Godly Dragon Guard

"Sneak attack!"

The saint immediately felt the violent spiritual power fluctuations coming from behind, and her face was horrified.

She had no time to defend herself, so she had to consume a small part of her soul power again to condense a bloody wall of light behind her.

next moment.

"Boom!!!"

There was a loud noise like the world collapsing, and the three-color fire covered everything in the sky, and everything it passed was like burning mountains and boiling seas.

The blood-colored light wall was impacted by the three-color fire pillar, and it only lasted for a moment before falling apart.

The saint was extremely frightened and furious. Now that she was weak in defense, the power of the three-color fire pillar was very powerful and would definitely destroy this body!

"Bastard bastard bastard!"

The saint's face was ferocious and twisted. She could have regained her life naturally, but it was all because of Shen Lang, a bastard who didn't know how to live or die, that ruined her good deeds!

Even if this physical body is destroyed now, she must kill Shen Lang first and let out this evil breath!

The saint no longer cared about the three-color pillar of fire behind her. Before her body could survive, she tried her best to activate the bloody dragon above her head and attack Shen Lang in the temple.

"Roar!"

The huge 10,000-meter-long blood-colored flying dragon, carrying a violent aura, soared into the sky from the top of the saint's head, and let out a huge roar from its mouth, which was horrifying and horrifying, and the earth was roaring and shaking.

Compared with the huge dragon body, Shen Lang was really as small as an ant.

The blood dragon hovering in mid-air locked onto Shen Lang in the open-air temple, and swooped down towards Shen Lang with lightning speed. Wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted.

"It's over!"

There was a trace of despair in Shen Lang's eyes. The destructive power emitted by the blood dragon was terrifying. There was no way he could withstand such a heaven-defying blow, and he would definitely be blasted to pieces by the blood dragon.

How could he be willing to die here! Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot. Even if he knew he couldn't defend himself against such an attack, he would not stand and wait for death!

"Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit!"

With a roar, Shen Lang transformed into the form of a giant amethyst armored turtle, and the spiritual power in his body poured out like ocean waves, raising the defense power of the residual light sword array, amethyst wall, and sword and shield to the limit!

The blood dragon swooped down, and Shen Lang defended with all his strength!

At the critical moment, Shenxiu's entire body turned into a stream of light and was rushing towards Shen Lang. He was already less than a kilometer away from Shen Lang.

The power of the blood dragon made Shenxiu feel frightened. No matter how strong Shen Lang was, he would definitely not be able to block such an outrageous blow.

"Fuhu Seal, go!"

Shenxiu had no reservations, spitting out a mouthful of blood and pushing forward with both hands.

I saw Shenxiu's blood essence spurting out turning into ten thousand rays of Buddha's light, and countless swastika spiritual lights merging to form a kilometer-high phantom of the crouching tiger Arhat!

The phantom of the law rushed ahead of the blood dragon and enveloped the giant amethyst turtle. The phantom of Crouching Tiger Arhat clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's light as dazzling as the sun rose behind him, adding a solid defense to Shen Lang.

next moment.

"Boom!!!" The sound of the explosion was like the earth shattering, and the blood dragon took the lead in hitting the phantom of the Crouching Tiger Arhat.

What is shocking is that after being attacked by the blood dragon, the phantom of the Crouching Tiger Arhat actually remained standing, resisting the blood dragon for at least two or three breaths, and its defense power was extremely amazing!

Of course, Shenxiu himself is only at the peak level of spiritual transformation. No matter how amazing the defensive power of Fuhu Seal is, he is unable to withstand attacks that are too far beyond his level of cultivation.

The blood dragon still defeated the Fuhu Luohan Dharma and attacked directly towards Shen Lang.

But the Fuhu Seal exerted by Shenxiu on Shen Lang still exerted a huge effect, weakening nearly half of the power of the blood dragon!

It greatly increased the confidence of Shen Lang, who was already desperate!

"Dong dong dong!"

The blood dragon broke through the layers of defenses of the residual light sword array with great force, and hit the amethyst wall and sword shield condensed around Shen Lang.

"Crack!"

The sword and shield resisted for a moment and then shattered first.

The amethyst wall held on a little longer, but started to crack and shatter after two seconds.

"boom!"

The blood dragon finally defeated the amethyst wall and hit the shell of the amethyst giant turtle, making heavy roars.

Blocked by a series of defensive measures, the power of the blood dragon was almost weakened, and was finally blocked by the shell of the amethyst giant turtle.

Shen Lang also felt uncomfortable. The amethyst giant turtle's shell cracked several times, causing him serious injuries.

"Nice defense!"

Shenxiu praised.

He could see that Shen Lang was not a monk who specialized in cultivating the physical body, but he was able to use various magical powers to bring his defense power to such an astonishing height, which was really respectable!

Seeing that Shen Lang withstood the blood dragon's shocking blow, Shenxiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shen Lang's defense was high enough, otherwise it would be difficult to save his life even if he had just used up his life energy to hit the Fuhu Seal.

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the other side.

After the saint defeated the blood dragon, the three-color fire pillar broke through the defense behind her.

"boom!!!"

The sound of the explosion was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the three-color fire that filled the sky swallowed up the saint, and instantly burned Long Quan's body to ashes.

Then, even though her body was burned to ashes, the saint was still not dead, her spirit was still there!

The woman's shadow rushed out of the fire. When she saw that the blood dragon she had shot was blocked by Shen Lang and Shenxiu, she instantly collapsed emotionally and let out a hysterical roar.

"ah!!!"

The roar was like a banshee crying!

The roar of the saint's phantom contains powerful soul power fluctuations, which can even attack the monk's soul.

Fortunately, Shen Lang's spiritual consciousness cultivation was close to the early stage of void refining. After using all his spiritual consciousness to resist, his head was just a little dizzy. After Shenxiu heard the saint's roar, he held his head and let out a scream, appearing extremely painful.

Shenxiu's physical body is extremely powerful, but it also has a fatal weakness, that is, it is almost impossible to resist powerful divine soul attacks when it cannot use magic weapons.

Yuyao, who had been hiding behind, was also affected by the saint's roar, causing Xuanmen's stealth magic to be broken midway, and the prototype appeared.

"Miss Yuyao?"

Shen Lang was shocked, and then he realized that Yuyao was the one who attacked the saint just now, and that the Taiyi Samadhi True Fire was a spell cast by Yuyao. "It's you! If you dare to attack this saint, you will pay with your body!"

The saint's shadow shouted angrily and flew straight towards Yuyao.

Although she is angry, her reason is still there. This beast Shen Lang is like an invincible Xiaoqiang. If he rushes to fight for him at this time, his situation will only get worse.

The saint could only retreat to the next best thing and continue to seize other bodies. Although seizing the body again consumes twice as much soul power, there is no other way.

Furthermore, Yuyao is a female cultivator. Although she is wearing a mask, her figure is perfect and her temperament is stunning. This is the body that a saint can only dream of!

"Oops!"

Seeing the phantom of the saint flying towards Yu Yao, who was exposed, Shen Lang's face turned earthy.

The phantom of the saint is only a thousand meters away from Yuyao. Even if he uses the Holy Lord Yi's curse to support him, it is already too late!

In the flash of lightning, the phantom of the saint had already arrived in front of Yuyao.

"No!!!"

As soon as Yuyao's head came to her senses, she saw the phantom of the saint rushing toward her, her delicate body trembling and her face looking miserable.

In an instant, the phantom of the saint entered Yuyao's body!