Leng Wushuang was shocked. He had been playing the flute for a long time but he didn't hurt Shen Lang. He didn't expect that this bastard could still resist the soul attack from his flute!
Seeing the terrifying sword shadow approaching, Leng Wushuang quickly pulled out a golden shield and shouted loudly: "Hunyuan Holy Shield, go!"
The golden shield formed a golden light curtain like a city wall, blocking Shen Lang.
"Dong dong dong!"
The large sword shadow was completely blocked by the golden light curtain, making explosive sounds one after another.
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Seeing that the Nine Nether Sword Formation that he used with all his strength was completely blocked, Shen Lang frowned.
Although he broke through the middle stage of integration, the power of the Nine Nether Sword Formation has not increased much. Shen Lang himself is a body of five elements. In the early stage of integration, he can provide maximum spiritual power to the Nine Nether Sword Formation, plus his sword
Dian has not yet reached the fifteenth level of cultivation, and his progress is limited.
The Hunyuan Holy Shield used by Leng Wushuang is one of the top Hunyuan magic weapons. Its defensive power can be ranked in the top three of all the best ancient spiritual treasures. It is not unusual for it to be able to block Shen Lang's full-strength Jiuyou Sword Formation.
"Hunyuan Whip Lock, go!"
After Leng Wushuang blocked Shen Lang's attack, he quickly threw out a top-notch Hunyuan magic weapon.
A red-gold chain flew towards Shen Lang like lightning.
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"Heaven's Lock, kill!"
Shen Lang shouted loudly, and the golden chain pattern on his arm swelled with golden light. The golden chain flew out and struck Leng Wushuang like golden lightning.
The space within the secret realm of Kyushu is extremely stable. With Shen Lang's cultivation, it is impossible for the Heavenly Lock to be hidden in the space.
The two chains passed by each other in mid-air, sparking bright sparks.
Both are binding magic weapons, but the speed of Heavenly Lock is obviously superior!
"Lock of Heavenly Spirit Treasure!"
Leng Wushuang was shocked, not expecting that Shen Lang still had this treasure on him.
In fact, this Lock of the Sky was originally the treasure of their Fallen Heaven Clan, and was stolen by a monk named Red Dragon Ghost Lord tens of thousands of years ago. His father, the Fallen Heaven Ghost Emperor, even chased this monk across the continent, but was accidentally killed.
He fled and his whereabouts are unknown.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang got the Lock of Heaven.
Leng Wushuang was well aware of the power of the Heavenly Chain. Seeing the golden chain coming, he couldn't dodge it. He gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a blood mist and enveloped his whole body.
"Fallen Heaven and Transmigration Dafa!"
With an angry shout, Leng Wushuang's figure disappeared in the blood mist and teleported ten thousand meters away, allowing the Sky Lock to hit the air.
In the outside world, his magical power can teleport tens of thousands of miles at least (it can only be used once in a short period of time), mainly because the space in this Kyushu secret realm is too stable.
Leng Wushuang, who was ten thousand meters away, gasped for breath. Unexpectedly, after a few rounds of fighting with Shen Lang, he not only failed to gain the upper hand, but also suffered a big loss!
Shen Lang struck out with a Sky Star Slash, and at the critical moment, he blasted away the incoming Hunyuan Whip Lock.
Although Leng Wushuang relied on his impressive magic weapon to fight him several times, the opponent's overall strength should not be underestimated. It was much stronger than Feng Yaotian and his ilk.
"Stop watching the show there! Just in case, you hurry up and seize the corpse of the true spirit!" Leng Wushuang shouted angrily at the other four elders of the Fallen Heaven Clan who were watching the show.
"yes!"
Hearing Leng Wushuang's angry scolding, the four elders were shocked and immediately rushed towards the altar.