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Mengshenjun also likes to compete with others. From his experience, he can see that Shen Lang's strength is extraordinary. He is not polite and says frankly, "OK, Shen Daoyou, be careful."
"Curse of the three corpses!"
Mengshenjun uses a sharp blade to cut his fingertips and makes a loud drink. Using the blood spilled from his fingertips, he draws three strange blood runes in front of him.
The blood Rune twisted and rotated, releasing a huge blood light. For a moment, the sky changed color, lightning and thunder, and the sky over the venue was covered with rolling black clouds.
It's incredible that mengshenjun's strange magic power of incantation can trigger the omen of heaven.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds gradually gathered a blood color vortex, in which endless black lightning surged. The extremely violent thunder shook the sky and the earth, making people feel scared. It seemed that something terrible was coming from the vortex.
The monks in the meeting hall watched this scene attentively, which could arouse such a violent omen, and mengshenjun's magical power would be great.
The sharp eyed great power friars can even see that this seems to be some kind of extremely powerful summoning skill!
"Master..."
The sword has no trace, and his face is very dignified. As soon as his master comes up, he shows his most powerful power. He must have judged that Shen Lang's strength has reached an incredible level.
"Well, it's interesting."
On a snowy night, the emperor raised his glass and drank the spirit wine in it.
Mengshenjun is resolute. As soon as he appears on the stage, he exerts the magic power of sanshiyuan. I don't know how Shen Lang will deal with it.
On a snowy night, the holy monarch doesn't know much about mengshenjun, but he also knows that under normal circumstances, excluding kutuo monk's use of the three treasures of the temple, the strength of mengshenjun should be second only to his own among the five holy monarchs!
I saw mengshenjun push out his palms and drive into the blood whirlpool of the sky.
"Roar!"
The three big black corpses came down from the blood color whirlpool and roared in their mouths, which made the surrounding air solidify.
The three ghosts are about ten thousand meters high. Their black bodies are surrounded by dense black lightning. One has the head of an ox, one has the head of a deer, and the other has the head of a horse. The three ghouls, armed with huge axes, were covered with blood, and their faces were ferocious!
The three ghosts, with a red and bloody spiritual chain behind them, were pulled by mengshenjun. It seems that mengshenjun uses this chain to control the three ghosts.
The three corpse yuan God mantra is the top ten God mantra of the human race, which is one level higher than the three God mantra of fangcunshan. Mengshenjun summoned three "dryland corpses" with the power of yuan God, and the combat power is close to the top real spirit!
Dryland corpse is a unique kind of corpse in the real fairyland. It belongs to a kind of puppet in the real fairyland. Some large and medium-sized immortal sects like to use dryland corpse as the gatekeeper puppet in some important places of the sect.
There is no doubt that the high-level gatekeeper puppets in the real fairyland are the top ones in the lower realm!
"Dead fire in drought!"
The dream God King pulls three blood color chains, fiercely throws.
"Ouch!"
Three dry corpses spit out huge purple and blue corpse fire from their mouths, forming a sea of fire all over the sky and rolling towards the waves.
Shen Lang's face was as usual, and his fingertips pointed forward: "sword field!"
As soon as the words fell, nine silver flying swords in the cold jade sword box broke out of the box and turned into dense silver sword shadows and light blades, forming a sword space.
"Boom!"
Three dry corpses were released with all their strength. The corpse fire collided with the sword space and burst out the earth shaking roar.
However, after a blow, Shen Lang was undamaged, and the attack of the three dryland corpses did not break his defense at all.
"Wow
The meeting was in an uproar, and the monks had a basic understanding of Shen Lang's strength.
The attack of such intensity failed to break through the mysterious space of shenlang. It can be seen that shenlang is really capable.
This dream God King's strength, in the Terran friars has been regarded as outstanding top existence, but compared with Shen Lang, there is still a big gap.
In the first duel, Shen Lang didn't want to drag mud and water. He rolled up his sleeve robe and drank softly: "Tiangang Chunyang sword array!"
