Chapter 4144

"That's great. I'd like to thank brother Donghua on behalf of my best friend."

Shen Lang was overjoyed and immediately bowed to the giant of heaven and earth.

Ouyang Changfeng was even more shocked. He knelt down and said, "I'll never forget the grace of the elder generation."

The giant of heaven and earth said in a deep voice: "don't be happy too soon. Although the Gonggong arm is dead, no one can control it. Just as the powerful Xianbao Club chooses its master, it takes a long time for the soul body to merge with the Gonggong arm

"No matter what kind of risk, the younger generation is willing to have a try!"

Ouyang Changfeng said.

The giant of heaven and earth nodded and said, "now that you have made up your mind, go to find the Gonggong arm while you are not integrated with the divided soul, and you will complete the" spirit grafting "method for you."

"Good!"

Ouyang Changfeng answered immediately and said thanks again and again.

Shen Lang said: "brother Ouyang, I'll go with you. I'll clean up those sorcerer monks and dead souls in the abyss of hell by the way."

"Thank you so much, brother Shen."

Ouyang Changfeng nodded slightly.

"Lu Dongbin's soul has been separated for a long time, and his spirit is very weak. It won't last for a few days. Go and return quickly." The giant of heaven and earth said.

"Yes

Shen Lang holds his fist to answer the question.

As soon as the voice fell, a golden light came out of the giant's eyebrows, enveloping the waves and Ouyang Changfeng. In a flash, they were sent out.

"Whoosh! Whoosh

When the golden light around them disappeared, they reappeared in the main hall of Hades palace.

There were a large number of witches gathered outside the hall. They didn't rush to move, but spent several hours to recover their wounds and replenish the spirit power of chaos.

Although the injury of Shen Lang's soul has not been completely recovered, with the continuous treatment of liulixindeng, the action is not a problem, and it is also a great release of the power of the scale free fountain.

The power of Wugou holy spring is a kind of energy source transformed by Shennong's blood, which has been temporarily called Shennong's power since then.

With the help of Shennong, it's no problem to deal with the witches and dead creatures in the abyss of hell.

A few hours later, they went out of the underworld palace.

A scene that shocked Shen Lang appeared. In the cave outside the underworld palace, all the sorcerer monks gathered in the cave collapsed to the ground.

The flesh and blood skin of all the sorcery friars were shriveled and aging, almost all of their hair had fallen off, and even their bones had shrunk greatly. The shriveled skin was still overflowing with a strong breath of death, and the mouth was crying in pain.

"What is this..."

Shen Lang was so surprised that he didn't know what happened to the witch family. How could he grow old so suddenly?

Ouyang Changfeng raised his eyebrows and explained: "the reason why these WUS can survive today is because of the soul power provided by Xuanye wuzhu. Now that Xuanye is dead, they will not live for a few days."

After listening to Ouyang Changfeng's explanation, Shen Lang was relieved. Jiang Yang had also said that all the Witches of their sorcery family lived on the soul power of Xuanye witch Zhu.

"Although these WUS can't live for a few days, it's better to get rid of them. Brother Shen, I know you don't like killing and bullying the weak. Let Changfeng do the dirty work. "

Before Shen Lang could respond, Ouyang Changfeng offered a long black gun and attacked the half dead monks.

"Ah

One after another, these sorcery friars had no resistance after they were attacked. They could only watch Ouyang Changfeng's spear point coming.

Without the support of soul power, the body of the sorcerer became extremely fragile. The black lightning from Ouyang Changfeng's black spear easily killed the body of the sorcerer.

In less than three minutes, all the sorcerer monks in the cave were killed.

Let the waves breathe.

Although Xuanye wuzhu is despicable and ferocious, these sorcerer friars have no grievances against him. If Shen Lang is allowed to do it by himself, he will feel uncomfortable. Ouyang Changfeng has done him a big favor.

"Thank you, brother Ouyang." The waves show gratitude.

"You're welcome, brother Shen."

Ouyang Changfeng took back his spear and said, "most of Gonggong's arms are hidden in the land of Wu nationality. It's not too late. Let's go to the land of Wu nationality."

"Good!"

Shen Lang nodded.

"Woo!"

Ouyang Changfeng suddenly whistled.

Soon, a huge skeleton bird came to the sky. This is a demon bird puppet made by the black region demon clan by using the skeleton of the dead creatures. It is usually used to carry the wounded, and now it can be used.

He and Shen Lang, as living souls, could not escape in the abyss of hell. The demon bird puppet just solved their difficulties.They fly away from Heiyu mountain in the demon bird puppet, and fly all the way low. Shen Lang sits on the back of the demon bird puppet, releasing the holy light from time to time, killing all the dead creatures in sight.

Although there are many dead creatures in the abyss of hell, it takes a lot of time to produce new ones.

Cleaning up the dead creatures here is enough to ensure the stability of the abyss of hell for 100000 years.

Half a day later, the demon bird puppet arrived at the border of Wu Zhuo.

The monks of the Wu clan here are in the same dying state as those in the previous caves, and there are howling voices everywhere.

It has to be said that the belief of the sorcerers in the ancestral witches has reached the point of madness. No matter how Ouyang Changfeng pressed him, these dying sorcerers would not tell us anything about the Gonggong arm.

"Brother Ouyang, don't ask. I've found a place where I can store my Gonggong arm!"

Shen Lang stands at a high point on the hillside of the Wu nationality area. The Shura Saint pupil in the middle of his eyebrows locks on the altar in the center of the area.

The whole land of the Wu nationality is made of various animal bones and skins. It is as simple as a primitive tribe. Only the altar in the center of the land is very conspicuous.

The altar is made of black crystal stones unique to the abyss of hell. It is bright and bright. The Sula Saint pupil can peep at the strange energy fluctuation from the bottom of the altar.

After killing the dying sorcerer, Ouyang Changfeng rides with Shen Lang on the magic bird puppet and comes to the sorcerer altar.

"Drink!"

Ouyang Changfeng hit a huge black thunder ball in the palm of his hand and hit the open-air square in the center of the altar like a meteorite.

"Boom!"

Then came a loud sound like the shaking of the earth and mountains.

In a flash, the buildings around the altar were destroyed, but the crystal bricks on the altar floor were not damaged at all.

Ouyang Changfeng didn't believe in evil. This time, he made a huge black thunder whirlpool and hit the center of the altar with the potential of shaking the sky and splitting the earth. The huge roar was enlightening.

Even under such a fierce attack, the altar still stands, but a large number of twisted dark blue runes are surging around the ground, showing traces of array prohibition.

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