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“bang bang bang! ”

A series of intensive attacks sounded, and the blood light spitting out from the Asura sacred pupil carried the powerful Destruction Strength, Countless scarlet thorns twisted into debris.

Under the energy impact of the explosion, countless spiritual flowers in the sea of ​​flowers were instantly destroyed, and a large area of ​​land was turned into a barren in the explosion.

Seeing that all the spiritual flowers that she planted by herself were destroyed, the girl in the blood skirt was heartbroken. In order to obtain Shen Lang, she also had her own blood!

“Hah!”

The girl in the blood skirt tenderly shouted, and an astonishing bloody storm surged all over her body. She rushed out of the explosion, with a bloody sickle in her hand, the sickle blade The mouth bursts out the extremely strong blood light, moving towards Shen Lang with an incredible speed, stabbing at the waist!

Shen Lang felt the terrifying energy released by the sickle in the hands of the blood skirt girl. He also sacrificed the Yama’s giant sickle, poured chaos spirit strength with all his strength, and hit the bloody sickle.

“clang! !!!”

in a flash, the bloody sickle and the giant sickle in the hands of the girl in the blood skirt collided with a piece of extremely black glow intertwined with dazzling blood light There was an extremely sharp and piercing noise.

Shen Lang used the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth to resist the impact of the blood light energy, gritted his teeth and said: “Girl, you helped me after all, and Shen is unwilling to fight with you. The melon is not sweet, please advise the girl not to stop me!”

“hmph, after this Miss knocks you down, you have the ability to say this again!”

Blood skirt The girl was very excited, waving the scarlet sickle in her hand wildly, moving towards Shen Lang like a chaotic cloak.

“clang! clang! clang! ”

Shen Lang also tried his best to mobilize Yama’s giant sickle, to parry the attack of the girl in the blood skirt, the Asura sacred pupil at the center of the eyebrow continued to spit out blood light, trying to push back the girl in the blood skirt.

The strength of the girl in the blood skirt is obviously stronger than that of the previous prison master. Her own cultivation base has reached the peak of the late Heaven Encompassing Exalted Immortal, and Shen Lang’s attack can’t be suppressed for a while. other side.

After fighting for a while, neither side has the advantage. Actually, Shen Lang is unwilling to be cruel. After all, this blood skirt girl is different from other prisoner puppets in hell. She is an immortal physique built by Wood Spirit Race. Once the fleshy body is severely damaged, it is not so easy to recover.

“Damn it!”

Seeing that Shen Lang can resist for so long, the girl in the blood skirt knew that she underestimated the strength of the other party, and she was angry and annoyed: “This Miss does not believe in the rule.” No more for you, Clone Technique!”

With a soft cry, the girl in the blood skirt burst out with a large swath of bloody night flowers, covering everything around her.

I saw the bloody epiphany flying out of the blood skirt girl within the body quickly gathered together and turned into another blood skirt girl, looking exactly like the deity!

This “blood tan Clone Technique” is the Life Source Divine Ability of the blood skirt girl. After casting this, you can summon an Avatar close to the deity’s strength to assist the deity to meet the enemy.

With a “shoo”, the blood skirt girl Avatar suddenly turned into a bloody phantom, walking like a ghost-like around Shen Lang behind.

Shen Lang feels a thorn on his back, and is about to wave the Yama’s giant sickle in his hand, slashing towards the Avatar behind him.

“Young Master, where are you looking?”

The girl in the blood skirt smiled evilly, waved the bloody sickle in her hand, moved towards Shen Lang and cut her back.

Shen Lang smacked his lips and had to give up attacking the Avatar of the blood skirt girl, and instead warded off the attack of the blood skirt girl deity.

“clang! !!!”

Another piercing sound was heard. Just as Shen Lang resisted the attack of the girl in the blood skirt, Avatar turned his hand and took out. A crimson whip of thorns, the whip flew towards Shen Lang like a snake, the speed was so fast that it was caught off guard!

“Young Master, I see how you can resist this time!”

The girl in the blood skirt sneered softly, and the hook of the bloody sickle in her hand hooked Shen Lang firmly Yama’s sickle does not give Shen Lang room to fight back.

“roar! ”

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to be bound and bound by the long whip shot by Avatar, an angry beast appeared behind him, opening his bloody mouth wide open Like a sacrificial bowl, fiercely bit the thorn whip that struck like lightning, and made a fierce and low growl in his mouth.

“Great Desolate Angry Beast!”

The pretty face of the girl in the blood skirt changed color slightly.

The angry beast has a frenzied hair, biting the thorns and whip, the horns above its head soars, and bursts of golden light like a raging wave, moving towards the Avatar of the blood skirt girl strangling away.

Since breaking through the mid-stage of Heaven Encompassing Exalted Immortal, Shen Lang within the body has greatly increased the ability of the angry beast demon, and can release the breath of the angry beast without opening his mouth.

“bang bang bang!!!!”

The Avatar of the girl in the blood skirt is also not to be outdone. The green jade finger pinches a seal, and a large number of blood-colored petals gush out all over the body. It hit the golden light filament that hit, and burst into a deafening roar.

The two forces are deadlocked for a while.

Shen Lang sighed in relief, thanks to the help of the angry beast demon, otherwise it is hard to say that she is the opponent of this blood skirt girl with her own soul body.

“Damn it, why are the characters in this Miss hell so difficult to deal with!”

The blood skirt girl’s deity was very angry, flustered and exasperated waving the blood in his hand Sickle, desperately launched a strong attack on Shen Lang.

“Blood eyes tear the sky!”

Shen Lang played steadily. While resisting the attack of the girl in the blood skirt, the Asura sacred pupil at the center of the eyebrow continued to release blood light, facing the blood The deity of the skirt girl and the Avatar put pressure on them, unscathed.

The girl in the blood skirt in front of her is just lonely in her heart. She wants to stay with her. She is not malicious in her own way. She has answered her own questions just now, and she has been kind to herself.

Shen Lang didn’t want to hurt her, but keeping his hands everywhere is not a problem.

In desperation, Shen Lang had an idea and took out a golden-bright and dazzling mirror, which is the “Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror”.

This mirror is the Spirit level Immortal Treasure of Xuanyuan Three Sages and the second sick shadow. It has a powerful ability to trap and kill enemies. After Jiying died, this Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror belonged to Shen Lang, but it was never used.

As far as Shen Lang’s cultivation base is concerned, it takes a lot of chaotic spirit strength to use this treasure, and even a trace of Soul Power. The cost is not big, but in this situation, Shen Lang does not No choice.

“Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror, open!”

Shen Lang flees from the sky, shakes off the deity and Avatar of the girl in the blood skirt, and moves towards Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror with all his strength Infused with chaotic spirit strength and a trace of Soul Power.

“weng weng weng!”

After absorbing a large amount of chaotic spirit strength released by Shen Lang and a trace of Soul Power, the mirror suddenly shoots out fierce golden light, like ten thousand ways The scorching sun burst, and the golden glare instantly swallowed and drowned the deity and Avatar who were chasing the girl in the blood skirt.

“Ah!”

The girl in the blood skirt irradiated by the strong light, subconsciously put the bloody sickle in front of her, fully defending.

After she reacted, the deity and Avatar were already trapped in the enclosed space created by the Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror.

In the golden enclosed space, eight huge mirrors swirl around the girl in the blood skirt, releasing dazzling aura and terrifying spiritual pressure.

“This…what is this!”

The blood skirt girl looked at the space all around was completely sealed by eight mirrors, her pretty face turned pale, and she couldn’t help but feel palpitations. Sense of.