Seeing the rain of black arrows falling from the sky, the monks were shocked and tried to resist the attack of this magic skill by using all kinds of defense skills.

"BAM bam!"

A series of sharp crackling sounds sounded, and the monks' defense was broken like glass, which was easily broken by black arrows.

"Sword realm!"

"Nine turn French seal!"

Shen Lang can barely withstand the impact of the arrow rain by the double defense of the open sword space and the nine turn French seal.

Xiao Rou and Su Ruoxue are close to Shen lang. Shen Lang protects Xiao Rou and Su Ruoxue while resisting the arrow rain.

In addition, the arrow rain all over the sky almost hit all monks. The fierce arrows coming from the sky broke into the flesh and blood of the monks.

"Ah!!!"

A large number of shrill screams and wails came along. When the arrow hit the body, it turned into a mass of black Qi, which was mixed with black runes like centipedes, eating the spirit and vitality of the friars.

"No!"

Shen Lang's face changed a lot. He quickly sacrificed three thousand glass lanterns and tried his best to inject a lot of power and fire into the lanterns.

It has been a long time since the magic of "three flowers gather at the top" was used just now. Shen Lang is able to use the glass sky light again, which can barely make the monks enter the state of "three flowers gather at the top" again.

"Buzz!"

In the three thousand glass lamps, a huge amount of glaze light suddenly poured out, quickly covering all the monks on the battlefield.

Those monks who were hit by black arrows, their bodies were moistened by the glass sky light, and there were three dark golden flowers in their eyebrows.

In the state of three flowers gathering at the top, the black runes among the skin and flesh of the friars are slowly receding, and the curse poison is gradually dissolving.

Fortunately, after the main soul of Chiyang is destroyed, its strength is extremely weak. The power of the sixth level magic cast is not obvious, which is far less than the ordinary sixth level magic. Therefore, the curse poison contained in the arrow is too different from the previous one.

However, the curse poison in the black arrow can't be underestimated. Even when the friars are in the state of three flowers gathering at the top, they can't completely dispel the poison in the body for a while. Moreover, the arrow rain in the sky is endless and very difficult.

"This again!"

The red sun glanced at the crystal lamp with glass color and halo on the top of Shen Lang's head, and his heart was furious.

Originally, he could easily crush these fish, but Shen Lang, the son of a bitch, was so powerful that he could let a monk get into the state of three flowers gathering at the same time, which was a little like the Su Sheng skill of Buddhism.

"Don't be complacent. This broken lamp means to show off frequently. Look at this seat smashing it!"

The red sun is full of haze, and he opens his mouth and spits out a red soul power.

The soul power turns into a fierce red arrow. The arrow surface is bouncing with dense black arc, releasing strange and twisted light, and carrying an indescribable power of terror.

"Whew!"

The red arrows broke the space gap, and passed over his head before the waves could react.

Next.

"Click!"

A crackling sound of glass broke. The three thousand glasses on the top of Shen Lang's head were pierced by red arrows and turned into countless crystal fragments.

Three thousand glasses, broken!

"It's over!"

Shen Lang's face was as pale as earth. He was also slack in his heart. Unexpectedly, Chiyang would stare at his three thousand glass lanterns.

Now the glass lamp is broken, not to mention other friars. Even Shen Lang himself can't enter the state of three flowers gathering at the top.

"Buzz!"

The three golden flowers at the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows will disappear and break up as soon as they are bright and dark.

So are the monks on the battlefield.

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"Hahaha."

Seeing the frightened appearance of Shen Lang, Chiyang laughed wildly and said angrily: "Shen Lang, how long can you hold this seat? If you have the ability, take this seat again! "

As soon as the voice fell, Chiyang turned into a red centipede. He opened his mouth and spewed more blood essence into the black cloud whirlpool in the sky, which made countless black arrows in the whirlpool merge with each other and become a seven foot long gun that released the most black awns.

"Whew!"

The black spear, with the power of heaven and earth collapsing and the power of the sun and the moon collapsing, comes towards the waves.

"Sky Gang pure Yang Sword array!"

Under the shock, Shen Lang tried his best to kill in the sword area. The silver sword shadow and light blade all over the sky formed nine huge silver hot suns, which hit the black long gun with the potential of shaking the sky and cracking the ground.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

In the sky of silver light and black light, nine rounds of silver hot sun are pierced by black long gun, and the body is broken.

Even though the strength of Chiyang is greatly reduced, it's hard to resist the opponent's killing moves with the attack of Shen Lang.

The black spear was so powerful that it immediately hit the nine turn French seal which was opened by the waves.

"Click!"

Nine turn process printing only resisted for half a second, then it was broken by the black long gun, breaking numerous cracks.

The next moment.

"Pooh!"

A blood arrow darted out. Shen Lang's chest was pierced by a long black gun, but he could not resist the fatal blow of Chiyang.

Shen Lang is half kneeling on the ground, with a big mouth of blood gushing out of his mouth. The wounds of his chest are filled with blood. A large number of black runes infiltrate his body, turning into a dense black centipede, gnawing at his spirit.

"No! It shouldn't be like this!!! "

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he fell from heaven to hell. Shen Lang's eyes were splitting, and his eyes were extremely unwilling!

His body has been deeply poisoned by the curse, his strength is rapidly disappearing, and his soul is suffering to the extreme.

"Shen Lang!"

"Young man!"

Seeing that Shen Lang almost got a fatal blow, Su Ruoxue and Xiao Rou beside him were so scared that their faces were white and their hearts were as white as knives.

Blood stained the ground, and the strong pain of the soul being eaten made Shen Lang's consciousness gradually blurred. For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him.

No, he doesn't want to die! At least we can't let the most important death around us!

Shen Lang's eyes burst out, thinking quickly in his head. What are the means and ways to solve the present situation!

Even if there is a trace of life!

All of a sudden, Shen Lang thought of the unused holy insect tower for a long time!

"Holy insect tower, now!"

Shen Lang clenches his teeth, his eyes are bloodshot, the golden beetle pattern on the back of his hand is golden, and the golden holy insect tower is sacrificed by him.

"Poof!"

The crazy Shen wave spurted a large mouth of golden blood towards the holy insect tower, spitting out all the remaining chaotic spiritual forces in the Dantian, forming a strange seal on his hands, and making a hoarse long howl in his mouth: "lead by the blood essence, sacrifice by the living spirit in the tower, please present the world to the ancestors!!!"

As soon as the roar fell, the holy insect tower in Shen Lang's hand was shining with golden light. People with strong light could not open their eyes, just like a golden sun rising!

Perhaps with the blessing of chaotic spiritual power, the golden holy insect tower suddenly releases the extreme spiritual pressure of terror, which makes people feel creepy and thrilled!