After being sucked in by the door, Shen Lang came to a room of about several hundred square meters, which was tightly closed around, and the wall seemed to be a kind of extremely solid crystal.
"Roar!"
In the room, there is a hundred meter long blood colored Thunder Dragon. The blood colored thunder and lightning on the body is rolling endlessly, which contains a strong destructive force.
As soon as Shen Lang was sucked into the room, the bloody Thunder Dragon roared and swallowed up Shen Lang at a strange speed. The roar of thunder makes people feel numb, carrying a destructive power!
"Apricot yellow flag!"
As soon as Shen Lang's face changed, he immediately urged the apricot yellow flag to resist the attack of the bloody Thunder Dragon.
However, the Thunder Dragon seemed to be alive and well. After Shen Lang blocked the blow, the spilled blood thunder gathered and formed again, and flew towards Shen Lang again.
"How could it be?"
Shen Lang has an incredible expression.
Generally speaking, once an attack is launched, the spilled energy cannot be recovered. It's just like when a monk releases an attack power, the power of that attack power is consumed in various forms and can never be recovered.
But in this room, the energy is recycled. It's strange.
Fortunately, the attack power of the bloody Thunder Dragon is not so outrageous. Shen Lang can completely rely on the apricot yellow flag to defend. His attention has shifted from the bloody Thunder Dragon to other places.
Two eyes quickly scan all around, didn't see the shadow of flower purple spirit, but found some clues.
The room is not completely closed, but also has an exit. There are two doors on the left and right, which seem to lead to other places.
Outside the door on the right side of the room, there are a few drops of red blood scattered on the ground!
Shen Lang's eyes shrunk, and it was probably left by Hua Ziling.
"Aurora chop!"
Seeing the blood colored Thunder Dragon agglomerate again, he bumps into himself and waves to chop an aurora chop.
The dazzling white sword shadow filled the whole room, and the body of the bloody Thunder Dragon collapsed.
Before the Thunder Dragon was formed, Shen Lang quickly opened the door on the right side, and a huge suction sucked him in again.
……
Huaziling is now in a room wrapped by fire. The room as like as two peas in the
room, the room that is the same as before the wave, is completely different. The room is full of golden fire, like a melting pot, and the environment is extremely bad.
This golden fire is not an ordinary flame, but a kind of innate real fire with the highest power. Its power is even a little bit stronger than that of the sky fire!
The surrounding air is extremely hot, and the extreme high temperature even distorts the space!
The golden fire formed a series of fire arrows, sweeping every corner of the room like a strong wind!
Hua Ziling originally wanted to escape to another room to avoid the threat, but he didn't expect to encounter a greater threat. The environment in this room is much worse than just now.
In a piece of flame, the flower purple spirit props up the nine palaces fairy ring difficultly, resists the fire arrow which sweeps by.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"
With the deafening explosion, Hua Ziling tried his best to defend Jiugong xianhuan, but it seemed that he couldn't hold on.
Jiugong fairy ring is also roaring and trembling. The spirit power provided by huaziling is seriously insufficient.
A huge dull noise rings, Jiugong fairy ring is directly opened by the power after the flame arrow burst.
The flower purple spirit has no time to defend, the snow-white right leg is hit by a fire arrow, the leg's large flesh and blood is burnt black.
"Poof!"
The fiery fire spirit power invades the body, the flower purple spirit spouts out a big mouthful of blood in the mouth, pretty face is very white.
This arrow almost wasted huaziling's whole leg, and the meridians and most of the bones of the leg were burned to ashes. In the period of cultivating deficiency, the body of the monk can not resist the burning of the top innate fire.
"No!"
Flower purple spirit kneels down on the ground, right leg scorched black, knee part exposed ferocious blood hole, still emitting black smoke.
"I didn't expect that my girl would die here..."
She couldn't lift a trace of spiritual power in her body. As she watched flames and arrows attack again, the corners of her mouth showed a trace of reluctance, and her beautiful eyes were full of despair.
It's at this critical moment.
"Boom!"
A huge amount of white sword light, like a raging wave, rushed in front of huazi spirit.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The fire arrows were all blocked by the overwhelming light of the sword, which made a roaring sound.
The wave turned into a streamer, rushed forward, grabbed the waist of huaziling, turned and rushed into other rooms.
Continue through the bloody Thunder Dragon rampant room, the waves return to the previous starting point, the corridor inside the palace.Seeing that he had returned to the starting point, Shen Lang was relieved at last.
At least this corridor should be safe.
"Last name Shen, Ben I thought I would never see you for the last time... "
Flower purple Ling while biting silver teeth, endure the leg pain, while hoarse voice said.
In the fire arrow, flower purple Ling mouth constantly gushing blood, body poison, body hot, even breathing out of the breath are carrying a hot air.
"Don't say that. You're in a bad situation now!"
Shen Lang's eyes turned to Hua Ziling's right leg and frowned.
Hua Ziling's right leg was completely burnt black, which was not an ordinary burn. Her flesh, blood, meridians and bones were almost destroyed. Such a serious burn can cripple the right leg!
Shen Lang immediately took out the porcelain bottle full of yushuzhen water from the storage ring and fed huaziling a few drops.
Then, he quickly pressed the root of huaziling's right leg and poured Shengyang fighting Qi into her leg without blasphemy.
A large number of golden holy sun fighting Qi poured into the legs of huaziling.
The battle Qi of Shengyang comes into contact with the fury fire power in huaziling's right leg, and sends out the Shengyang of "yiyiyiyi" to quickly dissolve the fire poison.
Fire poison seems to be able to be suppressed by Shengyang's fighting Qi, but Shen Lang doesn't have any joy, on the contrary, his face is very dignified.
Because he found that huaziling's right leg, in addition to the root bone, the flesh, the meridians, and even the large bone collateral at the knee were all reduced to ashes!
No matter how powerful Shengyang Zhanqi and yushuzhen water are, even if they can produce meat with white bones, they have to be based on relatively complete bones. If even the bones and collaterals are lost, how can they produce meat?
Shen Lang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley and tried his best to release the Shengyang fighting Qi in his body. Anyway, he had to save huaziling's leg!
"Shen, you don't have to work hard. My legs I don't think it's going to help. " Hua Ziling shook her head pale, and her mouth showed a trace of bitterness. She could feel that her right leg had completely lost consciousness.
Shen Lang, who was struck by lightning, gritted his teeth and said, "don't be silly, your legs will get better!"
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