Let's say that Xue Jingyuan's body didn't move, and he didn't move, but a breath on his body instantly covered Shen Lang.

Nangong Yan and the other three ancestors looked at it and knew that this was the "artistic conception of death", and they were shocked!

Although the people of Tianfeng City are not highly cultivated, they can still observe words and colors.

The things that can make the three ancestors change color like this are naturally extraordinary, and they all sweat for Shen Lang!

And at this time, in their eyes, Shen Lang, who was originally full of fighting spirit, was shrouded in that breath, and suddenly stood in the audience!

Everyone around could clearly see that Shen Lang was standing in the shadow with a radius of twenty zhang.

But from this moment on, it was impossible to feel his breath at all!

It was as if something in the middle had isolated Shen Lang from the outside world......

And Shen Lang not only had no breath at all, but his eyes began to turn blood-red, and his hands clenched into fists and waved forward again and again!

Seems to be resisting something!

But in the eyes of the people, in front of and around Shen Lang, there was nothing at all, only a shadow of nothingness......

"Is this the legendary artistic conception of death, it's a big trouble now, this is a thing that kills people without seeing blood......"

In front of the crowd, Ling Chen, who was pale, said, with an anxious look in his eyes.

With Shen Lang's cultivation, if he really wants to fight with a gun and a knife, Ling Chen and the others will definitely not worry that he will not be able to fight Xue Jingyuan.

But the artistic conception of death is extraordinary, and it can be equated with a powerful seal.

And this seal, if you want to break the seal, it does not rely on the abundance of spiritual power in the martial artist's body or the strength of the exercises......

Even if it is a person as cultivated as Ling Chen, if he is accidentally shrouded in the death artistic conception of Xue Jingyuan, I am afraid that he will die for a lifetime!

Either Shen Lang has realized a more powerful artistic conception, and directly uses a powerful artistic conception to bombard and forcibly break through!

Or you can only rely on your indestructible will and powerful divine thoughts to break through!

However, although Shen Lang's sword intent is strong, it is completely different from this artistic conception of death.

And his sword intent doesn't seem to be strong enough to break through the artistic conception of death with a single sword, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to break through Yu Wenhua's defenses in the first place.

And if Shen Nian is strong, he is also a sixteen-year-old boy.

Even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, how powerful could his divine thoughts be?

In this case, it will only depend on his will to fight......

Ling Chen and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the look of horror and anxiety in each other's eyes.

The palms of the four of them were full of sweat, but they still pretended not to care and gave Zeng Wuming a few people behind them.

Zeng Wuxian's five people immediately snorted and began to comfort Shen Haotian and his wife: "Brother Haotian, don't worry, that kid of the Xue family can't help Shen Lang's, don't worry." ”

"Yes, yes, I'm optimistic about Shen Lang, Yu Wenhua and this old monster were all slashed by him, that Xue Jingyuan is just a hairy boy, I'm afraid of a hairy boy!" Zui Qianbei seized the opportunity to say, but no one around him paid attention to him at all, which made him feel quite boring.

"Uncle Tian, Aunt Die, you don't have to worry, although this artistic conception of death is powerful, but Xiao Lang's will is indestructible, this artistic conception can't hurt him, I am convinced of this!" Shui Qingwu took Luo Die's hand and said firmly: "What's more, there are Buddhist predecessors here, if there is a problem, they will definitely help!"

Shen Haotian and his wife glanced at each other, and although they were nervous in their hearts, they still nodded fiercely.

"That master in the air is so strong in cultivation, he can deter the eight Wang Wujing powerhouses, presumably he will not let Lang'er encounter too much crisis. Shen Haotian could only comfort himself like this in his heart.

On the other side, Xue Jingyuan saw that the artistic conception of death easily covered Shen Lang, and immediately laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, bastard boy, who do you think you are, dare to scold Young Master Ben? Now I'll let you see the true heritage of the ancient family! Let you understand how big the gap is between you and us children of the big family!"

"If you can't get out of my death conception, you will definitely die! Fight with me, you are still far away!"

This Xue Jingyuan is also a smart person, although he was in a rage before, he also took in everything that happened in the air.

And I have seen the fight between Shen Lang and Yu Wenhua before, although I have to look down on Shen Lang, but in fact, I still have a lot of fear in my heart.

Yu Wenhua and Ke Xuanwu Realm Nine Heavens Peak Cultivation, but was still slashed by Shen Lang. His Xue Jingyuan was just a cultivator of the Xuanwu Realm, and this gap was not just a little bit.

Even if Shen Lang didn't use that ultimate move, it wouldn't be too much trouble to kill him.

The Tianqing faction's powerful sword skills are not just "magic knife tricks"!

And what's worse is that the sword skills of the Tianqing faction are all this kind of stuff that can skip the level and kill people at will!

He dared to swagger down, and that was because there was a group of powerful followers around him, eight Wang Wujing powerhouses, and his aunt behind him.

Eight Wang Wujing powerhouses, this kind of lineup, even if it is to sweep away a Xuantie-level force, it is a matter of minutes!

But now they were blocked by this bald donkey, and the old monk was notoriously messy, even if it was his aunt, she was afraid of him.

It was obviously impossible for them to help kill this kid.

"Since I can't beat him, Lao Tzu will kill him with artistic conception! I'm a genius of the Xue family, and I've already touched the artistic conception of death! Not to mention a Shen Lang, a person from Tianfeng City, if I want to kill, I won't have much effort!"

