"Dong!Dong!"

There were two more dull sounds, and the golden light burst out from the Qiankun Circle almost shattered most of the body of the Dragon and Tiger Spirit.

The dragon and tiger weapon spirit wailed fiercely, and the dragon and tiger appearance could hardly be seen, which was very miserable.

The energy of the Qiankun Circle was exhausted and flew back to Shen Lang's hand, turning into a golden bracelet.

After all, it is a wearable magic weapon. After the Qiankun Circle consumes the chaotic spiritual power released by the master, it will fly back to the master's hands on its own.

The power of this treasure depends not only on the master's cultivation and soul power, but also on the amount of chaotic spiritual power provided by the master.

In fact, there is also a spirit in the Qiankun circle, but the spirit and the immortal treasure themselves are integrated, and they will not communicate verbally with the owner, so it is difficult to notice.

The spirit of the Qiankun Circle is very similar to the third prince of Nezha when he was young, and it has a bit of a childlike heart.

After all, it has been sealed for countless years, and it is inevitable that it is a bit naughty when he suddenly appears.

"No useless waste, let me explode!"

The emperor's shadow burst into anger and shouted loudly.

"Ao..." The broken dragon and tiger weapon spirit let out a hoarse and sarcastic howl and rushed straight towards Shen Lang. A golden light surged into the sky on his body, crashing into Shen Lang fiercely, about to explode his body.

Shen Lang was shocked and quickly used the strongest defensive magic power.

"Top mysterious immortal art, Misilian holy armor!"

Shen Lang let out a roar like a roar, and suddenly a dazzling silver light was released from his body, and he released all the Nine-Turn Magic Seals in his body in one breath.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, countless silver runes rushed out of their body like flowing water, quickly gathering on the surface of their bodies, condensing a mitsilver cloaked garment.

The Misilian Sacred Clothes were deep and transparent, wrapping Shen Lang's whole body tightly, lingering silver light, releasing a vast and majestic aura, majestic! Just as the Misilian Sacred Clothes were condensed and formed, the broken dragon and tiger weapon spirit hit Shen Lang's body.

"Bang!!!"

The breathtaking explosion made people tinnitus and deaf. The golden light in the sky broke through the sky, covering everything around it, almost rendering the entire sky into pure gold! After one blow, Shen Lang was shook back tens of thousands of meters.

With the powerful defense of the Misilian Saint Clothes, he at least withstood the power of the self-destruction of the weapon spirit, and was unscathed, and the holy clothing on his body was not damaged at all.

"Silver Holy Clothes!"

Huang Ying's blood pupil stared at the mitral silver cloak condensed from Shen Lang, with an incredible look in his eyes. He really didn't expect that this kid's physical body would be cultivated to this level! I heard Ziying say before that the chosen one seemed to have just been promoted to Luo Tian Shangxian. How could he cultivate his physical body to the level of condensing the saint cloak in such a short time?

Although it is just the lowest silver sacred garment, such a despicable gift really makes Huang Ying feel uneasy! The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy it! Since I have decided to be an enemy of this chosen one, I will definitely kill him this time, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The emperor's shadow suddenly had the desire to kill, and his bloody pupils showed a murderous intent. He immediately stood up while meditating, bit his fingers, and his blood-stained right finger drew a complex and mysterious golden magic seal in the air, shouting coldly: "Top-level mysterious immortal art, Taixuan magic weapon curse!"

As soon as the roar fell, the Emperor Shadow pushed his palms and shot out a huge amount of chaotic spiritual power into the golden magic seal in front of him.

Suddenly, dozens of golden spears were condensed from the magic seal, releasing extremely golden light and terrifying spiritual pressure, which made people feel terrified! Seeing this, Shen Lang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Huang Ying condensed dozens of golden spears in one breath, which was exactly the same as the energy fluctuations of the golden spear he had previously shot out, and it was extremely terrifying! Previously, Huang Ying could withstand Shen Lang's death with just one golden spear. Now he sacrificed dozens of them in one breath, and the power can be imagined... "Go!"

The Emperor Shadow's fingertips point down a little.

"Swish swish swish!"

Dozens of spears in the magic seal pierced towards Shen Lang at a speed that could not be captured by the spiritual sense. The golden light filled the entire space, and the indescribable destructive power was rampant! This "Taixuan Divine Soldier Curse" was almost the strongest immortal magic power of Huang Ying under normal conditions. This move was even enough to kill ordinary late-stage cultivators of Luo Tian Shangxian. Even if the chosen one is powerful, Huang Ying didn't believe he could resist it! Shen Lang even smelled the breath of death. His eyes were about to split, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of essence and blood towards the Qiankun Circle in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Qiankun Circle, it depends on your ability!!!"

“Buzz!”

After absorbing Shen Lang's large amount of essence and blood, the infinite golden light burst out covered everything around him. The terrifying energy fluctuations made people's bloodlines burst! "Boom!"

Accompanied by a violent muffled sound, the Qiankun circle flew out of Shen Lang's hand, like a dazzling golden sun, hitting the golden spear with the momentum of stirring the heaven and earth.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!!!"

The Qiankun Circle hit more than a dozen golden spears at an unimaginable speed, bursting out a thrilling sound like a cracking stone through the gold and cracking stones. The sound was extremely sharp and harsh, and deafening.

Every time a golden spear hits a golden spear, it will trigger a terrifying explosion. The terrifying golden energy surges everywhere, and the space around it is covered with golden winds, making the momentum extremely terrifying.

Ziying and Jiying, who were fighting with Lu Dongbin in the distance, sensed the movements of the Emperor Ying, and were quite restless. They didn't know what luck the chosen one had obtained, and they could actually fight with the Emperor Ying to this extent! Unfortunately, with Shen Lang's current cultivation level, he was far from being able to exert his due strength.

After the Qiankun Circle broke through seventeen or eighteen golden spears in one breath, she was quite exhausted and was finally knocked away by the nineteenth golden spear.

Even though the Qiankun Circle exerted such a powerful power, it still failed to completely resist the Taixuan magic weapon curse of Huang Ying. Fifteen golden spears still broke through the air and attacked, which was unstoppable! “Huantian Ling, block it for me!”

Shen Lang retracted the Qiankun Circle, stretched out his left hand quickly, and the Huntian Ling wrapped around his arm suddenly turned into a red barrier in the sky to block Shen Lang's body, releasing an extremely terrifying red light of inspiration.

The next moment, fifteen golden spears hit the red barrier.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

A large burst of sound followed one after another, and many golden spears hit the red barrier together, as if they were hitting a marshmallow.

After bearing huge energy, the red barrier twisted and tore like a marshmallow, swallowing and dissolving most of the attacks burst out from the spear.

Although the red barrier was eventually torn into red silk cloths all over the sky by many golden spears, the golden spear that broke the defense was powerful enough to be ten.

Shen Lang waved the Qiankun circle in his hand and rushed towards the coming golden spear.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

A golden light flashed, and half of the golden spears were shot down by the Qiankun Circle in Shen Lang's hand. Five golden spears hit Shen Lang's body, but they were blocked by the mitral sacred cloak condensed from his body.
Chapter completed!