Everyone watched Shen Lang being knocked away by Mo Luo's fist, and their hearts were in their throats, but they didn't care about Mo Luo's injury, they were all looking to see if Shen Lang was defeated.

However, Shen Lang was like a fallen leaf fluttering with the power of the fist, and he didn't actually receive much damage, but his sword made Moro very passive.

Although Moro under the possession of the demon god is several times stronger than usual, there is also a very huge price to be paid for.

Although these demon gods are not real demon gods, they are just a trace of demon god thoughts that have fallen in the long river of fate, but with the body of a mortal, how can they control the power of the demon gods, so every time the demon god possesses the body, it is a very large consumption for Moro, and only after he completely surrenders these demon gods can he use the power in them like an arm.

At this time, Mo Luo had the idea of a quick battle in his heart, but unfortunately Shen Lang's strength was beyond his imagination, even beyond everyone's imagination, not only was he not suppressed, but it caused him a lot of damage.

And the seemingly strong blow just now, in fact, the damage caused to Shen Lang was not as great as imagined, Shen Lang had already secretly lucked his true qi to protect his body when Mo Luo struck that powerful blow, and his physical body was far superior to that of a monk of the same level, so Shen Lang was just suffering some aftermath.

Mo Luo secretly thought that it seemed to be unfavorable to him on the field now, so he started the idea of attacking, and when Shen Lang had not recovered his breath, he forcibly suppressed the injury, and hit it with a shocking punch.

There are no fancy, only fierce and uncast fists, so that Shen Lang has no way to avoid and no retreat.

Seeing such a scene, Shen Lang didn't dare to be careless at all, and ran his true qi to the limit, forming a steady stream of gossip space with the Eight Extremes Qiankun Sword, and playing with this powerful fist in the void.

Even if it was a powerful fist, under the continuous wear and tear of the eight spaces, the power also turned into nothingness, and Shen Lang defused the opponent's attack this time without danger.

However, Moro's methods were far more than that, with a roar that resounded through the sky, two demon god phantoms formed behind him, this is the most primitive and pure demon god true form, not to mention those low-level monks, even those ancestor-level characters have never seen it.

The disciples of the Demon God Palace were all shocked by Mo Luo's powerful attack, and they cheered for Mo Luo with joy, and they wished that this genius would finish off Shen Lang with one blow.

The two demon god phantoms appeared at the same time, forming a rare avenue resonance, and the momentum of wind and thunder was like the end of the world, covering the entire life and death platform.

Shen Lang had no way to avoid it at this time, so he could only bite the bullet against the opponent's earth-destroying attack, and the two demon god phantoms exerted their true strength, giving birth to an invincible thought in Shen Lang's heart.

However, this thought was fleeting, and his Dao heart was originally extremely tenacious, and even in such a desperate situation, he would not be shaken lightly.

Before the opponent's punch was issued, there was already a shock in the void, and layers of space vibrated that made this originally incomparably solid platform of life and death tremble.

The face of the Huangquan Dao Ancestor also changed a little, and when he looked at the Ancestors of the Netherworld Sect, he found that their expressions were even more nervous.

In the face of such a huge attack, the flow of Shen Lang's true qi also stagnated a little, he forcibly lifted a breath of true qi, used the greatest strength of his body, and slashed out with another sword.

The power of the other party's demon god is the supreme secret method, which has passed through layers of severe tests, communicating a trace of the demon god's mind in the long river of fate, and guiding the thread of the demon god's mind to possess Moro's body, so as to exert the power of the demon god.

Shen Lang's sword gathers its own powerful divine soul, and it does not have the sharpness of the previous Three-Yuan Breaking Pole Sword, nor is it as powerful as the Five Emperors and Five Emperors Sword.

This sword is comprehended from the divine power taught by the soul devourer, and it is specially designed to deal with those divine thoughts and yin souls in the heavens and all worlds, and it is really a sword technique created by this kind of spirit body, and it is extremely harmful to the original gods when cultivated to the extreme.

