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"Elder Miao Qian, we met again, and the warm hospitality that someone in the corridor received on Dragon Snake Golden Island that day is something I will never forget. ”

Lang Zhan was wearing a long robe as black as ink, except for his head, his whole body was covered inside, his eyes flashed with resentment, and he said gloomily.

Mika flashed his black wings and said with a strange smile: "It's good that you haven't forgotten, you humans, you always heal the scars and forget the pain, why do you want to seek death again." ”

"Humph!"

Lang Zhan knew that Douzui was not Mika's opponent, so he snorted coldly, and the whole person turned into a black mang, whistling towards Mika, and at the same time pushing forward with both hands, the sky was full of heavy fists.

Silkworm Ghost Fist!

This shot is one of the most powerful Xuan Gong of the Ghost Sect, called the Heavenly Silkworm Ghost Fist.

Suddenly.

Nuoda's air was full of huge black fist shadows, and these fists formed a large net intentionally or unintentionally, squeezing the surrounding air sharply, and when they reached a critical point, they exploded violently.

"Bang!

There was a violent explosion that rang out non-stop.

In the blink of an eye, Mika's massive body was mired in endless explosions and fists that whipped like a ghost crying wolf.

In particular, these fists also have the 'Yin Spirit Energy' that devours life force, and they like the flesh and blood of the living the most, once they are stained, they are like maggots on the tarsal bones, unless they are forced out with their own energy, they are unimaginable.

Lang Zhan also knew how powerful Miao Ka was, and knew that he was once the founder of the Heavenly Punishment Clan, the real number one master of the Shark Clan, and his heart was full of fire energy, "On the Taiyin Black Phosphorus Boat, Yin Wutian, who looked elegant, frowned for the first time.

"Lang Zhan is afraid that he is not his opponent, Lang Maniac, you are ready to make a move at any time, don't let your brother die here!"

"Yes!"

Behind Yin Wutian, a middle-aged man who looked almost the same as Lang Zhan replied respectfully.

............

In a moment.

The black fists in the sky were all wiped out, and Mioka shouted again, his momentum unabated, flashing his huge wings, and he pounced on Lang Zhan with murderous energy.

"Hmph!

Although Lang Zhan was surprised in his heart, he was also a veteran of a hundred battles, so he stabilized his mind in an instant, his eyes narrowed, and his expression became colder.

"Drink!"

Facing Mika, who was getting closer and closer, Lang Zhan shouted angrily, and his right hand, which had been hiding behind him, swung forward violently.

"Roar!"

When he landed, a violent lion's roar suddenly came from the heavens and the earth, vaguely mixed with the sound of thunder and lightning, like an angry wave, and the sound was fierce.

At the same time, the right hand suddenly became larger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already more than ten zhang huge, and then the red light shone brightly, and the piercing light shone brightly within a few thousand zhang of the vicinity.

A mighty and ferocious lion appeared in everyone's sight.

This mighty lion like a beast of the wilderness is transformed from the right hand of Lang Zhan.

"Hmm, the spirit of the Winged Lion?"

Li Heng, who had been sitting cross-legged behind everyone, suddenly opened his gaze, with a rare expression of surprise on his face.

The sea breeze is cold!

As soon as Mioka and Lang Zhanpu fought, the atmosphere of the entire heaven and earth suddenly changed.

The previously sunny and beautiful weather suddenly disappeared, as if it had suddenly come to the evening when the sun was about to fall and the wind was blowing, and the air was dull.

As soon as the wind blew, countless corpses seemed to flash in front of me.

......

When Lang Zhan's right arm transformed into the appearance of a huge roaring lion, Li Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and his heart was clear.

"No wonder Lang Zhan has such great confidence, it turns out to be a combination of the spirit of the third-order spirit beast Crazy Claw Winged Lion, it is rumored that there are eighteen Crazy Claw Winged Lions in Huangshan to protect the mountain, even if all the masters in the sect go out, it doesn't matter, only eighteen Crazy Claw Winged Lions, can also resist many strong people!"

