Good Fortune Immortal Road

Chapter 187 Demonic Candle Dragon

Everyone watched Shen Lang being knocked away by Moro's fist, with their hearts in their throats. Instead, they didn't pay attention to Moro's injury. They were all looking to see if Shen Lang was defeated.

However, Shen Lang was like a fallen leaf fluttering with the power of the fist. In fact, he did not receive much damage. On the contrary, his sword made Moro very passive.

Although Moro, who was possessed by the demon god, was several times more powerful than usual, there was also a huge price to pay for it.

Although these demon gods are not real demon gods, they are just a trace of the demon god's thoughts that have fallen into the long river of fate. However, how can a mortal body control the power of the demon gods? Therefore, every time a demon god is possessed, it is a very big drain on Moro. , only after he has completely surrendered these demons can he be able to use their power like an arm and a finger.

At this time, Moro had the idea of ​​a quick victory. Unfortunately, Shen Lang's power was beyond his imagination, and even beyond everyone's imagination. Not only was he not suppressed by him, but it caused him a lot of damage. harm.

Moreover, the seemingly powerful blow just now actually did not cause as much damage to Shen Lang as imagined. Shen Lang had secretly used True Qi to protect his body when Moro hit that powerful blow. In addition, his physical body was far superior to that of monks of the same level, so Shen Lang only suffered some fallout.

Moro thought to himself that the situation on the court seemed to be unfavorable to him, so he decided to attack fiercely. Before Shen Lang could recover, he suppressed the injury and punched Shen Lang with another shocking punch.

There is nothing fancy, only the fierce and unforged fists, making Shen Lang unable to avoid and retreat.

Seeing such a scene, Shen Lang did not dare to be careless at all. He operated his True Qi to the limit and used an Eight-pole Qiankun Sword to form a continuous flow of Bagua space. He played with this powerful fist in the void. middle.

No matter how powerful the fist was, its power was reduced to nothingness under the constant wear and tear of the eight spaces. Shen Lang successfully defused the opponent's attack this time.

However, Moro's methods were far more than that. With a roar that resounded throughout the sky, two demonic shadows formed behind him. This was the most primitive and pure true form of the demonic god. Not to mention those low-level monks, even those old demons. I have never seen an ancestor-level figure.

The disciples of the Demon God Palace were all shocked by Moro's powerful attack, and they cheered for Moro with joy. They wished that this genius could kill Shen Lang with one blow.

Two demonic shadows appeared at the same time, forming a rare Great Dao resonance. The wind and thunder were like the coming of doom, covering the entire platform of life and death.

Shen Lang had no choice but to face the opponent's devastating attack. The two demon phantoms showed their true strength, giving Shen Lang the idea of ​​being invincible.

However, this thought was fleeting. His Taoist heart was originally extremely tenacious and would not be easily shaken even in such desperate situations.

Before the opponent's punch was released, the void had already begun to vibrate. The layers of space vibrated, causing this originally extremely solid life and death platform to tremble a little.

The ancestor of the Yellow Springs Sect also had a change of expression on his face. When he looked at the ancestors of the Netherworld Sect, he realized that their expressions were even more nervous.

Facing such a massive attack, Shen Lang's flow of True Qi also showed a slight stagnation. He forcibly took a sip of True Qi, used the maximum strength of his body, and slashed it out with another sword.

The opponent's demonic power is achieved through the supreme secret method and through layers of severe tests, communicating with a trace of the demonic thought in the long river of destiny, and guiding this demonic thought to possess Moro's body, thus exerting its power. The power of the devil.

Shen Lang's sword is a collection of its own powerful soul. It is not as sharp as the previous Three-Yuan Poji Sword that shocked the past and the present, nor is it as powerful as the Five Sovereigns and Five Emperors Sword.

This sword is learned from the Divine Ability taught by Soul Eater. It is specially designed to deal with those spiritual ghosts in the world. It is really specially designed to restrain this kind of sword technique created by Spirit Body and practice it to the extreme. It also causes great damage to Primordial Spirit.

