"Sneak attack!" The saint felt the violent spiritual power fluctuations coming from behind, and his face was shocked.

She had no time to defend, so she had to consume a small part of her soul power again, and a blood-colored wall of light condensed behind her.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!" A loud noise like the collapse of the sky, three-colored firelights covered everything, and wherever they passed, they were like burning mountains and boiling the sea.

The blood-colored light wall was impacted by the three-colored pillar of fire, and it collapsed after only a moment of persistence.

The saint was extremely shocked and angry. At the moment, she was not in defense. The power of the three-colored fire pillar would definitely destroy this body! "Bastard, bastard!" The saint's face was ferocious and distorted. She could have naturally resurrected her life and death. Everything was a good thing for Shen Lang, a ignorant beast, to destroy her! Even if this body was destroyed, she would destroy Shen Lang first and let out this anger! The saint no longer cared about the three-colored fire pillar behind her. Before her body survived, she tried her best to activate the blood-colored dragon above her head and attack Shen Lang in the temple with great momentum.

"Roar!" The huge blood-colored dragon, ten thousand meters long, rose from the saint's head with a violent aura, soared into the sky from its head, and emitted a huge roar from its mouth, horrifying, and the earth was roaring and trembling.

Compared with the huge dragon body, Shen Lang is really as small as an ant.

The blood dragon hovering in the air locked Shen Lang in the open-air temple and swept down towards Shen Lang with lightning and thunder. Wherever he passed, the space was slightly distorted.

"It's over!" Shen Lang's eyes showed a trace of despair. The destructive power emitted by the blood dragon was creepy. Such a heaven-defying blow would never be able to resist, and he would definitely be killed by the blood dragon.

He was not willing to fall here! Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot. Even if he knew that he could not defend against such an attack, he would not stand and wait for death! "Nine Changes of Blood Spirit!" With a roar, Shen Lang transformed into the form of a giant amethyst tortoise. The spiritual power in his body poured out like a wave, increasing the defense of the residual light sword formation, amethyst wall, and sword shield to the limit! The blood dragon dived down, and Shen Lang fought to defend his life! At the critical moment, Shen Xiu turned into a stream of light and was rushing towards Shen Lang quickly, less than a thousand meters away from Shen Lang.

The power of the blood dragon made Shen Xiu feel palpitations and frightened. No matter how strong Shen Lang is, he will definitely not be able to withstand such an outrageous attack.

"Fuhu Seal, go!" Shen Xiu spit out a mouthful of essence and blood without reservation, and pushed his hands forward.

The essence and blood spurted by Shen Xiu turned into thousands of Buddha lights, and the unnumbered spiritual light merged to form a thousand-meter-high magical image phantom of the Tiger and Arhat! The magical image phantom was shrouded in front of the blood dragon and enveloped the amethyst giant tortoise.

The shadow of the Fuhu Arhat clasped his hands together, and a dazzling Buddha light like a storm rose from behind, adding a solid defense to Shen Lang.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!" The explosion sounded like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the blood dragon took the lead in hitting the shadow of the Fuhu Luohan.

What is shocking is that after being impacted by the blood dragon, the shadow of the Fuhu Arhat stood firm and resisted the Blood Dragon for at least two or three breaths. The defense was extremely amazing! Of course, Shen Xiu himself was only at the peak of the God Transformation Cultivation. No matter how amazing the defense of the Fuhu Seal was, he was unable to withstand too many attacks beyond the level of cultivation.

The blood dragon still defeated the Dharma image of the Fuhu Arhat and attacked Shen Lang directly.

But the Tiger Seal that Shen Xiu applied to Shen Lang still had a huge effect, weakening nearly half of the power of the Blood Dragon! It greatly increased Shen Lang, who was already desperate, with great confidence! "Dongdongdongdongdong!" The blood dragon broke through the layers of defenses of the Remnant Light Sabre Formation with a broken bamboo, and collided with the amethyst wall and sword shield condensed around Shen Lang.

"Crack!" The sword and shield blocked for a moment and then shattered first.

The amethyst wall lasted for a while, but it began to crack and shatter after two seconds.

"Boom!" The blood dragon finally defeated the amethyst wall and hit the amethyst giant tortoise's shell, making heavy roars.

Under the blocking of a series of defensive measures, the power of the blood dragon was almost weakened, and it was eventually blocked by the shell of the amethyst giant tortoise.

Shen Lang was not feeling well, and the amethyst giant tortoise's shell cracked several cracks, causing him to be seriously injured.

"Beautiful defense!" Shen Xiu praised.

He could see that Shen Lang was not a cultivator who specialized in physical body, but he could use various magical powers to make his defense reach such an amazing height. It was really respectable! Seeing Shen Lang holding up the shocking attack of the blood dragon, Shen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Shen Lang's defense is high enough, otherwise even if he consumed his natal essence and energy just now, it would be difficult to save his life.

...Other side.

After the Saint attacked the Blood Dragon, the three-colored pillar of fire broke through the defense behind her.

"Boom!!!" The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The three-colored firelight in the sky swallowed the saint and instantly burned Longquan's body to ashes.

Then, even though the body was burned to ashes, the saint was still not dead, and his soul was still there! The phantom of the woman rushed out of the fire. Seeing that the blood dragon she had hit was blocked by Shen Lang and Shen Xiu, she instantly collapsed and let out a hysterical roar.

"Ah!!!" The roar was like a banshee crying! The roar of the saint's phantom contained powerful soul power fluctuations, and could even attack the cultivator's soul.

Fortunately, Shen Lang had a spiritual cultivation level approaching the early stage of Void Refining. After releasing his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, his head was a little dizzy.

After hearing the saint's roar, Shenxiu hugged her head and screamed, looking extremely painful.

Shenxiu's body is extremely powerful, but it also has a fatal weakness, that is, she is almost unable to withstand powerful soul attacks when she cannot use magic weapons.

Yu Yao, who had been hiding behind, was also affected by the roar of the saint, causing the mysterious magic technique of stealth in the middle of the journey, revealing the prototype.

"Miss Yuyao?" Shen Lang was shocked, and then he realized that Yu Yao, the man who had just sneaked into the saint, was the Taiyi Samadhi True Fire that was attacked by Yu Yao.

"It's you! You dare to sneak attack on this saint, so you can take your body as the price!" The saint's phantom shouted angrily and flew straight towards Yu Yao.

Although she was angry, her reason was still there.

Shen Lang is like a beast that cannot be beaten to death. If he rushed forward to fight for him at this time, his situation would only be worse.

The saint could only settle for the second best and continue to seize other physical bodies.

Although the number of soul power that was consumed twice again by taking over the body, there was no other way.

Furthermore, Yu Yao is a female cultivator.

Although she was wearing a mask, she had a perfect figure and a stunning temperament.

This is the body that the saint dreamed of! "Oh no!" Seeing the saint's phantom flying towards Yu Yao, who was exposed, Shen Lang's face looked like earth.

The Saint Phantom is only a thousand meters away from Yu Yao. Even if she uses the spell of Yisheng True Lord, it is too late! In the flash of lightning, the Saint Phantom has already arrived in front of Yu Yao.

"No!!!" As soon as Yu Yao's head woke up, she saw the phantom of the saint pounced towards her, and her delicate body trembled and her face looked tragic.
Chapter completed!