Great Slaughter System

Shen Lang used his finger to represent the sword, and kept attacking the controlled Zhenlingzi.

This time Shen Lang didn't use Ye Fan's skills, but used Ye Fan's strength to stimulate his own skills to fight against Zhenlingzi.

Shen Lang's own skills are not weaker than Ye Fan's, but Shen Lang is only habitually willing to use the moves of the possessed character when he is possessed, because that can exert 100% of his power.

Now Shen Lang has fully adapted to the sudden surge in strength due to the transition of Ye Fan's possession time, so fortunately, he directly uses his own skills to fight against the enemy.

Ding! ! !

Thousands of golden brilliance erupted from Shen Lang's body, and the dragon's chant burst out, shaking the heaven and the earth. The True Spirit Son grabbed Shen Lang's chest with one claw, but did not cause the slightest injury to Shen Lang.

"The body of a real dragon"

The body of the real dragon is the result of the cultivation of the real dragon tactic to the peak. Although the real dragon tactic is only the practice of Guan Shengdi, the powerful true god, Shen Lang has rearranged the real dragon tactic after entering the ancestral realm.

Zhenlingzi didn't succeed in one blow, so he was not discouraged at all, and continued to attack Shen Lang.

Shen Lang smiled coldly, retracted his fingers into a fist, and suddenly punched out, thousands of brilliance burst out, and an aura of dominance rose up, dominating the world and overwhelming the world.

Facing Shen Lang's domineering punch, the controlled Zhenlingzi showed no sign of fear, but rushed forward brazenly.

boom! ! !

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and even the Taihuang and others were so dizzy from the shock that they almost fainted.

A sea of ​​true energy surged out, submerging half of the Immortal Fortune Palace in an instant. The Taihuang and the others did not resist, but retreated into the corridor with the force of the impact. Under the aftermath caused by the two, even the black mist covering the entire Immortal Fortune Palace was dispelled, and the state of clarity was instantly restored.

Stepping on the aftermath of the huge waves, Shen Lang stepped out, his body shrouded in divine light, as if a god king descended, oppressing the heavens, he raised his hand into a fist, and punched him down, as white as jade and as black as ink, two diametrically opposed forces filled Shen Lang's punch, black and white entwined, a wave of destruction and vitality all emerged in Shen Lang's punch.

The fist fell, pierced through the zhenqi that protected the real spirit, and hit his chest. There was a sound of bone cracking, and the real spirit flew out backwards.

The moment Zhenlingzi flew backwards, there was a black shadow on Zhenlingzi's body, almost being shaken out of Zhenlingzi's body by Shen Lang's punch, but in the end, the black shadow was still not shaken out of Zhenlingzi's body, and re-entered his body.

"Huh!"

Shen Lang was surprised, he seemed to see something, and then stepped out, followed, and continued to attack Zhenlingzi.

Just when Shen Lang was chasing and beating fiercely, Zhen Lingzi's face suddenly appeared ferocious, a face different from Zhen Lingzi's, appearing on the face of Zhen Lingzi.

That face is very ferocious, but it can be vaguely seen that the real face of the person who controls the true spirit son should be a very handsome person.

With the appearance of that face, the strength of Zhenlingzi began to skyrocket, and Zhenlingzi's dry body began to shrivel up.

"Burning essence and blood?"

Seeing Zhenlingzi's rapidly withering body, Shen Lang couldn't help muttering.

Zhen Lingzi was controlled by that person, and his body couldn't help himself. After losing to Shen Lang, he began to burn his blood.

After burning the essence and blood, the strength of Zhenlingzi skyrocketed, and Zhenlingzi, who had been gradually suppressed by Shen Lang, began to regain his weakness.

It's not that the strong in the ancestral realm can't burn the blood essence, but the price they have to pay is too high. Otherwise, when the three sword emperors were defeated by Shen Lang, they wouldn't have burned the blood essence. The stronger the person, the harder it is to recover the blood essence. It is not ordinary treasures of heaven, material and earth that can be replenished.

But Shen Lang was not afraid at all, the divine light between his brows bloomed, the sea of ​​primordial spirit trembled extremely quickly, his eyes became deep and indifferent, as if looking down at the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

A golden light shot out from Shen Lang's mind, and rushed directly into the mind of Zhen Lingzi who was caught off guard.

"Spirit Attack"

"ah!!!"

Zhen Lingzi, who was rushed into his mind by the golden light of Shen Lang's primordial spirit, suddenly screamed like a wounded beast.

Zhenlingzi knelt on the ground, hugging her head, screaming in pain, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her whole body twitched, as if she was enduring great pain.

Shen Lang's eyes were closed tightly, the golden light between his brows became brighter, and Zhen Lingzi's roar became even more miserable. Just when Zhen Lingzi's primordial spirit was about to be shattered, a black shadow rushed out from Zhen Lingzi's body.

At this time, Shen Lang, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened them suddenly, and punched out Zhigang Zhiyang, attacking the black shadow.

"ah!"

That black shadow seemed to be very afraid of Shen Lang Zhigang Zhiyang's fist, and black smoke was emitting from his body, and his figure was also fixed in place.

Seizing this opportunity, Shen Lang punched at a high speed, the surging fist, like the scorching sun falling, a huge fireball, directly landed on the body of the black shadow.

The roaring stopped, and the entire Good Fortune Immortal Palace fell silent.

The evil aura on that black shadow gradually dissipated, turning into a transparent figure.

There was no evil in that transparent figure, only tranquility, that person seemed to be relieved, and looked at Shen Lang with a smile.

"Thank you for your help. Ever since my thoughts turned into evil spirits, I have been in pain, but the evil thoughts have dominated me, making it impossible for me to act according to my original thoughts, resulting in the mutilation of many innocent people."

The illusory figure said with regret on his face.

Shen Lang shook his head, "As a strong ruler, it is indeed a bit sad to become like this."

Shen Lang had already had some guesses when he discovered that the true spirit was being controlled. Now that he saw this illusory figure, Shen Lang became more certain that this person should be the master of the Immortal Palace of Good Fortune, the ruler of Good Fortune.

An evil spirit who can control Zhen Lingzi, a peak powerhouse who has survived the five declines of heaven and man, is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

In the world, only the strong master can do this, and there was a strong master who fell in the Good Fortune Immortal Palace, so Shen Lang guessed that the person who controls the true spirit son must be the good fortune master.

"You knew already?"

The remnants of the master of good fortune said with a wry smile.