Great Slaughter System

In the sky, Shen Lang Miedi slashed horizontally with his saber, and a unparalleled sword glow instantly directed at the two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect.

Rumble! ! !

Where the blade light passed, the void was shattered, and the vast starry sky loomed.

Although the change of the way of heaven has made the space more stable, it is still not enough to see under the Miedi knife.

The two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect jointly blocked Shen Lang's knife, but the two were also retreated by the knife.

Shen Lang was full of fighting spirit, his eyes were shining brightly, and the Die Dao knife in his hand exuded a breathtaking light. Standing in the sky, he was like a god of war, majestic and domineering.

"You Lingyin Sect will be destroyed today."

"drink!"

Shen Lang suddenly yelled, and slashed out with the Die Mie Dao in his hand.

This knife is even more brilliant, this is the strongest knife that Shen Lang has slashed since the battle.

The knife was fast, like lightning, and appeared in front of the two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect in an instant.

Facing this knife, the two patriarchs of the Lingyin Sect seemed to be facing Tianwei, which made them unable to resist at all.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect with the broken arm suddenly roared, and the yin and yang power of life and death erupted all over his body. He forcibly broke through the pressure of Shen Lang's knife, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his already old face became even older.

Just when the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect was pushed away, Shen Lang's knife also fell.

Without any suspense, the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect was split in half by the Midi Dao.

"Brother!!"

"Old Ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, the people of Lingyin Sect shouted one after another.

"puff!!!"

Lord Grim spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew upside down like a shell fired from its chamber.

"During the war, if you dare to be distracted, you will die."

In Yuan Zhenyang's eyes, flickering light flickered, with a mysterious aura exuding from his whole body, he said lightly.

Everyone was shocked when Shen Lang beheaded the immortal Wu Dacheng with a single blow, and the people of all forces who watched the battle from afar couldn't be calm for a long time.

This Shen Lang's combat power is a bit too terrifying. With the strength of a small immortal martial artist, it's fine to overwhelm two great immortal martial arts masters, but he can even kill one person. This kind of combat power can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

After this battle, Shen Lang can definitely be recorded in the history of Zhenwu Continent.

However, everyone in the Shen family was excited. The young master has such strength, why worry that the Shen family is not brilliant, as long as they follow Shen Lang down-to-earth, they will not talk about prosperity and wealth in the future, but they will definitely not be wrong.

The Juggernaut and Yuan Zhenyang stood proudly in the void, exuding a powerful aura, complementing Shen Lang, making everyone oppressed unable to lift their heads.

The ancestor of the Lingyin Sect felt regretful at this time. He never thought that a family that had not been seen for a hundred years would have such a strong strength. He decided to make a name for the Shen family at the beginning because he saw that the Shen family's background was insufficient, and it was a small family. There must not be many strong ones. But now that he knew it, it was too late.

Judging by Shen Lang's appearance, he won't let them off the Lingyin Sect.

It can be said that the Lingyin Sect is now, and died before leaving the teacher, without realizing it, not to mention not taking down the Shen family, but also becoming a stepping stone for the Shen family.

But since this is the case, he can only make a last-ditch effort. He doesn't believe that the Shen family still has the strength to compete with his Lingyinzong's trump card.

The ancestor of the Lingyin Sect took out a scroll from his arms with a serious expression. This scroll is golden, and the power of space exudes from the whole body, which is incompatible with the surrounding space.

"Seal Scroll"

In the distance, Zhang Tianling and others saw the scroll that the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect took out, and their expressions changed suddenly.

The sealing scroll is a kind of space item, similar to the mustard space, but the mustard space can only hold items, while the sealing scroll can hold some remnants or energy.

Back then when the Juggernaut was in the Southern Region, the scroll that released Tianzhu Sword Master was actually a sealed scroll, and the place where the Juggernaut practiced was the space inside the space scroll.

Seeing that scroll, the Juggernaut's expression became serious, and then he sent a sound transmission to Shen Lang and said: "Young master, be careful, that scroll is a sealed scroll, and it has its own space inside, and there may be unknown things."

Shen Lang nodded, this Lingyin Sect, he did not guess wrong, each of the ten thousand years of inheritance forces has its own trump card, but Shen Lang is not too worried, there is still a worry behind him, even if his ancestor of the Lingyin Sect, Master Lingyin is reborn, he may not necessarily be a match for Yiyouzi.

What's more, there is at most a remnant soul in this space scroll, so there is no need to worry about it.

Shen Lang's guess is well-founded. If Master Lingyin could be resurrected like the blood demon and the corpse-controlling ancestor, he would definitely not seal himself in the sealing scroll.

The patriarch of the Lingyin Sect had a dignified expression, his palms were constantly forming seals, and the seal scroll was floating in front of him, just as the last seal of the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect fell.

The sealed scroll suddenly shone brightly, and then a terrifying coercion emerged.

The scroll was slowly unfolded, and the front was facing Shen Lang.

Seeing this scene, the Juggernaut's expression changed, and he couldn't help shouting: "Young master, this is the energy seal scroll, fast rewind."

Shen Lang's reaction was not slow, he had already felt that something was wrong, if the scroll contained the remnant soul of Master Lingyin, it would definitely be like the Xingchen Ling in Xingchen Pavilion, where there would be a remnant soul coming out, instead of only having coercion, there would be no one.

"Lingyin Mahamudra"

boom! ! !

A shocking palm print suddenly shot out from the scroll. This palm print covered the sky and covered the earth, and the entire eastern region was instantly darkened.

As soon as the palm prints appeared, the situation in the Eastern Region changed, the atmosphere was dignified and oppressive, and the common people shivered, as if they were waiting for the doomsday to come.

Shen Lang's speed was so fast that everyone just blinked, and Shen Lang retreated thousands of meters away.

It's a pity that Shen Lang's speed is fast, and that palm shadow is faster. Originally, Shen Lang retreated tens of thousands of meters away from that palm shadow, but the palm shadow broke through the space to chase Shen Lang. One is outside the space and the other is inside the space. How could Shen Lang be faster than the palm print.

"Little Lord."

When the Juggernaut and others saw Shen Lang being chased by that palm shadow, their expressions suddenly changed.

Shen Lang's Fengshen legs were used to the limit, and his whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye, and the palm print also disappeared in an instant.

The big handprint of Lingyin is the technique of Master Lingyin. It is a palm print that was sealed when Master Lingyin was still alive, and it is only used as the trump card of Lingyin sect.

There are three palm prints in the seal scroll, that is to say, it can launch three attacks from the broken strong. Although this trump card is not as powerful as the blood demon sect and the corpse control sect, it is not weak for the Lingyin sect to have such a trump card. After all, the Lingyin sect was a force that suffered heavy losses in ancient times. Even the broken ancestor, Master Lingyin, did not leave a remnant soul.