As soon as the roar fell, the silver sword shadow and light blade all over the sky in the sword space converged into nine rounds of silver sun, and pressed towards the three dry corpses in front of mengshenjun.
The irregular sword shadow and light blade in the silver sun contain the power of destroying heaven and earth, which makes people feel numb!
The dream God King's heart is big, pouring the spirit power into the blood color chain crazily, and conveying it to the three dryland corpses.
The bodies of the three dryland corpses were all black, and their bodies suddenly increased by more than three times. They swung the axe in their hands, and the whole body gushed out black lightning, which was like a raging wave, and cut into the nine rounds of hot sun.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The harsh sound of explosion makes people palpitating. In the sound of explosion, the silver light all over the sky covers everything.The three dry corpses tried their best to break through the three rounds of silver sun, and were finally engulfed by the following five rounds of silver sun. Their bodies were blown up in pieces and their spirits were destroyed!
In a flash, all three dry corpses were destroyed.
The powerful sword shadow and silver light blade are about to devour mengshenjun.
"Take it!"
Shen Lang took back the nine silver flying swords in time with a light drink. The space of the sword field broke up, and the nine flying swords flew back to the cold jade sword box behind them.
"God, you have accepted." Shen Lang hugged mengshenjun and said with a smile.
Such a clean end of the duel, the monks did not respond for a moment, the whole scene was surprisingly quiet.
Looking back on the terrible blow just now, mengshenjun has some lingering fear.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, clasped his fist and said with a bitter smile: "it's worthy of being the first master of the ten thousand demon League. Shen Daoyou has great powers. I'm willing to bow down."
Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "God, you are welcome. I'll give you some advice when you have a chance."
"Give me directions? Don't joke about it, Shen Daoyou. I don't think you can compete with any of the three. If Shen Daoyou has a chance to give me some advice, I'll be pretty good. " Mengshenjun shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
The combat power of the three dryland corpses summoned by myself is comparable to the existence of the top real spirit! The opponent can break his three corpse yuan Shen curse with one blow. Shen Lang's strength Has been strong to an unimaginable height, he is not even the enemy of the other party.
Mengshenjun pondered that even if Shengjun came on the stage on a snowy night, it would be hard to beat the waves.
"Master..."
Sword no trace has been shocked speechless, full of shame.
Just now, mengshenjun said that he was not the enemy of shenlang. He didn't believe that the sword had no trace. Now that this fight has come to an end, my master is no match for Shen Lang Sword no trace has self-knowledge. He knows that he is really not worthy to be the opponent of Shen Lang.
Today is different from the past. Today's waves have reached a height that he can't touch anyway. Sword no trace heart although some unwilling, but still deeply in awe of the waves.
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Mengshenjun also likes to compete with others. From his experience, he can see that Shen Lang's strength is extraordinary. He is not polite and says frankly, "OK, Shen Daoyou, be careful."
"Curse of the three corpses!"
Mengshenjun uses a sharp blade to cut his fingertips and makes a loud drink. Using the blood spilled from his fingertips, he draws three strange blood runes in front of him.
The blood Rune twisted and rotated, releasing a huge blood light. For a moment, the sky changed color, lightning and thunder, and the sky over the venue was covered with rolling black clouds.
It's incredible that mengshenjun's strange magic power of incantation can trigger the omen of heaven.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds gradually gathered a blood color vortex, in which endless black lightning surged. The extremely violent thunder shook the sky and the earth, making people feel scared. It seemed that something terrible was coming from the vortex.
The monks in the meeting hall watched this scene attentively, which could arouse such a violent omen, and mengshenjun's magical power would be great.
The sharp eyed great power friars can even see that this seems to be some kind of extremely powerful summoning skill!
"Master..."
The sword has no trace, and his face is very dignified. As soon as his master comes up, he shows his most powerful power. He must have judged that Shen Lang's strength has reached an incredible level.
"Well, it's interesting."
On a snowy night, the emperor raised his glass and drank the spirit wine in it.
