Godly Dragon Guard

The two humanoid ghosts are about a kilometer tall, and their bodies are black and inky. One of them has a bull's head, with two pairs of huge curved horns on top of its head. It is holding a giant axe. It is covered in black smoke and exudes a corpse aura. , the smell is unpleasant.

The other one has a horse head, holding a machete, its eyes are a ball of bloody flames, its mouth is bloody, and its face is extremely ferocious.

"Roar!"

The two fierce ghosts roared in a deep voice, emitting an extremely terrifying aura that made the surrounding air freeze.

"Bull-headed horse noodles?"

Shen Lang, who was escaping, turned around and caught a glimpse of these two fierce ghosts, and his expression changed drastically.

It is said that the bull-headed and horse-faced people belong to the Rakshasa ghost clan in the ghost world, and they are extremely powerful.

Rakshasa ghosts are the highest level of powerful ghosts, while the weakest Rakshasa ghosts are all at the Ghost Lord level and have the cultivation level of the God Transformation stage!

Although the two bull-headed and horse-faced beasts in front of them have an astonishing aura, they are only the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul. They should be the phantom of the Ghost Lord, not an entity.

Even so, the ability of the Heavenly Ghost Mirror is so amazing that it can actually summon two fierce ghosts in the late Nascent Soul stage! Shen Lang was a little unbelievable.

In fact, in order for the Heavenly Ghost Mirror to summon a bull-headed horse face, a certain price must be paid. Even great monks in the later stages of Nascent Soul need to spend a lot of their life essence as sacrifices to summon these two ghost masters.

It's a pity that Shen Lang doesn't have Lei Ze's Light Splitting Sword with him, otherwise he can still suppress these two fierce ghosts with Yuyang Golden Thunder.

Seeing that the Hokuriku Alliance Army finally came to kill them, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. The only tricky thing now was how to deal with these two late Nascent Soul ghosts.

Not thinking about that much for the time being, the Nascent Soul stage monks in the east who were chasing him also gave up the pursuit and began to resist the strong attack of the Hokuriku Alliance Army head-on.

When Shen Lang saw this, he stopped escaping, and the golden roc turned back into a human body.

The Phantom Dragon in the Phantom Dragon Seal has exhausted its strength and shrunk to less than ten meters. Its breath is dying and it is no longer able to resist the attack.

With a thought in Shen Lang's mind, the phantom dragon flew back into the phantom dragon seal, and the brilliance of the jade seal in his hand dimmed a lot.

After taking the Magic Dragon Seal back into the storage ring, Shen Lang immediately took out the Qixuan Qin.

Now that there is no Lei Ze lightsaber, Qixuanqin is his most important magic weapon to defend against enemies. This treasure does not consume much spiritual power, and its group attack is extremely strong, making it very suitable for the battlefield.

The war officially begins.

The armies of both sides were in close combat.

In the battle group at the front, the Nascent Soul monks from the northern continent were fighting with the Nascent Soul monks from the east.

There are a total of sixteen Nascent Soul monks in Beilu and seventeen Nascent Soul monks in the east. There is not a big difference in strength between the two sides.

However, the appearance of two bull-headed and horse-faced animals in the later stage of Nascent Soul broke the original balance.

Fortunately, after summoning the bull-headed horse face through the sky ghost mirror, the bald old man who was the leader of the Donglin army had almost zero combat effectiveness. He had to concentrate on urging the sky ghost mirror to control the bull-headed horse face.

Even so, the bald old man was sitting on the shoulders of the bull-headed ghost, and no Nascent Soul stage could get close to him. The bull-headed ghost was so powerful that he could block almost all attacks.

"Bull-headed and horse-faced, kill that transvestite first!"

The bald old man roared loudly, the bull-headed and horse-faced man roared fiercely, and he immediately attacked Old Demon Feng Yue.

Feng Yue Lao Mo withstood the pressure and activated the fake prehistoric spirit treasure Tianshui Bell to counterattack, and a large number of ice dragons poured out.

