Chapter 3241: Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy!

"Guishui Dragon Thunder!"
With Shen Lang's loud shout, the huge black thunder dragon flew out from the black clouds.
"Roar!"
The black thunder dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar of the dragon shook the sky. With lightning speed, it rushed towards the ten dry corpses fighting Xia Shan'er and Bai Weiwei.
"Boom!!!"
There was another burst of deafening roar, and the Guishui Dragon Thunder hit ten dry corpses, and a large number of black electric arcs and cold light scattered like a tide.
"Wow!"
The screams and wailing sound followed, and the ten droughty sky corpses were once again paralyzed by ice, making it difficult to move.
Xia Shan'er and Bai Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief. If Shen Lang's attack comes late, they are afraid they will be torn apart alive by these disgusting golden zombies!
Seeing that Shen Lang's body could actually resist the curse of the Heavenly Corpse Poison Arrow, Bai Weiwei couldn't imagine how he did it. He was really a mysterious man.
Shen Lang is very mysterious, and too powerful, this fatal attraction made Bai Weiwei unable to resist.
Bai Weiwei looked at Shen Lang with a trace of confusion, and firmly believed that Shen Lang could solve the crisis.
"Sacred Fire Golden Lotus, go!"
A moment after he shot the Guishui Dragon Thunder, Shen Lang quickly sacrificed the Holy Fire Golden Lotus and injected a large amount of Chaos Spirit Power into the Golden Lotus.
"call out!"
The golden lotus of the sacred fire spins rapidly, transforming into a dazzling flame dart, carrying the heart-palpitating scorching fire light, taking the head of Wuzang!
Wu Zang was taken aback. His ten dry corpses were frozen and paralyzed, and their mobility was lost. He had no shield for the time being.
In shock, Wu Zang fully pushed open a black light wall, trying to resist the attack of the Holy Fire Jinlian.
"boom!!!"
The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the sacred fire Jinlian hit the black light wall in front of Wuzang, knocking out a long crack in the black light wall, but barely collapsed.
Before Wu Zang could breathe a sigh of relief, Shen Lang quickly connected a Guishui Yin Thunder, and a dozen black thunder dragons with a body length of 1,000 meters rushed out from behind, slamming into the black light wall.
"Boom boom boom!"
A series of violent explosions wanted to pierce the tympanic membrane, and after a solid endurance of five thunders, the defensive barrier opened by Uzang finally collapsed, and the whole person was blasted far away, and fell to the ground. Among the rocky land, the corners of his mouth chewed on mud, and his appearance was slightly miserable.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Shen Lang continued to pour chaos spiritual power into the sacred fire golden lotus, the sacred fire golden lotus flew around in the air, and cut off the spiritual power chain connecting the ten dry corpses in the cuffs of Wuzang.
Without the control of the spiritual power chain, it was even more difficult for Wu Zang to wake up the dry corpse whose mobility was blocked in a short time.
"Fuck!"
Wu Zang got up from the ground, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't even imagine that the situation would turn around 180 degrees.
"Old thing, I thought you were so good, it turned out to be nothing more than that!"
Shen Lang glanced at Wu Zang with his disheveled hair, grinned, the dazzling sacred fire golden lotus spinning at high speed at his fingertips, and the suppressed hot breath could not breathe.
When things got to this point, Uzang sweated on his forehead and no longer had the calmness he had just now. He said in a hurried tone: "Boy, the old man admits your ability! But since you and I have no enmity, it is better to keep the water in the well and retreat separately. ,what do you think?"
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm not interested! For an old scum like you, it's better to die sooner!"
After speaking, Shen Lang was about to do it.
"Wait!"
Seeing that the possibility of shaking hands and making peace was zero, Wu Zang was panicked and hurriedly picked up Yuan Fei, who had been unconscious in his hands, and threatened fiercely: "Boy, I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise I will kill these seven sages. Young Master Gong!"
Shen Lang felt tired and crooked. He didn't like being threatened the least in his life. He said in a vicious voice: "I don't know any young master! It's really stupid to threaten me with someone who has nothing to do with it. If you have the ability, kill it. If I miss him, see if Lao Tzu frowns?"
"you……"
Wuzang was speechless, and he didn't expect that Shen Lang would not eat it at all.
But he soon felt wrong, if this kid really has nothing to do with the Seven Sacred Palace, how could he possibly do something bad for himself?
Wuzang believed that Shen Lang was pretending, so he kept doing it, stretched out his hand to pinch Yuan Fei's throat, and threatened Shen Lang: "Don't think that the old man will listen to your rhetoric. Boy, you should step back quickly for me, otherwise I will kill the young master of the Seven Sacred Palaces!"
Bai Weiwei gritted her silver teeth. She wanted to tell Shen Lang Yuan Fei's true identity by voice transmission. But after thinking about it, Yuan Fei's death didn't seem to be a big loss to the Seven Sacred Palace, so he was too lazy to say.
"Sacred Fire Golden Lotus, kill me!"
Shen Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly shot the golden lotus, which was spinning on his fingertips.
The surface of the golden lotus of the sacred fire burst out with extremely high flames, which turned into a huge flame dart, and flew toward Uzang at a speed that was difficult to capture by the gods.
Wuzang's face changed drastically, and he couldn't think that this kid really didn't care about Yuan Fei's life and death.
Shen Lang didn't care about Yuan Fei's life and death. He had been watching the battlefield before and couldn't guess Yuan Fei's identity.
But at the moment those ten drought corpses will soon regain their mobility, and he has no time to hesitate, he must kill this Wu Zang! Yuan Fei's life was not as important as that of himself and Xia Shan'er.
Seeing the sacred fire golden lotus rushing quickly, the Uzang noodles were as earth-colored, he turned his hand to offer the soul chaser, exhausted the last trace of chaos spiritual power in his body, and shot the soul chaser in his hand.
"call out!"
The chasing spear turned into a black glow and collided with the flame darts turned into by the holy fire golden lotus.
"Boom!!!"
A violent explosion roared, and large black lights and fire lights intertwined and collided, and the terrifying energy was surging, and the black lights quickly suppressed the fire.
After all, Wuzang's Soulchaser is the best immortal weapon, even if the chaotic spiritual power he provides is limited, the power of the Soulchaser gun is much greater than that of the Holy Fire Golden Lotus.
"Brother, Shan'er will help you! Tianxin sword formation!"
Seeing that the golden lotus of the sacred fire was about to be unable to withstand it, Xia Shan'er attacked with all his strength. The ninety-nine mouths of Tianxin Fei sword in front of him turned into dense white sword rain. With the backflow of the river, the tsunami and landslide slammed into it. The black light carried by the Soulchaser.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was another loud noise like a mountain collapse and the ground cracked, and the power of the Soulchaser was finally suppressed again.
Shen Lang cooperated with Xia Shan'er's combined force to counteract Wu Zang's soul chaser.
The violent explosion set off a wave of air, almost blasting the Uzang people with their guns.
"This is over!"
Wu Zang was frightened, the chaotic spiritual power in his body was empty, and he could not overcome any storms.
If he was hit again, he might be killed by that kid.
Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy!
Before the explosion sounded, Wu Zang grabbed Yuan Fei, turned and ran!
"Want to run?"
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and turned into a golden light, chasing Wuzang.