Chapter 3664

Shen Lang nodded his head with satisfaction. The eyes of the holy devil in the center of his eyebrows continued to emit purple rays. The palms also made a lot of five color thunders and went towards the holy Valley Friar and the gate building where his eyes were.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!!! "

In a flash, there was a deafening roar in the middle of the holy Valley, and a large number of buildings around the square were destroyed in the sound of explosion and lightning.

A large number of Saint heaven Valley friars were devoured by the raging five color thunder before they realized what had happened!

Xia ling'er shouted at the top of his voice, "listen to the order, and immediately release the large-scale combined attack!"

"Yes!"

Six hundred thousand monks of the palace of descending diversity behind Shen Lang responded in unison, and launched large-scale joint attack techniques one after another, attacking the large-scale buildings around Shengtian valley.

At the same time, 600000 monks released the joint attack technique, which was powerful to an astonishing level.

"Boom!!!"

One after another, the deafening noise made people's eardrums ache, and people who were bombarded with colorful lights couldn't open their eyes.

The whole valley was shaking and moving like a big earthquake.

At this moment, all the high-level and even ordinary disciples in the holy heaven valley were shocked by the great movement of the earth.

"Enemy attack!"

The monks of the holy Valley screamed in horror and horror and spread it all around.

"Dang! Clam! Clam! "

At last, the alarm bell in the valley was sounded, and the shrill bell rang through the sky.

All the saints of the valley of heaven are like ants in a hot pot.

At this time, in the peach forest just north of the holy heaven Valley, a huge pale blue light suddenly rises, and the voice of the shadow in the light roars like the earth: "all the holy heaven Valley friars gather quickly!"

The roar is heard all over the holy heaven valley. The owner of the roar is the real Songhe, the owner of the holy heaven valley.

The real man of the pine crane is dressed in a green robe with the design of the white crane. He is upright, handsome and extraordinary.

It has to be said that this immortal Songhe is very handsome. It's no wonder Xia zishang, the last leader of the descending palace, was deceived by him.

As the saying goes, the more beautiful a woman is, the more unbelievable she is. This sentence is also suitable for men.

With the roar of immortal song and crane, a large number of monks of Saint heaven Valley fled to the sky and rushed to the peach forest in the north of Saint heaven valley.

Taking advantage of a large number of Saint Tiangu monks to expose themselves, Shen Lang sends out another sky eye, and the purple ray from the saint devil's eye sweeps around wantonly. Countless Saint Tiangu monks are torn apart and die on the spot.

At the same time, the army of the descending palace made every effort to launch an attack.

In less than half a minute, two or three hundred thousand disciples of Saint heaven valley have died.

Shen Lang's action of closing the door and beating the dog made the army of Jiangwei palace occupy the advantage in an instant, and at the same time greatly promoted the fighting spirit of the monks of Jiangwei palace.

Looking at the tragic death of one holy Valley nun, the nuns of the descending palace shouted happily!

"Bastard!!!"

Songhe's face is blue. He has no patience to wait for the monks of holy Valley to gather. The whole person flies towards the central square of holy valley like lightning.

The high-level and a large number of holy Valley monks in the rear also followed the real man Songhe in a hurry.

Before the immortal Songhe arrived, Shen Lang rose to the sky and stood over the square of Shengtian valley.

While waiting for immortal Songhe to come, Shen Lang didn't mean to stop at all. He continued to release his supernatural power and slaughter the monks in all directions of the holy valley.

Xia ling'er led many army of the palace to fly over the square, gathered behind Shen Lang and launched an attack together with him.

Soon, the green reclusion light made by immortal Songhe came to the holy Valley square and shouted angrily, "where are the odds and ends? Dare to fight with my holy Valley!"

Shen Lang motioned to the army of the descending palace to stop attacking for a while, then glanced at the immortal Songhe and said with a sneer, "you are the immortal Songhe, the master of the holy Valley? I'm going to ask you, sir. You can have the Luang Tian script of the descending palace? "

"Fool, you have been fooled by these base people who have been sent down to the palace of diversity. Lang Zhuo's heavenly script has not been in the hands of the valley master for a long time!"

The immortal Songhe roared. His first reaction was that Shen Lang was sent to the palace as a gunner.

Shen Lang said not coldly but not lightly: "so to speak, you really have got the Luang Tian Shu. Ha ha, I'm not here today to kill people. It's not all for the sake of reading heaven's script, but also for the Revenge of the descending palace! "

Now that it's determined that immortal Songhe has obtained the Luang Tian Shu, Shen Lang doesn't worry about the whereabouts of the Luang Tian Shu. As long as we catch the real Songhe and perform soul searching, we can still know everything.

"Revenge? Hahaha! " Immortal Songhe laughed angrily and said: "it's just a waste in the early days of a celestial being. I think you're tired of living! Today, you killed so many disciples of the holy heaven valley. The valley master will surely burn your soul to pieces to make you suffer forever! "

"Is it? I'd like to see what you scum can do! "

Shen Lang's lips show a smirk of disdain. He stretches his hands and pushes forward.

"Boom!!!"

Between the electric light and the Firestone, the five color thunder like a huge wave was made in the palm of Shen Lang, and the five color thunder like a tsunami swept towards the real man Songhe.

Seeing this powerful five color thunder coming, immortal Songhe was shocked: "five thunder method?"

I can't imagine that the garbage in the early stage of a human being's immortality can exert such high-level lightning stroke skills as the five thunder method.

As a famous expert in the west of Shenzhou, Songhe immortal was not weak in battle power. He quickly drew a blue light seal in front of his body and shouted angrily, "the eighth level of Celestial Art, crazy wood comes down in the sky!"

As soon as the roar fell, the French seal soared into the sky, and in a flash, thousands of blue lights came out.

In a moment, a large number of blue thorns grow up in the sky to cover the sky!

The blue thorns in the sky are like giant python snakes, sweeping away towards the five colored thunder with the power of thunder.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The thrilling roar and crackling sound went on and on, and a large number of blue thorns fell down in the sky covered by blue light, which actually resisted the five color thunder.

Shen Lang's face is unexpected. In general, the five thunder Dharma he released with all his strength is not something that ordinary friars in the middle of Tianxian can resist positively. It seems that the strength of the friar who wins over Shenzhou is indeed excellent.

There is a great shock in the heart of immortal Songhe. Among the nine attributes, mucre. Generally speaking, if the thunder magic encounter the same level of wood magic, the effect will be reduced by half, or even more.

However, the wood system immortal skill that he exerted with all his strength can only barely resist the other's five thunder Dharma! It can be seen that the boy in front of us is not so simple as the friars in the early days of immortals.

Seeing that the lightning stroke technique hit by Shen Lang is as good as that of reality Songhe, Xia ling'er feels a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shen Lang didn't talk big. He really has the strength to fight with reality Songhe.

But that's not enough!

Xia ling'er dare not relax his vigilance. He is ready to let the monks of the descending palace support Shen Lang. The nuns at the back of the palace, watching Shen Lang compete with the real man Songhe, also pinched a sweat in their hands, secretly prayed that Shen Lang could exert great power.