Godly Dragon Guard

"Sword Domain!"

Shen Lang used his sword domain with a crazy face, controlling the overwhelming sword shadows and light blades to strangle Chiyang.

"Dong dong dong!"

The sound of the explosion was like the earth shattering, but it still failed to cause much damage to Chiyang.

Except for the evil shadow whose strength has skyrocketed, which can be of some use, the attacks of other monks are really unsatisfactory and cannot break through the defense.

Yun Henzi's support reached the limit, and his breath became weaker and weaker. Due to the excessive consumption of vitality and soul power, his skin is drying up and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his bones have begun to shrink.

The seven-colored runes that bound Chi Yang began to be burned by black flames and gradually disappeared.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly, a violent muffled sound sounded, and Chi Yang finally broke free from the seven-colored runes that bound him.

The moment he broke free from the colorful runes, black air waves surged all over Chiyang's body, sweeping around like a violent tornado. The monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance who besieged him were all blown away by the sudden explosion of spiritual pressure. Got out.

"puff!"

Chiyang broke free from the shackles of the Jinxia Vase, and Yunhenzi was deeply affected by the backlash. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His whole body was already shaky, and his life had come to an end.

Shen Lang relied on his strengthened sword domain and nine-turn seal to withstand the terrifying spiritual pressure emitted by Chiyang, and was barely able to stabilize his body.

Seeing Chi Yang breaking free from the restraints and Yun Henzi dying, Shen Lang's heart twitched and his heart sank to the bottom.

Chiyang was restrained just now and stood up for them to hit, but they couldn't hit him. Now that this beast has escaped from the trap, what effect can they achieve with their weak strength?

Shen Lang clenched his fists, knowing that there was no hope of survival.

But even if he dies, he must die standing and must not lose his dignity.

"Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Formation!"

Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst, and he used his last strength, spitting out three streaks of golden blood from his mouth, and used the killing move of the sword domain.

The silver sword shadows all over the sky turned into nine silver scorching suns. The energy compressed to the extreme was filled with terrifying power that destroyed the world. The nine silver scorching suns pressed towards the red sun one after another.

"Shen Lang, you little bastard, you are trying to hurt me with this half-baked earthly magic. What a fool's errand! Since you can jump so well, I will operate on you first!"

Chiyang's eyes flashed with violent murderous intent.

Among these rubbish monks in the ancient spiritual world, Shen Lang is the only one who has emerged in strength, but he is far from qualified to make Chi Yang take him seriously. He is even weaker than Du Xuan and Tieshan.

However, what surprised Chiyang was that this kid had not yet cultivated an immortal body, yet he was able to use thin chaotic spiritual power and master crude earthly immortal techniques, which was quite strange.

As soon as Chi Yang's roar subsided, a huge red centipede shadow rose behind him.

The centipede phantom opened its sharp mouthparts and spit out a large black poisonous fire, overwhelming the sky and hitting the nine-round silver scorching sun.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The heavy roar shook the heaven and the earth, and the nine silver scorching suns collapsed on the spot and exploded. The black poisonous fire released by the red sun instantly suppressed Shen Lang's attack.

"It's over!"

Seeing the overwhelming black poisonous fire coming towards him, Shen Lang looked crazy and miserable, with nowhere to dodge.

Shen Lang no longer has any means to resist this level of attack. Even if he is in the state of Three Flowers Gathering, he will be poisoned by the curse after being attacked by the poisonous fire, and he will definitely die!

"Don't even think about it, evil beast!"

Just when Shen Lang was desperate, Yun Henzi, who was dying below, used up his last bit of strength to raise the Golden Cloud Vase into the sky.

"Buzz buzz!"

The golden rosy vase carried a large swath of colorful rays of light, forming a barrier that abruptly withstood the power of the black poisonous fire.

"Crush it, treasure bottle!"

Yun Henzi's old face, mixed with a little sadness, turned into a stream of light and flew into the golden glow vase.

The Jinxia treasure vase is the natal magic weapon that Jinxia boy's life depends on. If the vase is with the person, the person will die if the vase breaks.

"boom!!!"

As Yun Henzi's soul exploded, the Jinxia Treasure Vase also shattered on the spot. The colorful light gushing out of the bottle broke through the sky. The holy light covered everything around him. Even the dead air above Qishan Mountain was expelled and purified.

"Old guy, you have the guts!!!"

Seeing the all-pervasive seven-color light spread, Chiyang was filled with shock and anger, and let out a loud shout: "Seventh-level magic, sea of ​​tribulation flames."

Chiyang tried his best to open up a golden sea of ​​fire. The sea of ​​​​fire was filled with dense rune marks, like layers of defensive barriers, trying to withstand the power of the self-destruction of the Jinxia Aquarius.

At this moment, all the monks seemed to be deaf, and the violent tinnitus shattered the eardrums.

The seven-colored spiritual light that destroyed the heaven and earth covered everything, and Yun Henzi let out a final sigh:

"Good disciple, you can only go so far as a teacher. Only you can save the Three Realms. Don't give up that glimmer of hope."

The heavy explosion roared for a long time.

The colorful rays of light that burst out after the golden glow vase exploded seemed to only cause great damage to Chi Yang. The other monks except Chi Yang did not suffer any damage.

The defensive magic that Chi Yang exerted with all his strength failed to withstand the terrifying power of the self-destruction of the golden glow bottle, and his body was swallowed up and drowned by the colorful glow.

"ah!!!"

Chiyang let out a shrill scream, his physical body protected by the red shadow armor did not suffer much damage, but his soul was severely damaged.

After the blow, Chiyang barely stood in the void, with an expression of pain on his face, a large amount of golden blood gushing out from his mouth, nose and ears, holding his head and wailing, his breath was weak.

"No Master!"

Shen Lang looked up to the sky and roared, feeling extremely sad and his voice was a bit heartbreaking.

The bottle is there and the people are there, but if the bottle is broken, the people are dead.

Once upon a time, the Jinxia boy, in order to follow Taiyi Zhenren and be reborn in the lower world, sealed his remnant soul in the Jinxia vase and connected it with his life. Now that the treasure vase explodes, Jinxia boy will completely cease to exist.

Reluctance, anger, sadness and other emotions surged into his heart. Shen Lang hated himself for being so weak!

"Ah!!! The beasts from the outside world are here to die!"

Shen Lang's whole body twitched and trembled, and an extreme anger surged into his heart. He was completely swallowed up by the anger, his eyes were as red as blood, and he wanted to peel Chiyang's skin and cramps, and tear him into pieces!

In a rage, Shen Lang turned into a ray of white light that reached the sky and flew quickly towards the red sun. The murderous intent boiled in his eyes, like a wild beast that chooses people to devour.

At this moment, Shen Lang's heart was filled with only one thought: he wanted Chi Yang to be buried with Yun Henzi!

Unfortunately, although Chiyang's soul was injured, it did not mean that he would be slaughtered at this moment.

The souls of true immortals are extremely powerful and can sustain themselves for a period of time even if they suffer severe damage.

"You don't know the heights of the world!"

Seeing Shen Lang rushing over like a mad dog, Chi Yang covered his head with his right hand, and his left hand suddenly turned into a centipede-like foot, wrapping around Shen Lang like a python.