"Click click click click!"

The violent energy impact caused a large number of cracks to crack on the surface of the altar, and the seal array was bright and dark, almost at the verge of collapse.

Shen Lang also reached his limit, and roared hysterically, releasing the last Shennong power in his body in one breath, turning into an extremely thick and pure holy light, trying his best to resist the raging black light.

The immortals of the Hundred Herbs on the side can only barely protect themselves. It would be great if they could not cause trouble to Shen Lang.

"Boom boom boom!"

The roar lasted for unknown amount of time, and then it gradually subsided.

Shen Lang barely resisted the attack of Xiangliu's Death Soul, but the Shennong power in his body was almost completely consumed.

Xiangliu's dead soul lasted for twenty or thirty breaths under the irradiation of the Holy Light of Wudi, and her body was almost incomplete. Only six of the nine snake heads were left, and black smoke kept coming out of her body!

"roar!!!"

Even so, Xiangliu's dead soul still stood firm, and a crazy and hoarse roar was heard from his mouth. The remaining six snakes opened their bloody mouths and devoured towards Shen Lang.

"Oh shit!"

Shen Lang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. This Xiangliu Death Soul was too tenacious and could have persisted until now.

"Yuanfeng is really hot!"

At the critical moment, Shen Lang gritted his teeth, rolled up Yuanfeng's true fire, which was like a surging river and sea, and rushed towards the six snake heads that were attacking.

Shen Lang's power was exhausted and he could only release Yuanfeng's true fire to counterattack the Xiangliu Dead Soul.

The Yuanfeng True Fire is the most yang and pure flame, and it also has powerful lethality to the evil spirits carrying cursed energy, but its power is inferior to that of the pure holy light.

Fortunately, the Xiangliu Death Soul had reached the end of his strength. After being burned by Yuanfeng's True Fire, it made a painful roar, as if it was unable to attack Shen Lang.

Seeing Xiangliu's dead soul roaring in pain in a sea of ​​nine-colored fire, and his soul body was burned and burned little by little by little by little by Yuanfeng's true fire, Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The immortal of the Hundred Herbs also showed a relieved expression, feeling ashamed.

He had previously misjudged the strength of the Xiangliu Death Soul in the altar. If Shen Lang had not been powerful enough in his magical powers, he would have really had a chance of capsizing in the gutter.

However, the immortals of the Hundred Herbs still couldn't figure out how the dead souls born from the ecology in the Water Witch Tomb alone could be so powerful?

Just when the Hundred Herb Immortals were puzzled.

A huge blood light suddenly shot out from the nine-colored sea of ​​fire, and the blood light was attacking Shen Lang's chest with lightning speed!

"What's it?!"

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and the Shura Holy Pupil on the middle of his eyebrows instantly locked in the blood light that flew out of the sea of ​​fire.

I saw that the blood light flying towards me turned out to be a blood-colored hand bone!

The blood-colored hand bones are very slender, and the bone claws are extremely sharp. A large number of strange blood-colored patterns are condensed on the surface, releasing a thick blood light. A terrifying and extremely fierce aura is transmitted from the blood light!

The Baicao Immortal's eyes were frozen on the blood-colored hand bone, and his pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Shen, be careful, that is the bone of Xiangliu!!!"

No wonder Xiangliu's Death Soul was much stronger than he expected. It turned out that the Death Soul was fused with one of the hands of Xiangliu's corpse!

Seeing the extremely strange blood-colored hand bones flying towards him like teleportation, Shen Lang felt very heartbroken, and he turned his hand to draw out the golden dragon-lifting spear, rolled up a large arc of thunder lightning, and stabbed towards the blood-colored hand bones.

"boom!!!"

With a violent sound of shock, the golden dragon gun hit the bloody hand bone. The terrifying blood light and the golden light of light were intertwined and raging, bursting out terrifying energy fluctuations.

At this moment, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

The blood-colored hand bone actually grabbed the tip of the Jinzoulongliu spear, and burst out with incredible divine power, throwing the entire Jinzoulongliu spear away!

Shen Lang staggered forward and almost flew out with Jin Shoulonglifting Spear.

It was the flaw that instantly gave the blood-colored hand bone an opportunity to take advantage of!

The blood-colored hand bones rushed towards Shen Lang's chest almost at a teleportation speed!

"Puff!"

With a blood arrow shot out, Shen Lang was caught off guard, and his chest was pierced by the powerful blood-colored hand bone!

"Oops!"

The moment he was hit, Shen Lang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he felt that his soul body seemed to be peeling out of his body, and his brain was extremely dizzy!

This blood-colored hand bone is actually devouring his soul!

"No!!!"

Shen Lang felt a sense of intense terror in his heart. The devouring power of Xiangliu's hand bone was too terrible. If he didn't find a way to balance and resist, his soul would be swallowed up.

"Blood Shadow Divine Body!"

The strong desire for survival made Shen Lang roar to the sky, and his whole body raised blood light to the sky, turning into the form of a blood shadow divine body.

"A mere piece of hand bone wants to devour my soul? Since that's the case, let's compare whose devouring power is stronger!"

Shen Lang let out a hysterical shout, and endless red and black blood lights emerged from his body. He tried his best to exert the devouring ability of the Blood Shadow Divine Body, and crazily absorbed the soul power in the blood-colored hand bones.

“Buzz!”

When Shen Lang also exerted his devouring ability, the blood-colored hand bone was indeed affected. It trembled violently under the cover of the blood shadow, as if resisting Shen Lang's devouring power.

How could Shen Lang let the other party get what he wants? While devouring the bloody hand bone soul power, he awakened the Yuanfeng bloodline and the holy blood light in his body, strengthening his devouring power.

No matter how hard the blood-colored hand bones struggled to resist, the soul power in the hand bones was still sucked away by Shen Lang little by little!

The soul power in the evil bones of Xiangliu is extremely amazing. It is simply a great tonic for Shen Lang. During the process of devouring Xiangliu's hand bones, Shen Lang's soul strength is increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye!

A steady stream of energy poured into the soul body, Shen Lang felt his pores shrink, and an unparalleled sense of comfort came from every part of his body.

"ah……"

Just like the pleasure of a god lingering among the clouds and mist, Shen Lang subconsciously let out a gentle whisper.

In addition to the huge soul power contained in Xiangliu's hand bone, it also condensed with extremely exquisite divine patterns.

Although there is no divine power in the divine pattern, the divine pattern itself has not been destroyed.

Generally speaking, only the Taoist ancestor Tianzun who has reached a certain level can condense the divine patterns. The divine patterns can seize the fortune of heaven and earth, allowing the monks to display their ability to defies the heavens!

Shen Lang had a sudden inspiration. Since there is a divine pattern in the hand bone of Xiangliu, why not merge with this hand bone and let the divine pattern in the hand bone be used for himself?

This idea sounds a bit fantastic, but it is not impossible.

At that time, Ouyang Changfeng could even merge Gonggong's arms, but it might not be so difficult for him to merge the big witch's hand bones!
Chapter completed!