Seeing Shen Lang offering a pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure with astonishing defensive power, Demon Soul's face became extremely gloomy.
Even in the ancient times 100,000 years ago, it was difficult for ordinary mid- to late-stage Nascent Soul monks to possess a purely defensive pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure.
Because only monks from the ancient times hundreds of thousands of years ago were able to imitate the Great Desolate Spiritual Treasures, and the fake Great Desolate Spiritual Treasures imitated by later generations are relatively rubbish.
"boom!"
Finally, the black spear shattered the purple-gold giant turtle's shell, and the entire shell collapsed into pieces.
"Ouch!"
The amethyst giant armored turtle phantom let out a shrill scream, and was completely killed by the black spear, causing the phantom to collapse.
Although the weapon spirit of the purple crystal handkerchief was destroyed, it still played a huge role. In the process of the shell of the giant purple crystal turtle being shattered, the power of the black spear was constantly weakened.
The weapon spirit paid the price with his life, which weakened the power of the black spear to an extremely low level, and the originally strong black light on the spear also disappeared.
"Block it for me!"
Shen Lang's face was extremely ferocious, and he frantically activated his spiritual power to maximize the use of the amethyst handkerchief.
I saw a huge purple brocade handkerchief covering the incoming black spear with lightning speed, trying to withstand the impact of the black spear.
"Hiss!"
The brocade handkerchief was torn apart by the black spear.
The amethyst handkerchief was destroyed.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of Shen Lang's mouth. He had just poured spiritual power into the amethyst handkerchief as if he was risking his life. Now that the amethyst handkerchief was destroyed, the backlash he suffered was severe.
After the black spear destroyed the amethyst handkerchief, its power was almost completely weakened.
Shen Lang forcibly suppressed the injury with Shengyang's battle energy. He had no time to recall the Lei Ze light-splitting sword, so he opened his mouth and spat out several bowl-sized Kanli thunderbolts, releasing almost 30% of the Kanli thunderbolts in his body in one breath.
"Boom!"
Several golden thunderbolts hit the black spear, making a deafening roar.
"bite!"
The black spear finally gave up its strength and was hit by the golden lightning. It fell to the ground, with white smoke still rising from the tip of the spear.
"Kanli Leiden?" Demon Soul was completely dumbfounded and couldn't help shouting.
It was enough for him to be surprised that this kid could possess a huge amount of Yuyang Golden Thunder. He didn't expect that he could even have magical powers like Kanli Thunder. The Demon Soul was really unbelievable and thought something was wrong in his heart.
The demon soul has no body, so the attack with the magic weapon spear just now required the expenditure of his soul power. Although he has been able to maintain his soul power with the black and yellow energy of Jiuyi Cauldron in the past 100,000 years, his soul power will still be lost very slowly.
dissipates at a rate.
Using the magic weapon spear consumes too much soul power, which is tantamount to using his life as a bet. Moreover, the blow just now has consumed part of the soul power, causing his soul body function to decline, and he is temporarily unable to perform such a level of attack.
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Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Kanli Leiden was also one of the three great Yang Lei and had a strong ability to restrain magic weapons. Otherwise, even the black spear whose power was greatly weakened would have been difficult for him to resist.
Unexpectedly, this demon could be so powerful, Shen Lang felt a little numb. Things had reached this point, and he had no way out.
The Jiuli Sword Formation has been functioning. A large amount of sword light surrounded the demon soul. The sword light formed a network of Yuyang Golden Thunder, making it difficult for the demon soul to escape.
"Quick!" Shen Lang immediately activated his sword light and strangled the demon souls in the formation.
Seeing the overwhelming sword light approaching, the demon soul immediately summoned the black spear.
"Ding ding ding!"
The demon soul waved the black spear crazily, resisting the strangulation of a large number of sword lights.
Shen Lang also frantically activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to launch an attack.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while.
The original violent expression of the demon soul completely disappeared, and he became a little scared in his heart. The blow just now did consume too much of his soul power, and now it is a bit difficult to use the magic weapon.
This weird sword formation is too tricky, the opponent has too much Yuyang Golden Thunder, and there are also Kanli Thunder. The demon soul is worried that it will be too much for itself.
Shen Lang gradually breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the demon soul could still perform such a naughty attack just now, but the opponent did not. This definitely meant that the demon soul was probably unable to launch attacks of that level again.
"There's a show!"
In excitement, Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation even more crazily. The sword light was like ocean waves, attacking towards the demon soul one after another.
The more the demon soul fights, the more frightened it becomes.
Although he was certain that the amount of Yuyang Golden Thunder possessed by Shen Lang was absolutely limited, but since he had no physical body, he could only consume soul power when fighting the enemy. Even if the consumption was very slight, he would never be able to withstand a long-term fierce battle.
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If you keep fighting like this, you will suffer big losses!
Demon Soul felt extremely humiliated, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "Boy, you have some skills! But it seems that there is no point in fighting you like this. We can..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Lang interrupted: "Old man, don't try to fool me with your sweet words. Go ahead and die for me!" Shen Lang has a lot of experience in fighting enemies. He is usually the kind of person who thinks he is invincible and likes to pretend to be invincible.
The cool guys all have one thing in common.
He just wants to defeat himself impatiently to show off his powerful power. But now that Demon Soul specializes in defense and is fighting against him, it is probably no longer possible.
The Jiuli Sword Formation had been pushed to the extreme by Shen Lang, and violent red-gold thunder and lightning illuminated the entire cave.
The demon soul's face was terrifyingly gloomy. He could no longer launch any powerful attacks and could only struggle to defend against the strangulation of the Jiuli Sword Formation.
Ten minutes later, the two were still in a difficult stalemate.
The demon soul was just like before, still wielding the black spear to resist the strangulation of the Jiuli Sword Formation.
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. Although the demon soul didn't perform any more powerful attacks, it was much more difficult than he thought.
The sword array has been strangled for so long, but it still hasn't broken through the demon soul's defense.
"Damn, the skin is too hard!"
Shen Lang cursed in his heart, the remaining amount of Yuyang Golden Thunder could not last long.
In fact, the demon soul was also panicked. He had already consumed a lot of his soul power and could no longer consume it.
The demon soul had no choice but to grit his teeth and shout:
"Boy, I don't believe that your Yuyang Golden Thunder is endless. When the golden thunder is used up, you should know the consequences! Although I can't take you down, but you want to kill me, that's just a daydream! Instead of wasting it here
, why not make another deal, as long as you can help me get out, I will give you a huge benefit!"
Shen Lang's eyes narrowed. The Yuyang Golden Thunder in the nine-handle new Lei Ze Light Splitting Sword had indeed been consumed. At most, it could only last for two minutes and then it would probably run out.
Originally, Shen Lang didn't want to pay attention to the demon soul, but he was forced to do so, so he had to pretend.
"Stop bragging, what benefit can you, a trapped demon soul, bring to me?" Shen Lang asked seemingly casually.