2300. Chapter 2300 Encounter with the wind and snow again
The two attacks are equally superior and inferior.
Shen Lang took advantage of the Phantom Demon Butterfly's fright, quickly approached and pulled the girl over.
Before the phantom demon butterfly could react, Shen Lang launched an attack first, opening his mouth and spitting out the Nine Fire God Embers.
The fire, as powerful as the blazing sun, formed a whirlpool of flames and swept towards the phantom demon butterfly.
"hiss!"
Phantom Demon Butterfly took a breath of cold air, not expecting Shen Lang's attack to come so quickly!
"Magic light!"
He quickly retreated, flapped his wings fiercely, and a large ray of light suddenly emerged from his dark golden wings, and he collided with the rapidly approaching flame vortex.
"boom!!!"
There was another earth-shattering muffled sound, and Shen Lang retreated a hundred meters. The apricot-yellow light wall in front of him blocked the aftermath of the explosion.
The phantom demon butterfly was knocked away by the power of the explosion, with a large amount of black smoke rising from its body, and its face turned earth-colored.
"Ah! You are..."
The girl in Shen Lang's arms looked at Shen Lang's face in horror, and immediately stood stunned on the spot, with a long mouth, and was completely shocked and speechless!
"Sir, who are you and why are you invading the territory of my Phantom Butterfly Clan!" Phantom Demon Butterfly stared at Shen Lang in mid-air and roared with gritted teeth.
On the surface, this person looks like he is just a monk in the late stage of cultivating the void, but judging from the combat power he just displayed, he is probably a monk in the integration stage who has hidden his cultivation.
How could such a character suddenly appear? Phantom Demon Butterfly's face became very ugly.
"Who I am is not something you have to worry about. As for why I broke into the territory of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan, it is naturally to kill you!"
Shen Lang smiled sinisterly, turned his right hand, and recalled the Hunyuan Golden Sword.
Feeling the terrifying evil aura emanating from Shen Lang's body, the Phantom Demon Butterfly was extremely panicked and roared towards the surroundings: "Are you losers just watching the show? Come on!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Hurry and support the clan leader!"
A dozen or so Elders of the Phantom Butterfly Tribe in the Void Refining Stage nearby shouted out, trying to use their magical powers to attack Shen Lang together.
"Five-color phantom light!"
Shen Lang glanced at the rabble, opened his mouth and spat out five-color phantom light.
The five-color beam of light swept across the Void Refining Stage elders of the Illusion Butterfly Clan like a laser cannon. Wherever it passed, the Void Refining Stage Elders of the Illusion Butterfly Clan were all restrained.
"ah!!!"
The elders of the Huandie Clan who were in the early stage of Void Refining and even the middle stage of Void Refining were shot by the five-color phantom light, and their souls were shattered and they died instantly!
Only a few elders in the late stage of Xuefengxing managed to survive, but they held their heads and screamed, their faces were extremely distorted, a large amount of blood gushed out from their mouths, noses and ears, and their combat effectiveness was zero.
Shen Lang casually waved the Hunyuan Golden Sword in his hand a few times, and the dazzling golden sword light rushed out like ocean waves, swallowing up the restrained elders of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
After a violent bombardment, the bodies of the elders of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan in the Void Refining Stage were strangled into a bloody mist by the golden sword light, and they were killed on the spot.
Almost in just one breath, all the surrounding elders of the Phantom Butterfly Clan died!
The girl in Shen Lang's arms was extremely shocked. It really was thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. She never expected that this man was now so powerful that even she needed to look up to him.
"Five...five colors of phantom light! Are you a demon cultivator from the giant toad tribe?"
The phantom demon butterfly's eyes showed fear and horror.
Shen Lang was too lazy to respond and rushed towards the Phantom Demon Butterfly with the Hunyuan Golden Sword in hand.
Phantom Demon Butterfly was so frightened that her scalp was numb, and she hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, we have no grievances, so don't be impulsive! If you want these human cauldrons, I can give them to you, don't fight anymore!"
Shen Lang turned a deaf ear to these nonsense, and went up with an Aurora Slash, slashing towards the head of the phantom butterfly.
