On the other side, at the location of xuedingdang and Nalan Ziyan, the old monk turned a blind eye to the huge shock wave and continued to play the formula with dignified face, but his face began to sweat.

When the energy ripple that made Chu Qingcheng spit blood hit more than ten meters behind the old monk

It seems to have encountered a black hole invisible to the naked eye, which was suddenly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

In the area of more than ten meters near the three people, there was not even a piece of dust.

……

Shen Lang's expression was more dignified and focused when he hit successfully.

"Yu wenhuaji's breath is still there. The ghost demon robbery of this degree was resisted by him by destroying Xuanqi. He hasn't died yet!"

Shen Lang clearly knows that the self created "Youming magic robbery" has not yet had time for further development. Just before today, it was only a semi-finished product, and the vitality of heaven and earth absorbed by both hands could not be fully integrated.

When this powerful attack skill was created, it was almost uncontrollable and caused chaos.

Now, although he is finally perfect and successfully integrated when he is crazy, his power is not strong, and the speed is obviously too slow.

Since Yu wenhuaji is not dead, it is naturally impossible to give him a chance to do it again.

It can be seen from here that although the attack power of Youming magic robbery is abnormal, its speed has become a short board.

However, Shen Lang at this moment is obviously unwilling and unwilling to think about this kind of thing.

His eyes, thoughts, all locked in the pit below.

"Don't let him relax!"

Shen Lang's eyes were cold and murderous. At the moment when the momentum climbed to the strongest, he held a knife in both hands and held it high above the top!

"The body of the heavenly demon, the ghost king can use it! Prison sword skill