Chapter 3384

"Why, son of a handsome eagle king, is that all? Liu Baimei, you let this young master down too much. Let's have a decent attack

Shen Lang's voice was filled with sarcasm.

"Don't be arrogant. If you have the ability, take me again!"

Liu Baimei became angry. He didn't believe the evil. He immediately turned into noumenon, and the lower level real spirit was against the wind.

Although Yufeng eagle is only a lower level true spirit, Liu Baimei's ancestors once combined with ancient sorcerers and beasts. Later generations spread a trace of the blood of witch beasts, and their physical potential is even stronger than that of the top real spirits.

Liu Baimei's body also inherited the blood of witches and beasts. Compared with the common imperial eagle, his body had obvious variation.

The feather of the imperial eagle is black, but the hair of Liu Baimei is pure white, with golden horns on its head. Its wings are surrounded by layers of light, and its breath is very strong!

"Seventh stage fairyland, crazy LAN!"

Liu Baimei's eyes were covered with a bloody awn, and his mouth made a shrill sound.

With the wings spread, the whole body rolled up a dense black blade, and the endless black quickly gathered to form a huge storm space!

"Die

With the black storm like a sea wave, the imperial eagle bumped into the Shen wave with the force of sea howling and landslide.

In the storm, filled with endless black wind blade, those wind blade random collision endlessly, burst out the terrifying power!

Liu Baimei's seven stage fairyland, named "crazy Lan", is Liu Baimei's strongest physical magic. He doesn't believe that his strongest attack can't shake Shen Lang.

Seeing the imperial eagle carrying a violent black wind, Shen Lang was still standing in the middle of the sword dance flat. The golden thread jade clothes on his body burst out bright and dazzling golden light!

The next moment.

"Boom

The heavy crackle was like the sky falling.

The black storm all over the sky swallowed up the Shen wave, and the endless black awn wind blade repeatedly bombarded Shen Lang's body, sending out the explosive sound of "bang bang bang".

But all his powers were resisted by the gold and jade armor on Shen Lang's body.

"Boom, boom!"

The explosion and roar lasted for a long time, and the black storm that ravaged the whole jianwuping was finally suppressed and disappeared by the golden light from the gold and jade armor.

The huge body of the imperial eagle stands in front of Shen Lang like a sculpture. No matter how Liu Baimei collides, the Shen wave still stands still!

The whole audience was shocked, and all the disciples were stunned and speechless.

All the disciples of Huanghua Temple thought that it would be very difficult for Shen Lang to resist Liu Baimei's attack, but he could not have imagined that Shen Lang could easily resist Liu Baimei's two attacks, and the whole process was extremely relaxed.

"This What kind of magic is this? How can I defend my childe's seven level magic

Liu Baimei's eyes widened and she was in a cold sweat.

His previous conceited expression disappeared, replaced by unspeakable horror and disbelief!

"But it's just a half baked seven level magic, which naturally can't shake the defense of this young master. Liu Baimei, what I said earlier was so arrogant. I thought you were so powerful. Now it seems, it's just like that! "

Shen Lang sneered and was satisfied with his defense.

Liu Baimei's seventh level magic power is weak, while Shen Lang's magic power of "golden thread and jade clothes" is the highest level of seven level magic arts, and there is a great gap between them. To withstand this level of attack, it's easy.

Unless he is a master like xuanming, ordinary earth immortals can hardly shake Shen Lang Fen Fen.

"No way You are a monk at the peak of Renxian. You can resist the strongest attack of my young master. It's impossible... "

Liu Bai eyebrow looks like a native.

I can't believe it. Shen Lang stood there and asked him to fight. He couldn't even hit each other! This makes Liu Baimei's self-esteem seriously frustrated and her face distorted.

"Is that your best shot? Ha ha, if you only have this skill, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible, or change me to attack! " Shen Lang said sarcastically.

"Don't be happy too soon! I admit that your defense is amazing, but don't think I can't deal with you. If you have the kind, take my last shot

The strong unwillingness aroused Liu Baimei's anger.

If lost to a person immortal peak trash, he will certainly become the laughing stock in the public eye!

Liu Baimei will never allow this to happen!

"The seventh stage of fairyland, a magic night strike!"

The imperial eagle roared up to the sky and spewed out a big mouthful of blood essence.

The blood essence turned into a large amount of blood color chaos spiritual power and wrapped his whole body. Suddenly, the windward Eagle covered with blood essence rushed out of the sky. The black light, like thick ink, spread in all directions, and rolled up the black wind, mixed with a breathtaking dirty breath, which made people shiver!

In the blink of an eye, the dark light covered the entire jianwuping and even the surrounding area of hundreds of miles. The surrounding area changed from day to night in an instant, and there was no finger in the hand."Roar

A great roar came.

A black cloud whirlpool forms over jianwuping. A golden double horn with black body falls from the whirlpool, which looks like the ghost of a python!

The ghost of the python is surrounded by the fire of the nine nether worlds. The breath of terror oppresses the heaven and earth, which is frightening and frightening!

"Ghost beast?"

Shen Lang looked up at the ghost of the python in the dark sky, and immediately raised his eyebrows and recognized the ghost itself.

This ghost beast is a kind of ancient witch beast. It lives in a dark place all year round. Its body is very weak, but it is good at attacking spirits and illusions.

Up to now, the ghost beast is basically extinct. It's incredible that Liu Baimei can summon the spirit of this beast.

In fact, Liu Baimei's ancestors once combined with the "phantom dusk beast" and gave birth to offspring.

Therefore, Liu Baimei has the blood of the ghost beast, which can summon the spirit body of the ghost beast with the power of blood essence, and display the powerful spirit attack.

"Phantom night beast, swallow him for me!"

Liu Bai's eyebrows and eyes were crazy, and his mouth gave out a hysterical roar.

Now he is too lazy to care about Shen Lang's identity and background, or whether the blow will hurt Shen Lang's soul. This boy has disgraced himself today. He must try his best!

"Roar!"

The ghost of the boa constrictor rushes down with a fierce roar. It opens its mouth and swallows up the deep waves below!

The breath of the phantom beast was too violent and frightening, which made people tremble. The boiling killing intention swept over the deep waves, which was too terrible to describe.

"Brother Shen, be careful! This spirit attack is very powerful. Please let xian'er resist it! "

Seeing that the phantom night beast was about to devour, LAN xian'er, who had been hiding in his body, was extremely worried about the safety of Shen Lang, and finally could not help but launch a message to Shen Lang.

"Miss xian'er, I can deal with this kind of attack. Don't come out, or you will be recognized by others! " Shen Lang echoed two sentences. Then he closed his eyes like an old monk. He made a curved handprint on his hands. He read an obscure mantra in his mouth. He uttered a deep and deep deep voice: "immortal art, Yisheng Zhenjun mantra!"

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