Mengshenjun is resolute. As soon as he appears on the stage, he exerts the magic power of sanshiyuan. I don't know how Shen Lang will deal with it.
On a snowy night, the holy monarch doesn't know much about mengshenjun, but he also knows that under normal circumstances, excluding kutuo monk's use of the three treasures of the temple, the strength of mengshenjun should be second only to his own among the five holy monarchs!
I saw mengshenjun push out his palms and drive into the blood whirlpool of the sky.
"Roar!"
The three big black corpses came down from the blood color whirlpool and roared in their mouths, which made the surrounding air solidify.
The three ghosts are about ten thousand meters high. Their black bodies are surrounded by dense black lightning. One has the head of an ox, one has the head of a deer, and the other has the head of a horse. The three ghouls, armed with huge axes, were covered with blood, and their faces were ferocious!
The three ghosts, with a red and bloody spiritual chain behind them, were pulled by mengshenjun. It seems that mengshenjun uses this chain to control the three ghosts.
The three corpse yuan God mantra is the top ten God mantra of the human race, which is one level higher than the three God mantra of fangcunshan. Mengshenjun summoned three "dryland corpses" with the power of yuan God, and the combat power is close to the top real spirit!
Dryland corpse is a unique kind of corpse in the real fairyland. It belongs to a kind of puppet in the real fairyland. Some large and medium-sized immortal sects like to use dryland corpse as the gatekeeper puppet in some important places of the sect.
There is no doubt that the high-level gatekeeper puppets in the real fairyland are the top ones in the lower realm!
"Dead fire in drought!"
The dream God King pulls three blood color chains, fiercely throws.
"Ouch!"
Three dry corpses spit out huge purple and blue corpse fire from their mouths, forming a sea of fire all over the sky and rolling towards the waves.
Shen Lang's face was as usual, and his fingertips pointed forward: "sword field!"
As soon as the words fell, nine silver flying swords in the cold jade sword box broke out of the box and turned into dense silver sword shadows and light blades, forming a sword space.
"Boom!"
Three dry corpses were released with all their strength. The corpse fire collided with the sword space and burst out the earth shaking roar.
However, after a blow, Shen Lang was undamaged, and the attack of the three dryland corpses did not break his defense at all.
"Wow
The meeting was in an uproar, and the monks had a basic understanding of Shen Lang's strength.
The attack of such intensity failed to break through the mysterious space of shenlang. It can be seen that shenlang is really capable.
This dream God King's strength, in the Terran friars has been regarded as outstanding top existence, but compared with Shen Lang, there is still a big gap.
In the first duel, Shen Lang didn't want to drag mud and water. He rolled up his sleeve robe and drank softly: "Tiangang Chunyang sword array!"
As soon as the roar fell, the silver sword shadow and light blade all over the sky in the sword space converged into nine rounds of silver sun, and pressed towards the three dry corpses in front of mengshenjun.
The irregular sword shadow and light blade in the silver sun contain the power of destroying heaven and earth, which makes people feel numb!
The dream God King's heart is big, pouring the spirit power into the blood color chain crazily, and conveying it to the three dryland corpses.
The bodies of the three dryland corpses were all black, and their bodies suddenly increased by more than three times. They swung the axe in their hands, and the whole body gushed out black lightning, which was like a raging wave, and cut into the nine rounds of hot sun.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The harsh sound of explosion makes people palpitating. In the sound of explosion, the silver light all over the sky covers everything.The three dry corpses tried their best to break through the three rounds of silver sun, and were finally engulfed by the following five rounds of silver sun. Their bodies were blown up in pieces and their spirits were destroyed!
In a flash, all three dry corpses were destroyed.
The powerful sword shadow and silver light blade are about to devour mengshenjun.
"Take it!"
Shen Lang took back the nine silver flying swords in time with a light drink. The space of the sword field broke up, and the nine flying swords flew back to the cold jade sword box behind them.
"God, you have accepted." Shen Lang hugged mengshenjun and said with a smile.
Such a clean end of the duel, the monks did not respond for a moment, the whole scene was surprisingly quiet.
