Chapter 4891

"Does the little witch soul dare to insult our Lord?"

The white haired Taoist glanced at the empty shadow of Hou Yi behind Shen Lang, and a little sarcastic color appeared at the corners of his mouth.

When his right palm patted Shen Lang's chest, the Baolian lamp flew out of Shen Lang's body, and Hou Yi's virtual shadow was shocked out of Shen Lang's soul.

While Hou Yi was shaken back, a dazzling golden divine light suddenly surged in the palm of his right hand. A golden arrow with bright light burst out of the energy fluctuation of heaven and earth!

"Evil, die!"

Hou Yi shouted loudly and threw the golden arrow from his right palm.

"Whew!"

The golden arrow flew out, and the tip of the arrow burst into a twisted star moon like brilliance, tearing the sky and pointing directly at the white haired Taoist's chest.

Hou Yi used almost all his strength in this attack.

In fact, as early as the moment Shen Lang entered the fire witch tomb, he sensed an extremely powerful breath in the center of the witch tomb!

So Hou Yi never showed up before. Only when Shen Lang swallowed the heichong tiger did he use the Baolian lamp to absorb the blood produced by the heichong tiger.

Hou Yi's purpose of absorbing the blood produced by heichong tiger is to deal with the possible threat in the fire witch tomb.

"With this little skill, it's good to show off in front of the Taoist king. It's really ignorant!"

The white haired Taoist looked sarcastic.

Then a frightening scene appeared.

Seeing that the golden arrow was about to hit the white haired Taoist's chest, the white haired Taoist didn't hurry to put out his double fingers, but clamped the powerful golden arrow with the tips of his double fingers!

"Hiss!"

Seeing all this, Shen Lang couldn't help but take a cold breath and show a frightening expression.

I never dreamed that this white haired Taoist could block Hou Yi's full attack so easily!

You should know that the power of Hou Yi's arrow just now is far stronger than ordinary third-order magic. Such an amazing arrow was held at the fingertips of the other party!

It's not over.

"Hum!"

The white haired Taoist made a little effort with his fingertips and broke the golden arrow on the spot!

Hou Yi's empty shadow's face became very ugly, but he still clenched his teeth to show his divine skill, and silently recited the ancient mantra: "the blood of childbirth is in my body, the golden thunder shines on the day, and the unicorn calls the night!"

As soon as the roar fell, Hou Yi hit a huge golden thunder vortex in the palm of his hand.

"Boom!"

With the deafening sound of thunder, a holy Kirin with a dragon head horse fell from the vortex!

"Roar!!!"

St. Kirin roared up to the sky, rolled up the thunderous golden light, and rushed towards the white haired Taoist.

"Just a wisp of remnant soul, don't try to fight against the Lord."

The white haired Taoist seemed impatient. A black vortex hit his left palm and hit the incoming St. Kirin.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of dense and harsh explosion sounds came, and the strange black vortex instantly crushed the huge body of St. Kirin and blasted it into powder.

The energy shock of terror swept through the whole space, with great movement and noise.

The sensational big bang lasted for decades before it subsided slowly.

Shen Lang quickly cast the blood shadow curse to avoid being affected by the terrible energy impact.

After the explosion.

The holy Kirin was completely destroyed, and the white haired Taoist was safe and sound.

When Hou Yi met again, the white haired Taoist brushed his sleeve and rolled up a huge net intertwined with a large number of black awns. In an instant, he bound and controlled Hou Yi's soul and body net.

After Hou Yi's blood shadow hit the black net, he seemed to lose all his action power. He half knelt on the ground and couldn't move!

Shen Lang's face is like earth. Even Hou Yi is not the opponent of this white haired Taoist. What profound level has the opponent's strength reached?

I'm afraid only the Heavenly Master of Daozu can have such terrible combat power!

"Hum! I just want to take a look at the astrolabe of the world. Do you two ignorant young people need to be so nervous?" the white haired Taoist complained.

"You... Who the hell are you?"

Shen Lang asked gnashing his teeth under great pressure.

"Kunxu scattered cultivation, land pressure is also!" the white haired Taoist snorted coldly.

"You... You are the kunxu sanxiu Lu pressure!"

Shen Lang was shocked and yelled.

Previously, at the moment of entering the fire witch tomb, Shen Lang saw the scene of the army of the demon domain invading kunxu in the past. Finally, the Taoist who wounded the second prince of the demon domain claimed to be kunxu sanxiu Lu pressure.

"Who is not your grandpa Lu Ya? Boy, it's fate for you and me. If others were so rude, I would have broken him to pieces!"

Lu said impolitely.

"I hope Lu Ya will forgive me for my ignorance of Mount Tai!"

Shen Lang bowed and hugged his fist with awe in his eyes.

Although this man has a strange temper, he is also an expert elder who fought against the prince of the demon domain. Shen Lang dare not neglect him.

"Heaven's chosen one, don't be bewitched by him. This evil spirit has captured the heart of the Father God. It's by no means a good kind!" Hou Yi, who was trapped by the black net, shouted angrily, as if he was very hostile to Lu Ya.

Lu Ya sneered: "I'm really not a good man, but it's not what you fool said about 'evil'!"

"What's the meaning of seizing the heart? I was originally the life transformed from Pangu's heart. If I hadn't seen that you belong to Pangu's blood, I would have killed you! Would I let you call here?"

Shen Lang was surprised: "Pangu's heart turned into life?"

Hou Yi shouted angrily, "impossible! The father's body has long lost all its vitality. How can it turn into other creatures? Don't talk nonsense here!"

Lu Qijun smiled: "hahaha, aren't the twelve ancestral witches the life of Pangu? You fool told me, why did the twelve ancestral witches exist in the world?"

Hou Yi was unable to refute the land pressure for a moment.

Shen Lang also heard about the birth of the twelve ancestral witches.

It is said that after Pangu's death, his body turned into twelve parts, which gave birth to life and became the later twelve ancestors.

No one knows how the twelve lives were born?

The birth of the twelve ancestral witches has always been regarded as an unsolved mystery.

Shen Lang frowned and said, "how did Lu Ya come into being?"

"I didn't want to mention these things, but for the sake of your future 'savior', I can reveal some information. The reason why Pangu's heart gave birth to this Taoist king is greatly related to the former Emperor Fuxi!" Lu yashen said.

"What's the connection?" Hou Yi asked.

Lu Ya said indifferently, "after the death of the twelve ancestors, the remains of Pangu were left. Fu Xi coveted these Pangu remains and wanted to use them for his own use by refining and other means to help him break through the realm of true God."

"However, Fu Xi never succeeded. Until one day, he realized a magic power called 'the art of dream Tao', the situation changed..."

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