Shen Lang's hair is up all over. The wind ghost King's move is very powerful. If you don't do your best, it's hard to resist.
"Jiuyou sword formation!"
Shen Lang quickly sacrificed the nine swords of Tianxing and cast the nine quiet swords array.
"Whew, whew!"
The nine flying swords form countless sword shadows, which break up the surrounding space to form a sword shadow space.
The condensed sword shadow space is also like a tornado, crashing towards the black tornado.
"Boom!"
There was a big bang, and the dazzling light covered everything around. The water below was lifted up. The waves were surging, and the black wind was howling. The scene was extremely shocking.
The Jiuyou sword array resisted the blow of the wind ghost king. The waves stirred the Hunyuan Qi in the Dantian field. A white light barrier was formed around the body, which easily resisted the impact of the explosion.
Fengyaotian is worthy of being the master of Fenggui clan. Its combat power seems to be better than that old man with Hosta who met before shenlang.
Fortunately, I have collected five pieces of clothing type Honghuang Lingbao, otherwise the situation is really hard to say.
It's not easy for the wind to shine in the sky. An anti earthquake force from the explosion made the huge body of the wind ghost King retreat thousands of meters.
He didn't expect that Shen Lang's strength was so strong. The "void storm" just now was his most powerful magic power, which could be followed by this boy!
Feng Yaotian also heard that Shen Lang defeated the monk of Mahayana period. At first, he thought it was a mistake. Now, it seems that the dog bastard really has such strength!
It's hard to imagine that this kind of great power was created by a monk in the period of combination.
Shen Lang doesn't want to fight. After receiving the next blow, he turns around and flies towards the ghost prison.
"Scum, don't run
The wind ghost King roared and continued to rush towards the waves.
Shen Lang rushes in front of him. The huge wind ghost king in the rear attacks him from time to time. Shen Lang counterattacks with the Jiuyou sword array and defends with Hunyuan. He can attack and defend easily.
The wind ghost King's attack can be resisted by shenlang. Even if some attacks hit shenlang, they are also easily resisted by Hunyuan Yiqi gathered around shenlang.
"Damn, it's an evil way!"
The wind ghost King's face is as black as the bottom of the pot. The boy's defense is just like an iron wall, which is hard to break.
He guessed that Shen Lang's defensive barrier should be the Hun Yuan Yi Qi of the three Tiangang fighting Qi, and he was gnashing his teeth with hatred.
Originally, the boy had four pieces of Hunyuan magic weapon, but he was short of one Hunyuan armor, so he found his own princess.
I love my concubine's Hunyuan armor was robbed, but I was forced and raped by this boy! When I think of it, Feng Yaotian's mind will explode.
Shen Lang parries the attack from houfangfeng ghost king and flies towards the ghost prison.
After flying for 100000 Li, Shen Lang saw that a large black fog suddenly appeared over the sea in front of him. The sky and all around the sea were black. Deeper and deeper, even the evil moon in the sky was covered, and his consciousness seemed to fall into the mire and could not be released.
It is said that there are tens of thousands of Yin veins interwoven under the sea floor of the ghost prison island, and the whole island will release a heavy Yin attribute breath, even mixed with a trace of death.
These dead spirits have no obvious influence on the monks below Mahayana. However, if the monks in Mahayana were killed, they would lose their longevity.
"Stop!"
Feng Yaotian knows that he can't go any further. He yells like crazy and grabs the waves with his right hand.
Shen Lang's backhand shot a star chop to repel the wind ghost king.
The wind ghost King's huge arms are hit by the sword shadow space, a lot of wounds, blood dripping.
With a cold smile, Shen Lang raised his middle finger to the wind, then turned around and plunged into the black fog.
"Ah!!! Son of a bitch, one day, I want you to die without a place to die! "
The wind is shining, the weather is trembling and roaring.
Expansion to the extreme anger surged into my heart, wind Yaotian throat a sweet, mouth spout a mouthful of blood.
This time, I really vomited blood!
They have been chased outside the ghost prison. I don't want to be run away by this boy.
No matter how angry he is, the last trace of reason is still there. Further forward, it is possible to touch the ghost prison's capital heaven ghost square array. Fengyaotian can only stop here and watch the waves disappear from his face.
……
The waves were flying towards the depth of the black fog. The black fog was not cloudy, but a kind of Yin aura with a trace of dead Qi. Because it was extremely rich, it was black.
Seeing that fengyaotian didn't catch up with him, he was relieved that he finally got rid of the big trouble.
Shen Lang knew little about ghost prison, so he could only move forward cautiously.
It seems that there is some mysterious restraining force in the area covered by the black fog. It is difficult for the waves to release their divine consciousness in the black fog, and neither can the eagle's eyes.It can only go deep like a headless fly.
After a while, the waves could finally see a huge Island, which was emitting black fog.
This island is the ghost prison, also known as the "ghost prison island". The whole island has a radius of about one million Li, with dense friars.
Generally, the monks who enter the ghost prison are the outlaws who have offended one side of the force and are pursued and killed. So the ghost prison is relatively chaotic, there is no law, we all rely on strength to speak, the strong is respected.
The monks in the ghost prison have amazing strength.
The weak friars dare not enter the ghost prison. Although the ghost prison is the shelter of the outlaws, it is only for the strong. The weak can not live in the ghost prison for three days.
It is said that there are not a few monks in the ghost prison in the fit period, and there are many monks in the empty period. The spirit transforming period is the lowest type of cultivation.
The weakest and weakest friars in the Yuan Dynasty, if they want to survive, they can only serve as servants or even slaves and muddle along.
All in all, ghost prison is a very cruel place.
Shen Lang flew into the island and finally landed on a barren mountain to the south of the island.
After scanning around, Shen Lang was quite surprised.
Although the whole ghost prison island is surrounded by black air, there is no black fog in the island, and the blood red Shayue in the sky is clearly visible.
Unfortunately, as soon as the light on this side of the wave fell, fifty or sixty lights suddenly came to the top of the mountain in the distance.
"Ha ha ha, I caught a big fat sheep this time!"
"Tut Tut, it doesn't look too poor at the beginning of the combination!"
"The guys who came before were all rubbish. This time, a fat one finally came!"
The group of friars who flew here began to talk.
"Bandits?"
Shen Lang glanced at the group of friars who were flying. Listening to their talk, it seemed that it was a bandit group in the ghost prison.
Ghost prison is a place of riot. Except for some cities controlled by big forces, they can fight everywhere without moral restriction. As long as you are strong enough and want to kill people, no one can control you.
It's very common for bandit groups like this to target new monks.
Shen Lang didn't want to talk with these guys. He turned over his hand and offered the Hunyuan golden sword.
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