Godly Dragon Guard

"Damn, this is too strong, right?"

Shen Lang's mind was a little dizzy, and he never thought that the dead men in the Black Territory were so strong that they were so powerful. It seemed that Jiang Yang had exaggerated the Wu Clan's combat power too much.

But speaking of it, since the Black Territory is so powerful, why wait until now to capture the Five Turbidity Land?

Shen Lang didn't have time to think about it, the ghost bone in the battlefield had already discovered the aura of living beings, and his eyes quickly locked on the two people flying behind the border of the Wu clan.

Ming Bone's gaze fixed on Shen Lang, his hollow pupils suddenly enlarged, and he shouted out loudly, "It's the living one! Quickly capture this one with me!!!"

As soon as the roar fell, the Nine Bone Snake abandoned Xuan Ye Wuzhu, and rushed out of the battlefield between the electric light and flint, and suddenly flew towards Jiang Yang and Shen Lang, with a monstrous black light all over his body, with an astonishing momentum.

"Oops!"

Jiang Yang was trembling with the horror released by the nine-headed bone snake, and his figure instantly stopped in the air, showing fear and horror.

Shen Lang's heart was stunned, and he instinctively told him that he must have been targeted.

The cultivation base of the nine-headed bone snake that flew toward him was obviously stronger than the other dead men, and it had reached the level of the big Luo Jinxian, and should be the leader of this group of dead men! I just don't know if the other party is the fake Ksitigarbha.

"Bone snake, go!"

Ming Gusheng was afraid that Shen Lang would escape under his nose, and the nine bone snakes behind him flew out with lightning speed, trying to contain Shen Lang.

"Innocent Holy Light!"

Shen Lang's eyes were like electricity, and a dazzling white light appeared in his palm. In an instant, the white light hit nine huge bone snakes that were rapidly approaching.

"Hiss!"

The nine bone snakes uttered a scream of screams under the illumination of the innocent holy light, and their bodies trembled and twitched crazily, seeming to have suffered huge damage.

"what!!!"

Netherbone's huge body also stagnated in mid-air, and he uttered a screaming scream. The nine bone snakes were part of his body. He was hit hard at the moment, making him feel the pain of heartbreaking lungs.

"Brilliant...Brother!"

Seeing Shen Lang so vigorously, Jiang Yang couldn't help swallowing.

Shen Lang tried his best to hit the Immaculate Light, and the bodies of the nine bone snakes even cracked with a lot of cracks under the impact of the white light.

Unlike Shen Lang's previous dealings with necrotic creatures and even Jiang Yang, the soul power of Netherbone is so amazing that even if Shen Lang strikes the Immaculate Light, he can't kill this person for a while.

"Bone snake... come back to me!"

Ming Gu forcefully resisted the pain of tearing the soul body, and before the nine bone snakes were not killed by Shen Lang, he took them back as quickly as possible, half kneeling on the ground, and a lot of white smoke came out all over his body. , His face became extremely ugly.

Previously, the Lord ordered all the dead in the Black Territory to capture the living who escaped into the abyss of Hell. The Netherbone can guess that this living is not easy to reach, otherwise the Lord will not let them die in the Dark Territory. The soldiers came out.

After really fighting against this living person, Minggu realized how tricky this person is, and the other party's magical powers would actually cause such great damage to his soul body!

If it weren't for the nine bone snakes to be recalled in time, I'm afraid the bone snakes would be killed by the opponent's magical powers. Seeing that Ming Bone was wounded and forced back by his own Innocent Light, Shen Lang heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the Infinite Light was indeed NB. No matter what the cultivation level of these dead souls, the Infinite Light could severely damage their bodies. Soul power, almost invincible

Ground!

"Go and support the great guardian!"

"Quickly capture this person!"

Seeing that Ming Bone was injured, the dead soldiers behind rushed forward and launched a fierce attack towards Shen Lang.

Seeing the many dead men rushing forward, Jiang Yang was obviously afraid, shrinking and not daring to step forward.

Shen Lang calmly said: "You don't need to panic, Daoist Jiang, you can just fly towards the center of the battlefield. I have my own way to deal with these dead men!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Yang believed in Shen Lang's strength. He plucked up his courage, gritted his teeth, rolled up his escape, and rushed towards the battlefield with Shen Lang.

"drink!"

Shen Lang screamed, and a white beam of light formed by the immaculate holy light shot out in his palm, sweeping towards the many dead soldiers who rushed in.

These dead soldiers in the Black Territory tried to use their supernatural powers to counterattack, but the immeasurable light that struck could easily dissolve all the supernatural powers of the dead warriors, hit their bodies and souls directly, and made a "dongdongdong" bursting roar.

"Ah!"

The screams came one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen dead soldiers were killed by the dazzling white light, their bodies and souls were torn to pieces, and they were killed on the spot.

"Damn, what kind of magic is this?"

Minggu was shocked by this strange and terrifying white light back and forth again and again, frightened and angry, never seen such a terrible method!

Soon, Shen Lang rushed into the battlefield on the border of the Wu Clan by Jiang Yang's escape light, like a **** descended from the sky!

"Friends of the Wu clan, let Shen help you!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly, his palms tried his best to hit a white beam of light formed by the Immaculate Holy Light, and swept across the dead soldiers in the battlefield.

"Boom boom boom!"

All the dead men hit by the beam of light were instantly torn apart by the white light, and their souls were also severely injured.

Shen Lang was as easy as slaughtering a dog and a sheep in the battlefield, slaughtering these dead soldiers in the black domain.

Even if the magical power of a dead soldier hit Shen Lang's soul body occasionally, it was easily resolved by the innocuous holy light condensed on the surface of his soul body, almost without the ability to fight back!

The Immaculate Light can easily resist and defeat any supernatural powers released by the dead souls, and it seems that there is a certain established law of power, which is the nemesis of the dead souls.

In just half a minute, hundreds of dead soldiers fell and died under Shen Lang's attack.

"Good kill!"

Seeing Shen Lang slaughtering the dead soldiers of the Black Territory like a **** from the sky, the surviving Wu Clan cultivators shouted with excitement and excitement in their eyes.

"Thank you fellow daoists for helping!"

The Zhenhai Dragon God that Xuan Ye transformed into was also shocked by Shen Lang's appalling methods, and said gratefully.

Seeing the dead men in the Black Territory were killed one by one by the magical powers shot by this mysterious monk, Minggu couldn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't believe that such a reversal would happen!

This kid obviously only has the cultivation base of Luo Tianshangxian's mid-stage, so why can he release such a heavenly supernatural power?

Minggu didn't even dare to approach the battlefield, and the white light surging from time to time in the battlefield made him feel a fear that originated from instinct!

In this way, in less than three minutes, Shen Lang killed all the dead soldiers at the Wu Clan border in the Land of Five Turbidities!

Shen Lang completely rewritten the entire battle with his own power and saved the Wu Clan.

Minggu became the only surviving polished commander. Looking at the remains of the dead soldiers on the ground, Minggu's eyes were darkened, and he almost fainted, muttering to himself: "No... this is impossible!" Shen Lang deliberately left Minggu's life, just because he still had something to ask the great protector of this black region.