Godly Dragon Guard

What is surprising is that after the young man's body was cut into two parts by the Immortal Killing Sword, the wounds were very neat, and the flesh and blood at the wounds was actually a strange white gelatinous substance.

After one blow, the flesh and blood of the young man's upper and lower body were separated and he flew out diagonally.

"How dare you be so arrogant even though you are just a puppet!"

Shen Lang glanced at the two pieces of white flesh that flew out, secretly thinking that it was indeed the case.

He had had speculations in his mind before, and this was indeed the case.

The young man who claimed to be Lingzhu was nothing more than a puppet. The fleshy body that made up the puppet's body was somewhat similar to the strange beast that Zhang Daoling had summoned in Shu Mountain.

But the difference is that this humanoid puppet actually has spiritual intelligence. Perhaps it was artificially sealed with a powerful soul, so it can release that level of spiritual pressure.

It's not over yet.

The boy's body that was divided into two parts was mixed and squirming like a ball of mud, and in an instant he turned into two "spiritual beads", both of which were exactly the same regardless of size or appearance.

"The thief shall die!"

The two teenagers each condensed red lotus spears in their hands, shouted loudly, and attacked Shen Lang again, one from the left and the other from the right.

Shen Lang's eyes were filled with surprise. This humanoid puppet could actually transform into multiple individuals. It was much smarter than the strange beasts he had encountered before.

The two men in front of him were stabbing with spears, but Shen Lang still did not dodge or evade, waiting for work, and his body set off a dark golden magnetic light.

"Boom! Boom!"

Before the red lotus spears in the hands of the two teenagers hit Shen Lang's body, they were knocked away again by the huge repulsive force of the magnetic golden light. Instead, they were counterattacked by the fire released by the red lotus spears.

The strength gap between the two sides was too large. The young man's attack could hardly break through Shen Lang's defense. Shen Lang could remain invincible with only the magnetic golden light.

Taking advantage of the instability of the two puppet clones, Shen Lang mobilized the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand with all his strength and performed the Shangqing Yuyun Style, preparing to end the battle.

In an instant, the Immortal Killing Sword in Shen Lang's hand split into endless bloody sword shadows, converging into an overwhelming bloody sword cloud. The thick bloody sword cloud carried the power of suppressing the world and swallowed up the two puppet clones of the young man.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering roar and explosion, the terrifying blood-colored sword cloud tore the two puppet clones into pieces with a power that could destroy the world.

The boy's two clones exploded one after another, turning into countless pieces of white flesh and blood the size of rice grains, flying everywhere.

Just when Shen Lang thought the battle was over, the white flesh that spattered out suddenly expanded like marshmallows and transformed into human forms, turning into thousands of "spiritual beads".

The puppet clone that re-transformed into a human form locked onto Shen Lang with its spiritual consciousness, swarmed up and continued to attack Shen Lang.

"Tsk!"

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, he didn't expect this puppet to be so difficult to deal with.

Seeing countless puppet clones attacking one after another, Shen Lang had no choice but to activate the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, roll up the overwhelming bloody sword cloud, and fight with the numerous puppet clones.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dense and harsh explosions shook the world, and the sky above the River Styx was instantly flooded with blood. The movement was so loud that it was jaw-dropping.

What troubled Shen Lang was that the combat power of a single puppet clone was not much weaker than the original figure.

After the number of clones increased sharply, the magical power they released together was no less powerful than Shen Lang, which really put a lot of pressure on him.

While Shen Lang rolled up the bloody sword cloud, these puppet clones also released a sea of ​​​​fire, intertwined and collided with the bloody sword cloud, and there was a stalemate for a while.

"Dad, should we go up and help Shen Lang?"

Seeing that the battle situation had become a bit complicated, Feiye couldn't help but frown and asked for instructions.

The Styx Cult Ancestor chuckled: "If this kid Shen Lang can't even defeat a puppet, then he shouldn't be the Chosen One! Since he has taken the initiative to take on this responsibility, he still has to show some real skills. Just let him Let him show off."

"good."

Feiye said no more and silently watched the battle.

The other monks also stayed in the defensive formation, paying close attention to the battle situation above the River Styx.

After Shen Lang fought with a large number of puppet clones for a while, he gradually adapted to the rhythm, and his attacks became more and more violent, using the Immortal Killing Sword Code to the extreme.

While activating the Immortal Killing Sword, he did not forget to burn his own small universe. The star map of Sagittarius appeared above his head, and countless aurora arrows dropped from the star map to accurately kill these puppet clones.

The phantom of the Shura Demon God condensed behind him also continued to release the moon-burning demonic light, attacking the puppet clones.

Shen Lang used three top-level golden immortal arts at the same time, and the astonishing power he unleashed was finally able to suppress many puppet clones.

Although the magical powers are not much different from before, thanks to the huge improvement in cultivation and soul power, the power of magical powers displayed by Shen Lang is five or six times stronger than before entering the Mongolian Realm. , his skills shocked everyone!

The space above the Styx River became distorted and turbulent under the frequent aura bombardment, and space storms kept blowing, making it difficult to recover for a while.

All the monks were also amazed.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the deafening explosion, the puppet clones collapsed one after another.

These puppet clones defeated by Shen Lang finally lost their ability to recover and were completely destroyed.

It took Shen Lang half a stick of incense to finally defeat all the puppet clones. A large amount of golden air flowed out of the puppet's remains, condensing into the spirit bead's soul.

Since the body of the deity has been completely destroyed, Lingzhu's soul has also reached the edge of collapse, floating like smoke, as if it will disperse at any time.

Even so, the remnant soul of this spirit bead still roared unyieldingly: "Thief, although I am no match for you, but don't be too happy. With your little ability, it is absolutely impossible to shake the leader!"

Shen Lang said coldly: "So what if I can't shake him? I have different moral concepts from Yuanshi Tianzun. If he wants to stop me, I should try my best to resist and protect myself."

The remnant soul of Ling Zhuzi was unwilling to give up and shouted at Shen Lang: "If you really want to save the world, I advise you to turn around and don't go against the leader, otherwise the true immortal world will eventually fall into an abyss of eternal destruction!"

"I, Shen Lang, do things by myself, why do I need guidance from a stupid person like you? You false soul, don't tarnish the spiritual beads, just be obedient and be destroyed by me!"

As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, a phantom of a Yuan Feng burning with nine-color flames appeared behind him, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the loud phoenix chirping sound filled the sky.

Yuan Feng opened his beak and swallowed the remaining soul of the spirit bead alive.

At this point, the puppet was completely destroyed.

Just when Shen Lang relaxed a little, something happened again.

A golden vortex appeared again in the sky above the Styx River, and this time a mysterious old man with white hair and a childlike face descended from the vortex...

"Master Taiyi!"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and he shouted in surprise with a ferocious face.