Godly Dragon Guard

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the explosion was earth-shattering, and the right arm of the huge immortal corpse was hit by the golden sword shadow that swept forward. The terrifying sword shadow actually crushed the flesh and blood of his right arm, and a large amount of flesh and blood splashed everywhere.

"ah!!!"

Voodoo couldn't help but let out a scream, and watched helplessly as his right arm was crushed by the thunderous sword shadow. His eyes suddenly burst into tears, and he yelled angrily: "Who is it? Who is attacking you there!"

"So what if it's a sneak attack?"

Suddenly a sarcastic laughter came from the horizon, and Shen Lang, shrouded in a layer of white light, galloped from the distant horizon like a meteor and fell in front of Voodoo.

"You...you are...Brother Shen?!"

The young man in white glanced at Shen Lang, his eyes widened, and his heart was filled with turmoil. For a moment, he doubted whether he had seen it wrong.

"Brother Ouyang, long time no see."

Shen Lang looked at the young man in white and felt deeply in his heart.

The young man in white in front of him is not his former best friend, Ouyang Changfeng.

Ouyang Changfeng's appearance has not changed much. The sight in his single eye has been restored. The pupils of his eyes are like blood. There is a hint of sharpness and vicissitudes in his handsome face, and his temperament is still profound.

"Brother Shen, is it really you? Changfeng didn't admit the wrong person, did he?"

Ouyang Changfeng looked at Shen Lang in horror, it was really unbelievable.

Shen Lang never thought that one day he would meet Ouyang Changfeng again. Maybe everything was fate.

"Brother Ouyang, this is not the place to talk. I'm here to help you clear up some troubles!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang's eyes turned to Voodoo, who had lost his arm.

The huge arm of the green corpse was severed by Shen Lang's Sky Star Slash, but flesh sprouts had grown on the shoulder where the arm was connected, which showed that the opponent should be a self-healing body.

"You...who are you, how dare you ruin the good things of this city lord!"

Voodoo stared at Shen Lang with his eyes fixed on him, his expression changed several times, and he roared angrily.

He couldn't judge Shen Lang's cultivation level. Although this boy looked like he was only in the early stage of integration, the magical power he had just displayed was definitely not something that a monk in the early stage of integration could unleash!

Even the monks at the peak of the combined body can't destroy his body to that extent. Who is this kid?

"Who is it? Of course he is the one who killed you!"

Shen Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense and immediately used the Nine Star Swords and launched the Nine Nether Sword Formation.

"Boohoo!"

The Nine Star Swords soared into the sky and shattered the surrounding space, forming a sword shadow space.

The sword shadow space was like a storm, sweeping towards Voodoo.

Voodoo was so frightened that his scalp was numb. He was not weak, and he instinctively felt that the power of this attack would be ridiculously powerful.

"Ten thousand poisonous zombie fires!"

The huge green corpse opened its mouth and spit out a pillar of green fire, exerting its own magical power to the extreme.

The extremely powerful green fire pillar was like a giant laser cannon, hitting the incoming sword shadow space.

"boom!!!"

An explosion sounded like the earth was shattering.

However, the seemingly terrifying green fire pillar was unable to suppress the sword shadow space at all. It was extinguished by the sword shadow space without even resisting for half a moment.

"This...this is impossible!"

Voodoo was completely dumbfounded and screamed in horror.

He had never seen such a terrifying attack before, and his Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Fire couldn't even hold on for half a second.

The incoming sword shadow space was like a hurricane, swallowing up the huge green corpse.

"ah!!!"

Voodoo let out a crazy roar, and a large amount of corpse fire enveloped the whole body, trying to make a final struggle.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

With a burst of explosions, Voodoo's defenses were instantly broken, and his body was crushed by the sword shadow space.

The huge immortal corpse's body seemed to explode, with pieces of flesh as big as grains of rice flying everywhere.

Voodoo, killed on the spot!

Ouyang Changfeng on the side was stunned. He guessed that Shen Lang's strength might be very powerful, but he never expected that Shen Lang's strength would be so incredible!

Voodoo that instantly kills the peak of the combined body with one blow... If Shen Lang is a Mahayana monk, Ouyang Changfeng might believe it.

However, Mahayana monks cannot enter the ghost prison. Shen Lang's strength makes Ouyang Changfeng awe-inspiring.

The army of monks in Blackwood City on the battlefield watched helplessly as the huge immortal corpse was instantly killed by a monk who suddenly appeared. They were suddenly in chaos, with faces of horror on their faces, and their morale was greatly reduced.

Shen Lang did not stop moving and joined the battle group.

"The army of Darkmoon City monks obeys the order and counterattacks!"

Ouyang Changfeng gave the order.

"kill!"

The monks in Darkmoon City shouted and shouted.

After Shen Lang killed the voodoo, the morale of the monks in Darkmoon City soared and they began to counterattack.

"Tian Xing Slash!"

Shen Lang casually struck out with a Heavenly Star Slash, and the overwhelming sword shadows struck at the integration stage monks in Blackwood City.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, more than a dozen Blackwood City integrated monks were swallowed up by the shadow of the sword and died. It was too tragic to watch.

Shen Lang kept harvesting the lives of the ghost cultivators in Blackwood City like he was chopping melons and vegetables on the battlefield. The wave-like sword shadow passed by, and the ghost cultivators wherever he passed were blasted into blood mist on the spot!

Seeing Shen Lang's abnormal strength, the ghost cultivators in Blackwood City were all frightened out of their wits, and their morale was greatly reduced.

"kill!"

Ouyang Changfeng led a large group of Dark Moon City ghost cultivators in a frantic killing spree and launched a fierce attack.

The battle situation took a 180-degree turn. The Blackwood City monk army weakened rapidly. The remaining troops lost all fighting spirit and fled to the west.

The army of Darkmoon City monks swept the battlefield and wiped out almost all the Blackwood City monks, winning a complete victory.

"Brother Shen Lang, I will never thank you for your kindness!" Ouyang Changfeng hugged Shen Lang heavily with gratitude in his eyes.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you."

"Okay! Let's go to the main hall in the city and have a drink and talk." Ouyang Changfeng laughed, feeling very happy.

Before leaving the battlefield, Ouyang Changfeng introduced Shen Lang to a group of Dark Moon City Fusion Stage monks and said loudly: "This is my brother, his name is Shen Lang. From now on, seeing him is like seeing me!"

"good!"

All the combined-stage monks in Darkmoon City nodded.

The Ghost Prison is a place that values ​​strength. Shen Lang can instantly kill Voodoo with one strike. Needless to say, Ouyang Changfeng has such terrifying strength. They will all be in awe of Shen Lang.

"Brother Shen has incredible powers, I admire him!"

"Haha, that's right. The victory in this battle is entirely due to Brother Shen."

Several high-level executives from Darkmoon City who were in the late stages of fusion and even those at the peak of fusion came forward to greet Shen Lang and expressed their admiration.

"Since you are all under Brother Ouyang, just treat me as one of your own." Shen Lang laughed.

Seeing how approachable Shen Lang was, the high-level officials of Darkmoon City had a great impression of him.

Ouyang Changfeng ordered some monks to clean up the battlefield, and then took Shen Lang back to the City Lord's Mansion in Dark Moon City.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the two of them set up a wine table and talked freely.

The two had a drink together, and Ouyang Changfeng couldn't help but ask: "Brother Shen, Changfeng, can you ask a more vulgar question? What is your current level of cultivation?"