Chapter 2092: I will help you!

"you!"
Shen Lang was shocked and stunned Monk Wu Se. He pointed at Shen Lang blushingly, unable to speak for a while, for fear that the Lord Saint would anger him.
"court death!!!"
The "saint" on the side was really as dark as the bottom of a pot, she was furious, and a large amount of blood burst out in front of her and swept towards Shen Lang.
Strange blood-colored thunder and lightning flashed in the dazzling blood, and the terrifying power of destruction made Shen Lang's scalp numb.
After taking She Longquan's body, the strength of this "saint" is not at the same level as before! The attack from the opponent's anger caused Shen Lang to smell a breath of death.
"Amethyst Wall!"
"Aurora Slash!"
Shen Lang's eyes were about to split, and he took the lead to open the amethyst wall, and the large amethyst-colored light wall enveloped him tightly.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Lang urged the Remnant Light Sword Array to the extreme and performed Aurora Slash.
A large amount of sword light gathered into one point and hit the oncoming blood light.
"boom!!!"
The sound of the explosion was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, the overwhelming white light and blood light intertwined and collided with each other, and everything around the temple was rendered into red and white.
The surrounding snow stratum cracked, and Monk Wu Se struggled to open the Buddha's light shield to withstand the impact of the explosion, but was still shaken out.
It is worth mentioning that even with such an impact, the offering table on the temple still stands tall, but the offering fruit on it has disappeared at some point.
It turned out that the offering fruit was an illusory thing, and the purpose was to attract the monks to take the bait.
"Crack!"
The defensive power of the amethyst wall was exerted to the extreme by Shen Lang, the brilliant purple light resisted the impact of the blood glow, and a large number of cracks were cracked on the surface.
Fortunately, the amethyst wall resisted the aftermath of the blood and light, and barely supported it, without breaking down.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that Shen Lang could withstand his own blow, the saint's face was extremely ugly.
Although the saint's soul power is strong, due to the limited cultivation of Longquan's physical body, the strength she can display can't be much higher than that of the physical body.
This level of strength is easy to deal with the ordinary cultivators, but Shen Lang is a different kind. It is incredible that there is such an exquisite sword formation in the ancient spirit world!
"Shoo!"
After blocking the next blow, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and quickly spurred the Remnant Light Sword Array. A large amount of white sword light was like a huge wave, surrounding the saint outside the temple.
"This……"
The monk Wu Se, who was stunned by the aftermath of the explosion, flew far away, quickly got up from the snow, and a stormy sea was set off in his heart, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
This fellow Shen Lang could withstand the attack of Lord Saintess unscathed?
"Bald donkey, instead of believing in this level of trash saint, it is better to help me kill her together! The treasure in the tomb of the goddess will belong to both of us." Shen Lang shouted loudly.
Monk Wu Se was lost for a moment. According to his master, the Lord Saint shouldn't have only this level. Why is this saint in front of her with such strength that she can't even kill Shen Lang?
In fact, Monk Wu Se also acted on the orders of his teacher, and he didn't know much. It's just that the master has repeatedly warned that the saint is a superior existence, and must be in awe of her, not to be negligent.
The saint became angry and said: "Don't listen to this kid bewitched, the body of the saint is sealed in the coffin. Just open the coffin and let the soul of the saint goddess return to the flesh, killing this kid is nothing but a matter of a finger!"
"So that's it, then Shen must protect the coffin well."
After speaking, Shen Lang sat down on the coffin with a sneer on his face.
In fact, from the point that the saint made herself surrender to her just now, Shen Lang had already guessed that the saint's strength after seizing the house should not be too strong.
If the other party is really capable, he will never say that kind of thing, it's mostly a cover-up. Therefore, Shen Lang confuses the monk Wu Se and wants him to turn.
"You humble boy, this saint will surely break you into pieces!!!"
The saint felt that she had been greatly insulted, and she trembled with anger, raised her hands above her head, and the dazzling blood burst out from the top of her head, preparing for a blow.
Shen Lang's expression was shocked, and he immediately mobilized the Can Light Sword Formation.
"disease!"
The overwhelming white sword light strangled towards the saint trapped in the sword formation.
However, the saint is not a vegetarian, a lot of blood is surging up and down, and she is not afraid of the strangulation of the sword array, and the blood is blocking all the sword light.
The saint is still gaining momentum, the blood above her head is getting more and more, like a huge wave rushing endlessly, the breath is terrifying, making people palpitate and fearful!
Shen Lang's secret thoughts were not good, the strangulation of the sword formation was almost ineffective to the saint, and the opponent had been gathering momentum, Shen Lang instinctively felt that the power of the saint's next blow would be outrageous.
"Master Saint, the younger generation will help you!"
After all, Monk Wu Se was still on the side of the saint.
He was not as stupid as Shen Lang said, he had already grieved with Shen Lang, plus Shen Lang's strength was so strong, even if he really turned against him, he would still suffer.
Bringing back the Lord Saint was Master's death order, and Monk Wu Se knew the importance.
"Rohan golden body!"
With a deep sigh, Monk Wu Se's fat body swelled instantly, transforming into a golden bronze figure with a body length of 1,000 meters, and a huge phantom Luohan rose behind him.
"Shen Lang chopsticks, die!"
Just when the golden bronze man was about to attack Shen Lang.
"Boom!"
In the distance, a "swastika" character imprint that looked like a huge mountain flew over, and hit the back of the golden bronze man with a thunder and thunder, making a heavy roar.
The golden bronze man staggered forward and almost fell in the snow.
Someone attacked himself!
"who is it?"
The golden bronze man immediately turned his head and shouted violently.
"Amitabha. Fellow Taoist Shen Lang, I'll help you!"
A loud shout came, and only a handsome young man in a golden robes was rushing towards the temple.
"God show!"
Both Shen Lang and Monk Wu Se were shocked, unexpectedly Shenxiu would also come here.
"Thank you for your help, Shen is grateful!" Shen Lang shouted loudly, expressing gratitude.
Monk Wu Se was furious, and immediately blocked Shenxiu's path, and said violently: "Shenxiu, don't worry about it, or you will die miserably!"
"Wose, both Buddhist monks, your behavior is really disgusting! Not to mention, let the poor monk be your opponent."
Shenxiu folded her hands together, and muttered deep Sanskrit sounds in her mouth.
A large number of characters shrouded Shenxiu's body like a tide, and Shenxiu's body exuded bright Buddha light, and his body continued to expand and grow, and finally changed into a golden bronze figure with three heads and six arms.
After the change of Shenxiu, there is also an Arhat phantom behind the bronze figure. The Arhat Xuying is wearing a colorful Buddha light, riding a very handsome white tiger, magnificent like a mountain! The majestic treasure, the Buddha's light shines.
"V... Venerable Fuhu!"
Looking at the phantom behind the three-headed and six-armed bronze man, Monk Wu Se's eyes were rounded, and a stormy sea raged in his heart.