There was a shocking loud noise, and the rising bloody sun suddenly exploded, covering everything in the sky with bloody light, and swallowed up the entire arena with lightning speed.
The evil energy and bloody light that reached the sky swept across the Seven Saints Palace Square, and the terrifying aura made the surrounding air freeze.
"hiss!"
The monks in the audience couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. The red sun beads exploded and gushed out like waves of blood, releasing a ghastly sense of pressure that made people's hearts tremble with fear!
In an instant, Shen Lang was drawn into this bloody world, and the blood around him suddenly turned into a churning sea of blood. The thick smell of blood hit his nostrils and was nauseating.
"What on earth is this?"
Shen Lang frowned. Dai Tian's seventh-level magic was too weird, making it difficult for people to figure out the attack method of this magical power.
"Grrrrrr!"
In the sea of blood rolling in front of me, countless corpses were floating on the sea. There were succubi with the head of a snake and the body of a bull. There were also demons from the abyss with weird shapes, and there were also the legendary six-winged demons.
...Everything you can see are the corpses of vicious demons!
"Devil?"
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. Ever since he swallowed the demon seed of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, he has become extremely sensitive to the aura of the demons. The demon corpses in the sea of blood turned out to be the corpses of heavenly demons!
Dai Tian stood above the blood sea, his long hair burned with billowing demonic flames, his eyes glowed with scarlet blood, his stern face revealed the ultimate evil spirit, and he roared sternly: "The devil is coming to the world!"
Suddenly, the demon corpse floating in the sea of blood came to life!
"roar!!!"
A large number of ferocious demon corpses staggered up from the surface of the sea of blood, making low and weird roars, and the extremely violent anger pierced Shen Lang's soul!
The hair on Shen Lang's body stood up. He looked around at the demonic corpses with overwhelming demonic aura. His first reaction was illusion.
"Destroy the Demonic Light!"
Shen Lang shouted loudly, a ray of purple-gold light flashed between his eyebrows, and the Holy Demonic Eye shot out a large piece of brilliant purple-gold light, and the strong light flew in all directions like a hurricane.
The purple-gold light emitted by the Holy Demon Eye instantly covered the sea of blood, but nothing changed at all.
"Ouch!"
Not only did the demon corpses crawling out of the sea of blood not disappear, they even roared ferociously at Shen Lang, exuding murderous intent.
"How is that possible?"
Shen Lang had a look of surprise on his face.
The "Demon Light of Annihilation" emitted by the Holy Demonic Eye has a powerful ability to break the ban, especially the illusion formation. Even the Demonic Light of Annihilation cannot break through this weird scene, which shows that he has fallen into an extremely sophisticated and dangerous illusion.
In the array.
"roar!"
The Chaos Suani beside him also let out a panicked roar.
"Ideas taking form?"
The elders of the Seven Sacred Palaces sitting on the elders' table in front of the square couldn't help but look at each other and let out a sound of exclamation.
The so-called transformation of thoughts is the predecessor of the power of will!
This is no longer a simple illusion, but the use of one's own powerful thoughts to create space restrictions and achieve a certain attack method, which is extremely mysterious.
If it were really an illusion, the audience would not be able to see the churning sea of blood and demon corpses on the stage. The elders of the Seven Sacred Palaces and even the audience could witness it with their own eyes, which proves that the "Blood Prison" magical power used by Dai Tian is not an illusion, but an illusion.
A form of expression of ideas.
To master the magical power of "transformation of thoughts" requires a monk to have unimaginable understanding and soul strength, as well as an awareness of the power of will! It is definitely not something that ordinary monks can do.
Even among the elders of the Seven Holy Palaces, none of them can transform their minds.
The elders were astonished that Dai Tian, who did not have the cultivation level of an earthly immortal, could comprehend such a brilliant magical power. He was really a genius!
On the arena.
"kill!"
Dai Tian gave the order and the sea of blood rolled.
After absorbing a large amount of blood-colored seawater, those demonic corpses gradually condensed into entities, and their aura rose sharply, becoming more and more powerful.
"Crazy Shadow!"
Shen Lang struck first. He didn't believe that the things he saw before him were real. Thousands of iron tails rushed out from behind the Hundred-Eyed Demon again, turning into criss-crossing sharp lights, strangled towards the incoming evil demon!
The next moment, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
I saw those ferocious demons launching counterattacks one after another, either spitting out demonic light and demonic flames, or rolling up storms and lightning. All kinds of attacks were like huge waves, pressing towards the Hundred-Eyed Demon.
"Dong dong dong!"
A series of deafening explosions were heard, and the attacks launched by a large number of evil demons at the same time suppressed Shen Lang's full use of the crazy shadow magical power, attacking the huge body of the Hundred-Eyed Demon.
In just an instant, the Hundred-Eyed Demon withstood hundreds of attacks, and suffered a large number of wounds all over his body. Blood gushed out, and he let out a tragic roar.
Chaos Suanni was also affected by many attacks, and was bleeding and dying on the spot.
"This is impossible!!!"
Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst. If he said this was an illusion, it would be too real. The pain coming from his body didn't seem to be fake at all.
He was unable to fight back against such a violent attack! No matter how strong the body of the Hundred-Eyed Demon was, it could not withstand this kind of torment. Shen Lang was soon seriously injured and was on the verge of reaching his limit.
"roar!!!"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon roared furiously, and Shen Lang used his last strength to rush out of the explosion. His bloody right hand clenched the soul-chasing gun and threw it towards Dai Tian in the sky.
To capture the thief, capture the king first!
The tip of the soul-chasing gun burst out with a powerful black light, like a sharp black light shuttle, striking at Dai Tian's face with the force of lightning and thunder.
"snort!"
Dai Tian had no expression on his face, did not dodge or evade, and allowed the soul-chasing gun to stab him.
An incredible scene occurred.
After the soul-chasing gun hit Dai Tian's body, it bounced back with a "bang" as if it had touched a marshmallow.
I saw the soul-chasing gun suddenly turning in a direction in mid-air and stabbing Shen Lang!
"Pfft!"
In a flash of lightning, the soul-chasing gun penetrated the chest and abdomen of the Hundred-Eyed Demon, and poked a bloody hole in the chest and abdomen of the Hundred-Eyed Demon. The scene was extremely horrifying!
"How...how could this happen?"
Shen Lang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked at the wounds on his chest and abdomen in disbelief, his eyes widening.
Somehow, he felt that he must be in an illusion. The shot he fired just now was not aimed at Dai Tian, but at himself!
Fortunately, Shen Lang himself was the master of the soul-chasing gun and could absorb most of the energy in time, otherwise the blow just now would have really destroyed his body.
At this moment, Shen Langli's physical body has almost collapsed. The evil demons around the sea of blood are launching attacks continuously. The Hundred-Eyed Demon is still suffering from a large number of attacks. There are large and small blood holes all over the body, which is terrifying!
"Shen Lang, stop being so stubborn!"
Off the court, Bai Weiwei's pretty face turned pale and her heart was broken.
"Brother, that's enough!"
Xia Shan'er's eyes were red and she let out a sweet cry.
Ning Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, shook his head and sighed.