A large piece of blood swept towards the turtle and dragon.

"A little trick! I want to hurt this king with such a level of soul attack?"

Turtle Dragon showed a disdainful sneer. He did not dodge, and stretched out his sharp claws and directly pinched Xiaorou's snow-white neck, lifting her whole body into the air.

The impact of the Blood Charm Divine Light has little impact on the turtle and dragon. At most, it is just a slight stinging pain in the brain.

The turtle and dragon were not weak, and Xiaorou's snow-white neck was instantly caught with several blood marks, dripping from blood.

Xiaorou's pretty face turned pale and she struggled hard, but she was pinched by the turtle and dragon and was unable to resist at all.

"Fox, you are pretty good. If you are not the spirit beast of this human monk, I can consider accepting you as a concubine! It's a pity that you stood in the wrong team, so let me die obediently!" The turtle dragon showed a violent sneer.

"Young Master, I'm sorry!" Xiaorou closed her eyes in despair.

If it was for Shen Lang, she would be willing to die. But even if she died, Shen Lang would still be unable to escape.

Thinking that his death could not save Shen Lang, tears burst out from Xiaorou's beautiful eyes. Since she could not die for Shen Lang, then her own way of death would have no meaning.

She is unwilling to give up!

Just when the turtle dragon is about to crush Xiao Rou's neck hard.

"Swish!" A golden sword light flew from nowhere, and accurately hit the right hand of the turtle dragon pinching Xiaorou's neck.

With a loud "boom", a bloody hole was blown out of the turtle dragon's right hand, and its thumb and index finger were blown away, making it bloody and fuzzy.

"ah!"

The turtle dragon let out a shrill scream, and the bloody right hand subconsciously released, and Xiaorou fell from the air.

Suddenly, a golden whirlwind flew over like a phantom, rolling the fallen Xiaorou up and flew to the trunk of a tall tree.

The whirlwind collapsed and turned into a handsome young man with long hair in white robe.

The young man in white robe looked extremely gloomy, and a golden Lei Ze splitting sword condensed in front of him.

"Shen...Shen Lang!"

Looking at the young man in white robe on the trunk of the tree, he subconsciously looked at Shen Lang, who was originally sitting upright on the grass, who had disappeared. The turtle dragon covered his blood-burning right hand and exclaimed in surprise.

Just at the critical moment, Shen Lang had already woken up and injured the turtle dragon with lightning speed and rescued Xiaorou.

It's all in between lightning.

Shen Lang, who woke up again, had a deeper temperament and ethereality, and his strength was even more powerful!

The Black Evil Ghost and Master Zhikong who were eyeing Lan Xian'er were just eyeing him, suddenly saw Shen Lang awakening and attacking the turtle and dragon. He was shocked.

A trace of glimmer flashed in Lan Xian'er's originally desperate eyes.

"Xiaorou, are you okay?" Shen Lang looked at Xiaorou in his arms and asked in a low voice, his tone full of concern.

"My husband...Young master, isn't Xiaorou dreaming, right?"

Feeling Shen Lang's warm and scorching chest, Xiaorou's eyes turned red, and she felt like a dream. She couldn't control the emotions in her heart and hugged Shen Lang tightly.

Looking at Xiaorou's bloody neck, Shen Lang felt distressed, his eyes turned to the turtle dragon, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes!

"Old turtle, dare you hurt her? If you don't smash your turtle shell to pieces today, I, Shen Lang, will not be a human being!!!" Shen Lang's face was extremely distorted, and a shocking spiritual pressure soared into the sky, and gusts of wind blew around the forest.

At this moment, Shen Lang had no weakness when facing the tenth-level amethyst giant tortoise. He was majestic and looked like a god.

Shen Lang's roar made Turtle Dragon feel sober. As a tenth-level spiritual beast, Turtle Dragon still has a strong sense of breath. He smelled a strong sense of crisis, and always felt that Shen Lang was not easy to mess with in front of him!

The sword light attack just now did give the turtle dragon a powerful move.

Of course, as the demon king of the Purple Turtle clan, it would be too embarrassing if the Turtle Dragon was frightened by the other party's roar. He roared angrily: "Little beast Shen Lang, don't be too happy too early! Don't think that you can ignore me when you first enter the God of Transformation? I will tell you what strength suppression is, and I will die for me!"

The turtle dragon let out a roar of rage, and the veins on his right arm burst out and turned into a purple giant claw, expanding and extending to the size of a hill.

"boom!"

The turtle dragon waved its giant claws and pressed straight towards Shen Lang on the trunk! Wherever the claw blade passed, the space was twisted, containing extremely powerful destructive power!

In this attack, the Turtle Dragon used twelve points of all strength.

He felt that even if he could not kill Shen Lang in one blow, he would at least not take care of himself, so that he could deeply understand his strength.

"Young man, be careful!" Xiaorou in her arms couldn't help but exclaim.

“Don’t worry.”

Shen Lang glanced at the giant claw that was coming, raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of contempt, and pushed his right palm forward.

A huge golden blade storm surged from Shen Lang's palm, like a giant tornado, hitting the giant claws falling from the air.

"boom!!!"

The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The purple claws slashed by the turtle and dragon were intercepted by the golden storm. A large number of strong winds swept around, and the trees in the forest were blown away and broken in an instant, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The plants and trees within a radius of more than ten miles turned into ashes, and instantly turned into a barren land.

Lan Xian'er tried her best to condense a spiritual shield to protect her body to avoid being affected by the explosion.

The golden blade storm that hit Shen Lang's palm repelled the purple giant claws that had been slashed off. The turtle dragon was shaken away by a huge recoil force.

Just now, the turtle dragon fantasized that one blow would knock Shen Lang to death. However, ideals are beautiful and reality is cruel.

"Dong!"

The turtle dragon fell to the ground, gnawing mud at the corner of his mouth, looking extremely embarrassed.

After breaking through the God Transformation Stage, Shen Lang's Nine Transformations' abilities of the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit have been greatly improved. Now, the magical powers of the Golden Blade Storm can easily defeat the turtle dragon in the transformation state.

"No... impossible!"

The turtle and dragon suppressed the disordered demonic power and climbed up from the ground, showing a terrified expression.

This kid has just broken through the God Transformation Stage, why has his strength soared to such a level?

The attack I just now was replaced by an ordinary human cultivator in the early stage of the God Transformation. Without relying on magic weapons to defend, it was almost impossible to follow it without any damage.

But Shen Lang didn't even sacrifice his magic weapon. He could repel himself with just a strange gold-type magic trick, which was really hard for the turtle and dragon to accept.

"Illusion Domain!" Seeing the turtle dragon being knocked to the ground, Lan Xian'er's beautiful eyes shone and felt that there was a chance. She immediately cooperated with Shen Lang and used the magical powers of the Illusion Domain.

As soon as the sweet shout fell, a large piece of white light flew towards the turtle and dragon.

Turtle Dragon was so scared that his scalp was numb, and immediately shouted at the Heisha Ghost Woman and Master Zhikong beside him, "Why are you two doing that in a daze? Come and help me!"
Chapter completed!