And Moro also threw the most powerful punch so far at this time, containing the momentum of wind and thunder like opening the heavens and the earth, and the power that only existed when the heavens and the earth were not divided.

Although this punch is less than one billionth of the true demon god, it is more than enough for a monk in the induction period of Shang Shen Lang.

Shen Lang also had an extremely dangerous warning in his heart, he might fall under the other party's punch.

In the face of such a powerful attack, Shen Lang didn't dare to keep his hand any longer, and the Five Elements Banner appeared around him, and an incomparably strong formation protected his body.

With a loud bang, even with the protection of the Five Elements Flag, Shen Lang was still bombarded by this blow to vomit blood, and his internal organs were also hit hard, this is still his cultivation of the five-color divine light, and the internal organs are far beyond ordinary people's imagination, so there is no internal cracking.

However, at the same time as this punch, Shen Lang condensed the sword of the six wheels and directly hit the divine soul, and also successfully slashed Mo Luo's body.

When Mo Luo saw Shen Lang's sword, he suddenly panicked, but it was too late to dodge, but after the sword, there was not the slightest scar on his body, which made him put his mind at ease, and looked at Shen Lang who was covered in blood with a laugh.

When the ancestors of the Netherworld Sect outside the arena saw Shen Lang in such a miserable situation, they couldn't wait to come to the stage to save him, and Jingjing even wanted to use their magical powers to crush the hateful guy Moro.

It's a pity that this is the platform of life and death, after going there, life and death, wealth and nobility have their own destiny, even if an immortal comes into the world, he can't change the rules here, the rules set by the two top sects of the Netherworld Sect and Huangquan Dao.

Just when Mo Luo thought that he had the chance to win, Shen Lang forcibly supported his body with the Killing Immortal Sword, and stood up again, the blood in his mouth could not be suppressed, and it continued to gush out.

This genius boy who has repeatedly defeated strong enemies has received such a serious injury for the first time, and the Great Grinding of Creation in the Middle Dantian has also shown that in addition to the effects that he has not played on weekdays, a soft aura continues to flow in Shen Lang's body, repairing his injuries little by little.

Seeing Shen Lang's miserable appearance, Moro smiled proudly: "It seems that you are much stronger than I imagined, if you hadn't met me, maybe your future achievements would be good, but unfortunately today is your death date." ”

Shen Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and on his pale face, he forcibly squeezed out a smile, but when outsiders came, he was already at the end of his crossbow at the moment, and he was not half a threat to Moro.

"As long as I don't fall, this battle is not over, even if I am killed, my heart is still the same. Shen Lang said weakly.

Moro snorted disdainfully, he didn't appreciate Shen Lang's insistent attitude, and looked at Shen Lang with gloomy eyes: "Since this is the case, then I will destroy your body and see if you are still hard-mouthed." ”

After saying that, the aura around Moro soared again, surrounded by a strange black qi, and the whole person looked like a demon god who destroyed the miè world.

Just as he was about to throw this last punch, suddenly the demon god on his arms seemed to have met a nemesis, and the ice and snow melted away, and in the face of such a change, Moro was also a little overwhelmed, not knowing why this was.

The unexpected dissipation of the demon god also made Moro suffer a backlash from Yan zhòng, he held his head with both hands, and let out a heart-rending scream, which made the monks present a little creepy.

After losing the blessing of the two demon gods, the arms that could have been able to win the sky began to shrink continuously, and in an instant, these two strong arms became skinny withering.

Seeing his arms look like this, Moro knew in his heart that he had suffered a backlash, and he had to hurry up and use the supreme elixir to recuperate, otherwise it would cause permanent damage to his arms.

Seeing this situation, with the wisdom of Yi Moro, he instantly guessed that this was the effect of Shen Lang's previous sword, at this time, his eyes were red, and he stared at Shen Lang angrily: "Did you do this, why did the demon god I summoned suddenly fight back?"

