"Hey!"

This time Shen Lang was really scared to his scalp, showing a look of horror and horror.

How is it possible?

This Yao Qin can even fly out of the level of true spirit of monsters, and the momentum of these monsters is like a sea of mountains, which can't breathe.

False, absolutely false!

True spirit is a beast with greater strength than Mahayana. This world cannot exist.

Shen Lang's forehead was sweating, but he kept meditating. Everything was fake.

He had a feeling that if he succumbed to these illusions, he would be doomed.

Shen Lang gnaws his teeth, and the golden ape pattern on his chest rises in gold, turning into a giant ape of Qingshan mountain.

"Roar!"

The great ape gave out an unyielding roar, offered up the icy Soul Mountain, and madly fought with the real spirits and illusions flying over.

Shen Lang's desperate decision is the right choice. Those true spirits are not entities at all, but imitate the appearance and momentum of the true spirits. In fact, they are no different from the ordinary eighth level spirits.

Although it's an illusion of true spirit, these artifact spirits still have powerful body, which is comparable to the eight level peak monster body.

Besieged by seven or eight level eight top monsters, Shen Lang is extremely hard to deal with. If he does not take a move carefully, he will have a life threat.

The great ape shakes up the icy Soul Mountain and smashes it at those true psychic visions.

After fighting for a while, one of those real phantoms didn't kill him. The great ape was bleeding all over, and he was hurt.

"Roar!"

A golden dragon with five claws, like a python, entangles the great ape to death! The sharp dragon scales are cutting the skin of giant apes.

The great ape was stopped for a while and fell into crisis.

The rest of the true and spiritual visions rushed to attack. The sharp teeth and sharp teeth severely bit the body of the great ape. The skin of the great ape was full of flesh and blood, and the ground was already full of blood.

"Roar!"

The great ape roared madly, and the green tendon in his right arm burst up. He grabbed the five clawed Golden Dragon phantom's body and tried to tear the beast away with all his strength.

The five clawed golden dragon illusion, like the iron tail of the blade, strangled the ape's neck, opened its fangs and teeth, and bit the ape's right arm.

"Click!"

The animal's fangs smashed the right arm of the great ape, making a sound of bone fracture.

"No!"

Shen Lang's heart is awe inspiring. Once his arm is broken, his combat power will be greatly reduced. If you don't fight hard, you will die.

A Black Unicorn phantom tore off a large piece of flesh and blood between the waist and abdomen of the great ape. The waist and abdomen of the great ape were immediately blood and flesh blurred and blood gushed.

"Roar!"

The intense pain made the great ape's eyes congested and roared, and the Holy Spirit of the whole body burned to the extreme!

He smelled the heavy breath of death and aroused the endless war of Shen lang. like a stimulant, his bones and collaterals all over his body crackled.

"A group of fakes, die for me!"

Qingshan giant ape's supernatural power erupts, plush arms pull the body of the golden dragon illusion with five claws, and use all the strength to pull!

"Pooh!"

With a muffled sound, the illusion of the five clawed golden dragon was torn into two parts by the furious giant ape. The blood splashed like a waterfall. There was a thick blood rain in the air. The thick blood smell was disgusting.

The great ape who regained the power of action swung the icy Soul Mountain in his left arm, with fierce hair, and smashed at the other real phantasms!

The illusion of the five clawed Golden Dragon is the strongest of all the artifact spirits, and the other true spirit illusions are weaker than it.

The great ape is extremely violent. It may be because it is life-threatening and arouses the potential of giant ape in Qingshan. Its combat power has doubled to its peak.

Soon, three true phantoms were killed by icy mountain.

However, these spirits are physically powerful and can't withstand one or two blows of Bingpo mountain.

The fierce fight lasted for more than ten minutes, and Shen Lang finally killed all the artifact spirits, and all around became a sea of blood.

The great ape gasped for breath, exhausted completely. The spirit power in Shen Lang's body was almost exhausted, and he changed back into a human body and fell into a pool of blood.

Shen Lang's injuries are very serious. His right arm and shoulder bones are fragmented. His chest and abdomen are bloody and fleshy. There is almost no good place in his whole body.

If it wasn't for the holy Yang fighting Qi in his body to protect his heart, he would have collapsed now.

The fallen waves can hardly lift a trace of power. Now if Yao Qin attacks him, he really has no resistance and can only be slaughtered.

But what's amazing is that the sound of the zither that had been floating into the ear suddenly stopped, and the silence between the heaven and the earth was restored, dead silence

White jade Yao Qin is still placed on the mahogany table in the arbor. At this moment, the virtual shadow of a man in white suddenly appears, and his hands are flat on the Yao Qin.

It turns out that the person who just played the piano was this virtual shadow! It's just that there's no physical body in the shadow, and it's hidden, so Shen Lang doesn't notice.

The man in white glanced at the waves in the blood, his eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could see everything.

He just looked at Shen Lang, then took back his eyes, stood up lightsome, turned into a trace of smoke, disappeared without trace.

Shen Lang looks at this scene with open eyes. He is shocked. Is the man in white Emperor Xuan?

In short, it seems to be over

Shen Lang is struggling to move his body in the pool of blood. Although he has the protection of holy Yang battle Qi, his body injury is too serious. Even holy Yang battle Qi can only maintain the injury no longer.

Fortunately, the body of giant apes in Qingshan is strong enough. Otherwise, they were besieged by so many spirits just now. If they had been replaced by other friars in the primordial period, they would have been torn apart.

Even the body of the Ninth level demon is to be broken up.

At present, the most serious injury is the right arm, which is almost broken. If we don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid the right arm will be useless.

Shen waves gnawed his teeth, raised a little strength, and forced his body to sit up straight.

As soon as the storage ring in his hand is bright, Shen Lang takes out a large number of bottles and jars from it. These are all healing elixirs that have been searched for many years.

No matter it's useful or useless, Shen Lang crazily pours these pills into his mouth.

In the end, it should have some effect. It can relieve the pressure of Shengyang battle spirit.

After finishing these things, Shen Lang was forced to bear the sharp pain, and he used his spiritual power to connect his broken bones.

In the process of the pain, he grinned and sweated all over, which was a success.

Later, he took out the top healing ointment and applied it to the broken arm to promote the wound healing. Wrap the broken arm with gauze.

For the injury of other parts of the body, I also applied some ointment one after another and dealt with it simply.

Shen Lang can't protect himself now. He doesn't care about anything else. In the present state, there is no doubt that we will die in any danger.

He sat upright, meditating and recovering.