Godly Dragon Guard

"Boom boom boom!!!"

A steady stream of silver-white flying swords madly attacked Chaotianhou, which seemed extremely cruel, but it was also difficult to hurt the spirit body of Chaotianhou.

I saw that Chaotianhou was rolling up a golden storm with amazing energy, and he was not afraid that Shen Lang shot countless flying swords, flicked the dragon's tail, and slammed Shen Lang's body hard.

"Blood Tan Eucharist!"

Now that they have already come here, Shen Lang is naturally unwilling to retreat, and his body is rolled up with a monstrous demon energy, his body suddenly swells, turning into the posture of the blood-tan holy demon.

"drink!"

The blood-tan sacred demon looked up to the sky and screamed, turning his hand to sacrifice the Xuanhuaxuan, and slashing towards the dragon's tail with a force of smashing the sky and covering the earth.

"Boom!!!"

The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, Xuanhua's axe hit the dragon's tail that roared towards the sky, and shot out thousands of golden light. Although it was powerful, it still failed to resist the power of the dragon's tail.

The Xuanhua sword in Shen Lang's hand was almost shaken out, and a large golden storm hit his body. Fortunately, the mithril holy clothing condensed on the body was still there, resisting all attacks.

After stepping back more than ten steps, the blood-tan sage demon stabilized his figure and stood on the surface of the Tianhe River. At this moment, Shen Lang's complexion became extremely ugly, and this thing was much trickier than he thought.

Roaring in the sky, he ran forward like a mad dog, and started a close fight with the blood-tan holy demon.

While Shen Lang parried the attack from the skyward roar with all his strength, while performing the technique of flying thousands of swords together, a waterfall vortex was condensed in the midair above his head, continuously releasing flying swords to attack the skyroaring spirit body.

After Shen Lang, who was transformed into the blood-tan holy demon, became huge, the defensive ability of the Mithril Saint Cloth was still effective. The Mithril Saint Cloth wrapped the blood-tan holy demon tightly and solidly, which was like a copper wall and iron wall!

Even if the claw dragon tail roaring towards the sky occasionally hits Shen Lang, the resulting power is completely resisted by the Mithril Saint Cloth. Shen Lang was able to avoid damage to the greatest extent and focused more on attacks.

In short, with the protection of the Mithril Saint Cloth, Shen Lang's combat power has greatly increased, and he has the confidence to fight this power of will that roars toward the sky!

In the past, this was almost impossible to do. After all, even Lu Dongbin was at a disadvantage in the battle against Chaotianhou, but Shen Lang, who was trained as a golden body, could indeed have the power to fight!

Although there was a layer of golden storm attached to the surface of the spirit body roaring towards the sky, Shen Lang's storm-like attacks still had some effect.

While the blood sandal sacred demon was struggling to parry the claws and dragon tail of Chaotianhou, the silver-white flying swords constantly flying from the waterfall vortex above Shen Lang's head constantly attacked the spirit body of Chaotianhou, erupting with great power. .

"Boom boom boom!"

Amidst the bursts of bursts, endless flying swords forcibly dissipated and crushed the golden storm roaring on the surface of his body, directly hitting his spirit body.

"Wow!!!"

Chaotianhou's spirit body was hit by countless flying swords, and he made a hoarse and screaming sound, furiously, and attacked Shen Lang even more fiercely.

After dozens of rounds, Shen Lang didn't feel well either. Although the Mithril Saint Cloth was powerful, the defense power was still limited after all.

After the Saint Cloth was hit by Chaotian Roar a dozen times, many cracks appeared on the surface, and it seemed that it could not last too long.

Fortunately, the spirit body roaring towards the sky was also hit by the flying sword with a lot of gaps and wounds. As long as the Mithril Saint Cloth persisted for a while, he would hope to destroy this thing!

It's a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill everyone's wish.

The power of the roar in the sky multiplied under the rage, and the crazy attack eventually tore the mithril holy garment into several gaps, causing the holy garment to collapse.

After the collapse, the saint clothing turned into large pieces of silver runes poured into Shen Lang's body to recharge. It is worth mentioning that after practicing into the golden body, the Nine Turns Sign of the Body has greatly improved both in strength and recovery ability. After the energy of the Nine Turns Sign is exhausted, it can be restored in just half an hour. Fayin can again

Condensed the Mithril Saint Cloth.

In other words, once the Mithril Saint Cloth collapses, it can be recondensed and formed again after half an hour, which is equivalent to a top wearable fairy treasure that can be used indefinitely!

Closer to home, Shen Lang has no time to wait.

The sky roar attacked the blood-tan holy demon like a mad dog. After the blood-tan holy demon lost the protection of the mithril holy clothes, he was almost hanged. In an instant, there were more than a dozen wounds in his flesh. The wounds were terrifying and terrifying. Not much blood was shed below.

The benefits of practicing into a golden jade body are constantly highlighted at this moment. Shen Lang's meridians are transformed by Bailongjin, which has strong resilience and resilience and is not easily destroyed by magical attacks.

Even if Shen Lang's flesh and blood were damaged, his meridians remained almost intact, and the impact of a normal degree of trauma on his combat power became minimal.

"Oh shit!"

Because of this, Shen Lang still cursed secretly, the Xuanhua axe in his hand simply couldn't resist the offensive of roaring to the sky, and he would suffer sooner or later if he continued like this.

The key point is that this roaring to the sky is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. The spirit body has endured countless flying sword attacks.

After continuing to fight for a while, Shen Lang accidentally exposed his flaws and was yelled close to the sky.

"Roar!"

Chaotianhou opened his mouth wide and fangs, and bit at the forehead of the blood-tan holy demon.

"The Holy Eye is dead!"

Shen Lang was shocked, the holy demon's eye at the center of his eyebrows suddenly shot an astonishing blood-colored beam of light, hitting the cheek of Chaotian Roar.

After Chaotian roared a sharp roar, he was forced to deviate from the position and bit at the shoulder of the blood sandal saint demon.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of broken bones, the wide-mouthed fangs that roared toward the sky fiercely bit on the shoulder of the blood-tan holy demon, and several **** arrows shot out.

"what!!!"

Shen Lang was about to split, and he let out a scream.

Until this moment, Shen Lang really felt the threat of life, his heart beating violently, as if something was about to break out of his body! Not far away, Lu Dongbin, who was sitting on the river, suddenly opened his eyes when he noticed Shen Lang's crisis. When he was about to rescue Shen Lang, he saw that Shen Lang suddenly burst into the sky with golden red flames. Retreat and roar, expression

Slightly surprised.

At the critical juncture, the fire-tip spear weapon came out again as the savior.

Shen Lang was surprised, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. After he stepped into the Lingyun Temple, the fire-tip spear spirit in his body seemed to be extremely active.

"It's just right, the fire-tip spear, and help me!"

Not doing what he thought for the time being, Shen Lang clenched the fire-tip spear weapon in both hands, screaming loudly in his mouth, and set off a red golden flame like a raging sea, with a shocking aura.

An incredible scene appeared.

"Hohoho!"

After seeing the spirit of the fire-tip spear weapon, the incredible roaring power of will, he uttered a flustered roar as if he had seen something terrible.

"Dead!!!" 　　 Shen Lang was too lazy to think too much, as much as possible to infuse the chaotic spiritual power in his body into the fire-tip spear weapon spirit, the fire-tip spear flashed with red light, and the tip of the spear rolled up the violent purple sky fire. With the force of breaking the sky and breaking the earth, it pierced towards the spirit body roaring towards the sky.