Vol 3 Chapter 4122: Rebel

After the masked young man set up a defensive barrier for Shen Lang, he turned his hand and raised a shiny black spear, turned and walked slowly towards the evil monk.
The evil monk was stunned for an instant, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart, and his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy: "Wuying, what do you want to do?"
The masked young man approached the evil monk's head on the ground step by step, with white hair and no wind. He exuded a violent and cold aura, and suddenly poured chaotic spiritual power into the dark spear in his hand.
In an instant, the pitch-black spear shot out astonishing black light lightning, making a "crackling" thunderous sound, full of devastating energy like heaven and earth!
The evil monk thumped in his heart, startled and angry: "Wuying, you are a direct disciple of the deity. The deity treats you well and helps you to break through to the late Luotian stage. What do you mean today? Disobey the deity?"
"I am the in your hand, and can be discarded at any time, so how can you say that?"
The masked young man made a faint voice, and his voice was extremely cold. The black spear in his hand had been aimed at the evil monk's head, and his murderous intent came out.
The evil monk was shocked and exclaimed: "Wuying, don't do stupid things! As long as you honestly surrender to the deity, the deity will keep you up to the realm of Da Luo in the future, and there will be less than ten thousand people. Not happy?"
The masked youth remained unmoved, and continued to press the evil monk. The evil monk was extremely flustered. If it were normal, he would naturally not be afraid of his direct disciple. In his eyes, the other party was just a humble servant. He had already been cursed with blood. Easily obliterated
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But now, his soul body was seriously wounded by the flaming gunshot shot by Shen Lang just now, and his soul power was extremely weak, he could hardly display any magical powers, even the blood curse.
"Wuying, have you forgotten? The deity promised to come over before. When I leave this abyss of and cultivate to the realm of Hunyuan, I will personally cast a spell to retrieve your beloved soul and let it return to life!"
The evil monk who was panicked had to try to stabilize his "personal disciple." At this point, the masked youth stopped a little bit and laughed at himself: "In the past, I was bewitched by you, as a slave for many years, humble and humiliated, and depraved. Now, even though I can't raise my head in front of my best friends, I still Can no longer fall
Sink down! "
"It's ridiculous that I fell down to this day because of your unfulfilled promise. It's a good time to take advantage of my best friend's heavy wounds to destroy your evil soul, which is also considered to restore some dignity."
As soon as the voice fell, the pitch-black spear in the hands of the masked young man carrying endless black lightning, pierced through the sky, suddenly attacked the evil monk's head on the ground.
"No!" The evil monk's eyes were splitting, trying to release the energy in the soul-damaging body, but because the soul body was severely injured, the energy in the body was extremely chaotic, and he could not release it in a very short time. His pupils continued to expand and his eyes opened. Looking at his head
It was hit by a dark spear.
"boom!!!"
The black spear hit the evil monk's head, and the burst of thunder made people temporarily deaf, and terrifying black lightning rushed in all directions.
Shen Lang, who was bound by the dragon rope, leaned on the blood-colored barrier outside the chain to avoid the impact of the explosion.
Shen Lang was also a little confused as he watched the mentor and apprentice's anti-purpose drama in front of him. Because his soul body was severely burned, his consciousness was already very unclear, and he thought he had seen an illusion.
After a blow.
"what!!!"
A scream that can pierce the eardrum was emitted from the evil monk's mouth. The head of the evil monk hit by the black spear bounced back and forth in the hall of the Hades Palace like a leather ball, and finally rolled down to the feet of the masked youth.
The head of the evil monk who was attacked was bloodstained and looked embarrassed, but he was not fatally injured.
The expression of the masked youth was not unexpected, he also knew that this evil monk could not be completely killed by an attack of this level.
But this evil monk state was at the end of the battle, and the masked youth didn't think he could last long.
The masked youth stepped on the evil monk's face door, raised the pitch-black spear in his hand, and pierced the evil monk's brow directly.
"Boom!!!"
Another piercing explosion sounded, and the black lightning gushing out of the spear tip swallowed and drowned the evil monk's head like a waterfall rushing out.
"what!"
The evil monk let out a stern and miserable cry, and his soul body was hiding between his eyebrows. This masked young man grabbed his weakness and attacked his eyebrows.
Suddenly, the black spear pierced the evil monk's eyebrows into a fingertip-sized blood hole.
"Tsk!"
The masked young man slapped his lips. Although the evil monk only retained his soul body, his head was made from the skull of the ancient great demon sealed in Heiyu Mountain and was extremely hard.
It was very difficult for him to destroy his head.
Fortunately, hardship does not mean that it cannot be done. The masked youth is still sure to kill this evil monk, but it will take some time.
No matter how hard the evil monk's head is, he will definitely not be able to withstand endless attacks!
The masked youth repeatedly urged the dark spear in his hand and pierced the evil monk's head time and time again, each time with a burst of lightning, the terrifying force of destruction bombarded the evil monk's face.
After dozens of breaths, the evil monk's originally handsome cheeks had become riddled with holes and blood holes, so terrible!
The evil monk who suffered a huge wound was completely mad, and the anger in his heart had risen to the extreme, and he roared madly: "Wuying, you rebel, delusional to kill the deity? It depends on whether you have this ability!"
The evil monk knew he would die if he kept on like this. Under the anger, he would simply lose his life. He would burn his soul violently, and endless light gushing out of his mouth, nose and ears, heading towards the masked youth. .　　 The masked youth who felt the great threat, turned the pitch-black spear with his right hand, and tried his best to infuse the chaotic spiritual power into the spear, causing the spear to release black lightning that was like an overwhelming river to resist the light coming from the attack.
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While defensively, the masked youth freed up his left hand, and he did not hesitate to play a large amount of soul power, turning it into a black hole spiral-shaped magic circle, resisting the blood light energy released by the evil monk.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The violent rumbling sound lasted for dozens of breaths, and the masked youth used all his best to resist the magical powers released by the evil monk's burning soul.　　 Fortunately, the evil monk was unable to perform the more powerful golden fairy technique because of his soul body was severely damaged and energy disorder. It could only rely on releasing the most basic soul body energy to create simple magical attacks, and its power was naturally limited.