Chapter 1052

"Dong!"

Corpse bear had no time to dodge, just right face was smashed by giant ape's Plush fist, making a huge dull noise.

"Ow!" The corpse bear screamed, several teeth were broken, and a lot of green blood was spilled in his mouth.

The golden giant ape is extremely violent, and its huge fists are like raindrops pounding at the corpse bear.

In a few breaths, the dead bear's mouth, nose and ears were all filled with a lot of blood. It looked miserable.

The corpse bear is not a living thing, and doesn't know what is fear. He keeps fighting with the great ape like crazy.

Su Ruoxue is also raiding the array. From time to time, she draws out her sword and hits the corpse bear.

Ten seconds later, under the attack of the golden giant ape, the corpse bear had been beaten so badly that it could not climb up.

The great ape grabbed the bear's thick hind legs and smashed it around like a whip.

"BAM BAM bam!"

The corpse bear repeatedly collided with the ground, a large number of green blood splashed everywhere, and the ground was cracked.

Seeing that it was almost over, Shen Lang got rid of the transformation, picked up the broken Tiange at his feet, turned Zhenyuan, and three new moons shot out.

Su Ruoxue also shot out a sword with all his strength.

The two attacks hit the chest of the corpse bear at the same time. The blue and white light collided and the sound of explosion was loud. The massive body of the corpse bear flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.

The corpse bear is completely devastated. It makes a scream in its mouth. A piece of white stuff explodes out of its chest. The body is overflowing with white gas.

Shen Lang wanted to sacrifice Bai Qingshan and press it over. Su Ruoxue called to stop: "Shen Lang, OK! If you keep fighting, it will die. "

"Oh." The waves immediately stopped.

After that, Su Ruoxue displays the blood magic light, and shoots a blood light in her eyes, greeting the corpse bear's body completely.

The giant body of the dead bear stopped moving, and a thick white gas was about to be pulled out by the blood light.

Shen Lang reaches out with one hand, and the soul swallowing bottle appears in the palm. Inject Zhenyuan into the bottle, and the mouth of the bottle is white.

The white gas in the body of the corpse bear was pulled out quickly, and the big white gas gobbled the soul bottle and sucked it away forcibly.

The soul power of the corpse bear is really strong enough. It is close to the soul power of the thousand virtual realm martial arts, even equivalent to the power of the yuan God of the half Nirvana strong.

Shen Lang's heart is happy, but he has spent a lot of money to transform himself. The soul in the soul swallowing bottle has grown significantly.

After the soul is absorbed by the soul swallowing bottle, the massive body of the dead bear suddenly turns into flying ash.

Su Ruoxue's face is pale, she exerts her blood charm twice, and her body reaches the limit.

The main reason is that her cultivation is not enough. Although her ability of blood charm and magic light is extremely amazing, it also depends on the strength of the host.

"Shen Lang, we don't have much time. Let's go now!" Su Ruoxue is in a strong spirit, facing the waves.

Shen waves nodded slightly, took up the woman's slender waist, picked her up, and made rapid progress.

Su Ruoxue's face turned red. They had many intimate moves. She gradually lost her astringency. Let the man hold her so, close her eyes and start to recover her luck.

After a few minutes of high-speed travel, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue left the ghost crying mountain smoothly and finally passed the customs.

In other words, it's too difficult to set the level in the God Temple. It's only the second level. The difficulty is so abnormal.

Shen Lang can't imagine the difficulty of the post, but now he has no choice but to get what kind of weapon to kill in this barbarian temple and solve the two Nirvana monks outside.

There are only 30% of shenlang's four color real yuan left. It's almost impossible to break through the next level in such a weak state.

There will be treasures only after the third pass. If they fail to pass the third pass, there is no need to talk about them.

Shen Lang has no choice but to stand on his head.

Fortunately, the soul swallowing bottle in guiwailing has absorbed a lot of soul. In the later stage, it should be able to let the dead puppet come out to help.

Through the end of the ghost crying mountain, a flash of white light, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were sent out.

"Whoosh!"

When they opened their eyes again, the place they came to was a golden hall with a gorgeous and magnificent shape. The surrounding space was extremely wide, which was like a large square, but it was not open-air, nearly tens of thousands of square meters.

There is a statue in the center of the golden hall. The statue is a young man with a strong body. He stands proudly, his back is like a sword, he is dressed in armor, his shoulders are covered with cape, his right hand is holding a huge axe, and his left and right are holding an ancient lamp.

The whole statue has an amazing momentum, which gives people a sense of solemnity and modesty, which can not be ignored.

"Is this a pretty God sculpture?" Shen Lang said in his heart.

I'm afraid that the only one worshipped in the mans temple is mans.

Of course, the statues in the golden hall are not important. The point is that there are other people in the hall, besides Su Ruoxue and himself.

There were more than 200 monks sitting around the hall, kneeling and recovering.

These people are surrounded by a golden mask. Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue are also covered by the mask.

Shen Lang also found that the golden mask was equivalent to a defensive array, blocking the outside world. The outside people improved and the inside people couldn't get out.

"The third level, fight! The gate was officially opened one day later, and the last ten people left in the hall were killed, which was regarded as the clearance. After customs clearance, treasures will flow out. " A heavy voice echoed in the ears of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

"Fighting?" Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately understood the meaning of the third pass.

No wonder the monks in the hall will be covered by the defensive array.

This level is very direct. At present, the monks who are sitting cross legged in the hall should all pass the second level.

Now these friars are seizing the time to meditate, recover the injury and consumption that had passed through the first and second level before, and prepare for the fight that will be officially opened one day later.

The third level is equivalent to giving all the previous customs clearance people a chance to breathe and return blood. At this point, it seems fair.

It is also worth mentioning about the third level of fighting. The main hall here is equivalent to a magic array, but the power of the monks can be fully exerted.

Limited by the power of magic array prohibition, the monks who died in the fighting will not die, but will be directly counted as failure to break through the barrier and be transmitted.

Shen Lang takes out a mending pill from the storage ring, hands it to Su Ruoxue, and says, "hurry to recover."

Su Ruoxue said "well" softly, without saying much. She also understood the rules of the third level.

Shen Lang glanced at the monks in the hall, about 200 of them.

Shen Lang came to the main hall later because he was unconscious and meditated for half an hour after the first customs clearance.

I remember that there should be tens of thousands of monks entering the Manshen temple. There are only two hundred left in the third pass. The rest of the monks should be eliminated by the first pass and the second pass. This elimination rate is really high.

More than 200 monks fought with each other to determine the last ten, which was quite cruel. But the good news is that people who die in battle don't really die.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue swallowed a magic pill and began to meditate and recover.