The overwhelming golden sword light formed a golden straight line, thousands of golden sword shadows emerged from the straight line, and tiny cracks were opened in the space.
The phantom demon butterfly was so frightened that it could only flap its wings violently, emitting a large ray of light, trying to resist Shen Lang's attack.
However, this counterattack could not shake Shen Lang's full-strength Aurora Slash.
"boom!!!"
The violent golden sword shadow directly dispersed the ghostly light, and the sword shadow directly hit the Phantom Demon Butterfly's head. The opponent's head instantly shattered, and was strangled by the sword shadow into a bloody mist. It was too horrible to watch.
After one blow, half of Phantom Demon Butterfly's body was gone and he died on the spot.
The Phantom Demon Butterfly's combat power was average, and Shen Lang easily killed the opponent.
Shen Lang put down the girl in his arms and immediately rushed forward, greedily sucking the blood of the phantom butterfly.
"Grrrrrr!"
A large amount of blood poured into his throat. Shen Lang felt that the blood in his body was boiling, the bones in his body were clanking, and his meridians were bulging.
A ball of blood spirit energy flew out from between the eyebrows and entered the corpse of the phantom demon butterfly.
The next moment, the blood spirit energy pulled out the soul of the phantom demon butterfly. The soul turned into air flow and was swallowed by Shen Lang.
Severe pain struck again, and the blood of the phantom butterfly was integrating into his body.
It may be because Shen Lang has many bloodlines of holy spirit beasts in his body, which restrict each other. The newly integrated bloodlines can be suppressed by the power of other bloodlines quickly.
In short, Shen Lang did not suffer too much pain this time.
The whole process took less than half a minute. Shen Lang had successfully swallowed the bloodline of the phantom butterfly, and a dark golden butterfly pattern condensed on its waist.
"Bang!"
After devouring the bloodline of the phantom demon butterfly, Shen Lang's physical body suddenly let out a roar. The spiritual power in his body seemed to explode, and astonishing spiritual pressure spread out in all directions.
His cultivation level finally reached the peak of the late stage of Void Refining!
Shen Lang is in a good mood!
Using the six-character mantra, Shen Lang quickly suppressed the manic spiritual power in his body and let out a breath of turbid air.
Opening his eyes, he saw that the demon cultivators of the Phantom Butterfly Clan around him had already fled in all directions. They were frightened by Shen Lang's terrifying strength. Even the clan leader died, so they naturally had no intention of resisting.
Only the seven human female cultivators were left shivering in the cage under the ancient tree. The women looked at Shen Lang with panicked eyes.
Shen Lang waved the Hunyuan Golden Sword in his hand, split open the prison cell, and cut off the Cloud Swallowing Locks tied to the hands and feet of the women.
"Okay, you are free, get out of here quickly."
After saying that, Shen Lang took out some clothes from the storage ring and threw them to the seven human female cultivators.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
The girls felt relieved and had tears in their eyes. Fortunately, Shen Lang was not such a treacherous person. They all knelt down and thanked Shen Lang.
Five of the female nuns may have been frightened, so they hurriedly put on their clothes and fled immediately.
There were two other female cultivators with downcast eyes, regardless of their shyness, and they said very straightforwardly: "Senior, even if I leave, I might not be able to get out of the golden green sandbank. I would like to be the maid of the senior and serve you with tea and water."
I can sleep with you, I just ask senior to take me in!"
Shen Lang simply shook his head and said: "I don't want a maid, you can go. I'm not familiar with you, so I saved your life. As for whether you can survive in the future, it all depends on your own destiny."
Seeing Shen Lang's straightforward refusal, the two female cultivators felt extremely disappointed and had no choice but to put on their clothes and leave.
After all the seven female cultivators in the prison left, Shen Lang's eyes shifted to the girl he had rescued before.
The girl was also wearing a pink dress at this moment. Being stared at by Shen Lang, the girl seemed a little shy and embarrassed. She hurriedly arranged her messy hair and makeup, blushed and bent down and bowed: "Little girl Feng Baixue , I’ve met Brother Shen… no, it’s Senior Shen!”
"Sure enough, it's you! Feng Baixue, we haven't seen each other for more than a thousand years. I didn't expect that we would meet again here." Shen Lang said with emotion.