"Two pieces of trash, do you think you can run away?"
Shen Lang laughed ferociously, and the giant ape transformed into the form of Lei Peng and chased after the ink dragon and the mammoth elephant.
"Boom!"
There was a sound of thunder, Lei Peng used the Flying Thunder Escape Technique, and caught up with Mo Jiao in an instant, and grabbed Mo Jiao's head with a pair of sharp claws.
After grabbing and pulling, Mo Jiao's head was left with a heavy scratch mark. Although the physical strength of Lei Peng's posture is not as good as Qingshan Giant Ape, it is not weak either.
Mo Jiao grinned in pain and tried his best to resist, trying to bite Lei Peng's claws with his sharp teeth.
How could Shen Lang let this beast get his wish? The golden roc poured out dense thunder and lightning from its body and attacked Mo Jiao.
"Ho ho ho!"
Mo Jiao was paralyzed by the electricity, his limbs kept twitching, and he screamed like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Shen Lang once again used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit, transformed into the posture of the Mountain-Qing Giant Ape, summoned Bingpo Mountain, and used all his strength to hit Mo Jiao on the head.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and Mo Jiao was smashed to pieces. Most of his head was frozen, and he fainted.
Shen Lang did not take Mo Jiao's life for the time being, so he transformed into the form of Lei Peng and chased towards the mammoth giant elephant.
The mammoth was huge, but its speed was slow. Shen Lang easily caught up with the behemoth, transformed into a mountain-bearing giant ape, and fought with the mammoth.
Shen Lang's physical strength alone is no less than that of a ninth-level monster, let alone holding a pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure.
The giant mammoth was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back after just a few encounters. In the end, the giant ape smashed it to death alive with an ice mountain, and its soul was crushed.
After killing the mammoth, Shen Lang returned and killed the ink dragon.
In less than two minutes, two demon cultivators were killed in a row.
Thunder Whale, who was still fighting with Ouyang Changfeng, saw this scene and was frightened.
The Thunder Whale could barely withstand Ouyang Changfeng's fierce attack with its super defensive power, but it was only defensive and had no energy left to launch a counterattack.
The Sea-Swallowing Ape is dead, as are the Black Dragon and the Mammoth Giant. He and the Snake King, who was beaten to death, have no chance of coming back and defeating these two people.
Thunder Whale wanted to retreat and wanted to escape, but felt that he could not escape from the hands of these two people. He knew that his speed was a big shortcoming.
"Fellow Daoist...Fellow Daoist, calm down and stop fighting! I beg for mercy, please let me go!" Thunder Whale suppressed the humiliation in his heart and shouted directly to Ouyang Changfeng.
"Netherworld Dragon Slash!"
Ouyang Changfeng ignored the thunder whale's cry and frantically injected spiritual energy into the ulna sword in his hand, draining nearly half of the spiritual energy from his body in one breath.
"Buzz buzz!"
I saw the Ulna Sword shining with a powerful black light, and the shadows of all the evil dragons surrounding the sword condensed together to form a huge evil dragon with a body length of one hundred meters, charging towards the Thunder Whale with ferocity.
"Ouch!"
The evil dragon bared its teeth and claws, and its whole body was burning with black flames. Wherever it passed, the sea water turned into nothingness.
Feeling the terrifying power of the evil dragon, the Thunder Whale gasped in fright and condensed a large amount of thunder and lightning all over its body, trying to defend itself against the evil dragon's attack.
Ouyang Changfeng's strongest attack was so powerful that the evil dragon finally broke through the Thunder Whale's electric defense and opened a bloody hole in the Thunder Whale's back. A large area of flesh and blood was burned by the black flame carried by the evil dragon.
ash.
The evil dragon's attack was not over yet. After punching a bloody hole in the Thunder Whale's back, it immediately rushed into the Thunder Whale's body.
"Roar!"
As if hot molten liquid was pouring into its body, the thunder whale roared in pain, and its huge body rolled in the sea.
The evil dragon is formed from the ulnar sword, so Ouyang Changfeng can naturally control the actions of the evil dragon.
Ouyang Changfeng pinched his fingers, and the evil dragon directly penetrated the Thunder Whale's body, spitting out black magic fire crazily inside its body, burning the flesh, blood, organs, meridians and bones in the Thunder Whale's body.
"Ouch!"
The Thunder Whale was tortured to the point of death, with a large amount of blood pouring out of its mouth.
The outcome has been decided. Although the Thunder Whale's scales are powerful in defense, the flesh and blood inside are still extremely fragile. If the dragon burrows into it, it will have no choice but to wait for death!
"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me...Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me! Let me go, I am willing to be your spiritual beast!" The Thunder Whale let out a shrill scream and begged Ouyang Changfeng for mercy, throwing out his last weight.
Ouyang Changfeng sneered and said: "It's ridiculous, what's the use of your useless human shield as a spiritual beast? You'll die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil dragon bit into pieces of the Thunder Whale's heart, and the heart part was burned to pieces.
After the thunder whale's huge body twisted a few times, it expired and died!
The soul flew out of the corpse's head and was pierced by the ulnar sword that flew out at the same time, killing him completely.
All four demon cultivators died, and now only the six-winged black snake king who is trapped in the Jiuli Sword Formation is left.
The six-winged black snake king's heart sank to the bottom. He never dreamed that things would develop like this. He thought that if he and four demon cultivators took action, Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng would never be able to escape.
But he never expected that he would capsize in the ditch and be killed by the opponent!
No wonder the powerful Yuanhe Duoshenghui personally went to Golden Dragon Island to hunt down these two people. It turns out that the strength of these two people has reached such a terrifying level. I am afraid that the monks in the later stage of Yuanying are no match for Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng.
Shen Lang returned to the Jiuli Sword Formation, looked at the six-winged snake trapped in the sword formation, and sneered: "Snake King, I'm sorry, I just killed a few small fish, and kept you waiting for a long time. I
I’m here to kill you now!”
After saying that, Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation again, and a large number of sword lights strangled the Snake King in the formation. Each sword light was like a small thunderstorm whirlwind, bouncing dense red-gold arcs.
"Boohoo!"
The Snake King, whose body was already riddled with wounds, began to have wounds one after another, and blood was pouring out.
"Brother Shen, let me help you!"
After Ouyang Changfeng killed the Thunder Whale, he quickly rushed towards Shen Lang, preparing to cooperate with Shen Lang to kill the Six-Winged Black Snake King.
"No...don't kill me!"
The six-winged black snake king was completely desperate and screamed like a ghost howling like a wolf. He no longer had the aloofness of the past, and endless fear welled up in his heart.
Shen Lang sneered and said: "Snake King, it's not up to you. Who made you so lucky to have it delivered to your door yourself?"
"Don't... don't kill me, I am willing to be your spiritual beast and serve you as my master!" The Six-Winged Black Snake King was completely discouraged and screamed in terror. In order to survive, he said the same words as the Thunder Whale before.
"Be my master? I already have a spirit beast. What do I want from you, a piece of trash? But it's not impossible to ask me to spare your life. This dear friend of mine happens to have no spirit beast. As long as you are willing to serve him as my master."
Master, make your own blood contract between master and servant, and I will let you go!"
Shen Lang pointed at Ouyang Changfeng and said seriously.
Ouyang Changfeng's eyes lit up. He really didn't like the thunder whale just now, but the six-winged black snake king did meet his requirements.