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Chapter 4123 Ouyang Changfeng

Even so, the masked young man had to expend his own soul power to be able to withstand the evil monk's attack.

Facing the crazy attack of this evil monk, he couldn't hold on for long.

"Traitor, don't even think about stopping me!!!"

In his madness, the evil monk burned his soul power to the extreme, and his head turned into a bloody ball of light, which slammed into the black magic circle in front of the masked young man.

"Bang!!!"

There was a shocking muffled sound, and the magic circle in front of the masked young man was defeated by the blood-colored ball of light. The terrifying blood light exploded, and the terrifying explosion covered the entire Palace of Hades.

The masked young man was knocked back by the bloody light, and finally managed to stabilize his body.

Even in this state of embarrassment, the evil monk still refused to give up on Shen Lang.

He burned his soul power with all his strength, and the blood-colored ball of light turned from his head flew straight towards Shen Lang, who was bound by the dragon rope, at an outrageous speed.

"I have been trapped in this abyss of hell for more than a billion years, and no one can stop me from regaining my freedom!!!"

Amidst the angry shouts, the evil monk's head suddenly swelled to a height of a thousand feet, and his mouth opened like a huge mouth of an abyss, and he was about to swallow Shen Langsheng in.

"Tsk!"

The masked young man secretly knew something was wrong, and his body suddenly turned into a phantom of black light, blocking in front of Shen Lang as quickly as possible. He threw away the dark spear in his hand, and he did not hesitate to release all his soul power.

"Use the soul power as a guide to summon Jiuyou Xuanting!"

As the masked young man shouted loudly, a huge amount of black lightning suddenly surged out from his palm, forming a huge black thunder vortex. The vortex carried endless black thunder, and its power was so powerful that it made people tremble.

The level of the Golden Immortal Technique! The masked young man pushed forward with both palms, and the terrifying black thunder whirlpool went straight towards the evil monk's head with the force of the earth shattering and the sun and moon turning upside down! "Boom!!!"

The huge movement was like the world collapsing, and the ear-piercing roar was heart-stopping! In the Palace of Hades, terrifying black lightning and blood light collided. The movement was so great that even the Black Domain Mountain outside was shaken.

Shen Lang, who was bound by the dragon rope, also suffered a strong impact from the explosion, but fortunately, protected by the blood-colored barrier set up by the masked young man, he was safe and sound.

Shen Lang's soul was shaken, but his consciousness became clearer.

Seeing the masked young man Xiao who was standing in front of him, Shen Lang was in a trance. He always felt that the monk in front of him looked very much like the same person!

Killing the evil monk, the overwhelming black thunder swallowed and submerged the evil monk's head, making a violent thunder strike sound of "boom, boom, boom".

"ah!"

The evil monk's head screamed and was knocked back again. The head that fell to the ground was completely changed beyond recognition and was too miserable to be seen.

The masked young man was also half-kneeling on the ground due to injuries to his soul and excessive consumption of soul power. The silver mask on his face cracked with several cracks and peeled off like fragments.

It was not until this moment that he finally revealed his original appearance.

"You are...Ouyang Changfeng!"

After the Asura Holy Eyes between Shen Lang's brows saw clearly the face of the masked young man, a turmoil arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but scream.

After repeated confirmation several times, Shen Lang was convinced that he had not made a mistake. The masked young man was indeed Ouyang Changfeng! Although he was only in a soul state, he maintained his original appearance.

Compared with the ancient spiritual world, Ouyang Changfeng's appearance has not changed much. His facial features are cold and his eyes are blood-red and his eyebrows are sword-shaped. However, his temperament has become extremely cold and violent, so that Shen Lang could not feel the masked youth at all. He is his best friend for many years.

"Brother Shen, we haven't seen you for a long time... It's not appropriate to reminisce about the past now. Wait until Changfeng goes to kill this evil spirit first!"

Ouyang Changfeng turned his back to Shen Lang, recalled the black spear, and tried to launch a final attack on the half-dead evil monk's head.

"Hateful! Hateful!!!"

The evil monk's head knew that the situation was over, and the resentment and anger in his heart had risen to the extreme. He let out a crazy and hoarse roar: "It was only a little bit short...a little bit short! In the end, I fell into the hands of a traitor like you. Not willing to give in... I will never give in to it!!!"

Ouyang Changfeng stepped forward with a gun and said expressionlessly: "If you hadn't insisted on targeting the Chosen One and waited here for countless years, I would have been possessed by you.

As far as you are concerned, I, the traitor, am just a pawn for you to use. If the chosen one fails to come here, I will also have your soul taken over by you."

Ouyang Changfeng explained the purpose of destroying the evil monk.

In fact, the evil monk made three preparations from the beginning.

After Ouyang Changfeng stepped into the abyss of hell in the past, the evil monk could have taken over Ouyang Changfeng's soul body, replaced it, and used Ouyang Changfeng's body to leave the abyss of hell.

It was just because Ouyang Changfeng's cultivation was too weak at that time. Although the evil monk wanted to leave the abyss of hell and regain a new life, he also disliked Ouyang Changfeng's weak cultivation and felt that possessing such a weak soul would definitely restrict him. own development.

In addition, the evil monk firmly believed that the chosen one would step into the abyss of hell as Asura predicted, so he simply restrained his impulse and did not occupy Ouyang Changfeng's soul.

Not only that, the evil monk actually accepted Ouyang Changfeng as his personal disciple, helping him to practice and grow rapidly.

Firstly, it can simultaneously wait for the chosen one to step into the abyss of hell, secondly, it can have an obedient slave around, and thirdly, it can leave a way out for oneself.

If the chosen one does not step into the abyss of hell as predicted, the evil monk can still occupy Ouyang Changfeng's soul. At that time, Ouyang Changfeng will be able to cultivate his soul under his cultivation, although it is still not as good as The chosen ones, but they can barely meet their own requirements.

This wishful thinking of the evil monk can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

It's a pity that his cleverness was misled by his cleverness. He over-trained Ouyang Changfeng, and in the end he ended up raising a tiger to make trouble, and was stabbed by the chess piece he raised! "Have you forgotten who gave you magical powers and who helped you make breakthroughs?

Is a mere ant worthy of disobeying me?

You should be my pawn!!!”

The evil monk was furious and roared hysterically.

"Your biggest weakness is that you are too arrogant.

You have been comparing yourself to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva all your life, but you don’t know that you are just an ant in front of him! Let me send you on your last journey today, which can be regarded as repaying this boring master-disciple relationship."

Ouyang Changfeng's face was as calm as water, and the dark spear in his hand shot out thick black light and black lightning, preparing to give the evil monk the final blow on his head.

"You bastard, bastard, bastard... you really want to kill me... you two ants, don't even think you can survive!!!"

The evil monk knew that he had no way to save himself, and he completely lost his mind. He began to burn the last of his soul power, and his head suddenly shot out endless blood light. In an instant, the entire Pluto Palace was rendered blood red, with a terrifying bright light.

Accompanied by appalling energy fluctuations, this is the precursor to the self-destruction of the soul!


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