Looking back on the terrible blow just now, mengshenjun has some lingering fear.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, clasped his fist and said with a bitter smile: "it's worthy of being the first master of the ten thousand demon League. Shen Daoyou has great powers. I'm willing to bow down."
Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "God, you are welcome. I'll give you some advice when you have a chance."
"Give me directions? Don't joke about it, Shen Daoyou. I don't think you can compete with any of the three. If Shen Daoyou has a chance to give me some advice, I'll be pretty good. " Mengshenjun shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
The combat power of the three dryland corpses summoned by myself is comparable to the existence of the top real spirit! The opponent can break his three corpse yuan Shen curse with one blow. Shen Lang's strength Has been strong to an unimaginable height, he is not even the enemy of the other party.
Mengshenjun pondered that even if Shengjun came on the stage on a snowy night, it would be hard to beat the waves.
"Master..."
Sword no trace has been shocked speechless, full of shame.
Just now, mengshenjun said that he was not the enemy of shenlang. He didn't believe that the sword had no trace. Now that this fight has come to an end, my master is no match for Shen Lang Sword no trace has self-knowledge. He knows that he is really not worthy to be the opponent of Shen Lang.
Today is different from the past. Today's waves have reached a height that he can't touch anyway. Sword no trace heart although some unwilling, but still deeply in awe of the waves.
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Mengshenjun also likes to compete with others. From his experience, he can see that Shen Lang's strength is extraordinary. He is not polite and says frankly, "OK, Shen Daoyou, be careful." "Curse of the three corpses!" Mengshenjun uses a sharp blade to cut his fingertips and makes a loud drink. Using the blood spilled from his fingertips, he draws three strange blood runes in front of him. The blood Rune twisted and rotated, releasing a huge blood light. For a moment, the sky changed color, lightning and thunder, and the sky over the venue was covered with rolling black clouds. It's incredible that mengshenjun's strange magic power of incantation can trigger the omen of heaven. "Boom!" The dark clouds gradually gathered a blood color vortex, in which endless black lightning surged. The extremely violent thunder shook the sky and the earth, making people feel scared. It seemed that something terrible was coming from the vortex. The monks in the meeting hall watched this scene attentively, which could arouse such a violent omen, and mengshenjun's magical power would be great. The sharp eyed great power friars can even see that this seems to be some kind of extremely powerful summoning skill! "Master..." The sword has no trace, and his face is very dignified. As soon as his master comes up, he shows his most powerful power. He must have judged that Shen Lang's strength has reached an incredible level. "Well, it's interesting." On a snowy night, the emperor raised his glass and drank the spirit wine in it. Mengshenjun is resolute. As soon as he appears on the stage, he exerts the magic power of sanshiyuan. I don't know how Shen Lang will deal with it. On a snowy night, the holy monarch doesn't know much about mengshenjun, but he also knows that under normal circumstances, excluding kutuo monk's use of the three treasures of the temple, the strength of mengshenjun should be second only to his own among the five holy monarchs! I saw mengshenjun push out his palms and drive into the blood whirlpool of the sky. "Roar!" The three big black corpses came down from the blood color whirlpool and roared in their mouths, which made the surrounding air solidify. The three ghosts are about ten thousand meters high. Their black bodies are surrounded by dense black lightning. One has the head of an ox, one has the head of a deer, and the other has the head of a horse. The three ghouls, armed with huge axes, were covered with blood, and their faces were ferocious! The three ghosts, with a red and bloody spiritual chain behind them, were pulled by mengshenjun. It seems that mengshenjun uses this chain to control the three ghosts. The three corpse yuan God mantra is the top ten God mantra of the human race, which is one level higher than the three God mantra of fangcunshan. Mengshenjun summoned three "dryland corpses" with the power of yuan God, and the combat power is close to the top real spirit! Dryland corpse is a unique kind of corpse in the real fairyland. It belongs to a kind of puppet in the real fairyland. Some large and medium-sized immortal sects like to use dryland corpse as the gatekeeper puppet in some important places