The corpse bear had no time to dodge, and was hit by the giant ape's stuffed fist on the right face, making a huge muffled sound.
"Ouch!" The Corpse Bear screamed, several of its teeth shattered, and a large amount of green blood spilled from its mouth.
The golden-haired giant ape was extremely violent, and its huge fists hit the corpse bear like raindrops.
Within a few breaths, a large amount of blood gushed out from the corpse bear's mouth, nose and ears after being beaten, and he looked a bit miserable.
The corpse bear was not a living creature, and it did not know what fear was. It kept shouting "ouch" and fought with the giant ape like crazy.
Su Ruoxue was also skimming the formation, drawing out her sword from time to time and striking out the sword light towards the corpse bear.
Ten seconds later, under the domineering attack of the golden-haired giant ape, the corpse bear was beaten so badly that he could not even get up.
The giant ape grabbed the corpse bear's thick hind legs and smashed the corpse bear around like a whip.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
The corpse bear repeatedly collided with the ground, a large amount of green blood splashed everywhere, and the ground was smashed with cracks.
Seeing that it was almost done, Shen Lang released the transformation, picked up the Sky-breaking Ge at his feet, circulated his true energy, and three crescent moon blue lights shot out.
Su Ruoxue also struck out a sword light with all her strength.
The two attacks hit the corpse bear's chest at the same time. The blue and white light collided with each other, causing a loud explosion. The corpse bear's huge body flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.
The corpse bear was completely ravaged, and screamed "Ouch" from its mouth. A piece of white stuff exploded from its chest, and white air was leaking out of its body.
Shen Lang originally wanted to use Bai Qingshan to overwhelm him, but Su Ruoxue shouted to stop: "Shen Lang, that's it! If you keep fighting, this thing will die."
"Oh." Shen Lang immediately stopped.
After saying that, Su Ruoxue used the Blood Charm Divine Light, and a bloody light shot out from her eyes, completely covering the corpse bear's body.
The corpse bear's huge body stopped moving, and a ball of thick white air was about to be pulled out by the bloody light.
Shen Lang stretched out one hand, and the soul-swallowing bottle appeared in his palm. He poured real energy into the bottle, and white light emitted from the mouth of the bottle.
The white gas in the corpse bear's body was pulled out at an accelerated speed, and the large white gas soul-swallowing bottle forcibly sucked it away.
The soul power of this corpse bear is indeed powerful enough, close to the soul power of a thousand Void Realm martial artists, and even equivalent to the soul power of half a Nirvana strongman.
Shen Lang was overjoyed that he had spent a lot of real energy to transform once in vain, and the amount of souls in the soul-swallowing bottle had significantly increased.
After the soul was absorbed by the soul-swallowing bottle, the corpse bear's huge body turned into fly ash in an instant.
Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale, and she used all her strength twice to exert the Blood Charm Divine Light, and her body reached its limit.
The main reason is that her cultivation level is not enough. Although the ability of the Blood Charm Divine Light is extremely amazing, it also needs to rely on the host's own strength.
"Shen Lang, we don't have much time, let's go quickly!" Su Ruoxue said to Shen Lang with strong energy.
Shen Lang nodded slightly, stepped forward and picked up the woman's slender waist, picked her up, and moved forward quickly.
Su Ruoxue's face turned red. The two of them had been intimate many times, and she gradually lost her shyness. She let the man hold her like this, closed her eyes, and began to regain her luck.
After traveling at high speed for several minutes, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue successfully left Guiweiling Ridge and finally cleared the level.
Speaking of which, the levels set up in the Barbarian Palace are really too difficult. This is only the second level, and the difficulty is so abnormal.
Shen Lang couldn't imagine how difficult the next levels would be, but now he had no choice but to hope that he could get some big killer weapon in the Barbarian Palace and get rid of the two Nirvana monks outside.
Shen Lang only has 30% of the four-color true energy left in his body. It is almost impossible to pass the next level in this weak state.
Treasures will only appear in the Barbarian Palace after passing the third level. If you cannot pass the third level, there is no need to talk about anything.
Shen Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Fortunately, the Soul-Swallowing Bottle in Guichou Ridge has absorbed a large number of souls, and the Bone Puppet should be able to come out to assist in later levels.
After passing through the end of Ghost Crying Ridge, a burst of white light flashed, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were teleported out.
"Whoosh!"
Opening their eyes again, the two of them came to a golden hall with an extremely gorgeous and majestic shape. The surrounding space was extremely wide, equivalent to a large square, but it was not open-air, covering nearly tens of thousands of square meters.
There is a statue enshrined in the center of the golden hall. The statue is of a strong young man, standing proudly, with a back like a sword, wearing battle armor and a cape on his shoulders. He holds a giant ax in his right hand and an ancient lamp on his left and right.
The whole statue has an astonishing momentum, giving people a solemn and dignified feeling that cannot help but be looked at.
"Could this be a sculpture of a barbarian god?" Shen Lang thought to himself.
The ones enshrined in the Barbarian God Palace may only be Barbarian Gods.
Of course, the statues in the golden hall are not the point. The point is that besides himself and Su Ruoxue, there are other people in the hall.
There were almost two hundred monks sitting around the hall, sitting cross-legged and meditating to recover.
These people were surrounded by a golden light shield, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were also covered by the light shield.
Shen Lang also discovered that this golden mask was equivalent to a certain defensive formation, blocking the outside world. Even if the people outside made progress, the people inside could not get out.
"The third level, fighting! The level will officially open in one day. Everyone in the hall will fight. The last ten people left behind will be considered as the level. After the level is cleared, treasures will flow out." A heavy message came to Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue again.
It echoed in my ears.
"Fighting?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and immediately understood the meaning of the third level.
No wonder the monks in the hall were covered by defensive formations.
The setting of this level is very straightforward. The monks currently sitting cross-legged and meditating around the hall should all have passed the second level.
Now these monks are seizing the time to meditate, recover from the injuries and exhaustion from passing one or two levels before, and prepare for the official battle that will begin one day later.
The third level is equivalent to giving all those who have passed the level before a chance to take a breath and regain their health. Looking at it this way, it seems fair.
It is also worth mentioning about the fighting in this third level. The main hall here is equivalent to a fantasy array, but the power of the monks can be fully exerted.
Limited by the magical restraining power of the illusory formation, monks who die in the fight will not die, but will be directly counted as a failure to break through and be teleported out.
Shen Lang took out a spirit-boosting pill from the storage ring, handed it to Su Ruoxue, and said, "Hurry up and recover."
Su Ruoxue said "Hmm" without saying anything more. She also understood the rules of this third level.
Shen Lang glanced at the monks in the hall, there were about two hundred of them.
Shen Lang came to the main hall relatively late because he was in coma and meditated for half an hour after clearing the first level.
I remember that there should be tens of thousands of monks entering the Manshen Palace. By the third level, there were only more than 200 people left. The rest of the monks should have been eliminated by the first and second levels. This elimination rate is really high.
Outrageous.
More than two hundred monks fought each other to determine the last ten, which was quite cruel. But fortunately, those who died in the fighting would not really die.
Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue each swallowed a spirit-boosting pill and began to meditate to recover.