Zen Master Dari originally wanted to escape alone, but then he thought that if Shen Lang only focused on one goal, his situation would be even more unfavorable.

Moreover, if the power of Liushamen is missing, it will probably be difficult to restrain the enemy Shen Lang.

In desperation, Zen Master Dari suddenly shook the emerald green willow branches in his hand, and a few drops of spiritual liquid splashed out from the branches, seeping into Yun Tianlin's bloody upper body.

With a muffled "bang", a huge granulation ball suddenly grew from the wound on Yun Tianlin's upper body. The cut and separated lower body quickly recovered. In almost only one breath, Yun Tianlin's body recovered as before.

After Yun Tianlin's body completely recovered, the emerald green willow branches in Zen Master Dari's hand withered rapidly, turning into a withered yellow color, and were taken into his cuffs.

The juice in the willow branches is not continuous. It seems that it will wither after using it once or twice and cannot be used.

After feeling his body and soul healing, Yun Tianlin gasped and showed a look of lingering fear.

"Thank you, Zen Master!"

After hurriedly thanking, Yun Tianlin plucked up the courage to shout at the Liusha monks from all directions: "The Liusha army obeyed the order and killed the Seven Holy Palace monks on the battlefield for me, don't leave any living!"

Yun Tianlin ordered the army of Liusha monks, and his roar was trembling.

"kill!"

The army of monks surrounded Shen Lang on the battlefield and launched magical attacks one after another.

For a moment, the magical attacks released by monks from all directions were like heavy rain, and they rushed towards Shen Lang in the center like a rainstorm.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zen Master Dari and Yun Tianlin quickly retreated and prepared to evacuate to a safe position, and then use the human sea tactics to deal with Shen Lang!

"The ninth level of celestial immortal art, jade body and golden body!"

Seeing countless magical powers descending from the sky, Shen Lang used the defensive magical power of the golden body and jade body.

In the flash of lightning, a golden halo of nine-ray stars rose from Shen Lang's back, rotating at high speed like a golden sun, and a gorgeous wall of gold and jade light condensed on his body.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

Countless magical attacks fell on the wall of golden jade light that Shen Lang stretched open, making a roar that shook the sky and the earth. More and more monks of the Little Swords and Vajra Cultivation launched fierce attacks on Shen Lang. The colorful flames, storms, thunder and lightning beams were like waves of huge waves and tsunamis, sweeping towards Shen Lang in the middle of the battlefield, and the fierce and strong light swallowed him and drowned him.

without.

Even though Shen Lang had extremely strong defense, he still felt a lot of pressure in the face of countless army of monks at the same time.

Shen Lang leaned against the defensive light wall of the golden body and jade body, withstood a dense attack, rushed out of the explosion area, and made a thunderous sound of shouting: "The eighth-level celestial immortal art, the five thunder magic!"

As soon as the roar fell, Shen Lang rolled up five-colored thunder like a huge wave, and rolled towards the army of monks surrounding Shen Lang like a storm.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

In an instant, a large number of monks around Shen Lang were swept over by five-colored thunders. These monks didn't even have time to scream. Their body was bombarded into powder, and their spirit and form were destroyed! The surging five-colored thunder instantly killed the monks tens of thousands of meters around Shen Lang. This was not finished. The power of the five-colored thunder continued to spread outward. No one could resist wherever they passed. Groups of monks turned into ashes.

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In less than a few breaths, more than 100,000 monks were killed by five thunder.

Shen Lang turned into a golden light, rushed out of the encirclement, and quickly approached Zen Master Dari and Yun Tianlin.

"Don't mess up, charge me with all my strength!"

"The army of Liushamen, attack!"

Zen Master Dari and Yun Tianlin each made hysterical shouts, ordering the main army of Vajra Sect and Liusha behind him to charge forward, trying to stop Shen Lang.

The continuous army of monks charged forward like locusts in the sky, and countless attacks of magical powers were like rainstorms, attacking Shen Lang.

"The sky-eye has died!"

With the defense of the golden body and jade body, Shen Lang continued to use the Death of the Tianmu while resisting the attack.

"call out!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the holy demon eyes on Shen Lang's eyebrows shot out slender purple light rays, sweeping towards countless invading monks.

"Bang bang bang!"

The purple light ray swept past, and a large area of ​​the monk's body and soul were cut into two pieces, killing him instantly.

The holy demon eyes at Shen Lang's eyebrows kept shooting out purple light rays, crazily slaughtering these Liushamen and the Vajra Cult army that were charging into battle, and the scene was in full swing.

Seven Holy Palace Square.

The monks of the Seven Saint Palace who were watching the battle saw that Yun Tianlin and Zen Master Dari had recovered strangely, and their faces changed drastically.

Later, seeing that Shen Lang could resist the enemy's charge, the monks of the Seven Saint Palace who were watching the battle breathed a sigh of relief.

The ancestor Tianying's eyes shone brightly, and he shouted: "All the disciples of the Seven Saint Palace Sect obey orders and quickly use the combined attack technique to support Elder Shen Lang as much as possible!"

"yes!"

The monks of the Seven Saint Palaces arranged their formations above the square and used the secret technique of joint attack inherited from the Seven Saint Palaces.

Suddenly, a giant fire dragon with a body length of hundreds of thousands of feet rose into the sky, burning dense dark red flames all over it, condensing a thick fire-attribute energy, with amazing momentum.

"roar!"

The giant fire dragon roared to the sky, flew out of the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, and collided towards the Liushamen and the Vajra Sect army in front of Shen Lang.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The dull explosion was shocking. The energy of this giant fire dragon burst out was not weak. The dark red flames in the sky were raging, and they devoured and killed tens of thousands of monks in one breath.

Although there are few monks in the Seven Saints Palace, their strength and cultivation are more than two levels higher than those of the group of rabbles from Liushamen and Vajra Sect.

Unfortunately, these Seven Saint Palace monks passively guarded the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, and did not have much room to play, nor could they help Shen Lang much.

In fact, Shen Lang didn't need the help of the monks in the Seven Saints Palace. With his strength, he was enough to deal with this level of battle.

The army of monks of the Liushamen and the Vajra Sect seem to be huge, but most of them are mobs. The magical powers and magics they produce are weak and not enough to break Shen Lang's defense.

Although the army was charging forward continuously, it still could not resist Shen Lang's footsteps.

Shen Lang used the Five Thunder Dharma and the Death of the Heavenly Mind alternately, slaughtering the cultivators who rushed over. Shen Lang in the battlefield was so powerful that he was numb and withstood all attacks with his own strength. Shen Lang's spiritual sense locked the Zen Master Dari and Yun Tianlin who were constantly retreating, and in the midst of indiscriminate killing, he quickly approached the two.

people.

Seeing that more than one billion cultivators were powerless, Shen Lang, Yun Tianlin and Zen Master Dari looked like earth, and were extremely frightened.
Chapter completed!