Rumble!

After that dark blue ghost fire devoured Shen Lang, a huge lilac figure tens of meters high suddenly appeared, and then smashed into the dark blue ghost fire with a punch.

After a loud explosion, the ghost fire instantly turned into a cloud of debris.

Immediately after, a sword light came to Shen Lang in an instant, and he beheaded his head.

It was Yan Yushan's sword.

However, in the face of that sharp sword, Shen Lang didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and directly chose to resist.

Sonor!

A sound like the clash of gold and iron opened with a spark.

The long sword flew back upside down in an instant, but Shen Lang only took half a step back, and there was no scar on his head.

"Today, I'll beat you to teach Lan to scream."

Shen Lang pointed at Yan Yushan angrily, and then jumped and directly punched Yan Yushan.

It was also at this time that all the Immortal Flames within that great array had been absorbed by the Demon Sword.

Rumble!

The entire array shattered at this moment.

All the ghost heads and the flames of the underworld have dissipated, and none of them have survived.

"Withdraw!"

At this time, Shen Lang had already come to Yan Yushan, and with that punch, the void was shaking.

Yan Yushan didn't choose to take it hard, he had a bloody lesson about the horror of Shen Lang's body.

Now that the Great Array has been destroyed, they no longer have any means to contain Shen Lang.

Because he saw that the powerhouse of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion did not make a move.

Yan Yushan is not a stupid person, he decisively chose to retreat.

On the other side, Ghost Howling Heaven did not hesitate at all, and directly led the powerhouses of the Ghost Flame Sect to retreat quickly.

However, at this moment, a bloody light suddenly hit Shen Lang's body, directly shaking him out thousands of meters.

Subsequently, a middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe appeared where Shen Lang was originally located, and it was the Blood Monarch who had had a quarrel with Shen Lang before.

"Fellow Daoists, I have something that can suppress this person's body, how about you and me join forces?"

Blood Jun looked at Yan Yushan and the others who were about to leave, and a blood-colored awl in his hand slowly circulated in his palm.

A strange aura overflowed from the blood-colored awl, making people shudder all over their bodies.

Yan Yushan and the others looked suspicious.

Because they weren't sure if this thing could really cause harm to Shen Lang.

But since this person dares to make a move, he should have a certain degree of certainty.

"Shoot!"

Yan Yushan only hesitated for a moment, and then immediately made a decision.

Because he knew very well that after their ambush failed this time, he didn't know when he would have the opportunity to do it again in the future, and maybe he would have been killed by Shen Lang before they made a comeback.

So, they have to seize this opportunity.

The Ghost Yanzong and the others besieged again, but still no one dared to approach Shen Lang, they were all urging all kinds of magic weapons from a distance, and bombarded Shen Lang for a while.

At this time, Shen Lang's back was already stained red with blood, and there was a deep blood hole on his back, and countless blood overflowed like a spring.

This blood hole was caused by the sneak attack of the Blood Lord before.

Shen Lang stared at the blood-red awl in the Blood Monarch's hand, he never expected that this thing would cause such heavy damage to himself.

Careless!

I'm still too careless.

Or rather, there is no one in sight.

This is an extremely painful price, if it weren't for the fact that he suddenly used his spiritual power to resist at the critical moment, the blood-red awl might have pierced his chest.

Bang bang bang!

Countless magic weapons slammed towards Shen Lang.

This time, Shen Langxue was obedient, he did not directly resist head-on, but sideways to avoid the back, and smashed out with a punch.

His meaning is obvious, try the strength of these magic weapons first, and if you can't cause damage to yourself, then smash them directly.

If you can threaten yourself, choose to hide.

Soon, Shen Lang directly smashed five or six magic weapons, the lowest level of these magic weapons were all mid-level magic weapons, and most of them were high-grade Xuan rank, which was where most of the Ghost Yan Sect was located.

However, at this moment, these magic weapons were like fragile ceramics in front of Shen Lang's fist, one punch at a time.

Everyone in the Ghost Flame Sect was dripping blood in their hearts, but they were helpless, because if they didn't use the magic weapon, they could only fight in close combat.

In that case, it would be tantamount to sending people away from their heads for thousands of miles.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you make a move?"

Yan Yushan urged his flying sword again, and slammed a sword into Shen Lang's chest, and then looked at the Blood Monarch not far away, his expression a little eager.

If they had joined forces with the Blood Monarch before, just for the sake of a chance, then now they can be said to have seen a lot of hope.

Because the blood hole behind Shen Lang is the dawn of their victory.

Blood Monarch frowned slightly, he didn't stop making a move, but he was looking for an opportunity, ready to kill with one blow.

Because although this treasure is powerful, the consumption when it is activated is also terrifying.

With his cultivation, he can only urge three times at most.

And he'd already used it once, and he had to keep a hand for himself just in case.

Therefore, now he only has one chance, and if he doesn't make a move, he must have a certain chance of killing when he makes a shot.

It's just that Shen Lang has been guarding against him at this time, and it is difficult for him to find a chance.