With a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth, Shen Lang stood up straight, and said to Moro with a bit of pride in his eyes: "Yes, the sword just now was not to attack your body, but to kill the demon god intent summoned in your body, and not only to make you suffer backlash, these two demon god intent are completely separated from you." ”

Listening to Shen Lang's words, Moro trembled in his heart, and regardless of the backlash of his arms, he began to communicate the thoughts of the demon god again, but he did not react at all, and the demon god mark in his soul was completely wiped out by Shen Lang.

Moro roared angrily: "You dare to abolish my supernatural powers, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

Seeing Mo Luo's angry appearance, Shen Lang smiled and coughed up a lot of blood, not caring about the other party's threat, but rather satisfied with the effect of his Six Paths Transformation Sword.

Moro exuded boundless killing intent, summoning the thoughts of these two demon gods, but it took him a lot of effort, after inhumane torture and testing, he finally established a connection with these two demon god intentions, and successfully engraved the demon god mark in his sea of consciousness, but he didn't expect that today's battle was completely erased by Shen Lang These two marks, how could such hatred make him not angry.

At this time, he had completely lost his mind, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Do you think I only summoned two demon god thoughts? To tell you the truth, in fact, the third demon god was also summoned by me, but this demon god is too powerful, and I don't want to use him." ”

Shen Lang's heart jumped suddenly, before the Nandu Dao people went to the house, they got the news that Moro had cultivated into three demon gods, but when he read the battle book, Shen Lang only found two different avenue breaths, thinking that the other party was just bluffing, but he didn't expect the other party to really keep his hole cards.

I saw that Moro's eyes began to change, the two eyeballs turned silver, and there was a strange feeling of ten thousand years at a glance, and a trace of breath leaked sporadically made the floor above the platform of life and death begin to decay.

Seeing such a scene, even those ancestors in the audience were very curious, and the well-read Nandu Daoist thought for a moment, and then said the source of this demon god's power with a little horror: "This is the demon god candle nine yin, with the ability to control time, Shen Lang, you have to be careful, don't be stared at by him." ”

Shen Lang also felt a sigh of relief when he saw this, he didn't expect the other party to be able to summon this powerful demon god, Candle Jiuyin, also known as Candle Dragon, has a strange and unpredictable power between his eyes, when he opens his eyes, it is day, when he closes his eyes, it is night, he blows for winter, exhales for summer, and can call for wind and rain, even among the twelve demon gods, he is also one of the best.

Seeing this, Shen Lang didn't dare to be careless, and secretly commanded Yin and Yang in his heart, and a Yin Yang Yuan magnetic knife that killed all things shot towards Moro, and the black and white light flew towards Moro's vital place.

Moro also felt the power of this light, and the power of the demon god in his eyes also worked rapidly, and a silver light shone towards the Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Knife.

And a strange thing happened, the power of the Yin and Yang Yuan Magnetism, which was originally unforged, actually melted under this look, as if it had never appeared.

Shen Lang was in a hurry, he didn't expect the other party's eyes to be so terrifying, even the power of yin and yang could be resolved.

But he was also experienced, and seeing this vision, it also consumed a lot of Moro's strength, causing a huge piece of blood to appear in his originally unambiguous eyes.

This is the sign of the Demon God's backlash, if the other party wants to use such a powerful Demon God's power, his own consumption is also not small, unless he truly refines the thoughts of these Demon Gods and becomes a part of himself, but obviously he does not have such strength.

The Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Knife slashed at Mo Luo again, and this time it was no longer just a sword qi, Yin Yang gritted his teeth and slashed out dozens of sword lights in a row.

This made Moro in a big mess, and forced the divine light in his eyes to shoot towards these sword lights, although these sword qi melted, but the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, until when the last sword light was eliminated, his eyes were completely red.