At this time, Moro also punched the most powerful punch so far, which contained the power of wind and thunder like Opening Heaven. It was a power that was only available when the heaven and earth were first divided and the Hongmeng was not yet judged.

Although this punch is less than one billionth of that of a real demon, it is more than enough to deal with Shen Lang, a monk in the Responsive Attunement stage.

An extremely dangerous warning also arose in Shen Lang's heart. He might actually fall under the opponent's punch.

Facing such a powerful attack, Shen Lang did not dare to hold back any longer. The Wu Fang Five Elements Flag appeared around him, and an extremely solid formation protected him.

There was a loud bang. Even with the protection of Wu Fang's Five Elements Flag, Shen Lang was still vomited blood by this blow, and his internal organs were also severely damaged. This was because he had cultivated the five-color divine light, and his internal organs were far beyond ordinary people's imagination. So there is no internal disintegration.

But at the same time as he was hit by this punch, Shen Lang used the Six-Path Wheel to strike directly at the soul with a sword, and successfully struck Moro's body.

When Moro saw Shen Lang's sword, he suddenly panicked, but it was too late to dodge. However, after being struck by the sword, there were no wounds on his body. This made him feel relieved and laughed. Shen Lang was covered in blood.

The ancestors of Netherworld Sect outside the venue saw Shen Lang in such a miserable state and wished they could come on stage to save him. Jingjing was so heartbroken when she saw such a scene that she wished she could use Divine Ability to save this hateful guy Moro. Crushing bones and scattering ashes.

It's a pity that this is the stage of life and death. Once you get there, life, death, wealth, and wealth will all depend on your destiny. Even the arrival of an immortal cannot change the rules here. The rules are set by the two Apex Level sects, Netherworld Sect and Yellow Springs Sect.

Just when Moro thought he had a chance to win, Shen Lang forcibly used the Immortal Slaying Sword to support his body and stood up again. The blood in his mouth could not be suppressed and kept gushing out.

This talented young man who has repeatedly defeated powerful enemies suffered such a serious injury for the first time, and the Great Millstone of Good Fortune in the middle Dantian also showed functions that it had never exerted before. A soft breath continued to flow through Shen Lang. It flowed within his body, repairing his injured areas bit by bit.

Seeing Shen Lang's miserable appearance, Moro smiled proudly: "It seems that you are much stronger than I thought. If you hadn't met me, maybe you would have achieved good results in the future. Unfortunately, it's you today." death date."

Shen Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and forced a smile on his pale face. However, when outsiders approached, he was at the end of his strength and did not pose any threat to Moro.

"As long as I don't fall, this battle is not over. Even if I suffer disaster, my heart will still be the same." Shen Lang said weakly.

Moro snorted disdainfully and did not appreciate Shen Lang's persistence at all. He looked at Shen Lang with a gloomy look: "In this case, I will destroy your body and see if you can talk back." Tough talk."

After saying that, the aura around Moro surged again, and he was surrounded by a strange black energy. He looked like a demon who destroyed the world.

Just when he was about to throw out the last punch, the demon on his arms suddenly seemed to have met his nemesis. The ice melted and the snow melted away. Faced with such a change, Moro was also a little at a loss. Know why.

The unexpected dissipation of the demon also caused severe backlash to Moro. He pressed his head tightly with both hands and let out a heart-rending scream that made all the monks present feel a little frightened.

After losing the blessing of the two demon gods, the arms that could originally lift up the sky began to shrink. In a blink of an eye, these two strong arms became as withered as skin and bones.

Looking at his arms like this, Moro knew in his heart that he had suffered a backlash and needed to use Supreme Spirit Medicine to heal him quickly, otherwise his arms would be permanently damaged.

Seeing this situation, with Moro's wisdom, he instantly guessed that this was the effect of Shen Lang's previous sword. At this time, his eyes were red and he stared at Shen Lang angrily: "Is this... What you did, why did the demon god I summoned suddenly backfire?"