On the other side, Zi Qingyu and the others looked at this scene without changing their faces, and they didn't have any intention of interfering.

As for the others, they looked at Shen Lang who was besieged with shocked faces, and they all had a doubt in their hearts.

This...... Is it really just a Qi Realm cultivator?

Obviously, this is not the case.

Because among the people besieging Shen Lang at this moment, the three most powerful cultivators are all in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The three immortals joined forces, and what they dealt with was just a little monk of the Imperial Qi Realm.

This kind of thing has never happened even in the Arabian Nights.

At this moment, the Blood Monarch's eyes were staring at Shen Lang, and his face had become more and more solemn.

Because he found that this Shen Lang's body was even more terrifying than he imagined.

At the same time, he was also glad that when he was in the secret hall of Tianbao Pavilion that day, he didn't force his move, otherwise, he would probably be looking for a target to take away.

Originally, he had planned to deal with this person here, but he didn't expect someone to take the lead.

This is also a good thing, because it was Yan Yushan and others who made him see the true strength of this Shen Lang.

At the same time, it also strengthened his murderous intent.

If these evil characters are not eradicated as soon as possible, they may pose a deadly threat to them in the future.

Thinking of this, the Blood Monarch's pupils shrank suddenly, and a powerful killing intent instantly filled his body.

It was at this moment that he grasped Shen Lang's flaw, and the blood cone in his hand instantly turned into a blood-colored rainbow, hitting Shen Lang's abdomen.

At the moment when the Blood Monarch made a move, Yan Yushan, Ghost Howling Heaven and the others also suddenly erupted, and one after another terrifying energy was overwhelming, smashing head-on towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's pupils shrank, and he directly chose to ignore the offensive of Yan Yushan and others, and there was only that trace of blood red in his eyes.

Sonor!

The burst blood cone stabbed Shen Lang in the abdomen, and everyone was happy, because they were sure that Shen Lang's body couldn't stop this artifact at all.

Just as the blood cone stabbed Shen Lang, the attacks of Yan Yushan and the others also smashed on Shen Lang.

Bursts of terrifying energy explosions continued like fireworks.

With Shen Lang as the center, the mountains within a radius of several thousand meters were directly razed to the ground under the bombardment of those violent energies.

"Dead?"

Yan Yushan and the others were all happy.

Not far away, Zi Qingyu and the others also watched intently.

Is this terrible demon really dead?

After a while, the sand and dust dissipated, and the spiritual power was empty.

In a huge pit, a figure still stands.

It was Shen Lang himself.

At this time, in front of his abdomen, the blood-colored awl was still spinning rapidly, as if it wanted to break through the body of the person in front of him.

However, in Shen Lang's abdomen, a long black sheathed knife was holding the blood-colored awl to the ground, making it impossible to advance any further.

"How is that possible?"

Not far away, the Blood Monarch's face turned pale.

And the faces of Yan Yushan and the others were also extremely ugly.

Failed.

The full force of the three of them and the several immortals failed in one blow.

If the other party is a Great Yan Heavenly Immortal, then naturally there is nothing to say, even if it is an ordinary Heavenly Immortal, then it will be said in the past.

However, it was just a minor monk of the Qi Realm, and he was able to block their joint hands by force.

If you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes, even if a saint is reincarnated, you probably won't believe it.

And, even if they saw it with their own eyes, everyone still couldn't believe it at this moment.

At this moment, although Shen Lang's body was covered with scars, these were only external injuries and were not fatal.

As long as the deadliest blood cone didn't hurt him, then he wasn't afraid.

At this time, the black long knife in Shen Lang's hand was naturally the Demon Knife.

Because, he always remembered the old man's words, using a sword during the day and a knife at night.

"This treasure is very good, Shen accepted it."

Looking at the blood-colored awl in front of him, Shen Lang looked up at the Blood Monarch in mid-air and grinned.

Then, he slammed his fist into the blood-colored awl.

Bang.

The blood-colored awl trembled violently, but it was not shot down, let alone destroyed.

However, this result was expected by Shen Lang, so he didn't hesitate at all, punch after punch, constantly bombarding the blood-colored awl.

Gradually, the blood light on the blood-colored awl gradually dimmed.

Seeing this scene, the Blood Monarch not far away suddenly shrank his pupils, and then shouted at Yan Yushan and the others: "Help me with all your might!" ”

Hearing this, Yan Yushan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then understood.

The nine people immediately came behind the Blood Monarch, and then one by one, they frantically channeled their spiritual power to the Blood Monarch.

Compared to the physical body, they will definitely not be able to fight Shen Lang, because his physical body is too demonic.

However, they are not without any advantages.

They are all immortals, and the three immortals are the leaders.

In such a realm, the spiritual power that can be used is definitely not comparable to that of a Qi Realm cultivator.

At this time, the nine of them plus the Blood Monarch, a total of ten people, the spiritual power that worked together was enough to pose a threat to a Great Yan Heavenly Immortal.

It was at this time that Shen Lang pulled out the Demon Knife in his hand little by little.