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“Hiss!”

The Mahayana Stage Elderly wearing a hosta showed a trace of pain on her face, and immediately retracted the giant palm into a normal palm.

I saw a lot of blood gushing out of Elderly’s right palm, and the blood flow continued, and there was a hollow wound in the palm of her palm, which was injured by Shen Lang!

“This…impossible!”

Seeing that she didn’t make any achievements, but was injured by the opponent, Elderly couldn’t believe her eyes.

How can the cultivator of trifling Integration Stage have such a strong strength?

Seeing that Shen Lang can really damage the Mahayana Stage cultivator, several Young Master and Lady of Nine Provinces Imperial Clan really started, and I can’t think of any words to describe Shen Lang.

“ha ha ha, Mahayana Stage cultivator of the Guiming Sect, I think it is only this!”

Shen Lang laughed loudly, and the nine heavenly stars swirled around him , Like a halo of rainbow colors.

Hearing this harsh laughter, the hosta Elderly fly into a rage out of humiliation, the Qi Qiao Qiao of anger produces smoke.

“courting death!”

Another white haired old man is out of anger and is about to make a move.

Shen Lang sarcastically said: “The two Seniors are really good abilities. When dealing with a small combined cultivator of me, I still have to be a two-to-one opponent? You are not afraid to laugh at others when it is passed out?”

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Speaking these words is purely to excite the hosta Elderly.

Shen Lang also knows himself. With his strength, he may be able to fight the Great Ascension Early-Stage cultivator, but at most he will fight with a Great Ascension Early-Stage, and he will definitely die if he encounters two of them.

If you can defeat a Mahayana Stage cultivator first, and then face another Mahayana Stage cultivator, even if you lose, you can escape.

“Senior Brother step back and let me personally kill this yellow-haired boy who doesn’t know the immensity of Heaven and Earth!”

The hostess Elderly stopped the white haired old man In front of him, the anger in his heart has swelled to the extreme, his face twisted and said: “Yellow-haired boy, as you wish, if you don’t break your corpse today, the old man is not worthy to be the Old Ancestor of the ghost sect!”

As soon as the voice fell, the host Elderly pushed out her palms with a gloomy expression, two black pillars of fire gushing out of her palms, moving towards Shen Lang with lightning and thunder.

“Hiss!”

Shen Lang’s hair is erected all over, the black flame is extremely terrifying, if relying on other Magical Powers, he might be hard to resist.

At this stage, facing the Mahayana Stage cultivator, Shen Lang only has the Nine Hell Sword Array Magical Powers on the stage. It may be stronger to transform into golden eyes, but there are huge hidden dangers.

He won’t do it until as a last resort.

“Nine Hell Sword formation, block me!”

shout out loudly, Shen Lang’s nine stars of the sky shattered the original space, forming a circular sword shadow The space was used as a shield by Shen Lang and blocked in front of him.

“bang bang bang! ”

The terrifying black pillar of fire strikes in the sword shadow space, emitting violent rumbling sounds one after another, and the space is blown out one after another gap.

Seeing that Shen Lang, this weird Magical Powers, was able to directly resist his own Ghost Fire, the host Elderly was shocked first, and then his face became extremely hideous: “this Old Ancestor will have to see if you can survive When will it be!” As a Mahayana Stage cultivator, Hosta Elderly can naturally see that Shen Lang’s Divine Ability has already had a trace of powerful power to change the strength of space, and even some shadows of the profound domain. , It’s incredible!

The hosta Elderly can’t believe that it is really Profound Domain, but such a powerful Divine Ability must be supported by an extremely large spirit strength! He decided that this kid would not last long.

Shen Lang tried his best to prop up the sword shadow space to continuously resist the fire pillar’s attack, and occasionally a few black flames splashed on him, all of which were resisted by the Condense Primordial Qi cover in front of him.

The two held a stalemate in this way for half a minute. Hosta Elderly’s face gradually became gloomy, thinking it was really strange. It is logical to say that an Integration Stage cultivator is impossible to have such a huge spirit strength.

He has not seen Shen Lang absorb the spirit strength in the air. Can this kid survive now?

Niufeng Fuer and the others were also dumbfounded, how unimaginable Shen Lang did it.

The face of Tianyou on the back of the corpse Kun is extremely gloomy. The stronger Shen Lang is, the more jealous he is in his heart. He hopes these two Mahayana Stage cultivators will kill Shen Lang!

The side black robed old man was so shocked that he was waiting for the best time to take action. Once Shen Lang is life-threatening, he will definitely give a helping hand to make this kid deeply grateful, and when the time comes Heavenly Ghost Clan can be considered justified and befriend him.

Before this, the black robed old man still wanted to see the strength of Shen Lang, and the dísciple he taught was against the sky!

“bang bang bang! ”

The rumbling sound is still going on, and the sword shadow space is still rock solid, continuing to resist the Ghost Fire released by the hosta Elderly .

Shen Lang can still hold it, but his face is a bit ugly.

Although the Five Elements Body can bring him continuous spirit strength, his cultivation base is only integrated into Early-Stage after all. The spirit strength recovery of the Five Elements Body is slightly less than maintaining the Nine Hell Sword formation. Consumption of spirit strength.

Nine Hell Sword is powerful formidable power, and the amount of spirit strength consumed is also terrible. Shen Lang can only extract the nine-color divine light from time to time and convert it into spirit strength to supplement consumption.

“Senior, your Magical Powers formidable power seems to be inadequate. Why don’t you try a stronger one?” Shen Lang sneered.

Hosta Elderly complexion ashen, this kid lasted so long, not only was there nothing at all, but also easily mocked himself, which made him extremely embarrassed.

“Blood Shadow Magical Treasure!”

The host Elderly shouted out loudly and took out his Life-Source Magical Treasure.

Suddenly, one hundred and eight blood-red needles floated in front of him. Each needle was about half a meter long, and the needle tip was filled with a strange bloody flame, which contained terror. The power of, the space has been burned out one after another gap.

Before it was a last resort, Elderly did not want to use her Life-Source Magical Treasure. To deal with a trifling Integration Stage cultivator, you must use Life-Source Magical Treasure, which makes you seem incompetent.

But this kid is too weird. In order to do it quickly, Elderly can only attack with all his strength!

Hosta Elderly injected a lot of spirit strength into the 108 bloody god needles. The 108 long needles instantly turned into dense bloody threads, shattering the space and being twisted. Even the bloody poisonous fire of horrible to see spread in the broken space.

“Kill!”

Following the hosta Elderly’s shout out loudly, the scarlet silk thread woven into a large net, and moved towards Shen Lang flew away.

“Nine Hell Sword formation!”

Shen Lang was shocked and urged the Nine Stars Sword to attack.

“bang! ”

The sword shadow space formed by the nine swords of the sky collided with the big scarlet net, and the slamming sound rang through the sky.

After being hit by the sword shadow space, the Scarlet Web collapsed.

Just when Shen Lang sighed in relief, mutation was born!

Although the big scarlet net collapsed, it turned into 108 long scarlet needles again. Numerous blood needles flew out of the sword shadow space and directed straight towards Shen Lang.

“It’s awful!”

Shen Lang’s cold hair stood up, he had no time to take back the Nine Hell Sword formation, so he had to turn his hand to take out the golden sword of the mixed yuan.

“Aurora Slash!”

angry roar, the golden sword in Shen Lang’s hands turned into a phantom, waving forward frantically, almost at the same time, one after another Thirty swords!