Shen Lang used the sword as a finger, and kept attacking the controlled True Lingzi.

This time, Shen Lang did not use Ye Fan's exercises, but used Ye Fan's strength to urge his own exercises to fight with the True Spirit Son.

Shen Lang's own exercises are not weaker than Ye Fan's, but Shen Lang is only habitual when he is possessed, and he is willing to use the moves of the possessed characters, because then he can exert 100% of his power.

Now Shen Lang has completely adapted to the sudden surge in strength because of Ye Fan's possession time, so fortunately, he directly used his own exercises to fight the enemy.

Bite!!!

Thousands of golden brilliance erupted from Shen Lang's body, and the dragon roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the true spirit son grabbed Shen Lang's chest with one claw, but did not cause the slightest injury to Shen Lang.

"True Dragon Body"

The body of the true dragon is the cultivation of the true dragon recipe to the pinnacle, although the true dragon recipe is only the exercise of the true god powerhouse Guan Shengdi, but after Shen Lang entered the ancestral realm, he has rearranged the true dragon technique, which can barely be regarded as the practice of the ancestral realm, and the body of the true dragon has also been strengthened, Shen Lang used Ye Fan's strength to bring the true dragon body into the strongest state.

True Lingzi did not make any merit with one blow, and he was not discouraged at all, and continued to attack towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang smiled coldly, closed his fingers into a fist, and suddenly punched out, thousands of brilliance erupted, and a momentum of self-respect rose up, dominating the world and dominating the universe.

In the face of Shen Lang's solitary punch, the controlled True Lingzi did not have the slightest fear of it, but met it blatantly.

Rumble!!!

An earth-shattering bang rose, and even the emperor and others were so dizzy that they almost fainted.

A sea of true qi gushed out, flooding a small half of the Creation Immortal Hall in an instant, the Emperor and the others did not resist, but with the power of impact, retreated towards the corridor, under the aftermath caused by the two, even the black fog that enveloped the entire Creation Immortal Hall was dispersed, and the state of clarity was restored in an instant.

Stepping on the huge waves of the aftermath, Shen Lang stepped out, his body was shrouded in divine light, as if the god king had descended, suppressing the heavens, raising his hand and clenching it into a fist, and knocking it down with a punch, white as jade, black as ink, two diametrically opposed forces, filled with Shen Lang's punch, black and white entangled, and a wave of destruction and vitality all emerged in Shen Lang's punch.

The fist fell, passed through the true qi of the true Lingzi's body, hit him in the chest, and a bone cracking sound sounded, and the true Lingzi flew out upside down.

At the moment when the true spirit son flew out upside down, there was a black shadow on the body of the true spirit son, and he was almost shocked out of the body of the true spirit son by Shen Lang's punch, but in the end, the black shadow was still not shocked out of the body of the true spirit son and re-entered his body.

"Huh!"

Shen Lang was shocked, he seemed to see something, and then stepped out, followed, and continued to attack the true spirit son.

Just when Shen Lang was chasing and beating wildly, Zhen Lingzi's face suddenly turned hideous, and a face that was different from Zhen Lingzi's face appeared on Zhen Lingzi's face.

That face was very hideous, but it could be vaguely seen that the true face of the person who controlled the true spirit son should be a very handsome person.

With the appearance of that face, the strength of the true spirit son actually began to skyrocket, and the true spirit son's already dry body actually began to dry up.

"Burning essence blood?"

Shen Lang couldn't help muttering when he saw True Lingzi's rapidly drying body.

Zhen Lingzi was controlled by that person, and his body couldn't help himself, and when he was defeated by Shen Lang, he began to burn his essence and blood.

After burning the essence blood, the strength of the true spirit son skyrocketed, and the true spirit son, who had been gradually suppressed by Shen Lang, began to regain his weakness.

It's not that the strong people in the ancestral realm can't let the burning essence blood, but the price they need to pay is too great, otherwise, when the three Sword Emperors were defeated by Shen Lang, they would not not burn the essence blood, the stronger the person, the more difficult it is to recover the burning essence blood, if it is the acquired martial artist burning the essence blood, you can also rely on some heavenly and earth treasures to make up for it, but the ancestral realm strong people burn the essence blood, those heavenly and earth treasures, but it doesn't work at all, after all, a drop of blood of the ancestral realm powerhouse can fill the mountains and seas, and it is extremely powerful, every drop lost, it is not at all an ordinary heaven and earth treasure can be replenished。

But Shen Lang was not afraid at all, his eyebrows and heart were full of light, the sea of primordial gods trembled extremely quickly, and his eyes became deep and indifferent, as if he was looking down on the gods and Buddhas in the firmament.

A golden light shot out in Shen Lang's mind, and directly rushed into the mind of the true spirit son who was caught off guard.

"Genshin Attack"

"Ah!!h

The True Spirit Son, who was rushed into his mind by the golden light of Shen Lang's Yuan Shen, suddenly screamed miserably, like a wounded beast.

Shin Lingzi knelt on the ground, holding her head, screaming in pain, beads of sweat like droplets appeared on her forehead, and her whole body convulsed, as if she was suffering from great pain.

Shen Lang's eyes were tightly closed, the golden light in the center of his eyebrows became more and more brilliant, and the roar of the True Lingzi was even more miserable, just when the primordial spirit of the True Lingzi was about to be shattered, a black shadow rushed out of the True Lingzi's body.

At this time, Shen Lang, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a punch from Zhigang Zhiyang, he attacked towards the black shadow.

"Ahh

The black shadow seemed to be very afraid of Shen Langzhi's fist, and there was a trace of black smoke coming out of his body, and his body was frozen in place.

Seizing this opportunity, Shen Lang threw a punch at the degree, and the surging fist intent was like the sun falling, and a huge fireball fell directly on the black shadow's body.

The roar stopped, and the entire Creation Immortal Hall fell silent.

The evil aura on the black shadow gradually dissipated, turning into a transparent figure.

That transparent figure, there was no more evil, only tranquility, the man seemed to be relieved, and looked at Shen Lang with a smile.

"Thank you for your help, I have been in pain since my remnants became evil spirits, but evil thoughts have dominated me and made it impossible for me to act according to my original thoughts, resulting in the mutilation of many innocent people. ”

The illusory figure said with remorse on his face.

Shen Lang shook his head, "As a master powerhouse, it is indeed a little sad to become like this. ”

Shen Lang had some guesses as early as when he found out that the true spirit son was controlled, and now seeing this illusory figure, Shen Lang became more and more sure that this person should be the master of the Creation Immortal Palace, the master of creation.

An evil spirit can control a peak powerhouse like the True Spirit Son who has survived the five decays of heaven and man, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, even if it is also a strong person who has survived the five decays of heaven and man, it is impossible to do it.

In heaven and earth, the only one who can do this is the dominant powerhouse, and there has been a dominant powerhouse in the Creation Immortal Palace, so Shen Lang guessed that the person who controls the true spirit son must be the master of creation.

"You got it?"

The remnants of the Lord of Creation,

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