Chapter 1774

"Boom!"

The Bodhi bell is as solid as a rock, and the Buddha's shadow and golden light soar to resist the attack of magic light.

The lame old man cried and was very unwilling. His spiritual power was going to dry up soon. In this way, he might die in this boy's hands.

The lame old man is a monk in the period of deification. He can't say anything to a monk in the period of primordial infant, which is too humiliating. If the other side is also a deified monk, you can also think about it.

After struggling for a while, I can't help but walk!

Before the crippled old man exhausted his spiritual power, he spewed out a large mouth of blood essence, expended his own life essence, and drew a blood color seal in front of him.

The blood color rune is twisting in the air, tearing the space open a small crack, and the crack is continuously expanding.

At this time, the lame old man, with the help of the huge energy in the essence of his life, tries his best to activate the Bodhi bell.

"Buzz!"

Only the Bodhi bell emits thousands of Buddha lights, the Buddha's shadow emits a low Sanskrit sound, and a large number of Buddha lights gush out of the Bodhi bell and radiate in all directions.

The strong Buddha light, for a time, even dispelled the light of the devil that rushed to the Bodhi bell.

However, at this time, the lame old man suddenly put away the Bodhi bell, which showed great power. The blood color mark in the front half of his body had torn a two meter long crack in the space, which was twisted like a water snake.

"Teleportation of space!"

When the Bodhi bell was removed, Shen Lang saw the bloody Rune seal, and he was shocked and shouted!

This is the blood shadow transmission technique passed down from ancient times by the Mohist people of Longyuan. Only the monks of the Mohist people in the period of deification can master this technique. Using this method must consume a lot of vital energy.

The lame old man, who is more than 1800 years old, is suffering from a hidden disease. This time, he lost at least 50 years of his life energy!

The lame old man has no choice but to escape without space transmission. It's estimated that he will be killed alive by Shen Lang, so he will use this method even if his life is damaged.

"Boy, remember, I'd better not catch you in the future, or I will torture you to death!" The lame old man growled violently, and his thin body, like a loach, drilled into the cracks in space.

"Stay with me!"

Shen Lang utters a scream and immediately exerts nine changes of blood spirit to transform into Lei Peng's form.

"Boom!"

The golden roc uses the technique of flying thunder to dodge. It flashes to the crack of space and tries to drag the lame old man out.

Unfortunately, it's a step slower.

The lame old man has entered the space crack, the blood color Rune seal disappears in an instant, the crack also disappears, the space heals rapidly, turns into waves, and then recovers as usual.

"Damn it, slip fast."

Shen Lang scolds in his heart, and looks like the earth.

The old man ran away at a critical time.

This is not the point. The point is that the other side is a well-known family in Longyuan continent. If you know your identity, you will definitely come to kill yourself.

Shen Lang is very depressed. He hasn't had a few days to live, and he will fall into a strange circle of being chased and killed.

"Young man, are you ok?" Xiao Rou flew out of the beast bag at Shen Lang's waist. Seeing his face turning white, she couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's OK. It's not an injury." Shen Lang shook his head.

"I'm sorry, young master. Xiao Rou can't help you at all." Xiaorou said sadly.

There was no room for her to intervene in the fierce fight between Shen Lang and the lame old man just now. She was a little depressed.

It's clearly said that we should live and die together with Shen Lang, but we can't help anything. It's useless to be a spirit beast.

"Don't think so. If you didn't remind me to use the Hunyuan pearl umbrella, I'll be here this time." Shen Lang shook his head.

"Young master, maybe the old man will go to pull reinforcements. What should we do now?" Xiaorou asked, biting her teeth.

"No matter what, the dead birds are facing the sky. Your son is also used to being chased and killed by others. I don't care about this time. It's not too late. Let's go to Xianmo island and have a look! "

Shen Lang takes back the Hunyuan pearl umbrella and says helplessly.

He hoped that jiususpected cauldron would not be taken away by the lame old man, or Yunmeng fairy would suffer.

Shen Lang has been using Shengyang battle Qi to maintain Yunmeng fairy's life for half a year, but this is not a long-term method after all. It's enough for him to bring Su Ruoxue. It's impossible for him to run around all the time with the dreamy fairy.

Yunmeng fairy is still alive, so she can't be put into the storage ring. Shen Lang has been putting her in an ice coffin on the flying star Shenzhou.

"Good."

Xiaorou nodded her head with a dignified face and flew back to the beast bag of Shen wave.

Xianmo island is not far to the south of the sea area, and Shen wave flies to the south.

Two monks came in succession. Shen Lang didn't know what they were for. He was very alert about whether there were any other monks on the island.

In the war just now, Shen Lang expended some energy, but he still kept his strength. In the Pearl umbrella of Hunyuan, there is still a small part of the magic light of Hunyuan. Once it's hit, it's enough to kill one or twenty ordinary friars in the infant period.

So Shen Lang has enough reserve and confidence.

Not long ago, Xianmo island was close to him. Shen Lang's eyes shrank. He had a strong sense of divinity. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart when he realized that there was a monk in the center of the island.

Outside the cave in the Central Valley of the island, there are a group of first born monks. These friars were ordered by the lame old man to guard the place, so no one left. They didn't know what happened. They didn't realize that Shen Lang was spying on them with his divine sense.

Shen Lang used to take a dream fruit. Today's divine sense is better than that of ordinary monks in the later period of the first baby. The divine sense is better than that of other monks in a certain realm. It can be avoided by the other side while peeping into the other side.

A total of 11 yuan babies, all of them are in the middle period.

With Shen Lang's cultivation strength, it's easy to deal with these mid-term friars.

"Nine changes of blood spirit!"

As soon as the golden light of the Golden Dragon Design on the arm rose, Shen Lang turned into a huge golden horn dragon shape and flew towards the middle of the valley of Xianmo island.

The group of monks who were guarding the cave in the middle of the valley, when they saw a golden Jiaolong suddenly flying in the sky, could not help but take a breath of cold air.

"Who are you? What are you doing here! "

The leader, a green robed elder at the middle peak of Yuanying, panicked and shouted at the Golden Dragon in the sky.

"Come here to kill you!"

The Golden Dragon opens its wide fangs and spurts out a storm of golden blades.

"Ah!!!"

Before the green robed old man could urge the magic weapon to defend, he was killed by the golden blade storm.

The rest of the friars were scared to death, and offered up magic weapons one after another.

The Golden Dragon has crazy hair and swings its huge tail like a blade. There is a layer of golden blade storm on the dragon scale, which directly splits the flesh of two monks in the first baby stage into pieces.