of the sect. There is no doubt that the high-level gatekeeper puppets in the real fairyland are the top ones in the lower realm! "Dead fire in drought!" The dream God King pulls three blood color chains, fiercely throws. "Ouch!" Three dry corpses spit out huge purple and blue corpse fire from their mouths, forming a sea of fire all over the sky and rolling towards the waves. Shen Lang's face was as usual, and his fingertips pointed forward: "sword field!" As soon as the words fell, nine silver flying swords in the cold jade sword box broke out of the box and turned into dense silver sword shadows and light blades, forming a sword space. "Boom!" Three dry corpses were released with all their strength. The corpse fire collided with the sword space and burst out the earth shaking roar. However, after a blow, Shen Lang was undamaged, and the attack of the three dryland corpses did not break his defense at all. "Wow The meeting was in an uproar, and the monks had a basic understanding of Shen Lang's strength. The attack of such intensity failed to break through the mysterious space of shenlang. It can be seen that shenlang is really capable. This dream God King's strength, in the Terran friars has been regarded as outstanding top existence, but compared with Shen Lang, there is still a big gap. In the first duel, Shen Lang didn't want to drag mud and water. He rolled up his sleeve robe and drank softly: "Tiangang Chunyang sword array!" As soon as the roar fell, the silver sword shadow and light blade all over the sky in the sword space converged into nine rounds of silver sun, and pressed towards the three dry corpses in front of mengshenjun. The irregular sword shadow and light blade in the silver sun contain the power of destroying heaven and earth, which makes people feel numb! The dream God King's heart is big, pouring the spirit power into the blood color chain crazily, and conveying it to the three dryland corpses. The bodies of the three dryland corpses were all black, and their bodies suddenly increased by more than three times. They swung the axe in their hands, and the whole body gushed out black lightning, which was like a raging wave, and cut into the nine rounds of hot sun. "Dong Dong Dong!" The harsh sound of explosion makes people palpitating. In the sound of explosion, the silver light all over the sky covers everything.The three dry corpses tried their best to break through the three rounds of silver sun, and were finally engulfed by the following five rounds of silver sun. Their bodies were blown up in pieces and their spirits were destroyed! In a flash, all three dry corpses were destroyed. The powerful sword shadow and silver light blade are about to devour mengshenjun. "Take it!" Shen Lang took back the nine silver flying swords in time with a light drink. The space of the sword field broke up, and the nine flying swords flew back to the cold jade sword box behind them. "God, you have accepted." Shen Lang hugged mengshenjun and said with a smile. Such a clean end of the duel, the monks did not respond for a moment, the whole scene was surprisingly quiet. Looking back on the terrible blow just now, mengshenjun has some lingering fear. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, clasped his fist and said with a bitter smile: "it's worthy of being the first master of the ten thousand demon League. Shen Daoyou has great powers. I'm willing to bow down." Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "God, you are welcome. I'll give you some advice when you have a chance." "Give me directions? Don't joke about it, Shen Daoyou. I don't think you can compete with any of the three. If Shen Daoyou has a chance to give me some advice, I'll be pretty good. " Mengshenjun shook his head and said with a bitter smile. The combat power of the three dryland corpses summoned by myself is comparable to the existence of the top real spirit! The opponent can break his three corpse yuan Shen curse with one blow. Shen Lang's strength Has been strong to an unimaginable height, he is not even the enemy of the other party. Mengshenjun pondered that even if Shengjun came on the stage on a snowy night, it would be hard to beat the waves. "Master..." Sword no trace has been shocked speechless, full of shame. Just now, mengshenjun said that he was not the enemy of shenlang. He didn't believe that the sword had no trace. Now that this fight has come to an end, my master is no match for Shen Lang Sword no trace has self-knowledge. He knows that he is really not worthy to be the opponent of Shen Lang. Today is different from the past. Today's waves have reached a height that he can't touch anyway. Sword no trace heart although some unwilling, but still deeply in awe of the waves. Please remember the first domain name of this book: xsbooktxt.com . Reading website: M xsbooktxt.com