"If Yu Wenhua and that old ghost are shrouded in my artistic conception, it will not be easy to come out!

Whether it is sword intent or sword intent, or death artistic conception, these artistic conceptions are extremely powerful.

If you want to understand this artistic conception, in addition to outstanding talent, you also need to go against chance.

For example, Ling Chen obtained the Sword Lotus, and finally realized the sword intent.

This kind of thing like a sword lotus, if Ling Chen hadn't been lucky, it would have been impossible to touch it.

But in the Xue family, this kind of thing is really nothing.

And Xue Jingyuan was under the guidance of the elders of the family, taking advantage of the unique conditions of the Snow Family's forbidden land Death Valley, to comprehend the artistic conception of death!

The entire generation of disciples of the Xue family has only realized the artistic conception of death, and Xue Jingyuan is among them!

Once this artistic conception of death unfolds, the person who is engulfed by this artistic conception will immediately be enveloped by the overwhelming breath of death, and the spirit will be corroded by the breath of death, and encounter an inextricable illusion, and will soon die in the illusion!

The reality of the illusion in the artistic conception of death is terrifying, and the people in it think that they are dead, then there is really no one to save them, and they will really die!

Legend has it that once a demonic powerhouse used the artistic conception of death to envelop a city, and in less than three hours, the entire city was completely in a state of madness, cannibalism, chaos, and everyone lost consciousness.

In the bloody killing, hundreds of thousands of people, no life survived!

The whole city has become a place of death so simply!

It can be seen that the horror of this artistic conception of death.

Therefore, even Nangong Yan and the other three ancestors had a great change in complexion.

And now, Shen Lang is shrouded in this artistic conception!

"Xue Jingyuan, if Brother Lang is missing a single hair, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Xue Jingle gritted her teeth and cursed, then turned around to ask Master Kong Jing for help, but saw Master Kong Jing smiling at her.

Then, the voice of the elder of Master Kongjing immediately came to Xue Jingdong's mind: "Don't worry, his artistic conception of death has only just been realized, and he can't help Shen Lang, who is guarded by the Xingyue Bodhi Rosary in his body." Moreover, if Lao Wei expected it to be true, I am afraid that Shen Lang would be able to walk out of this artistic conception of death safely without using the Xingyue Bodhi Rosary. ”

"Master Kongjing won't lie to me, let's wait and see for the time being!"

Xue Jingdong gritted his teeth and glanced at Xue Jingyuan hatefully, and then set his eyes on Shen Lang.

At this moment, the people around them, except for a few strong people waiting for Kongjing, all withdrew from the distance.

Because Shen Lang seemed to have gone berserk at this time, he was constantly making moves to fight, as if he was fighting against thousands of troops.

The sand and rocks around the beating were scattered, and the strong wind was blowing......

The horror of the artistic conception of death is incomprehensible to those who have not encountered it.

It is difficult for most people to understand the meaning of death, but Shen Lang in the artistic conception of death knows a lot.

Shen Lang was originally gaining momentum and was preparing to fight with Xue Jingyuan, but he never thought that this person was only five or six years older than Ding Dong, and he had already realized such a terrifying thing as the artistic conception of death.

Before he had time to dodge, he was silently enveloped in this artistic conception of death.

As soon as he entered this area of the artistic conception of death, the next moment, Shen Lang found himself in a boundless wilderness, the surrounding area was extremely unfamiliar, countless skeletons emerged from the ground, and gathered towards him from all directions with teeth and claws!

The boundless dead air fills this space, overwhelming, and the evil is incomparable!

The bright moon was almost obscured by the thick clouds of dead air......

A long river of blood rolled and flowed in front of Shen Lang, and endless blood overflowed from the long river and spread in all directions.

The smell of blood is suffocating.

"Artistic conception of death...... It's funny......" Shen Lang muttered softly, and his fists came out together, blasting the swarming skeletons out directly.

However, these skeletons are numerous, and many of them are extremely large, like ancient giants, and they are infinitely powerful.

There were also many skeletons that even Shen Lang couldn't identify what kind of demon beast it was, rushing towards Shen Lang, as if they were about to smash him.

Even though many skeleton monsters were blasted out by Shen Lang one by one, the endless skeletons on the periphery were still surging like moths to fire!

Then, more and more blood appeared on the ground, as if the river had begun to overflow.

The blood washed over like a flood collected near Shen Lang, forming a sea of blood, which suddenly boiled like a boil, and countless blood bubbles bubbled out of the blood.

In the blood bubble, countless demon corpses began to crawl out, covered in blood, and began to crawl towards Shen Lang.

Those endless skeletons, as if they were afraid of these demon corpses, actually made a way for them.

Unlike ordinary demon corpses, the eyes of these demon corpses are not empty.

It's like the eyes of a living man!

It's just that in the eyes of these demon corpses, what is revealed is fear, anger, grief, confusion, despair, and unwillingness...... And violence!

Any gaze can make ordinary martial artists tremble!

Even if it was Shen Lang's mind, when he suddenly came into contact, his body shook violently, and he felt as if his chest had been smashed by a heavy mallet, and the blood and blood in his whole body flowed backwards, and his breathing became a little chaotic.

Bloody rain and bloody wind, boundless!

The wind is howling, and the face is scraped like a knife!