Gu Tianning assisted Feng Yue Laomo from the side and resisted the fierce attack of the bull-headed horse-faced man. Shen Langfei returned to the sky above the battle group in front, sat directly in the void, and began to play the seven fairy tunes on the piano.

The lively sound of the piano bursts out from the strings, which is crisp and sweet. The sound of the piano is not loud, but it clearly echoes in everyone's ears.

Xuanyuan Hong Muxue and other Beilu Nascent Soul monks saw that Shen Lang actually played the piano in the battlefield, and they couldn't help but look stunned. They didn't know what Shen Lang was playing.

Generally, musical instruments in the shape of a musical instrument have little offensive power, but the Yao Qin refined by Emperor Xuan's genius is an exception.

An old man in a green robe who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul in the east saw Shen Lang sitting in the air and playing the piano. He immediately urged the bone knife magic weapon in his hand and threw it towards Shen Lang.

Several alchemy stage monks behind him also took the opportunity to attack Shen Lang and threw magic weapons one after another.

at this time.

"Tumang!"

Shen Lang shouted low, and the sound of the piano suddenly became more rapid, as clear as splashing jade, and trembling like a dragon's roar. The white jade-colored Qixuan Qin glowed with a dazzling green light.

next moment.

Nearly forty rays of cyan sword light emerged from the Yao Qin, criss-crossing and flying forward.

"boom!"

The dense green sword light directly bombarded the flying bone knife magic weapon into several pieces. The magic weapons thrown by those monks in the alchemy stage turned into powder with the sound of explosion.

"My Bone Demon Sword!"

The life magic weapon was destroyed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the green-robed old man's mouth, with a look of fear and pain on his face.

Shen Lang continued to play the seven fairy tunes. The sound of the piano became more and more sharp, and more and more cyan sword lights came out.

After suffering a big loss, the old man in green robe was horrified. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he was about to distance himself from Shen Lang. However, the green sword light that flew out was faster than him, and swallowed him up like a storm. With a muffled "bang", the green-robed old man's body turned into blood mist.

The few monks in the alchemy stage behind were also blasted to pieces by the astonishing sword light, leaving them defenseless.

In one encounter, he killed an early Yuanying cultivator. Shen Lang's strength was terrifying, causing the Yuanying stage warriors who were approaching from the east to look at him in horror.

"That kid is a big trouble, get a few more people to deal with him!" shouted the bald old man sitting on the shoulders of the bull-headed ghost.

As soon as the roar ended, three early Yuanying monks flew towards Shen Lang with evil expressions on their faces.

A contemptuous sneer flashed across Shen Lang's lips, and the fingertips of his hands quickly played on the strings, making the piano sound noisy.

A large amount of cyan sword light flew out in all directions like ocean waves. Thousands of swords were fired in unison, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"hiss!"

Seeing how powerful the opponent's attack was, the three early Yuanying monks took a breath of cold air and used magic weapons to resist.

Shen Lang used all his strength to activate the Qixuanqin's spitting light, which was only slightly less powerful than the Jiuli Sword Formation, and was more than enough to deal with three early Yuanying monks.

The three early stage Nascent Soul cultivators hurriedly resisted for a moment, but then they couldn't hold on any longer, and one of them even had his magic weapon broken.

"Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle, kill that little beast Shen Lang!"

The bald old man controlled the bull-headed horse face while commanding the battlefield. His old face was extremely gloomy, and he decided that Shen Lang was a big trouble and must be eradicated.

"Chirp!" A sharp eagle whistle sounded.

The huge Thunderous Wind Eagle flapped its purple wings and flew towards it at an extremely fast speed. Its pale golden claws released a large number of purple arcs and grabbed Shen Lang with the force of thunder.

"Beasts seeking death!" Shen Lang originally wanted to sacrifice Bingpo Mountain, but his strength was limited and he could not activate two pseudo-primitive spiritual treasures at the same time. He had to continue playing the seven fairy tunes and use the cyan lightsaber emerging from the Qixuan Qin. Defending against the grasp of the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle.