Chapter 1939

"Be careful, Taoist friends. The spirit attack of this man is very strange!" The blood bathed canglan crane was very scared and hurried to drink to the Shen wave.

As soon as the voice fell, Gao Xie's head condensed into black clouds.

For a time, the dense and fierce ghosts emerged from the black clouds, and the spirits were surging and the resentment was soaring. A large number of voices of ghosts crying and Howling came along, which seemed particularly sinister.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk. As expected, there are some evil sects. Generally speaking, powerful ghosts have entities, and those without entities are low-level ghosts.

But the ghosts flying in front of him can make the monks with Shen Lang's strength feel cold hair and fear instinctively.

This drum sound can have a great deterrent effect on the spirit of the monks in the deification period. As for those ghost ghosts, they should be a kind of phantom, and impact on the human body will produce a kind of spirit equivalent to blood, spirit and light.

"Dong Dong!"

Gao Xie is beating the drum face crazily. Every time he knocks, there is a huge amount of spiritual power flowing into the drum.

The fierce ghost in the black cloud came out and swept away towards the heavy waves.

"Yishengzhenjun mantra!"

While maintaining the sword array of divine front, Shen Lang made an arc with his hands and recited the obscure mantra of Yisheng Zhenjun mantra in his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Soon, Shen Lang's body was surrounded by a dazzling blue Rune mark, which was mysterious and mysterious. It was formed by spiritual power and floated around his body like a wisp of ghosts.

The Yisheng Zhenjun mantra forms a wall of iron to protect Shen Lang.

The evil wind blows out a large number of ghost shadows, which collide with the blue runes condensed in front of Shen Lang and make a shrill roar!

"Boom!"

As soon as the blue Rune touches the ghost's shadow, it will kill all the ghost's shadow and turn it into nothingness.

"Here It's impossible! "

Gao Xie watched the ghost's virtual shadow flying out of the evil wind was easily killed by the blue Rune around Shen Lang, and was shocked to the extreme, showing an incredible expression.

The ghost ghost shadow that the evil wind blows belongs to a special spirit body. It can attack the spirit of the friars, and its ability is extremely amazing. Even the friars in the early stage of deification have not much resistance.

Although the spirit attack of the evil wind drum is not enough to kill the spirit of the monks in the period of deification directly, it is also enough to make the monks in the initial period of deification completely lose their fighting power and become dead in a short time!

As the most precious heritage of Longyuan Gao family, the evil wind drum is famous for its ferocity. It is almost invincible except for being restrained by a few kinds of holy treasures which can defend against the attack of spirits.

The other side didn't even offer the magic weapon, only relying on a kind of weird magic method to kill those ghosts and empty shadows. Gao Xie couldn't accept this scene for a while, and her heart was full of fear.

All the monks in the period of protecting the Dharma and defending the deity for him were also in panic, and the secret way was not good.

Canglan crane, shuilingyuan and Hailong python, who are still attacking in the sword array, are stunned, thinking that the strength of the white robed human friar is beyond their imagination.

"Evil wind, kill me!"

Gao Xie has a ferocious face. Some people don't believe in evil. He beats the drum face crazily and drives the evil wind drum to the extreme!

From the deafening drums, the space seemed to be shaking.

"Ouch, ouch!"

In the black cloud above Gao Xie's head, the ghost's shadow suddenly increased, like a huge wave, sweeping towards the sinking wave. Countless shrill roars resounded through the world, and the sharp voice made the eardrum ache.

Shen Lang's mouth is full of sarcasm. The spirit attack of evil wind can be easily resisted by Yisheng Zhenjun mantra. Even if the attack is increased tenfold, it will not threaten itself at all.

The mantra of Yisheng Zhenjun is recited in the mouth. The blue runes around the body suddenly release the dazzling blue light.

Countless ghost ghosts seem to be scared of the light released by the blue runes, and they fly back to the black cloud above Gao Xie's head.

When Gao Xie saw this scene, his eyes almost fell off. He thought to himself, fuck, how can these ghost spirits not listen to him?

In a flash, all the ghost's shadow flew back to the black cloud above Gao Xie's head and never dared to come out again.

Gao Xie is full of sweat. No matter how he beats the wind drum, the ghost will not come out.

"Don't knock, your trick won't work for me!" Shen Lang sneers.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang sacrificed the dragon and Phoenix rings of his mother and son. The rings, one big and one small, became the golden fire dragon and the golden fire phoenix, which were thousands of kilometers long, with great momentum.

"Hiss!"

Seeing that Shen Lang has offered another treasure, Gao Xie's scalp is numb and he takes a breath of cold air. He has never met a man with such terrible fighting power!

Until now, if you still have a hard encounter with each other, I'm afraid that you won't want to leave.

Gao Xie stopped beating the wind drum and said timidly, "Tao Taoist friends, we have no grievances, can we let me go? As long as the Taoist friends spare my life, I would like to present my own storage ring. Except for the evil wind drum, all the treasures of our Longyuan high family can be given to you! "

Shen Lang sneers. He has killed enough monks in the period of deification. He has also collected countless spoils. How can he lack such things. Even if the wind blows, the waves are not hot.

"Spare your life, Taoist friend. I'd like to give you a storage ring!"

"Tao you is a world-renowned God. I will obey you and spare my life!"

"I don't know Taishan. Don't be cruel, Taoist friend!"

Seeing that Gao Xie had surrendered, those monks who were fighting for Gao Xie to resist the attack were in a great panic. They had no intention of fighting completely and begged for mercy one after another.

Shen Lang doesn't like to kill innocents, but these guys can be converted into divination monks. Even if they dare not find revenge for themselves, there is no guarantee that they will not threaten the people around them in the future.

Walking in the cultivation world for such a long time, Shen Lang gradually honed his ruthless character.

You can't stay in trouble!

"I gave you a chance before. You didn't cherish it. Now you want to beg for mercy? Late! " Shen Lang said indifferently.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang urged the Shenfeng sword array with all his strength, and manipulated his mother and son, dragon and Phoenix ring, to launch an attack.

The overwhelming sword light went to the rest of the alchemists, and the magic spirit of one dragon and one phoenix also burst out the golden flame like the sun, and attacked the group of alchemists.

"Let's go too!"

Cang Lanhe drinks violently, and cooperates with the other two demons to start a strong attack.

"Boom!"

Under the double attack of Shenfeng sword array and the dragon and Phoenix ring of the mother and son, there were three monks in the period of deification whose defense was broken immediately. In a series of explosions, their bodies turned to pieces of flesh and died on the spot.

Now there are only four monks in the period of deification, who are still breathing for a long time. There is no suspense about the situation in the face of the vast array of divine sword.

Gao Xie, who was so disillusioned, even tried to explode himself, but he was tied up by the trapped dragon lock that Shen Lang had sacrificed again and strangled by living pressure.