3237. Chapter 3237 This uncle will not save you a second time!
"Boom!!!"
There was a loud sound like the ground was shaking, the Yin Thunder of Guishui like a raging tsunami, and the biting cold light swallowed up and drowned the seven Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses.
Terrifying energy swept around, a large number of rocks shattered, and the land collapsed.
"Ouch!"
Swallowed by black thunder and lightning and cold light, the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses let out low and weird roars, as if they were feeling severe pain.
At the same time that the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses were attacked, a black storm swept towards Bai Weiwei with lightning speed and rolled her to a safe position behind.
Bai Weiwei originally thought she was dead, but suddenly, a black shadow flashed before her eyes, and a strong arm wrapped around her waist, resisting the impact of the explosion.
After the explosion subsided, Bai Weiwei realized that she had been rescued!
Shen Lang appeared out of nowhere and held her in his arms.
"Shen...Shen Lang?"
Bai Weiwei's beautiful eyes were fixed on the man beside her, her pretty face was stunned, and her body was as stiff as a sculpture.
She couldn't believe her eyes, and she even suspected that it was a hallucination she saw before she died!
After all, Bai Weiwei has been completely obsessed with Shen Lang since she left the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, and has been obsessed with this man. Now that Shen Lang suddenly appeared in front of her and saved her life, Bai Weiwei felt like a dream.
"Oh, you woman has a good memory, you still remember my name." Shen Lang glanced at Bai Weiwei and said with a cold expression.
He was originally unwilling to take action, but after all, Bai Weiwei was a descendant of the Seven Saints, and he couldn't just watch her die. So he asked Xia Shan'er to wait where she was, and he rescued Bai Weiwei alone.
"Shen Lang...it's really you, am I not dreaming?"
Bai Weiwei looked dazed. She had imagined many death scenarios, but she never dreamed that Shen Lang would come to save her like a god from heaven.
"You...you have actually broken through to the realm of immortality?"
After re-examining Shen Lang, Bai Weiwei was completely shocked. It was less than a hundred years before the hunting trial, but Shen Lang had broken through to the human-immortal realm so quickly.
Looking at the dumbfounded Bai Weiwei, Shen Lang said with some boredom: "Woman, if you are not strong enough, get out of here. I will not save you a second time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang pushed Bai Weiwei away from his arms.
If it weren't for the fact that Bai Weiwei was a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan, Shen Lang wouldn't have bothered to save her.
Maybe it was because this woman was too slutty, and Shen Lang was instinctively disgusted with her.
"You...do you hate me that much?"
Bai Weiwei originally thought that Shen Lang appeared as a hero to save the beauty, and she was very happy in her heart, but Shen Lang's words were like a wake-up call, which broke her heart.
In his eyes, is he really that disgusting?
Shen Lang ignored Bai Weiwei and turned his attention to the seven Han Demon Sky corpses that were blown away by the Guishui Dragon Thunder.
After the explosion completely stopped, most of the bodies of the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses were frozen, with dense black arcs bouncing around their whole bodies, making a crackling sound and a large amount of white smoke. Their bodies were unable to move for a while.
"roar!!!"
Although the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses suffered a certain degree of damage, it was not enough to damage their physical bodies. The seven golden-haired zombies quickly struggled to get up, roaring with mad rage from their mouths, and the surface of their bodies burned. A large amount of blood-colored flames began to quickly dissolve the ice on the surface of the body and the bouncing black arcs.
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. Even the Guishui Dragon Thunder could not cause much damage. The bodies of these golden-haired zombies were too strong.
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"Be careful, this is the Heavenly Corpse of the Drought Demon. It is invulnerable to weapons and bullets, water and fire. The poisonous fire it spits out can easily kill the murderous immortal monks. Shen Lang, although I don't know why you came to the Holy Spirit Mountains for your purpose, but you intervened in this matter.
Your life is definitely in danger, so leave quickly before the spy comes after you!"
Seeing that Han Ba Tian Zhi seemed to be regaining his mobility, Bai Weiwei gritted her silver teeth and reminded Shen Lang to leave.
Although Bai Weiwei was moved by Shen Lang saving her, she also didn't want to see Shen Lang fall into danger.
Shen Lang's heart moved, and he said expressionlessly: "Woman, I don't need you to give me orders about what I want to do. If you are afraid, just step aside obediently."
Now that he had rescued Bai Weiwei, Shen Lang had to meet the black-robed monk.
Just at this moment, Wu Zang came over from a distance with three other Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses, and he was also carrying Yuan Fei who had fainted.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds!"
Seeing that Shen Lang rescued Bai Weiwei and injured seven of his own Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses, Wu Zang became furious and yelled at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang glanced at Wu Zang and wrote lightly: "Who am I? I don't need to worry about you. If you can let go of the two descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan behind me, I will take care of everything."
It didn’t happen, what do you think?”
The Seven Sages of Meishan were very kind to him. This time when the descendants of the Seven Sages were in trouble, Shen Lang's conscience would not allow him to ignore them.
The black-robed old man in front of him had ten Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses at the peak level of human immortals. Shen Lang was not sure if he was going to face such a difficult opponent.
Anyway, if you can't fight, just run away. Even if you are not hostile, you can still be sure of your escape.
Wu Zang looked at Shen Lang for a few times, and felt disgusted in his heart. He said sarcastically: "You are the only child in the early stage of human immortality who is qualified to negotiate terms with me? You really don't know how to live or die!"
"Golden Corpse, kill him for me!"
As Wu Zang shouted loudly, the three Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses beside him brandished the bloody giant axes in their hands and slashed towards Shen Lang.
"Nine-turn golden body!"
Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and he immediately displayed his nine-turn golden body. A large number of golden runes poured out from his body, covering his whole body, and his skin glowed with golden light.
After activating the Nine Turns Gold, Shen Lang's physical abilities surged, and he turned sideways like a ghost to avoid the slashes of the giant axes in the hands of the three Drought Demon Sky Corpses.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Shen Lang turned into a golden light and shuttled back and forth around the three Drought Demon Celestial Corpses. All three Drought Demon Celestial Corpses cut a hole in the air.
"Tsk!"
Wu Zang's old face couldn't hide the look of surprise.
This boy is only an early human immortal, but his physical body can keep up with the attack speed of the Drought Demon Sky Corpse. It is simply incredible.
Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief. This man was able to fight three descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan when he was at the peak of his semi-immortal form. Now that he has broken through the human-immortal realm, his strength has indeed reached an unfathomable level!
"Demon Blood Claw!"
Light erupted from Shen Lang's eyes, and his right hand turned into a huge black claw, and the electric light and flint struck the chest of a Drought Demon Sky Corpse.
With the blessing of the nine-turn golden body, the power of the Demonic Blood Claw displayed by Shen Lang can be doubled out of thin air, which is far stronger than ordinary fifth-level earthly magic.
"Bah!"
A sharp and ear-piercing explosion sounded, as if the devil's claws had hit a solid crystal, leaving only a deep claw mark on the chest of Drought Demon Sky Corpse, and a trace of golden blood overflowed from the wound.