However, now it seems that the mad claw winged lion raised by the Ghost Sect is missing, and one of them has been refined into a spirit and turned into the right hand of Lang Zhan.

Just from the fact that the Ghost Netherworld Sect can be willing to kill a mad claw winged lion to heal Lang Zhan's injuries, it also reflects from the side that Lang Zhan is indeed the core disciple of the Ghost Netherworld Sect, and it is also deeply used by Yin Wutian, otherwise he would not be so extravagant and use a third-order spirit beast to heal him.

"Roar!"

After the spirit of the mad clawed winged lion, which was more than ten meters tall, was released by the corridor battle, the air was much drier, and the overwhelming heat swept through the nearby space of thousands of zhang.

The Crazy Claw Winged Lion is a third-order fire attribute spirit beast!

Boom!

Before Mika could react, the huge lion, covered in white flames, opened its big mouth, and also flashed a pair of huge wings, biting at him.

"Miao Ka Lao'er, what if you let your cultivation become strong, this is the spirit of a third-order spirit beast, as long as I can provide enough true yuan, it will never be destroyed, and Lao Tzu will tire you to death if he is tired. ”

"Humph!"

When Mioka heard this, he just sneered disdainfully, his face was as calm as water, and in the face of the huge spirit beast roaring over, he simply raised his mace and swung it forward.

"Bang!"

A huge sense of oppression came from Mika's body, and this huge aura rose higher and higher, even overshadowing the beastly aura of the Crazy Claw Winged Lion.

"Stick the world!"

The faint shadow of the stick filled the entire space, forming an impenetrable wall of air in front of Miaoka.

The violent air flow made the air fluctuate extremely fast, as if a strong wind was blowing out of thin air, and the shadows of sticks were dense in the air, and only bursts of whistling sound were heard in everyone's ears.

"Not good!"

Distance.

Yin Wutian's eyes narrowed and he shouted in a low voice.

The number one master of the merman clan has finally revealed his terrifying side!

Each stick shadow contains extremely powerful energy, and a single stick sweep out is enough to shatter tens of thousands of catties of boulders, and these endless stick shadows combined, even if it is a third-order spirit beast, it will not be able to get any benefits.

"Boom!"

The spirit of the roaring Claw Winged Lion collided with tens of thousands of energies, and the competition of pure power caused the space around them to explode violently, making a monstrous sound.

"Roar!"

The huge mad claw winged lion was instantly submerged in the boundless shadow of the stick, just as the so-called stick is like rain, Mika has already practiced the stick technique to the extreme.

The terrible roar of the beast, like the cry of a night owl, rang out all around.

"What? This old man has such a strong strength, impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how can I lose to a half-man, half-fish monster!"

Lang Zhan heard the screams of the Wildclawed Winged Lion, and his heart shook violently, and before he could come back to his senses, a huge amount of backlash energy was transmitted to him through the spirit of the Wildclawed Winged Lion.

His face became extremely dark, whiskered, and red as blood. "Poof!"

Lang Zhan's eyes were dilated for a while, and he wanted to suppress this painstaking effort, but he didn't suppress it after all, and the red blood spurted out dozens of feet away like an arrow.

"Quack... Haha, Lang Zhan Xiaoer, just with your three-legged cat's spell, you also want to fight with the old man, it's really too self-conscious, you give the old man to die. ”

Mika held the mace in his hand, like a bamboo, and crushed the spirit of the mad claw winged lion, and at the same time flashed his black wings, laughed wildly, raised the mace and smashed it towards the top of Lang Zhan's head.

"How is that possible?"

Lang Zhan, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, once again had a heavy question in his heart, but in this question, there was resentment and despair.

He held himself and merged with the spirit of the Crazy Claw Winged Lion, and his cultivation faintly had the momentum of breaking through the Dark Light Period, thinking that he could sweep away the Dragon Snake Golden Island with his own strength, and then make great contributions for himself, and in the future, he would be able to get some rewards from the sect leader, and if possible, he could even learn the top Xuangong secret techniques of the Ghost and Netherworld Sect.

It's just that!