Chapter 4641

Fortunately, the black storm was not very aggressive. The emperor of Donghua and the ancestor of Styx sect were not seriously damaged. They were just trapped in the storm of time and space, and could not break free for a while.

In addition to them, the rest of the monks were also unconscious and trapped in the storm of time and space.

Finally, Shen Lang, with the special energy of the blood shadow curse, seems to be able to restrain the storm of time and space to a certain extent, but in the end, because of his own lack of strength, he was suppressed by a large black storm.

"Drink!"

Shen Lang gave full play to the power of the blood shadow curse, barely offsetting the black storm.

However, at the moment when the roar of supernatural power gradually converges.

The Yuan Shi God, who was originally floating in the air, appeared in front of Shen Lang's body like a blink of an eye. He released a dazzling white light, intending to invade Shen Lang's body.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Shen Lang's scalp was numb, and his left hand turned into a huge claw of blood shadow. With the power of tearing up the stars and destroying the sun, he slashed at the Yuanshen of Yuanshi Tianzun!

Where the Giant Claw passed, the space cracked, and it made a sharp and piercing explosion sound. The blood ran up to the sky, and the momentum was extremely shocking!

In order to repel Yuanshi Tianzun, Shen Lang gave full play to the ability of blood shadow body.

With a roar of "bang", the huge claws of blood shadow of the waves really hit the Yuanshi God, and even split the Yuanshi God in two.

Seeing that Yuanshen, the God of the Yuan Dynasty, was split into two parts by himself, Shen Lang's face showed a look of consternation.

Is the Yuanshen of Yuanshi Tianzun really so fragile?

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

I saw Yuanshi Tianzun split into two pieces of Yuanshen's body, which turned into two groups of white light, re condensed a new body shadow, and turned into "two" Yuanshi Tianzun!

"It's meaningless for the chosen to continue to resist. It's better to be one with the poor."

The two primordial deities spoke at the same time, looking indifferent.

"Die, die! Die for me! "

Shen Lang's face was extremely ferocious. He turned over his hand and sacrificed the killing immortal sword. He suddenly rolled up the bloody sword cloud like a huge tsunami and rushed to the two Yuanshi tianzuns in front of him.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

After a loud and violent sound, the God of the Yuan Dynasty was divided into ten, ten, and one thousand.

Thousands of Yuanshi Tianzun surrounded Shen Lang and said in unison: "Tianxuan, you are in the first floor of this reincarnation palace. The power that poor Tao can use is endless. Shenyuan's real body can't be hurt by illegal powers."

"No matter how you attack, you will never be able to defeat me. The fact can't be changed. It's better to combine with the poor way... "

Shen Lang listened to the voice of thousands of Yuan Shi Tianzun, his head would explode, and he roared: "don't try to occupy my body, die for me!"

In the roar, the endless red and black blood light surged around Shen Lang's blood shadow and went to kill Yuanshi Tianzun in all directions. The killing immortal sword in his hand also waved madly and quickly, trying to destroy these Yuanshi Tianzun's bodies.

It's a pity that these parts of Yuanshi Tianzun could not be killed at all.

Even if hit by the attack of the waves, they will turn into white light and gather together with each other, forming the separation of Yuanshi Tianzun's spirit again.

In the first floor of the reincarnation palace, Yuanshi Tianzun can control his Yuanshen's energy at will, and even divide his Yuanshen into countless separate bodies and place himself in every corner.

Shen Lang killed his red eyes and madly attacked Yuanshi Tianzun around the palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't rush to invade Shen Lang's body. He seemed to want to irritate Shen Lang to the maximum extent, erode his mind and consume his strength.

"Boom boom!"

The earth shaking roar and burst throughout the palace. The waves, like an indefatigable machine, repeatedly used their magic power to attack Yuanshi Tianzun.

The chaotic power and soul power in the body are continuously consumed, but there are star patterns near the body. The chaotic power that can be used by the waves is almost inexhaustible, but the soul power is always limited.

Shen Lang attacked for a full quarter of an hour. After that, his soul power had already consumed 7788, and he felt dizzy.

All around, the number of separated bodies of Yuanshi Tianzun did not decrease at all, and he was still mumbling to himself: "be one with me..."

"Enough!"

This nightmarish voice repeatedly stimulated Shen Lang, which made Shen Lang's mouth roar fiercely.Although his mouth roared, Shen Lang was half kneeling on the ground because of the loss of soul power.

It takes soul power to maintain the blood shadow body, not to mention the continuous release of the blood shadow curse. It's a miracle that shenlang can survive up to now.

It's a pity that the friars such as the emperor of Donghua, the ancestor of the netherworld sect, were bound by the storm of time and space. Under the occasional pressure of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, they couldn't get rid of it.

Shen Lang turned into a bloody shadow, half kneeling on the ground, gasping: "how can I... Plant here?"

"Blood shadow curse!"

When Yuanshi Tianzun's body around him surged towards him again, Shen Lang tried to release the curse of bleeding shadow again, and his whole body rolled up the red and black blood light like a river and a sea, and devoured Yuanshi Tianzun's body in all directions.

While fully releasing the curse of blood shadow, Shen Lang is waiting for an opportunity to sacrifice the purple gourd. He is about to drink the holy water from the secluded spring to quickly replenish the consumed soul power.

However, at this moment.

With a roar of "boom", a beam of light suddenly shoots out of the storage ring of the deep waves, hitting the purple gourd in his hand accurately.

"Bang!!"

With a startling explosion, the light directly smashed the purple gourd in Shen Lang's hand.

Shen Lang's eyes are about to split, and the Shura Saint pupil between his eyebrows can barely see the essence of the light. It is actually a red flag with the light, which is the personal treasure of the emperor of Yuan Dynasty!

Previously, outside the snow mountain, he took the Pangu flag which was dropped by Yuanshi Tianzun into the storage ring. Unexpectedly, this treasure turned into a time bomb. At this time, he broke free from the storage ring and smashed his own purple gourd!

It's a small matter to smash the Zijin gourd. The key is that the holy water in the Zijin gourd was destroyed, and a large number of holy water was bombarded into nothingness by the light carried by Pangu banner.

Zijin gourd also broke in an instant, turning into countless pieces and splashing everywhere.

"No!"

The waves were shocked. Without the holy water of the secluded spring, I had nothing to quickly replenish my soul power.

Although the glaze fire in the body can nourish the soul and breed the soul power, the speed of the soul power is too slow to catch up with its own consumption.

After releasing a large amount of blood light, Shen Lang couldn't support it any more and changed from blood Shadow form to human form.

Many parts of Yuanshi Tianzun also gathered together at the same time. A black storm broke out again in the palm of his hand, and hit Shen Lang's body with lightning speed.

Shen Lang, caught off guard, was hit by the black storm and trapped in the storm of time and space.

Trapped in the waves of the black storm, I feel that my body is shrouded by an indescribable force of time and space. Time has rapidly stagnated, everything has stagnated, the world has stagnated, and even the energy in the body has rapidly stagnated.

"No!"

Shen Lang's eyes were wide open, and he held the sword tightly in his hand. He tried to use the sword formula, but his right hand and even the sword in his hand didn't listen to him. He just moved slowly at the speed of a tortoise.

At this speed of action, I'm afraid that several days will pass when Shen Lang really swings the sword!

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