On the other side, the old monk turned a blind eye to the huge shock wave, and still kept printing the marks with a serious expression, but sweat began to flow down his face.

The energy ripples that made Chu Qingcheng spit blood hit more than ten meters behind the old monk...

It seemed like I encountered a black hole that was hard to see in the naked eye, and it was suddenly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

In the area of ​​more than ten meters near Xue Dingdang and the other two, there was not even a single dust spilling.

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After succeeding with one blow, Shen Lang's expression became more solemn and focused.

"Yu Wenji's aura is still there. This level of Netherworld Demon Tribulation was actually blocked by him by destroying the mysterious weapon. He has not yet died!"

Shen Lang knew clearly that the self-created "Nether Demon Tribulation" had not yet been further developed. Just before today, it was just a semi-finished product, and the heaven and earth energy absorbed by both hands could not be fully integrated.

When I first created this powerful attack technique, I almost couldn't control it and caused a big mess.

Although he has finally improved and successfully merged when his condition is crazy, his power is not yet powerful, and his speed is obviously too slow.

Since Yu Wenhuaji is not dead, it is naturally impossible for him to give him a chance to do it again.

From this we can see that although the attack power of the Netherworld Demon Tribulation is so powerful that it is a weakness.

However, at this moment, Shen Lang obviously didn't want to, nor did he think about such things.

His eyes and divine thoughts all locked in the deep pit below.

"You can't let him recover!"

Shen Lang's eyes were cold and murderous intent was everywhere. Just as the moment when his momentum reached its strongest, he held a knife in both hands and raised it over the top!

"The body of the Heavenly Demon, the Ghost King leverages the power! The fourth style of the Prison-Suppressing Sword Technique, Demon Sword Suppressing the Prison, the Heavenly Demon subdues!"

After shouting in his heart, the long sword in Shen Lang's hand burst out with a thousand feet of light and slashed angrily towards the deep pit below...

At this moment, the huge phantom of the sky demon behind him also had the same movement as his author. The big sword in his hand almost condensed into substance, slashed down hard, gathered with Shen Lang's sword light and merged together!

The heavenly demons and demons are united into one!

Unparalleled sword light, peerless sharpness!

Shen Lang guessed right. Although Yu Wenhe in the deep pit was severely damaged again, he was still able to move, and his spiritual consciousness also locked him.

Just as the knife was slashed, Yu Wenhua, who was hiding in the deep pit and swallowing a pill to restore some vitality, was shocked. He no longer cared about his serious injury and rushed out of the deep pit.

Unfortunately, his speed was no longer as good as before, and his injuries were so serious. If it were normal, it would be difficult to move.

So Yu Wenhui and he could clearly feel the power of Shen Lang's sword, but his body could not react freely like before. As soon as he flew out, the extremely powerful sword had already fallen on his head!

"ah!"

The Shura-like Yu Culture and subconsciously raised their left and right, and were once again chopped into a deep pit by Shen Lang!

Shen Lang's wings suddenly moved behind him, and the human being had already fallen into the huge deep pit like a cannonball. He held a knife in his hands and attacked the half-dead Yu Wen and his storm!

“Ahhhh…”

Shen Lang's crazy roar resounded throughout Tianfeng City. He stepped on the edge of the deep pit with his feet and walked rapidly. The Tianshui Blade in his hand emitted a series of sword lights, and greeted Yu Wen and his body with his face.

As soon as this blood-colored circle was taken out, Yu Wenhua and the only little spiritual power in his body were immediately instilled into it!

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, the blood mist splattered everywhere, and ghosts cried and howled!

The sound of thousands of beasts roaring together in the circle was heard, as if countless ferocious beasts were rushing towards them, vowing to flatten Tianfeng City!

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Chapter completed!