Chapter 1355: Wan Gui Ling

Shen Lang had also heard of the name of Bound Lingsuo, he was worthy of being a cultivator in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, and he could even take out this kind of ancient treasure.
Once the monk hit by the bound spirit lock, his whole body will be tightly bound by the chain, and he will not be able to activate his spiritual power within a period of time.
Ling-binding locks are extremely difficult to defend, and ordinary cultivators at the beginning of Yuan Ying will be caught if they are not careful.
However, Shen Lang was quite confident in the defensive power of the Jiuli Sword Array, and the Jiuli Sword Array also possessed the ability to integrate offense and defense.
"Come!"
Shen Lang shouted in a low voice, spurred the sword formation with all his strength, and quickly recovered the sword light.
Fortunately, the urging speed of the sword formation was fast enough, and before the Ling Ling lock hit him, it retracted to the position of half a meter around his body.
"Bah Bah Bah!"
A large amount of sword light blocked the silver chain, making a sharp sound like cutting glass, splashing out an extremely dazzling golden light.
"Impossible, what kind of sword formation is this? It can be faster than the speed of Lingsuo!" The skinny old man was shocked and angry, and Shen Lang's strength exceeded his imagination.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Ling Lingsuo was blown out by a large amount of sword light.
The skinny old man hurriedly retracted the spirit-binding lock in the air.
Under the strangulation of the Jiuli Sword Array, all blood soul zombies were killed in a few seconds.
"No! Wang Ba Laozi, you dare to destroy the blood corpse that I spent a hundred years of refining!"
The skinny old man roared furiously, the flesh hurts so much, and the distressed are about to cry.
These blood soul zombies are not only as simple as ghost pets, but also an important training method for him. He can absorb the power of the soul swallowed by the zombie from the blood soul zombie and transform it into his own cultivation base.
Now all the blood soul zombies have been killed by Shen Lang, which means that the skinny old man has suddenly lost the source of diligent cultivation, how can this not make him feel distressed and angry!
The reason why the skinny old man sacrificed the soul zombies from the beginning was that he wanted the soul zombies to control Shen Lang and then swallow the soul infant in his heavenly spirit cover. Unexpectedly, the strength of a monk at the beginning of Yuan Ying was so terrifying, his intestines were all regretful.
Shen Lang sneered, and urged the Jiuli sword formation with all his strength.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"
A large number of sword lights swarmed, surrounding the thin old man, and dense red gold arcs bounced in the air.
The shocking Yuyang Jinlei finally made the skinny old man look astonished.
"Your Excellency is too late to surrender, hand over your storage ring obediently, and this son can spare you your life!" Shen Lang smiled coldly, and gave back to the other body.
He knew that even if he could destroy the body of this mid-primary cultivator, he still couldn't keep the opponent's cultivator.
The skinny old man became angry and roared: "Smelly boy, I really thought that a ragged sword formation could trap the deity? The deity doesn't believe you, there is a steady stream of golden thunder from the sun, taste the fire of my devil corpse!"
After roaring, the skinny old man opened his mouth and spewed out a lot of green flames.
The flame swelled against the wind, forming a fierce flame storm, diverging toward the sword light that trapped him.
"Interesting!" Shen Lang sneered, and immediately urged the nine-handled Lei Ze splitting lightsaber to shoot a large number of Yuyang Jin Lei.
"boom!"
The dense red-gold thunder and lightning collided with the emerald-green flames, making a deafening roar, and green smoke was everywhere.
Although the Heavenly Demon Corpse Fire was extremely powerful, it was still suppressed by the Yuyang Golden Thunder in an instant.
"What kind of corpse fire is this? Rubbish!" Shen Lang mocked.
A trace of hideousness flashed across the face of the skinny old man, and he completely saved himself, flipped his right hand, took out a token that was as dark as ink, and started to move.
This is the fifth-ranked Xiuxianzong in Yunjian Nanlu, the treasure of the town of Guixianmen, "The Order of Ten Thousand Ghosts".
It's a pity that the skinny old man is a ghost monk. There is nothing to do with Shen Lang, who has a large number of Yuyang Jin Lei. He knows that he will be restrained by Jin Lei, so he has to bite the bullet!
