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Chapter 4193 Hanging

After subduing the golden snake, Shen Lang used one of his free arms to lift the circle of heaven and earth and threw it out.

The Cosmic Circle rose into the sky with brilliant golden light, circled around in the sky, and hit the Ophiuchus star on the back of its head solidly.

There was a loud "dong" sound.

"ah!"

Ditian screamed, and the Qiankun Circle hit the back of his head with a huge wound.

Considering the physical strength of the Ophiuchus star spirit, although this blow was not considered a serious injury, it completely disrupted Ditian's attack rhythm.

The huge body of the struck Ophiuchus star staggered forward, revealing obvious flaws.

"snort!"

Demon God Shura laughed ferociously and stepped forward. His seven giant hands were like thick iron pliers, clasping the body of the Ophiuchus star spirit, restraining its arms and preventing it from using its fists and kicks! The last giant hand was withdrawn. The circle of heaven and earth is held tightly in the hand.

"not good!"

When Di Tian saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he struggled wildly with all his strength to break free from the rough physical restraints of Demon God Shura.

Although he managed to transform into a star spirit body with the power of the Star Meteor Pill, he was unable to use the supernatural powers of the star spirit body, and the only means of attack was hand-to-hand combat.

Shen Lang restrained his physical body, which was equivalent to killing all the abilities of this body.

The Shura Demon God transformed from Shen Lang's cultivation level is actually slightly inferior to the Ophiuchus star spirit in terms of physical strength, but not by much.

Ditian's arms are no match for his eight hands. It is not that easy to break free from the shackles of Demon God Shura in a short while! When he was struggling desperately, Demon God Shura's freed arm grasped the Circle of Universe and faced Ophiuchus. Xing Ling's head was smashed violently.

"Dong dong dong dong dong!"

The Universe Circle carries violent destructive power and repeatedly hits the head of the Ophiuchus star spirit, making deafening explosions one after another, and terrifying golden light bursts out frequently.

"ah!!!"

Di Tian, ​​who was unable to resist, was hanged and beaten, screaming like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

No matter how strong the defensive power of his star body was, he could not withstand such a torment, and his head was soon smashed to pieces and bloody, and he was beyond recognition.

"Spirit Snake, come and save me!"

The helpless Ditian tried to call back the golden snake to help him rescue himself. However, the golden snake was tightly bound by the Qiankun Circle. At most, it could only jump around in the sky and could not exert any combat power at all.

After the Qiankun Circle hit him hundreds of times, Di Tian's face was already bloody and bloody, and he let out a weak and humiliating scream: "Stop... stop fighting, I will admit defeat!"

How could Shen Lang let Di Tian go? While his demonic form could still be maintained for a few minutes, Shen Lang's attack became more and more violent, wishing to smash Di Tian's head into pieces.

"Ahhh!"

There was another frightening howl, and Di Tian was completely beaten and lost his temper. He could only humiliate and beg for mercy: "Friend Shen, please forgive me... I was wrong. I shouldn't be your enemy... Please let me go." Pass me!"

On the battlefield, the monks who witnessed all this were stunned.

Di Tian was so naughty before, and he was beaten until he cried for mercy even after being beaten. It was really embarrassing... The monks in the army of the Three Saints all had pale faces.

The monks here in Jiuli City watched Ditian being beaten, and they all shouted with excitement, excitement flashed in their eyes, and they wished they could participate.

"Young Master, you did a great job, you killed this inhumane devil!"

Mengxuan'er waved her pink fists and cheered for Shen Lang.

Seeing that Shen Lang had gained an absolute advantage after a few maneuvers, Lian Xing also let out a sigh of relief and was shocked by Shen Lang's almost miraculous combat power.

It seems that the former Empress Houtu was really foresighted, and the potential of the Chosen One is truly unimaginable.

After witnessing Shen Lang's strength, the Jealous Banshee became more determined to accomplish her goal.

In the battlefield below.

A large number of monks from the Three Holy Religions began to abandon their armor and flee the battlefield.

Just kidding, even the coach of the Snake King was beaten until he begged for mercy. If they continued to resist, it was probably a dead end, so it would be better to run away as soon as possible.

"kill!"

The army of monks in Jiuli City was full of fighting spirit, launched a final charge, and charged towards the monks of the Three Holy Sect who had abandoned their helmets and armor.

The army of the Three Holy Cults has been defeated on a large scale, and there have been countless casualties due to the charge by the Jiuli City army. There is basically no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

High in the air.

Demon God Shura was still sparing no effort in launching an attack. Di Tian's head was almost smashed into pulp, which was too horrible to look at. His begging for mercy also became extremely weak: "Spare...life!"

As his vitality weakened sharply, Di Tian could no longer maintain his star body, and was knocked back to his original shape, turning back into a human body.

The golden snake burned by Hun Tianling also turned into a golden snake scepter again and fell from the sky.

Fengchan below turned into a stream of light and caught the falling golden snake scepter.

After being beaten back to his original form, Di Tian was covered in blood, his aura was extremely weak, his body was on the verge of collapse, and he was about to fall from the sky.

Shen Lang could have taken his life, but considering the cursed soul poison in Le Fei'er, he immediately mobilized the Hun Tian Ling to bind Di Tian's dying body.

After doing this, Shen Lang also changed from the form of Shura Demon God back to his human body.

It was at this moment that Shen Lang felt as if all the strength in his body, even his soul power, had been drained away. His brain was extremely dizzy and the world was spinning.

He could no longer hold on and fell from mid-air.

"Boy Shen Lang!"

Fengchan flew over and caught the falling Shen Lang.

Sensing that Shen Lang had overdrawn his soul power and vitality, he suffered backlash, and his body and soul fell into an extremely weak state. Fengchan's face became a little ugly, and she immediately took out some vitality-enhancing elixirs from the storage ring and fed him to him.

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The jealous banshee noticed that the situation had changed, and immediately withdrew from the battlefield, rose into the sky, and came to Shen Lang's side.

Seeing Shen Lang's half-dead state, the jealous banshee hurriedly asked: "Feng Hou, what's wrong with him?"

Fengchan's old face was extremely solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "It should be that she used some great magical power forcefully, which caused her to suffer severe backlash.

Moreover, the internal damage caused by this backlash is extremely serious. If this kid Shen Lang hadn’t cultivated the secret technique of the Glazed Heart Lamp, he might have been cut off from life!"

Shen Lang's body trembled slightly, and he said hoarsely and weakly: "I can't die yet! Hurry... capture Di Tian and ask me for the antidote!"

The jealous banshee flapped her wings and dragged Di Tian, ​​who was tightly bound by Hun Tian Ling, in front of Shen Lang and Feng Chan. She raised a bloody sword and aimed it at Di Tian's bloody neck.

Ditian's injuries were much more serious than Shen Lang's. At this moment, he was completely out of breath and had no chance of fighting back.

"No...don't kill me!"

Di Tian made a weak cry for mercy.

"Hurry up and tell me how to remove the cursed soul poison you put on my disciple Le Feier!"

Feng Chan held out a golden sharp needle with her fingertips, pointed it at Di Tian's face, and shouted coldly and threatened.


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