I lived two hundred years

Chapter 609
Shen Lang punched out, and the indestructible Huangquan Time and Space was instantly shattered.

Driven by his fist strength, these shattered time and space turned into a turbulent flow of time and space, rolling towards Apocalypse Guisheng and Venerable Shenglian.

Apocalypse Ghost Sage seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He pinched the magic formula, and a huge grimace appeared, with a bloody mouth open, occupying 90.00% of the entire face area at once, setting off a hurricane, and turbulent flow of time and space. The child swallowed it.

"Huh. Is this a spell specially prepared for me?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Tianqi Guisheng.

Apocalypse Ghost Sage is a famous genius, whether he was a human being in life or a ghost after death.

During his lifetime, he was a wise general galloping on the battlefield, and gained a great reputation through all kinds of maneuvers. After his death, he came into contact with practice, and soon comprehended the skills on his own, created a large number of formulas, and carried forward the lineage of ghost cultivation.

Unfortunately, this is not destined to be an era of ghost cultivators.

Under the suppression of Lingxiu, the power of ghostxiu, which had just started to improve, quickly declined.

Apocalypse Guisheng was sensitive to the spiritual practice, and stopped spreading the formulas, but began to study them with great concentration.

Even so, some formulas that occasionally leaked from his hands still made his reputation more and more famous.

He has very few chances to make a move, but every time he makes a move, he is very targeted, and he can often easily use tactics to restrain his opponent.

Even if the opponent is as strong as him, and the magic formula is restrained, he can only lose helplessly.

Some people say that he is unparalleled in talent, and he can create a restraint formula in a short period of time based on the opponent's data in battle. Others say that he is cautious by nature, and he actively studies various masters of practice, and has long prepared all kinds of countermeasures against them. s method.

No matter which one it is, according to the opponent's ability, using restraint formulas is his signature.

Shen Lang has seen it now.

Shen Lang's attitude was natural, but Tianqi Guisheng couldn't be calm.

With just a random blow from Shen Lang just now, the ghost face he specially prepared for the "Fist of Crushing Everything" almost exploded.

His other tricks may not be able to exert their due effect.

but……

The Apocalypse Ghost Sage took a look at Venerable Shenglian, and said to Shen Lang: "Your attainments in the way of time and space are far superior to mine. But I still want to try. Can the magic formula make up for the gap in the realm? Try me Let’s prepare for you the God of Thunder.”

Before the words were finished, the cyan thunderbolts exploded, carrying endless coldness, freezing time and space, condensing the two phases of ice and thunder, looming the goddess of magic, guiding the energy of the moon.

"Frozen time and space? You can only think of this move?"

Shen Lang sneered, and punched out, dispelling the yin energy and shattering the frozen time and space.

But Tianqi Ghost Sage had been prepared for a long time, and countless yin god thunders shot out continuously, freezing the shattered time and space again in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang was frozen together with that piece of time and space.

"If you only have this level, then defeat me."

With a cold snort, Shen Lang leaped out of the frozen time and space in a detached posture, and came to the face of the apocalypse ghost saint.

"Be merciful!"

Venerable Shenglian gave a soft drink, turned into a golden Buddha holding a lotus in his hand, and slapped Shen Lang with his palm.

"You said show mercy, but you didn't put any strength in your hands. Are you trying to take advantage of my soft heart and slap me to death?"

Shen Lang chuckled, punched backhand, and head-to-head with the Golden Buddha.

Suddenly, there was a deafening muffled sound where the fist and palm came into contact.

Immediately, time and space exploded, countless fragments of time and space flew in all directions, and one arm of the Golden Buddha was shattered, like a golden Buddha statue whose arm had been secretly amputated.

"The donor's strength is profound, far surpassing ours. If I don't use all my strength, I'm just scratching your itch. I have to do it as a last resort."

As the Venerable Shenglian said, he threw the lotus in the golden Buddha's hand, with the heart of the flower facing down, and placed it under Shen Lang's hood.

As long as Shen Lang shot to disperse the lotus, he found that the lotus suddenly turned into small worlds.

These small worlds are connected with each other in the lotus, arranged into a vast array, forming a huge array of interlocking circles.

The flowers bloom and wither, the world reincarnates, the light is eternal, and the spiritual consciousness is immortal.

This formation has an artistic conception of "immortality and detachment", as if it has transcended the category of magic formation and spirit formation, reaching the extreme of formation, and can be called the source of ten thousand formations.

Once falling into this formation, I'm afraid it will be no better than being taken away by a magic weapon.

"It turned out to be a source array. Could this be the legendary Buddhist supreme mystery 'Bright Glazed Pure Land'?"

Shen Lang withdrew his fist in time, and dodged the lotus in a flash.

The lotus flower was not forgiving, its petals bloomed, shining brightly, and it chased Shen Lang with the peerless magic circle.

"The benefactor is indeed well-informed."

Venerable Shenglian spoke politely, and his hands were unambiguous. Countless arms stretched out from behind the Golden Buddha, sealing time and space.

Seeing this, the ghost saint of Tianqi, the thunder of the Yin God kept falling, and cooperated with the Venerable Shenglian to force Shen Lang into the source of the bright glazed pure land.

"You think I'm afraid of this source formation?" Shen Lang smashed a golden Buddha's arm with a backhand punch, stepped on the frozen space-time with his foot, and snorted coldly, "I just don't want to waste time in it. Your intention to delay time is so Obviously. I won’t be able to see it? I’ve been entangled with you for so long just to determine Shi Qianya’s location.”

Shen Lang stretched out his hand and probed into the void. Suddenly, there was a wave of spatial fluctuations from the island.

Apocalypse Guisheng and Venerable Shenglian looked at each other, and launched a fierce attack without saying a word.

"Thousand Tribulation Sumeru Palm!"

"The ghost saint sighs!"

The arms of the Thousand-Handed Golden Buddha folded together, bursting out into the sky the Buddha's light, in the Buddha's light, countless worlds were born and died, turned into catastrophe and descended, drowning the Shen Lang.

Apocalypse Guisheng suddenly cast a black light at Shen Lang.As soon as the black light appeared, it came behind Shen Lang and pierced into his lower back.

"Annoying!"

Finally, a trace of anger appeared on Shen Lang's face. He grabbed the black light with his left hand and slapped it with his right hand to eliminate the rolling calamity. deep in the island.

"No wonder you are so calm and relaxed. It turns out there is a helper."

Shen Lang looked at his empty right hand and frowned slightly.

He had already locked onto Shi Qianya's position just now, and he was just a little bit close to grabbing her out. Unexpectedly, there was a gentle force from the opposite side, which relieved the strength of his grasp.

Although he just grabbed it briefly, there are really not many people who can remove his power.

Could it be the "Nanming Martial Sage" who is a martial artist among the Seven Sages of Loose Cultivators?
If so, three of the Seven Sages of Loose Cultivators gathered in this small island today, which is too shocking.

"Shen Lang, with that person here, you can't take Shi Shizhu away today. Why don't you trust me once and go back for now. After this incident, I will bring Shi Shizhu to you and apologize personally." Shenglian His Holiness said solemnly.

Tianqi Guisheng looked at Shen Lang's hand holding the black light, and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)