Chapter 3384

"Why, son of the eagle king, is that all you can do? Liu Baimei, you let this little Lord down too, come to a decent attack! "

The voice of Shen Lang was cold and full of sarcasm.

"Don't be crazy. Take me if you have the ability!"

Liu Baimei is so angry that he doesn't believe in this evil. He immediately turns it into a noumenon. His subordinates are really good at controlling the wind and the eagles.

Although Yufeng divine eagle is only the lower level true spirit, Liu Baimei's ancestor once combined with the ancient Witch and beast, and the offspring spread a trace of the blood of the Witch and beast, and the physical potential is even stronger than the top level true spirit.

Liu Baimei also inherits the blood of the Witch and beast. Compared with the ordinary eagle, his body has obvious variation.

The feather of the eagle is black, but Liu Baimei's hair is pure white. The first one has two golden horns, and its wings are surrounded by the light layer by layer. It has a strong breath!

"Seventh terrace magic, crazy haze!"

Liu Baimei's eyes were full of blood, and her mouth was shrieking.

With wings outspread, the whole body rolls up dense black blades, and endless black quickly converges, forming a huge storm space!

"Die!!!"

With the black storm like the waves, the windward Eagle collided with the sinking waves with the force of the sea howling and the avalanche.

In the storm, there are endless black blades. Those blades collide with each other irregularly, and the power of terror breaks out!

This seven step fairyland skill, named "crazy haze", is Liu Baimei's strongest physical power. He doesn't believe that his strongest attack can't shake Shen Lang.

Seeing the wind flying eagle with a violent black wind, Shen Lang is still standing in the middle of jianwuping, and the Golden Jade clothes on his body burst out with bright golden light!

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The heavy crackling sound is like the collapse of the sky.

The black storm swallowed up the waves, and the endless black blades repeatedly bombarded the body of the waves, making a "bang bang bang" explosion.

But all the powers were resisted by the gold and jade armor on the surface of Shen Lang.

"Boom!"

The crackling noise lasted for a long time, and the black storm that ravaged the whole jianwuping was finally suppressed and disappeared by the golden light from the gold jade armor.

The huge body of the wind hawk, like a sculpture, is fixed in front of the Shen Lang body. However Liu Baimei collides with it, the Shen Lang still stands still!

The whole audience was shocked. All the disciples were stunned and speechless.

All the disciples of Huanghua Temple thought that it would be very difficult for Shen Lang to resist the attack of Liu Baimei, but it was unimaginable that Shen Lang could easily resist the two attacks of Liu Baimei.

"Here What kind of magic is this? How can you defend my seventh level magic skill! "

Liu Baimei's eyes widened and she was in a cold sweat.

His previous conceited expression disappeared without trace, replaced by inexpressible fear and disbelief!

"However, it's only a seven level magic skill of half hung son, which can't shake the defense of our Lord naturally. Liu Baimei, what I said before is so arrogant. I thought you were so powerful. Now it seems that you are just so! "

Shen Lang sneers and is satisfied with his defense.

Liu Baimei's seventh level magic power is weak, while Shen Lang's "golden wisps and jade clothes" magic power is the highest level of the seventh level magic, and there is a great gap between the two. To resist this level of attack, it's as simple as that.

Unless it's an expert like xuanming, ordinary immortals can hardly shake the waves.

"Impossible It's impossible for you, a monk at the peak of immortals, to resist my son's most powerful attack... "

Liu Baimei's face looks like earth.

It's hard to believe that Shen Lang stood and let him fight. He couldn't even fight each other! This frustrated Liu Baimei's self-esteem and distorted her face.

"Is this your best strike? Ha ha, if you only have this ability, you should admit defeat as early as possible, or change me to attack! " Shen Lang said with no polite sarcasm.

"Don't be happy too early! I admit that your defense is amazing, but don't think I can't deal with you. Take my last shot if you have one! "

Strong unwilling aroused the anger of Liu Baimei.

If you lose to the garbage of a fairy peak, you will be the laughingstock in people's eyes!

Liu Baimei will not allow this!

"The seventh terrace is a magic skill. It's a magic attack of dusk!"

The eagle soared to the sky and spewed out a large mouthful of blood essence.

The blood essence turned into a large number of blood color chaos power and wrapped him all over. Suddenly, the eagle, which is covered by blood essence, rushes out of the sky. The black awn, like thick ink, spreads in all directions, and rolls up the black wind, which is mixed with the soul sucking dirty breath, making people shudder

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In a blink of an eye, the black awn covers the whole jianwuping and even the surrounding area for hundreds of miles. The surrounding area changes from day to night in an instant, with no fingers.

"Roar!!!"

A great roar came.

There is a black cloud whirlpool over jianwuping. In the whirlpool, there is a golden double horn, black body, like the ghost of a python!

The python ghost is surrounded by nine netherworld fires. The horrible breath suppresses the heaven and earth. It's frightening!

"Night animal?"

Shen Lang looks up at the python ghost in the dark sky, and immediately raises his eyebrows to recognize the ghost.

This magical night beast is a kind of ancient witch beast. It lives in a dark place all the year round. Its body is very weak, but it is good at spirit attack and magic.

Up to now, the magical night beast has basically died out. It is inconceivable that Liu Baimei could summon the spirit of the beast.

In fact, the ancestor of Liu Baimei once combined with the "magical night beast" to produce offspring.

Therefore, the blood vessels of the magical night beast spread in Liu Baimei's body, which can summon the spirit body of the magical night beast with the power of blood essence and attack with powerful spirits.

"Phantasmagorian beast, swallow him for me!"

Liu Bai's eyebrows and eyes are crazy, and his mouth makes a hysterical roar.

He doesn't care about Shen Lang's identity and background, or whether this attack will hurt Shen Lang's soul. Today, this boy has let himself face down. We must let him taste his strength!

"Roar!"

The ghost of Python rushed down, making a fierce roar in its mouth, and opened its bloody mouth to devour the waves below!

The breath of this magical night beast is too violent and frightening, which makes people tremble. The boiling killing will overwhelm the world and press it towards the sinking waves, which is beyond description.

"Brother Shen, be careful! The attack power of the spirit is not bad. Please let the immortal resist it! "

Seeing that the animals are about to devour, LAN xian'er, who has been hiding in her body, is extremely worried about the safety of Shen Lang, and finally can't help sending a message to Shen Lang.

"Miss xian'er, I can deal with this kind of attack. Don't come out to avoid being recognized by outsiders! " Shen Lang responded with two words, then closed his eyes like an old monk in peace, tied an arc fingerprint with his hands, read an obscure mantra in his mouth, and uttered a deep and deep voice: "Celestial Art, yishengzhenjun mantra!"