Godly Dragon Guard

"Tsk!"

Shen Lang smacked his lips. It seemed that an attack of this level could not cause much damage to the body of Drought Demon Sky Corpse.

Wu Zang was even more frightened and angry. This stupid boy who appeared out of nowhere was actually able to injure his Drought Demon Sky Corpse!

Unlike other puppets, the Drought Demon Sky Corpse is powerful, but once it is refined and formed, its physical body will be difficult to repair. Even the seemingly minor claw marks would probably take Uzang more than ten years to repair.

Shen Lang used all his strength to use the Heavenly Demon Blood Claw to circle back and forth, and soon left a large number of claw marks on the three Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses.

"Roar!!!"

The three Drought Demon Sky Corpses couldn't keep up with Shen Lang's speed, and they let out furious roars, becoming even more irritable.

Drought Demon Sky Corpse is not the kind of puppet zombie that will completely obey its master. Once angered, it will go crazy and run wild, making it difficult to control.

"Three idiots, don't fight this guy in close combat!"

Wu Zangqi's face turned livid, and three thick blood-colored chains flew out of his right sleeve, quickly connecting to the back and spine of the Drought Demon Sky Corpse.

Wu Zang conveyed his spiritual thoughts into the spiritual power chain, forcibly suppressing the violent emotions of the three Drought Demon Sky Corpses, and was able to control the actions of the Drought Demon Sky Corpses in more detail.

The three Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses stopped chopping and spit out large amounts of blood-colored corpse fire, sweeping towards Shen Lang.

"Be careful, this is the Heavenly Corpse Poison Fire. Just a trace of it will cause the body to collapse!" Bai Weiwei, who was not far away, shouted, trying to remind Shen Lang.

"The devil's gale! The devil's yin fire!"

Shen Lang was not afraid at all, a black flame tornado rolled up around him, and he met the bloody corpse fire head on.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of violent roars and explosions was endless. Shen Lang's two Earth Immortal Techniques shot out in one breath, barely able to withstand most of the poisonous fire from the three Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses.

A small part of the corpse fire that could not be resisted hit Shen Lang's body head-on, but it was all defused by the golden runes pouring out of the surface of the nine-turn golden body.

"What kind of magical power is this that can actually defend against the poisonous fire of Drought Demon Sky Corpse?"

Wu Zang's color suddenly changed, and he was extremely shocked.

"Haha, did you think I would tell you?"

Shen Lang sneered, and instantly fired a Guishui Yin Thunder, and a violent black thunder and lightning suddenly surged out from behind. The huge amount of black thunder and lightning condensed into a dozen black thunder dragons with a body length of several kilometers.

To capture the thief, capture the king first!

"Roar!"

More than a dozen black thunder dragons bared their teeth and claws, and simultaneously devoured Uzang himself.

Wu Zang's mind was in a state of shock. He had just consumed a large amount of his life energy to release his ultimate move, and his body was so depleted that it was difficult to muster a powerful magical power to counterattack.

In desperation, Wu Zang quickly tightened the spiritual chain, summoned the three Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses, and protected him.

The three Drought Demon Celestial Corpses opened their mouths at the same time and spat out a large amount of blood-colored fireballs condensed from the poisonous fire of the Celestial Corpses. They shot towards the incoming black thunder dragon like cannonballs.

“Dong dong dong!!!”

All kinds of deafening explosions were like thunderbolts in the clear sky, and a large amount of corpse fire and Guishui Yin thunder intertwined with each other.

In fact, the magical power of the Drought Demon Celestial Corpse itself is not that powerful compared to that of monks in the same realm. It relies on the terrifying curse ability of the Celestial Corpse Poison Fire.

The poisonous fire is so overbearing that even human and immortal monks dare not touch it.

However, Shen Lang's nine-turn golden body can resist this level of curse power, so when the Han Demon Sky Corpse encounters Shen Lang, it can be regarded as meeting its nemesis.

Wu Zang, who was firmly protected in the center by three Drought Demon Sky Corpses, also tried his best to open the defensive barrier and resist the impact of the black thunder and lightning.

After all, the opponent is a monk at the peak of human immortality. It is not easy for Shen Lang to hurt Uzang.

"Ignorant child, do you think this little trick can really make me suffer? How ridiculous! Since you are looking for death, I will help you!"

Uzang was too lazy to play any more, so he used the blood-colored vase again and injected chaotic spiritual power into the vase.

Hundreds of ghosts flew out of the mouth of the bottle, and all the ghosts flew into the mouths of ten Drought Demon Sky Corpses.

"The golden corpse returns to its place!"

As Wu Zang shouted loudly, the seven Drought Demon Sky Corpses that had been injured by Guishui Yin Thunder had recovered. The blood flames all over their bodies surged, and the ice and black arcs on the surface of their bodies were dissolved.

Seven spiritual chains flew out of Wu Zang's sleeves, connecting the seven recovered Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses.

"Roar!!!"

At this moment, the ten Drought Demon Sky Corpses were controlled by Wu Zang again, and they let out low and hoarse roars. They exuded an astonishing and terrifying aura of hostility!

"Golden Corpse, kill this bastard for me!"

Wu Zang gave an order, and ten Drought Demon Sky Corpses with a surge of aura flew toward Shen Lang at the same time. They all waved the bloody giant axes in the book and struck Shen Lang violently.

Shen Lang was surrounded by ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses. His hands turned into demon blood claws and he tried to fight back. However, in just a few breaths, he was beaten by the violent storm-like attacks of ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses and was unable to fight back.

"clang!"

There was a sound like a violent metal collision, and the giant ax in the hand of a Drought Demon Corpse struck Shen Lang on the back, almost breaking his golden body!

Shen Lang stumbled forward and hurriedly stabilized his body, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

If faced with three Drought Demon Sky Corpses, Shen Lang in human form still has a chance of winning.

But at the same time, facing ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses with high fighting spirit, it was completely impossible for him to stand a chance of winning in his human form.

Bai Weiwei hid under a boulder in the distance. Shen Lang was in her mind and she never left the battlefield.

Even if she escapes now, she will have to wait until she leaves the Holy Spirit Mountains before she can ask for help from the Seven Sacred Palaces. By then, the day lily will be cold, so it is better to hope that Shen Lang can handle this crisis now.

Seeing that Shen Lang's situation was in danger, Bai Weiwei gritted her silver teeth and was considering whether to step forward to help the man.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow flashed beside Bai Weiwei like a ghost.

"who?"

Bai Weiwei was startled, and after taking a closer look, she realized it was Xia Shan'er. She still remembered that this woman seemed to be Shen Lang's senior sister.

Xia Shan'er watched the battle attentively, fearing that something might happen to Shen Lang, and ignored Bai Weiwei at the side.

Shen Lang had been telling Xia Shan'er not to come out before, but Xia Shan'er was really worried about Shen Lang's safety, so she ran over and was ready to go into battle at any time.

The two women seemed to know each other, so they simply said nothing and stared at the battlefield with anxious expressions.

"The devil changes!"

Shen Lang's eyes were filled with blood, and he tried his best to drive the demonic seeds in his soul. He let out a thunderous roar from his mouth, and black light surged from his body. His body quickly twisted and changed, and finally turned into a hundred-eyed demon with a human body and a centipede tail, thousands of meters long!

"Roar!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon looked up to the sky and roared, and the demonic energy rising around him turned into a violent tornado of black flames, which instantly drove away the ten Drought Demon Sky Corpses that besieged him. The violent aura made people's scalp numb!

"what!"

Uzang was startled. The violent and ferocious aura exuded by this evil demon was too shocking. The pressure like a demon even made him tremble!