Godly Dragon Guard

After giving the order, the twelve monks at the stage of becoming gods sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and rushed towards Shen Lang and Lan Xian'er at the same time.

"Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit!"

A murderous intent flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he performed the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit, transforming into the form of a golden-horned dragon.

A huge golden-horned dragon hovered in the sky, its golden pupils were as huge as wheels, and its golden dragon scales shone brightly, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

When the monks saw that Shen Lang suddenly transformed into the body of a golden-horned dragon, their expressions changed greatly.

"It's impossible, it's actually the Golden Dragon Clan!!!"

The eyes of the old man in black robes burst out with an expression of disbelief.

"Holy shit?"

Sun Zihao, who had looked unruly just now, was dumbfounded. The identity of the other party seemed not as simple as he imagined.

What’s even more surprising is yet to come.

"Roar!"

The golden-horned dragon roared fiercely and flicked its blade-like dragon tail. A storm of golden blades swirled around the dragon's scales, directly chopping an early-stage god-transformation monk who was rushing forward into pieces.

"hiss!"

This recording of the majesty caused the monk in the transformation stage who rushed forward to take a breath of cold air. Killing a cultivator in the early stage of divine transformation with one blow, this person's strength is too terrifying!

Although Shen Lang didn't want to kill anyone, he only killed one monk who was in the early stage of becoming a god, so it didn't have much impact.

"Miss Xian'er, can your illusory realm power control these monks in the transformation stage at the same time?" Shen Lang asked via voice message.

"No problem, but to deal with so many monks in the transformation stage at the same time, Xian'er will need about ten seconds of casting time." Lan Xian'er responded.

"Okay, you cast the spell, and I will block the attack for you! Remember not to kill them, just control these monks in the transformation stage and make them lose their fighting power." Shen Lang said solemnly.

"Okay!"^

Lan Xian'er nodded solemnly, formed a seal with her hands, and then began to gather momentum, with dazzling white light splashing out from her fingertips.

The magical power of Snow Orchid Narcissus is the phantom realm. The phantom realm is an extremely powerful soul attack that can attack both single and group attacks. However, the power of group attacks will generally be greatly weakened. If you use a longer period of time to build up momentum to explode into the strongest blow, group attacks can also display extremely powerful power.

The old man in black robe saw Shen Lang instantly killing a monk in the early stages of becoming a god, and he shouted: "The monks of the Golden Dragon Tribe are extremely powerful physically, don't fight in close combat with that kid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks who rushed forward in the transformation stage retreated, took out their magic weapons, and launched long-distance attacks.

The attacks launched simultaneously by eleven monks in the transformation stage were so powerful that they were frighteningly powerful.

"Amethyst wall!"

Shen Lang opened the amethyst wall, and layers of purple light barriers quickly formed around his body, shining as brightly as amethyst, covering Shen Lang and Lan Xian'er Xiaodie tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Lang sacrificed eighty-one Lei Ze light-splitting swords and activated the Shenfeng Sword Formation as quickly as possible!

"Boom!" The golden sword light like a huge wave protected Shen Lang, Lan Xian'er and Xiaodie, like a layer upon layer of city walls, indestructible.

"Dong dong dong!"

A series of earth-shaking explosions sounded, colorful five-element auras covered everything around them, violent winds swept around, and most of the barren mountains below were destroyed.

However, Shen Lang relied on the double defense of the Divine Edge Sword Formation and the Amethyst Wall to withstand the attacks of these eleven god-transforming monks.

"this……"

Sun Zihao, who was preparing to watch the show, was completely stunned. It was incredible that a mere monk in the middle stage of divine transformation could withstand the siege of eleven monks in the spiritual stage.

"This kid has an unusual background, otherwise he wouldn't have such powerful magical powers. This guy must not be kept!"

The old man in black robe had a gloomy look on his face. He immediately took out a white bone knife and frantically injected the spiritual power of the waves into the bone knife.

This treasure is called "Shura Sword", and it is a middle-grade ancient spiritual treasure! There is also a demon spirit condensed in this knife, which is full of evil and terrifying momentum.

There is a demon sculptured on the handle of the knife. The demon's face is twisting and shaking, and it is whimpering and releasing a lot of turbid air, which is chilling!

Shen Lang's face changed slightly. This old man in black robe was definitely not a gas-efficient lamp. With his cultivation at the peak of Divine Transformation and the middle-grade Ancient Ancient Spiritual Treasure, the power of this man's attack would probably reach a jaw-dropping level.

As the old man in black robe frantically poured spiritual power into the bone knife, the bone knife in his hand suddenly released thousands of black lights, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure that almost made Shen Lang unable to breathe!

"hiss!"

Shen Lang took a breath of cold air. He instinctively felt that the old man in black robes would launch a shocking attack at the next moment. It was already very difficult for him to defend himself from the attacks of the eleven god-transformation monks, and he might not be able to withstand this attack.

"Illusion Realm!" At this critical moment, Lan Xian'er had already finished gathering her strength and was the first to release the magical power of the Illusion Realm.

In order to launch a powerful group attack, the direction of action of the magical power of the fantasy realm was limited. Lan Xianer could only choose to attack the eleven god-transformation stage monks directly in front of her as the target.

A large swath of white light swept towards the eleven god-transformation stage monks in front of them at lightning speed, rendering everything around them pure white.

"ah!!!"

Those monks in the transformation stage who were activating their magic weapons to launch an attack saw the white light sweeping in. They had no way to defend themselves. They were caught off guard and fell deeply into the illusion. They instantly felt a splitting headache and screamed like ghosts and wolves.

Tiannan Island is extremely remote, and very few people practice magical powers such as soul attack, so there are also very few magic weapons for soul defense spread on the island.

Among the eleven monks at the stage of becoming gods, none of them had soul-defense magic weapons, and they were all attacked. For a moment, all attacks against Shen Lang suddenly stopped.

"Divine Blade Formation!"

Shen Lang seized the opportunity created by Lan Xianer and activated the Shenfeng Sword Formation to the extreme! Execute the sword light transformation.

Countless sword lights quickly merged into a golden thunder dragon that was several kilometers long. The thunder dragon opened its teeth and claws, and flew towards the black-robed old man and Sun Tzu Hao at an almost eerie speed. The violent thunder roared with a wave of thunder. The power to destroy heaven and earth!

"Oh my god!"

Sun Tzu Hao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart. Even he could see that the terrifying thunder surging from the Thunder Dragon's body contained unimaginable power!

"No, young master, back off!"

The old man in black robe stood in front of Sun Zihao.

"Shura Sword, cut!"

With a loud shout, the Shura knife in the black-robed old man's hand released a powerful black light. As the bone knife slashed, a huge wave of magic light rose into the sky, and hit the thunder dragon head-on like a mountain.

"boom!!!"

The violent explosion shook the sky and the earth, and the black light and golden lightning in the sky intertwined and collided, and the sky and the earth changed color!

The barren mountains within a hundred miles below turned into desolation in an instant!

Sun Tzu Hao, who was at the rear, held out a mahogany shield and struggled to withstand the aftermath of the explosion, his face extremely horrified.

What kind of supernatural power is this? There is such appalling power!