Chapter 2911

Mengshenjun also likes to compete with others. His experience shows that Shen Lang's strength is extraordinary. He is not polite and says: "OK, you are careful, Taoist Shen."

"Three corpse yuan God curse!"

Mengshenjun uses a sharp blade to cut the fingertips, makes a loud drink in his mouth, and draws three strange blood runes in front of him with the blood spilled from the fingertips.

The bloody Rune twists and turns, releasing the bloody light. The color changes day by day, the lightning flashes and thunders, and the sky over the venue is covered by rolling black clouds in an instant.

It's amazing that the strange magic power of mengshenjun can activate the omen.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds gradually gathered into a bloody vortex, in which endless black lightning surged, and the thundering of fury filled the sky and earth, making people feel frightened and scared. It seems that something terrible will come from the vortex.

The monks in the meeting place watched this scene attentively, which could trigger such a strong omen. The power of mengshenjun is in the same form.

The powerful monk at the tip of his eyes can even see that this seems to be some kind of extremely powerful summoning skill!

"Master..."

The sword's traceless face is extremely dignified. As soon as his master came up, he showed the strongest magic power. He must have judged that Shen Lang's strength was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

"Well, it's interesting."

On a snowy night, the emperor raised his glass and drank all the spirit wine in it.

Mengshenjun is decisive. He cast the three corpse yuan magic spell as soon as he appears. I don't know how to deal with Shen Lang.

In the snowy night, the Emperor didn't know much about the king of dreams, but he also knew that under normal circumstances, the strength of the king of dreams should be second only to his own existence in the five great kings, excluding the use of the Three Treasures Temple by kutuo monk!

Only saw the dream God gentleman to push out the double palms, crazy toward the sky's bloody whirlpool into the spiritual force.

"Roar!!!"

The three huge black ghouls descended from the blood whirlpool, and their mouths roared with astonishment, which made the air around them solidified.

Three ghouls are about ten thousand meters tall. Their black bodies are surrounded by dense black lightning. One has a cow head, one has a deer head, and the other has a horse head. The three ghouls were armed with huge axes, covered with blood, and looked ferocious!

The three ghouls summoned are still linked with a red spiritual chain, which is pulled by the king of dreams. Mengshenjun seems to use this chain to control three ghosts.

The three corpse yuan mantra is the top ten mantra of the human race, which is one level higher than the three mantras of Fangcun mountain. With the strength of the yuan God, mengshenjun summoned three "land corpses of dryland" in one breath, and the battle force is reaching the top real spirit!

The land corpse is a kind of zombie that only exists in the real fairy world. It belongs to a kind of puppet in the real fairy world. Some middle and large Xianjia schools like to use the land corpse as the gatekeeper puppet in some important places of the school.

There is no doubt that the real fairy's high-level goalie must be the top in the lower realm!

"The fire of a dead man!"

Mengshenjun pulled three blood chains and threw them violently.

"Ow!"

Three corpses in the dry land spit out a huge purple and blue corpse fire, forming a sea of fire and rolling towards the sinking waves.

Shen Lang's face was as usual, with his fingertips pointing forward: "sword kingdom!"

As soon as the voice fell, nine silver flying swords in the cold jade sword box broke out and turned into dense silver white sword shadow and light blade, forming a sword space.

"Boom!"

The three corpses of dryland were released with all their strength, and the fire hit the space of sword area, which burst out the earth shaking roar.

However, after one hit, Shen Lang was not damaged at all, and the attack of the three corpses did not break his defense at all.

"Wow!"

There was a uproar in the meeting place, and the monks had a basic understanding of Shen Lang's strength.

The attack of such intensity can't break the dark space of Shen lang. it can be seen that Shen Lang is really capable.

The strength of mengshenjun has been regarded as the outstanding top among the human friars, but there is still a big gap between shenlang and mengshenjun.

In the first duel, Shen Lang didn't want to drag the mud and water. He rolled his sleeve robe and drank softly: "sky Gang pure Yang Sword array!"

As soon as the roar fell, the silver sword shadow and light blade in the space of sword area gathered into nine rounds of silver hot sun and pressed against the three dry land corpses in front of the dreamlord.

The irregular sword shadow and light blade in the silver hot sun contain the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, making people feel numb!

King mengshen, with great spirit and great awe, madly infuses the spiritual power into the blood chain and transmits it to the three corpses of dryland.

The body of the three dryland corpses is full of black light, and the body has risen more than three times abruptly. With the huge axe in hand, the whole body is full of black lightning like waves, and the nine rounds of hot sun hit them head-on.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The shrill sound of the explosion is frightening. In the burst sound, the silver light all over the sky covers everything.

The three corpses of dryland did their best to break the three rounds of silver hot sun, and were finally swallowed and submerged by the following five rounds of silver hot sun. Their bodies were blown up in pieces and their gods were destroyed!

In an instant, all three corpses were destroyed.

The mighty sword shadow and silver light blade are ready to devour the king of dreams.

"Take it!"

Shen Lang took back nine silver flying swords in time with a light drink. The space of sword area broke up and nine flying swords flew back to the cold jade sword box behind.

"God, king and friend, please accept." Shen Lang said with a fist and a smile to the dreamer, who was sweating in the opposite direction.

The duel ended so cleanly that the monks didn't react for a moment, and the whole venue was surprisingly quiet.

Looking back on that terrible blow, Mr. mengshen now has some lingering fear.

He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a wry smile: "it's worthy of being the first master of the ten thousand demons alliance. Taoist Shen has a wide range of gods and is willing to bow to the wind."

Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "you are welcome. I will give you some other advice if you have a chance."

"Directions? Don't be joking, Taoist Shen. How can I help you in this field? I don't think all three of them are your opponents. It's almost the same when Taoist Shen has a chance to give some good advice. " The king of dreams shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The three corpses in the dry land summoned by myself are comparable to the existence of the top real spirit! The opponent can break his three corpse yuan Shen's magic spell. Shen Lang's strength It has become so powerful that it is unimaginable that it is not even the enemy of the other side.

Mengshenjun ponders that even if it's snowy night, it's hard to beat shenlang.

"Master..."

The sword without trace was shocked and speechless. His face was ashamed.

Just now, mengshenjun said that he was not the enemy of Shen Lang's integration. He didn't believe that the sword had no trace. Now that the battle is over, none of his masters is Shen Lang's opponent There is still self-knowledge in Wuwen sword. I know that I am not worthy of being Shen Lang's opponent.

Now, different from the past, the current waves have reached a height that he could not touch in any way. Although the heart of Jian Wuwen was not willing to do so, he was still in awe of Shen Lang.