The golden boat is just used by Shen Lang to cross the Styx River. It has no defense mechanism and is relatively fragile.

The green-haired zombie completely destroyed the golden boat with one claw, and there was no possibility of repair.

At this moment, Shen Lang floated about one meter on the river surface, which was his limit.

The space in the Styx is filled with a huge sense of oppression. It is good that monks in the Transformation Stage can float on the river.

Without the protection of the boat, Shen Lang had to use his holy sun battle aura to resist the erosion of the Styx, and a layer of golden flames burned all over his body.

Seeing Shen Lang's boat being destroyed, Zi Feng smiled proudly: "Hahaha, Shen Lang is broken, now your ship is gone, can you continue to be rampant? This Green Clawed Corpse King is a puppet given to me by my mother. Its combat power is infinitely close to the Void Refining Period. I see what to use to resist today.

Green Clawed Corpse King, kill him for me!" With an order.

"Roar!" The Green Claw Corpse King let out a low and strange roar, and rushed towards Shen Lang like a mad dog.

"Hiss!" The Holy Light Beetle that had been sleeping on Shen Lang's shoulder was awakened and made a sharp hissing sound.

The golden horn above the head of the Holy Light Beetle released a dazzling light and rushed towards the Green Clawed Corpse King who was rushing towards him in an extremely fierce manner.

The Green Claw Corpse King roared fiercely, and his right hand became a claw, just like a basketball, catching the holy light beetle that hit him.

"Boom!" A heavy muffled sound rang out, and the Green Claw Corpse King firmly caught the Holy Light Beetle, but his dark green palm was stabbed with a wound by the golden horn above the Holy Light Beetle's head, and green blood was flowing out.

Seeing that his palm was injured by a small bed bug the size of a watermelon, the Green Claw Corpse King was extremely angry and made a creepy sharp roar. He pinched his right hand hard, and the sharp claws pierced into the body of the Holy Light Beetle.

"Crack!" The Holy Light Beetle's beetle's beetle was instantly pierced by the claws of the Green Claw Corpse King, making a shrill scream.

Then, the Green Claw Corpse King opened his stinky mouth and swallowed the Holy Light Beetle into his stomach like eating mutton skewers.

The scene is extremely weird and terrifying.

Shen Lang was shocked and sweated coldly. Originally, he wanted to release all the ferocious insects on his body to deal with the green-haired zombie in front of him, but the strength of this green-haired zombie is far beyond his imagination! The Holy Light Beetle, a god-transforming insect known for its defense, can be easily pinched to death by him. Even if Shen Lang continues to release four corpse ghost spiders, the ending will be the same.

Before Shen Lang could think too much, the Green Claw Corpse King continued to wave his giant claws and slashed at him hard.

The green claws like a hill fell toward Shen Lang's head, like Mount Tai, as fast as lightning! "Oh no!" Shen Lang's hair stood up all over his body. He was floating on the surface of the Styx at this moment, under the pressure of the surrounding space, and his speed was restrained, so it was impossible to avoid this claw.

The Green Clawed Corpse King was too powerful and there was no other way. Shen Lang could only take out a piece of golden talisman paper from the storage ring.

It is the flying tiger talisman! This flying tiger talisman is the spoils obtained by Shen Lang from Sun Zihao, and it is also his last trump card to save his life! Just as the giant claws like the hill of the Green Claw Corpse King fell down, Shen Lang crushed the flying tiger talisman in his hand.

"Roar!!!" A huge white flying tiger phantom condensed in front of Shen Lang, and opened his mouth and pointed fangs and made a roar that shook the earth.

The violent aura in his body was like a storm, like an ancient ferocious beast that chose people to eat! "Flying Tiger Talisman, destroy him!" Shen Lang shouted with a ferocious expression.

The flying tiger phantom sprayed a dazzling blue beam of light from its mouth. The blue light turned into a blue wind blade like a huge wave, hitting the giant claws that the Green Claw Corpse King slashed.

"Boom!!!" a dense explosion followed.

The power of the flying tiger talisman did not disappoint Shen Lang. The giant claws of the Green Claw Corpse King were defeated by a large number of green wind blades and were directly shaken away.

The violent blue wind blade hit the Green Clawed Corpse King head-on, making a "bang bang" explosion.

The green clawed corpse king's skin was blooming, green blood splattered everywhere, and a hoarse scream came from his mouth.

However, the strength of the Green Claw Corpse King's physical body is really incredible. After being attacked by the Blue Wind Blade, although the Green Claw Corpse King was covered in scars, his physical body remained intact, without missing arms and legs, and without fatal injuries.

Zi Feng's face, which was originally full of contempt and disdain, instantly frozen, and he shouted: "No... impossible! Could it be..." The queen of the Green Claw Corpse, Zi Feng thought that Shen Lang would die, and never dreamed that this beast would have such a big killing weapon! The only talisman that could exert such power was the legendary talisman! The complex things like the talisman have almost never been circulated in the Great Wilderness. How did Shen Lang get this beast? What surprised Zi Feng even more, was still behind. The flying tiger phantom kept spitting out green light and turned into a green wind blade in the sky.

The blue wind blades not only continued to attack the Green Claw Corpse King, but also a small number of wind blades attacked the white boat on his side, unstoppable! "Hiss!" Zi Feng was so scared that he took a breath of cold air, circulated his spiritual power frantically, and used the seven-minded purple fire.

A large number of purple flames surged out of his palm, forming a purple flame light shield that enveloped himself and the white boat.

However, the power of the blue wind blade hit by the flying tiger phantom was beyond the imagination of Zifeng. The wind blade broke open the flame light shield formed by the seven-minded purple fire like cutting tofu.

With a dull "boom", half of the white boat was directly hit by a large number of green wind blades and exploded into pieces.

"I, fuck! My boat!" Zi Feng was so scared that he was so scared that he was standing in the back, and the blue wind blade didn't just hit him.

However, the small boat he had crossed the river was destroyed, which made Zi Feng completely panic.

Seeing that there were still many green wind blades falling towards this side, Zi Feng jumped directly into the Styx in helplessness.

On the other side.

Under the crazy attack of the flying tiger phantom, the Green Claw Corpse King's body was covered with countless wounds, and a large amount of green blood was flowing out.

The Corpse King gradually couldn't hold on anymore, and Zi Feng did not continue to activate the clay pot, the Corpse King's movement power disappeared and he fell directly into the Styx River, without any movement.

At the same time, the effect of the flying tiger talisman also disappeared, and the flying tiger phantom turned into nothing.

Seeing Zifeng and the Green Clawed Corpse King fall into the Styx, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The River Styx can corrupt all things with vitality, and Zi Feng will surely die! Once Zi Feng dies, the puppet he controls will naturally be unable to move.

However, thinking of the current situation, Shen Lang instantly showed despair.

As soon as the flying tiger talisman appeared, he could not control the flying tiger phantom at all, and could only watch Zifeng's white boat was also destroyed by the green wind blade.

Now all the two small boats crossing the Styx have been destroyed. The Styx, which is still crossing the Mao, can only wait for death! Shen Lang cried and sighed unlucky.

If I hadn't bumped into Zi Feng, the stupid contest, would have had so many things to do? I really met a bad star.

The breath of the Styx tried to erode Shen Lang's body all the time, and the Holy Yang War Qi in his body could not last long.

Shen Lang was unwilling to be like this. He looked around and quickly thought about the countermeasures in his mind.

At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly found that there seemed to be movement ahead.
Chapter completed!