"Sword field!"
Shen Lang's face is like a crazy display of the sword area, controlling the overwhelming shadow of the sword and the light blade, and hanging towards the red sun.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"
The explosion sound like the sky shatters, still can't cause much damage to the red sun.
In addition to the power of the evil shadow can also play a little useful, other friars' attack is hard to say ideal, unable to break the defense.
Cloud trace son support to the limit, the breath more and more weak. His skin is shriveling and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his bones and collaterals begin to contract because of the excessive energy and soul consumed.
The colorful runes that bound the red sun began to be destroyed by the black flame and gradually disappeared.
"Bang
Suddenly, the fierce dull sound sounded, and Chiyang finally broke free from the colorful runes that bound him.
At the moment of breaking away from the colorful runes, Chiyang's whole body was filled with black air waves, which swept around like a violent tornado. All the friars of the wandemon league who besieged him were shocked to fly out by the sudden burst of spiritual pressure.
"Poof!"
The red sun breaks free from the shackles of the golden haze bottle. Cloud trace son is deeply bitten, and a big mouthful of blood gushes out from his mouth. The whole person is already tottering and his life has come to an end.
Shen Lang, relying on the strengthened sword field and nine turn Dharma seal, resisted the terrible spiritual pressure from the red sun and managed to stabilize his body.
Seeing the red sun break away from the shackles, cloud trace son's life is in danger, Shen Lang's heart is twitching, and his heart sinks to the bottom of the valley.
Chiyang was under control just now. He stood and let them fight, but they could not fight. Now the Liao is out of trouble. With their weak strength, what effect can they play?
Shen Lang clenched his fists. He knew that there was no hope of survival.
But even if he died, he would die standing and never lose his dignity.
"Tiangang Chunyang sword array!"
Shen Lang's eyes are about to crack, and he uses his last all-out strength. He spurts three golden blood from his mouth one after another, and displays his killing moves in the sword area.
The silver lightsabers all over the sky are transformed into nine silver scorching sun. The compressed energy is filled with the terrifying power of destroying the sky and the earth. The nine rounds of silver burning sun have been pressed towards the red sun.
"Shen Lang, a little scumbag, would like to hurt me with his half baked Dixian skill. What a fool! Since you jump so much, I'll cut you first
In the eyes of Chiyang, violent murders flashed through his eyes.
Among these garbage friars in the ancient spiritual world, Shen Lang is the only one who has the strength to take the lead, but he is far from qualified to let Chiyang face up to him. He is one notch weaker than Du Xuan and Tieshan.
However, to his surprise, the boy did not become an immortal. He was able to use his rare chaotic magic power and master the crude Dixian technique. It was very strange.
As soon as the red sun roars down, a huge red centipede shadow rises behind.
The centipede virtual shadow opens its sharp mouth, spits out a large amount of black poisonous fire, and smashes into the nine round silver sun.
"Boom! Boom!"
The heavy roar shook the earth and the earth. Nine rounds of silver sun collapsed and burst. The black poisonous fire released by the red sun instantly suppressed the attack of Shen Lang.
"It's over
Seeing the overwhelming black poisonous fire, Shen Lang looked crazy and miserable, and had no place to dodge.
Shen Lang has no means to resist this kind of attack. Even if he is in the state of three flowers gathering together, he will be poisoned by curse after being attacked by this poisonous fire. He will surely die!
"No evil animal!"
In the desperation of the deep waves, the dying cloud trace son below exhausted the last trace of strength and lifted the Golden Vase into the sky.
"Buzz!"
The Golden Vase carries a large amount of colorful glow, forming a barrier, which resists the power of black poisonous fire.
"Break it, vase!"
Cloud trace son's old face mixed with a little bit of melancholy, into a streamer flying into the Golden Vase.
Jinxia vase is the magic weapon of Jinxia boy's life. When the bottle is there, the bottle will be broken and the person will die.
"Bang
With the self explosion of yunzhangzi's spirit, the Golden Vase was also broken on the spot. The colorful light from the bottle broke through the sky. The Holy Light covered everything around, and even the dead air above Qishan was dispelled and purified.
"Old man, you've got a kind of seed!"
Seeing that all pervasive colorful light spread, the red sun was startled and angry, and his mouth issued a shout: "seven level magic, rob the fire sea."
The red sun tries to open a sea of golden fire, which is full of Rune marks, like layers of defense barriers, trying to resist the power of Jinxia aquarium after it explodes.
At this moment, all the friars were as deaf as before, and the sharp tinnitus broke the tympanic membrane.
The colorful aura of destroying the heaven and the earth covers everything, accompanied by yunzhangzi's last sigh:
"good disciple, I can only do this step. Only you can save the three realms, don't give up that glimmer of hope..."The heavy crackle roared on and on for a long time.
The colorful glow from the explosion of the Golden Vase seems to have only caused great damage to the red sun, while the other friars have not suffered any damage.
Chiyang's defense magic can't resist the frightening power of Jinxia's vase after it explodes. The body is engulfed by colorful rays.
"Ah
In the mouth of Chiyang, he screamed bitterly. The defense of the body with the red shadow armor didn't get too much damage, but the spirit was seriously damaged.
After a blow, Chiyang reluctantly stood on the void, his face full of painful expression, his mouth, nose and ears gushed a lot of golden blood, holding his head and howling, his breath was weak.
"No Master
The deep waves roared up to the sky, the mood was extremely sad, and the voice was some heartrending.
The bottle is in the man, the bottle is broken and the person is dead.
Once upon a time, Jinxia boy, in order to follow the rebirth of the lower world of Taiyi immortal, sealed his remnant soul in the Jinxia vase and connected it with his life. Now that the vase explodes, Jinxia boy is no longer alive
Unwilling, angry, sad and other emotions surged into my heart. Why is Shen Lang so weak!
"Ah!!! Beast of Outland, take your life
Shen Lang's whole body twitches and trembles, and an extreme anger surges into his heart. He is completely engulfed by the anger, and his eyes are as red as blood. He would like to tear the red sun to pieces!
Under the fury, the deep waves turned into a white light, and flew towards the red sun rapidly. The killing intention in his eyes was boiling, just like a wild animal that chooses people to eat.
At this moment, Shen Lang's heart is full of only one idea, he wants to let Chiyang give cloud trace son burial!
Unfortunately, although the spirit of Chiyang is damaged, it does not mean that he will be slaughtered at the moment.
The spirits of real immortals are extremely powerful, even if they are severely damaged, they can support for a period of time.
"I don't know the height of the earth! "
seeing Shen Lang rush forward like a mad dog, Chiyang covers his head with his right hand, and his left hand suddenly turns into a centipede like foot, which entangles Shen Lang like a python.
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