With a disdainful sneer at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, Shen Lang forced his body to stand up straight, and said to Moro with a bit of pride in his eyes: "That's right, the sword just now did not attack your body, but summoned it from your body. The devil's thoughts kill you, and not only do you suffer backlash, the two devil's thoughts are completely separated from you."

After listening to Shen Lang's words, Moro's heart trembled. Regardless of the backlash in his arms, he began to communicate with the demon god again, but there was no response at all. The demon mark in his soul was completely obliterated by Shen Lang.

Moro yelled angrily: "How dare you destroy my Divine Ability, I will cut you into pieces."

Seeing Moro's angry look, Shen Lang smiled and coughed up a lot of blood. He didn't care about the threat from the other party. Instead, he was quite satisfied with the effect of his Six Paths Transformation Sword.

Moro exuded boundless killing intent and summoned the thoughts of these two demons, but it took him a lot of effort. After going through inhumane torture and tests, he finally established contact with the thoughts of these two demons, and successfully He engraved the devil's mark in his sea of ​​consciousness. He didn't expect that in today's battle, Shen Lang would completely erase these two marks. How could he not be angry with such hatred.

At this time, he had completely lost his mind, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "You think I only summoned two demon gods, right? To tell you the truth, in fact, I also summoned the third demon god, but This demon is too powerful, and I am unwilling to use him."

Shen Lang's heart skipped a beat. Previously, at the Daoist toilet in Nandu, he got the news that Moro had cultivated into three demon gods and descended. However, when reading the letter of challenge, Shen Lang only found two different Great Dao auras and thought that the opponent was just bluffing. , I didn’t expect that the other party actually kept his trump card.

I saw Moro's eyes began to change, and his two eyeballs turned into silver. There was a strange feeling that one glance lasted for thousands of years. A trace of aura leaked from here and there actually caused the floor above the life and death platform to begin to rot.

Seeing such a scene, even the ancestors in the audience were very curious. Nandu Daoist, who was still knowledgeable and memorized, thought for a moment, and then said the source of this demonic power with some horror: " This is the demon Zhu Jiuyin, who has the ability to control time. Shen Lang, you must be careful not to be stared at by him."

Shen Lang was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the other party could actually summon this powerful demon, Zhu Jiuyin, also known as Zhulong. There was a strange and unpredictable power between his eyes. When he opened his eyes, it was daylight. When he closed his eyes, it was day. When he raises his eyes, he sees night, when he blows in, he sees winter, and when he exhales, he sees summer. He can also call the wind and rain. Even among the twelve demon gods, he is one of the best.

When Shen Lang saw this, he did not dare to be careless. He secretly commanded the Yin and Yang in his heart. A Yin Yang that killed all living things. The Origin magnetic knife shot towards Moro. The black and white light flew towards Moro's vital points among the lightning and flint. go.

Moro also felt the power of this light, and the power of the devil in his eyes began to move rapidly, and a silver light shone towards the Yin Yang Origin magnetic knife.

And a strange thing happened. The originally powerful Yin Yang Origin magnetic force actually melted under this look, as if it had never appeared before.

Shen Lang was very anxious. He didn't expect that the other party's eyes were so terrifying, and even the power of Yin and Yang could resolve it.

But he was also experienced enough to see that this glance also consumed a lot of Moro's strength, causing a huge blood color to appear in his originally pure eyes.

This is a sign of the Demon God's backlash. If the other party wants to use such a powerful Demon God's power, it will consume a lot of money, unless he truly refines the thoughts of these Demon Gods and becomes a part of himself, but obviously he has not yet Such strength.

The Yin Yang Origin magnetic knife slashed at Moruo again, and this time it was no longer just a sword energy. Yin Yang gritted his teeth and slashed dozens of sword lights in succession.

This caused Moro to panic. Forced Luck's eyes shot the light towards these sword lights. Although the sword energy melted away, the blood in his eyes became thicker and thicker. Until the last sword light was eliminated, the two of them His eyes turned completely red.

(End of chapter)