Once Wan Guiling was activated, a dense black light appeared, and the skinny old man was enveloped in a black mist.
"Oh oh oh!"
Suddenly, the sound of ghost crying was loud, and tens of thousands of ghosts flew out of the token, and the scene was extremely grim.
The leader is an eighth-order ghost flood, whose breath is so amazing that it is no less than the ordinary eighth-order transformation monster!
"Break this sword formation for me!" The skinny old man shouted violently.
The ghost dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, rushing towards the sword light trapping the thin old man in the sky, and a large number of ghosts swarmed out.
Shen Lang had a numb scalp, he had never seen such a scary group of ghosts.
The strength of this skinny old man is really amazing, he is just winning the sword formation and Yuyang Jinlei, otherwise he would never be his opponent.
Without thinking too much, Shen Lang urged Jiuli Jianzhen and Yuyang Jinlei to give full play to his strengths.
"Boom!"
Jianguang kept strangling all kinds of ghosts, lightning flashes and thunder, and ghosts roared, and the battle scene was extremely fierce.
The skinny old man spit out a big mouthful of blood, trying his best to hit the token with spiritual power.
The number of ghosts in that black token is simply unimaginable, there are no one hundred thousand, there are seven or eighty thousand ghosts! And a lot of ghosts are still at the level of ghost king.
The power of the Jiuli Sword Array was amazing, but it was extremely spiritually intensive to mobilize it. After all, it was the first time Shen Lang used the sword array against the enemy, which was really overwhelming.
The sword formation was almost broken by the skinny old man several times, and Shen Lang gritted his teeth and persisted.
It took a minute like this. The Yuyang Jinlei had already consumed more than half, and the number of ghosts had also killed more than half. As for the fire of the devil's corpse, it had already been wiped out by the Jinlei.
Shen Lang's complexion was a little gloomy, urging the sword array to consume too much spiritual power, and the spiritual power in his body had already consumed 90%.
After all, the skinny old man is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his body's spiritual power is much deeper than that of Shen Lang.
When things developed to this point, it was impossible to be weak anymore. Shen Lang took out a jade bottle containing Yulu Qiong from his storage ring, and directly swallowed two drops of Yulu Qiong with his head up.
"Boom!"
Shen Lang's lower abdomen warmed, a large amount of spiritual power poured into his dantian like a wave, and the spiritual power in his body instantly recovered 80%.
"Yulu Qiongye!"
The skinny old man's face was earthy in an instant, and he didn't expect that Shen Lang would have something extremely rare in the realm of cultivation.
The Yuyang Jinlei consumed in Leize's Light Saber can be recovered by warming up, but the ghosts in the "Ten Ghost Order" of the skinny old man are really dead if they die.
Damn, this kid is a monster!
The skinny old man gradually turned from anger to fear. This kid had too many jade sun gold thunders, and the treasures on his body were also endless.
Trapped by the sword formation, it was impossible for him to fight back.
"Roar!"
The eighth-order ghost flood is still dying, and only this ghost emperor level ghost can barely resist the edge of Yuyang Jinlei.
Seeing that it was almost done, Shen Lang opened his mouth and spewed out two thick thunder and lightning.
"boom!"
Kan Lilei unexpectedly hit the ghost flood, making a huge roar.
At the same time, Shen Lang pinched two fingers, dozens of sword lights in the sword array hit the ghost flood at the same time, and the dense Yuyang Jin Lei also shot out.
The gigantic body of the ghost was finally crushed by two kinds of thunders, and after making a horrible whistle, it turned into fly ash.
"Hi, you can still release the lightning from Kanli!?"
The skinny old man took a deep breath and was shocked again.
Kanli Thunder and Yuyang Jinlei, the three three great sun thunders in the cultivation world, this person has actually mastered two kinds, is this too abnormal?
"Friends, don't fight, the old man surrenders!" Under tremendous pressure, the skinny old man chose to surrender.
He is a ghost monk, and when he encounters a monster that releases two kinds of sun thunder, this is still a shame.