Although Shen Lang has never fought with the top real spirit, his rich combat experience can help him find out what level the top real spirit's strength is.

Now I may not be weaker than the top true spirit, let alone just taking over the top true spirit three moves.

Lei Huang was restless. Although Shen Lang had the magical power of gathering the three flowers, Jiuying's methods were powerful and unpredictable, so it was hard to say whether Shen Lang was lucky or bad.

Ancestor, if Brother Chen really has life worries, please help him save him! Lei Huang couldn't help but send a message to Lei Yan.

Lei Yan smiled faintly: This kid shouldn't be that simple. Don't worry, if Ying-jeou really threatens his life, I will take action.

Thank you, ancestor Lei Huang, for holding his fists and bowing.

Lei Yan stood on the top of the mountain. He was very curious about Shen Lang. He always felt that this young human monk had an indescribable temperament and wanted to see how powerful Shen Lang was.

The demon cultivators who were watching were staying on the top of Yunzun Mountain, leaning towards Lei Yan as much as possible to avoid being affected by the magical powers of the ancestors of the Nine Infants.

The ancestor, give this ignorant boy a little color and let him know the power of our Nine Infant Clan! Ying Ji shouted loudly, his face full of violence, and wished he could come on stage and kill Shen Lang.

Looking at Shen Lang in the sky, a group of monks from the Nine Infants showed disdain, and they expected that this kid would die miserably.

In the sky, Shen Lang whispered to Yingjiu opposite him with expressionless expression: Fellow Daoist Yingjiu, you can take action.

The mess of human race, I want to see what kind of arrogant capital do you have!

Yingjiu's face was extremely fierce, and a black snake phantom suddenly appeared behind him. The black snake's face was ferocious, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed out a strange poisonous fire that was intertwined with black and white colors.

The black and white poisonous fire swept towards Shen Lang like a huge wave!

In an instant, the entire sky turned into black and white, making people frightened.

sharp!

Seeing the casual move of the ancestor of the Nine Infant Clan, the heaven and earth changed color, and the sun and the moon were turned upside down. The demon cultivators watching on the top of Yunzun Mountain couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The ancestors took action, and it was indeed extraordinary! I wonder if that human race will survive after this attack?

Yingji laughed loudly.

The ancestors have extraordinary supernatural powers!

If you dare to disrespect your ancestors, this human monk will undoubtedly die!

A group of monks of the Nine Infants looked excited and kept shouting.

Shen Lang could feel the power of the black and white poisonous fire. It seemed that it was already at the level of the fourth level of Xuan Domain, and it had already killed an average Mahayana peak monk in seconds! But it did not cause much psychological pressure to Shen Lang.

Nine-turn Dharma Seal!

Shen Lang waved his hand and layered golden light walls covered his body.

Boom boom boom boom!

The overwhelming black and white poisonous fire hit the golden light wall, making a harsh explosion.

The poisonous fire attack released by Yingjiu is quite domineering, but it is still slightly inferior to the ancient blood dragon Ao Xiao's Youquan Blood Sea. It may be that the other party felt that he was weak and did not use any strength.

Attack of this level cannot hurt Shen Lang.

The Nine-Turn Magic Seal was violently impacted, and a violent roar and trembling sound was made on the surface, barely resisting the poisonous fire attack launched by Ying-jeou.

After one blow, Shen Lang was not damaged at all, and the Nine-Turn Magic Seal was not damaged.

Ying-jeou's seemingly powerful attack did not break through Shen Lang's defense?

How is that possible?

Yingji, who was still laughing just now, saw that Shen Lang had nothing to do, and his smiling face suddenly solidified, replaced by a look of horror on his face, almost thinking that he had seen an hallucination.

this……

The nine infant monks who were still cheering for help just now also fell asleep instantly and looked at each other, unbelievable.

The demon cultivator watching was even more shocked.

It took a long time before the demon cultivators realized that they underestimated the strength of this human boy.

If you can take the attack from the ancestor of the Nine Infant Clan, this person's combat power is probably to an incredible level!

These demon clans with noble blood have always regarded human cultivators as weak races, so they had a preconceived idea, and Shen Lang's performance slapped them in the face!

Haha, I have some skills.

Lei Yan smiled, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lei Huang's face was normal. He knew that with Shen Lang's strength, it would be fine to block Ying-jeou's first attack, but there were two attacks next, and he didn't know if Shen Lang could hold on.

After all the black and white poisonous fires in the sky subsided, Shen Lang showed a sneer on his lips: Jiuying is also a top-level true spirit after all, and at this level of attack, would he be embarrassed to take it out and show his ugly appearance?

Yingjiu had a very ferocious face and said in anger: Boy, I saw that you have weak cultivation and were just trying to be humble. Do you dare to provoke me like this? Do you really think that I have no choice but to do anything to you!

Shen Lang snorted coldly: Yingjiu, instead of talking to me, it is better to show some magical powers that are on the table. Just your little bit of trash tricks and want to kill me, it's a hundred days of dreams!

Little bastard, you are looking for death!

Ying-jeou was furious and roared loudly, and the shadows of nine big snakes suddenly appeared behind him.

Each big snake is tens of thousands of meters long. The big snake in the center is black, while the other eight big snakes are all red, with a brutal aura and extremely fierce.

The Black Flame of the Sky Prison!

Ying Jiu shouted loudly, and the phantoms of the nine big snakes spewed out black flames at the same time, forming a black sea of ​​fire that covered the entire sky.

In an instant, the sky above Yunzun Mountain could not see his five fingers. A hot heat wave fell from the sky, and the space had been completely burned into a state of nothingness. The heat wave alone destroyed the three levels of defense barrier inside and outside Yunzun Mountain.

The demon cultivators were shocked and launched defensive barriers to resist the impact of the heat wave.

The silver trident-like triangle above Lei Yan's head released a large area of ​​white thunder clouds, covering the entire Yunzun Mountain, preventing Yunzun Mountain from erosion by heat waves.

Yingjiu is really fired. The Black Flame of the Heavenly Prison is his natal Xuan Realm magical power. In terms of power alone, he is close to the fifth Xuan Realm!

The heat wave released by this black sea of ​​fire alone burned all the areas within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and the earth turned into red and hot.

kill!

With Ying Jiu's shout, countless fire snakes burning with the black flames of the Heavenly Death flew out from the black sea of ​​fire above Yunzun Mountain, each fire snake was about 10,000 meters long.

The dense fire snakes poured out from the black sea of ​​fire, falling like a heavy rain, rushing and biting towards Shen Lang with its might of destruction!

Shen Lang's face finally became solemn. Yingjiu's Xuanyuan magic power was very similar to Ao Xiao's Youquan Blood Sea, but its power was much stronger than the Youquan Blood Sea, and even made Shen Lang smell a threat of death.

The strength of the ancestors of the Nine Infants Clan is indeed not enough.

Sword Domain!

Shen Lang shouted violently, pinched his fingers, and the white sword shadows like whirlpools of raging waves surged out from his body.
Chapter completed!