Chapter 2829: Hell Black Flame

Although Shen Lang had not fought against the top true spirit, his rich combat experience allowed him to figure out the level of the top true spirit's strength.
Today's self may not be weaker than the top true spirit, let alone just take over three moves of the top true spirit.
Lei Huang was uneasy. Although Shen Lang had the supernatural power of gathering three flowers, Jiuying's methods were so powerful and unpredictable that it was hard to say whether Shen Lang was lucky or bad.
"Ancestor, if Brother Shen is really worried about his life, please help him!" Lei Huang couldn't help but initiate a voice transmission to Lei Yan.
Lei Yan smiled faintly: "This kid shouldn't be that simple. Don't worry, if Ying-jeou will really threaten his life, I will take action."
"Thank you ancestors." Lei Huang clasped his fists and bowed.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Lei Yan was very curious about Shen Lang. He always felt that this young human monk had an indescribable temperament and wanted to see how powerful Shen Lang was.
The demon cultivators onlookers stayed on the top of Yunzun Mountain, leaning toward Leiyan as much as possible to avoid being affected by the magical powers of the ancestors of the Jiuying tribe.
"Old ancestor, give this unsure boy a little bit of color, let him know how powerful our Nine Infants are!" Ying Gao yelled, his face full of violent expression, wishing he would go on stage and kill Shen Lang.
Looking at Shen Lang in the sky, a group of Jiuying cultivators showed disdain, and it was expected that this kid would die miserably.
Above the sky, Shen Lang expressionlessly said to Yingjiu who was on the opposite side: "Friend Yingjiu, you can take action."
"Human tribe, my ancestor wants to see, what arrogant capital do you have!"
Ying-jeou's expression was extremely fierce, and a black snake phantom suddenly appeared behind him. He saw the black snake with a hideous face, opened its mouth in the blood basin, and spewed out the overwhelming black and white weird poisonous fire.
The black and white poisonous fire swept towards Shen Lang like a huge wave!
In an instant, the entire sky turned black and white, which made people frightening.
"Awesome!"
Seeing a casual move by the ancestor of the Jiuying tribe, the world changed color, the sun and the moon turned upside down, and the demon cultivators on the summit of Yunzun Mountain couldn't help taking a breath of cold.
"The ancestor's shot is really extraordinary! I don't know if the human tribe is still alive after this blow?"
Yingji laughed loudly.
"The ancestors are supernatural!"
"Dare to be disrespectful to the ancestors, this human monk will undoubtedly die!"
A group of Jiuying cultivators looked excited and kept yelling.
Shen Lang could feel the power of the black and white poisonous fire, which seemed to be at the level of the fourth stage of the profound realm, and it was enough to kill the average Mahayana peak monk! But it did not cause much pressure on Shen Lang.
"Nine-turned French Seal!"
With a wave of one hand, Shen Lang was surrounded by layers of golden light walls.
"Boom boom boom!"
The overwhelming black and white poisonous fire hit the golden wall of light, making loud explosions.
The poison fire attack that Ying Jiu released was quite domineering, but it was still slightly inferior to the ancient blood dragon Ao Xiao's "Secluded Spring Blood Sea". It may be that the other party felt that he was weak and did not use any power.
An attack of this level couldn't hurt Shen Lang.
The Nine Turns Fayin received a violent collision, with a violent roar and tremor on the surface, barely resisting the poisonous fire attack performed by Yingjiu.
After the first blow, Shen Langsi was undamaged, nor was the Nine Turns Sign.
Ying-jeou's seemingly mighty blow did not break Shen Lang's defense?
"how is this possible?"
Ying Ji, who was still laughing just now, saw that Shen Lang had nothing to do, his smiling face suddenly solidified, replaced by a look of horror, almost thinking that he had seen an illusion.
"This……"
The Nine Infant cultivators who were still shouting and cheering just now also stopped in an instant, looking at each other in disbelief.
The demon cultivator onlookers was even more shocking.
It took a long time for the demon cultivators to realize that they underestimated the strength of this human race kid.
Able to take a blow from the ancestor of the Jiuying tribe, this person's combat power is probably tyrannical to an incredible realm!
These venerable monster races have always regarded the human monks as a weak race, so they have a preconceived idea. Shen Lang's performance can be described as slapped them in the face!
"Oh, I have some skill."
Lei Yan laughed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lei Huang's face was as usual. He knew that with Shen Lang's strength, it would be no problem to block Ying Jiu's first attack, but there were two more attacks, and he didn't know whether Shen Lang could hold it.
After the black and white poisonous fire in the sky had all subsided, Shen Lang sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Nine Infant is also a top-level true spirit at any rate, so I am embarrassed to show his ugliness even with this level of attack?"
Yingjiu's face was extremely hideous, and he became angry and said: "Boy, my ancestor sees that you are weak in cultivation, and you are deliberately modest. You dare to provoke this ancestor like this? Could it be that this ancestor has nothing to do with you!"
Shen Lang coldly snorted: "Yingjiu, instead of playing tricks with me, it's better to show some supernatural powers on the stage. You want to kill me with this trick, it's a hundred-day dream!"
"Smuggle, you are looking for death!"
Ying-jeou was furious and roared sharply, and nine big snakes suddenly appeared behind him.
Each big snake is tens of thousands of meters long. The big snake in the center is black, and the other eight big snakes are all crimson. The aura is extremely cruel and fierce.
"Heaven Hell Black Flame!"
Ying Jiu yelled violently, and the nine big snake phantoms spewed out overwhelming black flames at the same time, forming a black sea of ​​fire, covering the entire sky.
In the sky above Yunzun Mountain, five fingers could not be seen, and an extremely hot wave of heat descended from the sky, and the space was completely burned into a state of nothingness. The heat wave alone destroyed the three layers of defense barriers inside and outside Yunzun Mountain. .
The demon repairers turned pale in horror, and one after another they launched defensive barriers to resist the impact of the heat wave.
The silver trident-like triangle on the top of Lei Yan's head released a large white thundercloud, covering the entire Yunzun Mountain, protecting Yunzun Mountain from the heat wave.
Ying Jiu had a real fire. Heiyan Heiyan was his natal Profound Realm supernatural power. In terms of power alone, he was already close to the fifth profound realm!
The heat wave released by this black sea of ​​flames burned all the areas within hundreds of thousands of miles, and the earth became red hot.
"kill!"
Following Ying Jiu's violent drink, countless fiery snakes burning with the black flames of flew out of the black sea of ​​fire above Yunzun Mountain, each of which was 10,000 meters long.
Densely dense fire snakes poured out from the black sea of ​​fire, falling like a torrential rain, carrying the mighty power to destroy the world, rushing and biting towards Shen Lang!
Shen Lang's expression finally became serious. Ying Jiu's magical power in the Profound Realm is very similar to Ao Xiao's Youquan Blood Sea, but it is much more powerful than Youquan Blood Sea, and even Shen Lang smells death. Threat.
The strength of the ancestors of the Nine Infants is indeed not covered.
"Sword Domain!"
Shen Lang shouted violently, pinched with two fingers, white light sword shadow like a raging wave surged from his body.
Endless white light spread out from him, and the white light was filled with countless white sword shadows, intertwined and collided, vast and majestic!