Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang's mind was only focused on dealing with Zi Ying, and he did not pay attention to Xuanting and other Three Saints cultivators who posed no threat to him.

"Die, die!!!"

The fire of the stars continued to burn Shen Lang's body, but Shen Lang was not afraid at all. The severe pain made him become more and more courageous as he fought. The fire-tipped spear in his hand was like countless flaming meteors shooting out, a violent storm-like offensive. The purple shadow was forced to retreat continuously.

"Damn it!"

Ziying tried her best to defend herself and was almost overwhelmed by Shen Lang's attack.

She didn't dare to transform into her true form, otherwise her body would be too big and she would be easily burned by the star fire released by the fire-tipped spear.

After fighting for a while, Ziying's face became paler. The blood and vitality in her body were quickly absorbed by the Liangyizhou disc in her hand. Shen Lang could clearly feel that her aura was constantly weakening.

Back to Shen Lang, although his physical body was constantly being burned and the injuries were getting more and more serious, his soul body was protected by the glazed heart lamp fire, so the soul body would not be too traumatized in a short period of time.

This can at least keep Shen Lang's consciousness clear and his will to fight will not fade.

Seeing that Ziying's aura was weakening and his movements were getting slower and slower, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with light, and the three-pointed gun head suddenly rotated.

The fire-tip spears and spear tassels suddenly turned into eight fierce and terrifying purple fire snakes. The fire snakes suddenly dispersed, from eight different directions, crossing the black and white vortex condensed by the two discs of the universe, and engulfed the purple shadow. .

"not good!"

Ziying's face became extremely ugly. While activating the Liangyizhou disc, he took out the Wind-fixing Pearl as quickly as possible, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence into the Wind-fixing Pearl.

"Buzz buzz!"

The Wind-fixing Pearl immediately absorbed the power of Zi Ying's essence and blood, and a huge amount of seven-color storm surged out, surrounding Zi Ying's body.

"Boom boom boom!"

The eight purple fire snakes collided with the purple shadow almost at the same time, making a dull and loud noise like a landslide, and purple firelight splashing in all directions.

Most of the flame energy was resisted by the seven-color storm, but a small amount of sparks still seeped into the storm and burned Ziying's body.

"ah!!!"

Ziying's body was burned by the splashing sparks, and he let out a shrill and painful scream.

Although she is a Daluo Jinxian, her physical strength is not very high, at least much weaker than Shen Lang.

The energy of Ziwei Sky Fire is huge, even a small spark is enough to break through the defense of Ziying's physical body.

I saw Ziying's flesh body was hit by sparks, with holes and wounds. The flames at the wounds spread quickly, burning large areas of flesh and blood. A large area of ​​Ziying's skin was scorched black and cracked. Thick black smoke emitted from the wounds. The intense pain made her feel That beautiful face became twisted and ferocious.

"Hahaha, it must be uncomfortable to be burned by the Ziwei Heavenly Fire!"

Shen Lang laughed loudly, his words full of sarcasm, and he attacked more and more crazily.

Ziying's face was as pale as earth, and he had to endure the pain, gritting his teeth to support the black and white whirlpool in front of him, trying his best to defend against Shen Lang's attack, not daring to relax at all.

While Shen Lang was attacking with all his strength, he controlled the eight purple fire snakes with his spiritual thoughts and repeatedly attacked the seven-color storm around Ziying.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of dull explosions followed, and the ferocious purple fire snake was like a beast from the wild, madly attacking the seven-color storm condensed on the surface of the purple shadow's body.

Soon, Ziying's whole body was severely burned by the sparks that kept shooting out, and he was almost unrecognizable.

The physical body was severely injured, coupled with the continuous consumption of blood and vitality, Ziying's consciousness gradually fell into blur, the physical movement was obviously much slower, and it had begun to become unable to defend itself.

Shen Lang's condition did not improve much. The severe backlash caused by the fire-pointed spear made his whole body look like coke, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his breath began to weaken significantly.

Fortunately, Ziying was the first to be unable to withstand it. Her body was already crumbling, and the black and white vortex in front of her was bright and dark, showing signs of collapse.

Shen Lang seized the opportunity and shot straight out!

"Boom!!!"

The fire-tipped spear, carrying a raging wave of fire, hit the black and white whirlpool whose power was greatly reduced, and burst out with a loud noise like the earth was shattering.

The endless star fire exploded and scattered, completely defeating the black and white vortex.

This sky-shattering shot shattered the black and white vortex into a large amount of black and white airflow, flying in all directions.

"That's it, purple shadow witch, go to hell for me!"

Shen Lang's eyes widened, he let out a crazy roar, and stabbed out with a spear!

"boom!"

The fire-tip gun's light surged, the gun body trembled and groaned, surging red-gold flames rushed out, and the sharp three-pointed gun head hit Ziying with indescribable dazzling firelight.

"It's over!"

Seeing the fire-tipped spear piercing towards him at lightning speed, Ziying's eyes were about to split, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

However, at this critical moment.

Suddenly, a beam of light that looked like seven colors flew from the sky and slammed into Shen Lang's back at an almost teleporting speed.

"boom!!!"

The sound of explosion caused the earth to shatter, and twisted colorful spiritual light swept all around.

Before the fire-tip spear in Shen Lang's hand could hit Ziying, he was hit in the back by this mysterious colorful beam of light.

"ah!!!"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and he let out a tragic scream. His upper body, chest and abdomen were penetrated by the colorful beam, creating a bloody hollow blood hole. It was hideous and terrifying!

After the blow, a large amount of blood mist floated into the sky. Shen Lang's aura weakened sharply, and his body could no longer hold on, and he fell from the sky.

"impossible!"

Shen Lang showed an expression of incredible horror. In a daze, he seemed to see a young figure flying into the sky with golden clouds in the distance. It was the statue of the child who guarded the altar previously.

"I have been ordered by my master to guard the ancient wooden altar. Anyone who trespasses without permission will be killed on the spot!"

The boy made a childish voice, and on his right shoulder was holding a mysterious vase filled with colorful light. The mouth of the bottle was pointed at the falling Shen Lang, and another seven-colored beam of light was emitted.

"Oops!"

When Shen Lang was in a trance, he suddenly saw the colorful beam of light coming again, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up.

The sudden blow just now had severely damaged his body and soul. If he were to withstand another seven-colored beam of terrifying power, he might really die from it!

"Guangtian Palace, now!!!"

At the moment of extreme crisis, Shen Lang got the strength from nowhere, raised his right hand high, and a golden mini palace appeared in his palm, which was Guangtian Palace.

At the moment before the colorful beam of light struck, Shen Lang used up the last energy of his body and soul to escape into Guangtian Palace.

Immediately afterwards.

"Boom!!!"

With a deafening sound, the colorful beams of light hit Guangtian Palace, making a piercing sound of explosion, and the terrifying colorful aura spread like a huge rolling wave.

Ziying was blown away by the impact of this energy, his mouth bled, and he fell unconscious.

The remaining monks of the Three Saints Cult were killed on the spot and their bodies were reduced to powder by the seven-colored spiritual light that swept away. No bones were left! (To be continued)