Vol 3 Chapter 4587: Real Taiyi Appears

What is astonishing is that after the young man's body was cut into two pieces by the Slaughter Sword, the wound was very neat, and the flesh and blood in the wound was actually a strange white jelly.
After the blow, the boy's upper body and lower body were separated from flesh and blood, and flew out diagonally.
"A mere puppet, dare to be so arrogant!"
Shen Lang glanced at the two pieces of white flesh and blood that flew out.
He had speculations in his mind before, and it was really true.
This young man who claimed to be a spirit bead was nothing more than a puppet, and the material of the puppet's body was a bit similar to the Qiongqi beast that Zhang Daoling had summoned in Shushan before.
But the difference is that this humanoid puppet actually has a spiritual existence, perhaps it was artificially sealed with a powerful spirit, so that it can release that level of spiritual pressure.
Everything is not over yet.
I saw that the body of the boy who was divided into two was squirming like a ball of mud, and suddenly turned into two "spiritual beads", no matter the size or appearance, they are exactly the same.
"The thief died!"
The two teenagers condensed their red lotus spears in their hands, shouted loudly, and attacked Shen Lang again from left to right.
Shen Lang looked surprised, this humanoid puppet can actually transform into multiple individuals, which is much better than the Qiongqi behemoth that he has encountered before.
When the two men pierced with their guns in front of them, Shen Lang still did not evade, waiting for work with ease, and a dark golden primordial golden light was lifted from his flesh.
"Boom! Boom!"
Before the red lotus spears in the hands of the two teenagers hit Shen Lang's body, they were once again shaken off by the huge repulsive force carried by the magneto golden light. Instead, they were backlashed by the flames of the red lotus spears.
The power gap between the two sides was too large, and the attack of the boy could hardly break Shen Lang's defenses. Shen Lang was able to remain invincible with only the magnetism and golden light.
Taking advantage of the instability of the two puppet clones, Shen Lang fully urged the Slaughter Immortal Sword in his hand to use the Shangqing Yuyun Style, preparing to end the battle.
In an instant, the Slaying Immortal Sword in Shen Lang's hand split into endless sword shadows, which gathered into sword clouds like mountains and seas. The thick sword cloud carried the might of suppressing the world and swallowed and drowned the two puppet clones of the young man.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, the terrifying sword cloud shredded the bodies of the two puppet clones with the power of destroying the world.
The two avatars of the boy exploded one after another, turning into countless white flesh and blood the size of rice grains, splashing everywhere.
Just when Shen Lang thought that the battle was over, the white flesh and blood that splashed out quickly swelled like cotton candy, turning into human forms, turning into thousands of "spiritual beads".
The puppet clone's spirit consciousness, which was re-transformed into a human form, locked onto Shen Lang, swarmed up, and continued to attack Shen Lang.
"Tsk!"
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, and he didn't expect this puppet to be so difficult.
Seeing countless puppet clones coming forward and succeeding, Shen Lang had to urge the Slaughter Immortal Sword in his hand to roll up the sword cloud overwhelmingly, and fought against the many puppet clones.
"Boom boom boom!"
The intense and ear-piercing blast shook the world, and the sky above the Styx was flooded with blood in an instant, and the movement was so loud that it made people stunned.
What made Shen Lang a headache was that the combat power of a single puppet clone was not much weaker than the deity.
After the number of clones increased sharply, the supernatural power released by Heli was not inferior to Shen Lang, which really caused a lot of pressure on him.
While Shen Lang rolled up the blood-colored sword cloud, these puppet clones also released a sea of ​​fire, intertwined and clashed with the blood-colored sword cloud, and stood in a stalemate for a while.
"Father, shall we go up and help Shen Lang?"
Seeing that the battle situation has become a little complicated, Feiye can't help but frown and ask for instructions.
The ancestor of the Styx Hehe said: "If Shen Lang, this kid can't even beat a puppet, don't be the Chosen One! Since he takes the initiative to take on this responsibility, he still has to show his true ability. He will do a good job."
"Great."
Fei Ye no longer said much, watching the battle silently.
The rest of the monks also stayed in the defensive formation, closely watching the battle over the Styx.
After fighting with a large number of puppet clones for a while, Shen Lang gradually adapted to the rhythm, his attacks became more and more violent, and he used the Sword of Slaughter to the extreme.
While urging the slaughter sword, he did not forget to burn his own small universe. A star map of Sagittarius appeared above his head, and countless aurora flow arrows descended from the star map to accurately kill these puppet clones.
The phantom of the Shura demon condensed behind it also continuously released the burning moon magic light, and aggressively attacked the puppet clone.
Shen Lang simultaneously used three top-level golden celestial arts, and the astonishing power exploded, finally being able to suppress numerous puppet clones.
Although the magical powers are not much different from the previous ones, thanks to the huge increase in cultivation base and soul power, Shen Lang's magical powers are five or six times stronger than before entering the Mongolian realm. , Skills shocked the four!
The space above the Styx became distorted and turbulent under frequent aura bombing, and space storms were constantly blowing, and it was difficult to recover for a while.
The monks were also amazed.
"Boom boom boom!"
In the deafening explosion, the puppet clones collapsed one by one.
These puppet clones that were defeated by Shen Lang finally lost their ability to recover and were completely destroyed.
Shen Lang spent half a stick of incense, and finally defeated all the puppet clones. A large amount of golden air flow overflowed from the puppet's wreckage, condensing into the soul body of the spirit bead.
As the body of the deity was completely destroyed, the soul body of the spirit ball had also reached the edge of collapse, fluttering like smoke, as if it would disperse at any time.
Even so, the remnant soul of the spirit beads still roared unyieldingly: "Thief, although I am not your opponent, don't be happy too early. With your ability, it is absolutely impossible to shake the leader!"
Shen Lang said coldly: "What if I can't shake it? I am different from Yuanshi Tianzun's moral philosophy. He wants to stop me, and I will try my best to resist and protect myself."
Ling Zhuzi's remnant soul was unwilling, and screamed at Shen Lang: "If you really have the heart to save the world, I advise you to turn your head back and do not fight against the leader, otherwise the real immortal world will eventually fall into the abyss of immortality!"
"I'm Shen Lang doing things, but on my own, why do you need your stupid people to give pointers? Don't tarnish the spirit beads, your false soul, or obediently kill me in ashes!"
As soon as Shen Lang's voice fell, a phantom of Yuanfeng, burning with nine-colored flames, appeared behind him.
Yuan Feng opened his mouth and swallowed the remnant soul of the spirit beads.
At this point, the puppet was completely gone.
When Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, things changed again.
A golden vortex once again appeared over the Styx, and this time a mysterious old man with a crane-haired childlike face descended from the vortex...
"True Taiyi!"
Shen Lang's eyes were wide open, and his face screamed in surprise.