"Sneak attack!"

The saint felt the violent spiritual power fluctuations coming from behind at the first moment, and his face was shocked.

She had no time to defend, so she had to consume a small part of her soul power again, and a blood-colored wall of light condensed behind her.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise like the collapse of the sky, three-colored firelights covered everything, and wherever they passed, they were like burning mountains and boiling the sea.

The blood-colored light wall was impacted by the three-colored pillar of fire, and it collapsed after only a moment of persistence.

The saint was extremely shocked and angry. At the moment, she was not in defense. The power of the three-colored fire pillar would definitely destroy this body!

"Damn it!"

The saint's face was ferocious and distorted. She could have been reborn naturally. Everything was a good thing for Shen Lang, a ignorant beast, to ruin her life and death!

Even if this body is destroyed, she will destroy Shen Lang first and let out this anger!

The saint no longer cared about the three-colored fire pillars behind her. Before she survived her body, she tried her best to activate the blood-colored dragon above her head and attacked Shen Lang in the temple with great momentum.

"roar!"

The huge blood-colored dragon, ten thousand meters long, soared into the sky with a violent aura, and made a huge roar from the saint's head, terrifying and terrifying, and the earth was roaring and shaking.

Compared with the huge dragon body, Shen Lang is really as small as an ant.

The blood dragon hovering in the air locked Shen Lang in the open-air temple and swept down towards Shen Lang with lightning and thunder. Wherever he passed, the space was slightly distorted.

"It's over!"

A trace of despair appeared in Shen Lang's eyes. The destructive power emitted by the blood dragon was creepy. Such a despicable blow would never be able to resist it. He would definitely be killed by the blood dragon.

He was not willing to fall here! Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot. Even though he knew that he could not defend such an attack, he would not stand and wait to die!

"Nine Changes of Blood Spirit!"

With a roar, Shen Lang transformed into the form of amethyst giant tortoise. The spiritual power in his body poured out like a wave, increasing the defense of the residual light sword array, amethyst wall, and sword shield to the limit!

The blood dragon swooped down, and Shen Lang fought to the death to defend!

At the critical moment, Shen Xiu turned into a stream of light and was rushing towards Shen Lang quickly, less than a thousand meters away from Shen Lang.

The power of the blood dragon made Shen Xiu feel palpitations and frightened. No matter how strong Shen Lang is, he will definitely not be able to withstand such an outrageous attack.

"Fuhu Seal, go!"

Shen Xiu spit out a mouthful of essence and blood without reservation, pushing his hands forward.

I saw the essence and blood spurted out by Shen Xiu into thousands of Buddha lights, and countless swastika spiritual lights merged, forming a thousand-meter-high phantom of the Tiger and Arhat Dharma Image!

The magic figure was in front of the blood dragon, covering the body of the giant amethyst turtle. The vague figure of the Tiger and Arhat clasped his hands together, and a dazzling Buddha light like a storm rose behind him, adding a solid defense to Shen Lang.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!" The explosion sounded like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the blood dragon took the lead in hitting the shadow of the Fuhu Luohan.

What is shocking is that after being impacted by the blood dragon, the shadow of the hidden tiger Arhat stood firm, resisting the blood dragon for at least two or three breaths, and its defense is extremely amazing!

Of course, Shen Xiu himself is only at the peak of the transformation of God. No matter how amazing the defense of the Tiger Seal is, he is unable to withstand too many attacks beyond the level of cultivation.

The blood dragon still defeated the Dharma image of the Fuhu Arhat and attacked Shen Lang directly.

But the Tiger Seal that Shen Xiu applied to Shen Lang still had a huge effect, weakening the power of the Blood Dragon for nearly half of its power!

This greatly increased Shen Lang's confidence, who was already desperate!

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The blood dragon broke through the layers of defenses of the Remnant Light Sabre Formation with a broken force, and collided with the amethyst wall and sword shield condensed around Shen Lang.

"Click!"

The sword and shield blocked for a moment and then shattered first.

The amethyst wall lasted for a while, but it began to crack and shatter after two seconds.

"boom!"

The blood dragon finally defeated the amethyst wall and hit the amethyst giant tortoise's shell, making heavy roars.

Under the blocking of a series of defensive measures, the power of the blood dragon was almost weakened, and it was eventually blocked by the shell of the amethyst giant tortoise.

Shen Lang was not feeling well, and the amethyst giant tortoise's shell cracked several cracks, causing him to be seriously injured.

"Beautiful defense!"

Shenxiu praised.

He could see that Shen Lang was not a cultivator who specialized in physical body, but he was able to use various magical powers to make his defense reach such an amazing height, which is really respectable!

Seeing Shen Lang holding on to the shocking attack of the Blood Dragon, Shen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shen Lang's defense was high enough, otherwise even if he had consumed his natal essence and attacked the Tiger Seal, it would be difficult to save his life.

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On the other side.

After the Saint attacked the Blood Dragon, the three-colored pillar of fire broke through the defense behind her.

"boom!!!"

The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt from the clear sky. The three-colored firelight in the sky swallowed the saint and instantly burned Longquan's body to ashes.

Then, even though the body was burned to ashes, the saint was still not dead, and his soul was still there!

The woman's phantom rushed out of the fire. Seeing that the blood dragon she had hit was blocked by Shen Lang and Shen Xiu, she instantly collapsed and let out a hysterical roar.

"ah!!!"

The roar was like a banshee crying!

The roar of the saint's phantom contains powerful soul power fluctuations, which can even attack the cultivator's soul.

Fortunately, Shen Lang had a spiritual cultivation approaching the early stage of Void Refining. After releasing his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, his head was a little dizzy. After hearing the roar of the saint, Shen Xiu hugged his head and screamed, which seemed extremely painful.

Shenxiu's body is extremely powerful, but it also has a fatal weakness, that is, she is almost unable to withstand powerful soul attacks when she cannot use magic weapons.

Yu Yao, who had been hiding behind, was also affected by the roar of the saint, causing the mysterious magic technique of stealth in the middle of the journey, revealing the prototype.

"Miss Yuyao?"

Shen Lang was shocked, and then he realized that Yu Yao, the person who had just sneaked into the saint, was the Taiyi Samadhi True Fire, which was attacked by Yu Yao. "It's you! You dare to sneak attack this saint, so you can take your body as the price!"

The saint phantom shouted angrily and flew straight towards Yu Yao.

Although she was angry, her reason was still there. Shen Lang was like a beast who could not be beaten to death. If she rushed forward to fight for him at this time, her situation would only be worse.

The saint could only settle for the second best and continued to seize the body of other physical bodies. Although the number of soul power that was consumed twice as much as possible after taking over the body of the body, there was no other way.

Furthermore, Yuyao is a female cultivator. Although she is wearing a mask, her figure is perfect and her temperament is amazing. This is the body that the saint dreams of getting!

"Oops!"

Seeing the phantom of the saint flying towards Yu Yao, who was exposed, Shen Lang's face looked like earth.

The saint's phantom is only a thousand meters away from Yu Yao. Even if she uses the spell of Yisheng True Lord, it is too late!

In the flash of lightning, the phantom of the saint had already arrived in front of Yu Yao.

"No!!!"

As soon as Yu Yao's head woke up, she saw the phantom of the saint pounced towards her, and her delicate body trembled and her face looked tragic.
Chapter completed!