Vol 3 Chapter 4095: Blood Clone

"Boom boom boom!"
A series of intensive attacks sounded, and the blood spit out from the sacred pupil of Shura carried a powerful force of destruction, twisting countless blood-colored thorns into debris.
Under the impact of the energy produced by the explosion, countless spiritual flowers in the sea of ​​flowers were instantly destroyed, and large areas of land were turned into a barren in the explosion.
Seeing that the spirit flowers that she planted by herself were all destroyed, the girl in the blood skirt was heartbroken. In order to obtain Shen Lang, she also laid her blood!
"Drink!" 　　 The girl in the blood skirt yelled softly, and an astonishing storm surged all over her body. She rushed out of the explosion. There was a sickle in her hand. Moving at Shen Lang's waist at an incredible speed
Stab!
Shen Lang felt the terrifying energy released from the sickle in the hands of the girl in the blood skirt, and he also sacrificed the giant sickle of Yama, poured chaos spiritual power with all his strength, and hit the sickle.
"clang!!!"
Between the electric light and flint, the sickle and Yama's giant sickle in the hands of the girl in the blood skirt slammed into a piece of extremely black light intertwined with the dazzling blood, bursting out an extremely sharp and piercing sound.
With the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth, Shen Lang resisted the impact of the blood light energy, gritted his teeth and said: "Girl, you helped me after all, and Shen doesn't want to fight with you. Strong twisted melon is not sweet, advise girl not to Stop me!"
"Hmph, after this girl knocks you down, you have the ability to say this again!"
The girl in the blood skirt was very excited, and waved the sickle in her hand wildly, slashing towards Shen Lang like a chaotic cloak.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Shen Lang also tried his best to mobilize the giant sickle of Yan Luo to stand up to the attack of the girl in the blood skirt. The Holy pupil of Shura at the center of his eyebrows continued to spit out bleeding, trying to force the girl in the blood skirt back.
However, the strength of the girl in the blood skirt was significantly stronger than the previous prison master, and her own cultivation had reached the peak of Luo Tianshang's late stage, and Shen Lang's attack could not suppress the opponent for a while.　　After fighting for a while, neither side has the advantage. In fact, Shen Lang is unwilling to be cruel. After all, this blood skirt girl is different from the other prisoner puppets in the hell. She is an immortal body cultivated by the wood spirit tribe. Once the body is severely injured, it is not so easy to recover.
complex.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that Shen Lang could resist for so long, the girl in the blood skirt also knew that she had underestimated the strength of the other party, and was annoyed and annoyed: "This girl doesn't believe that it can't cure you anymore, blood tan avatar technique!"
As soon as she screamed, the girl in the blood skirt flew out of her body with a large amount of blood-colored flashes, covering everything around her.
I saw the epiphany flying out of the girl in the blood skirt quickly gathered together and turned into another girl in the blood skirt, looking exactly like the deity!
This "Blood Tan Clone Technique" is the natal magic power of the girl in the blood skirt. After casting this, you can summon a clone close to the deity's strength to help the deity respond to the enemy.
With a "shoo", the girl in the blood skirt suddenly turned into a phantom, walking around behind Shen Lang like a ghost.
Shen Lang felt the thorns on his back, and was about to wave the giant scythe in his hand, slashing towards the clone behind him.
"My son, where are you looking?"
The girl in the blood skirt smiled evilly, waved the sickle in her hand, and slashed towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang smacked his lips, and had to give up attacking the clone of the girl in the blood skirt, and instead parried the attack from the deity of the girl in the blood skirt.
"Clang!!!" 　　 was another sharp and piercing sound. Just as Shen Lang resisted the attack of the blood skirt girl deity, the clone turned over and sacrificed a scarlet thorn whip, which was like a snake. Like flying towards Shen Lang, the speed is sudden
Can't prevent it!
"My son, I see how you can resist this time!"
The girl in the blood skirt sneered softly, the hook blade of the sickle in her hand stubbornly hooked the giant sickle in Shen Lang's hand, leaving Shen Lang no room for counterattack.
"Roar!"
Seeing that Shen Lang was about to be bound and bound by the long whip hit by the clone, an angry beast demon appeared immediately behind him, opened his mouth wide, bitten the thorn whip that struck like lightning, and uttered fierceness in his mouth. A deep roar.
"The wild angry beast!"
The pretty face of the girl in the blood skirt changed color slightly.
The angry beast had a frenzied hair, biting the thorn whip to death, the horns above its head rose sharply, bursting out raging golden light, and strangling towards the clone of the blood skirt girl.
Since breaking through the middle stage of Luo Tianshang, Shen Lang's body's ability of angry beast monsters has greatly increased, and he can release the breath of angry beasts without opening his mouth.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The avatar of the girl in the blood skirt is also not to be outdone. The green jade fingers pinched a magic seal, and a large swath of blood-colored petals gushed out of her body, hitting the golden light thread, bursting with a deafening roar.
The two forces remained deadlocked for a while.
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the help of the angry beast demon soul, otherwise it would be hard to say that he was the opponent of this blood skirt girl only with his soul body.
"Damn it, why is it so difficult to deal with the role of this girl in this prison!"
The deity of the girl in the blood skirt was full of resentment, waved the sickle in his hand angrily, and desperately launched a storm against Shen Lang.
"Blood eyes tear the sky!"
Shen Lang played steadily. When resisting the attack of the girl in the blood skirt, the sacred pupil of Shura at the center of his eyebrows continued to release blood light, exerting pressure on the deity and clone of the girl in the blood skirt, unharmed.
The girl in the blood skirt in front of her was just lonely in her heart and wanted to let herself stay with her. She was not malicious in her own right. She also answered her own questions just now, and she was kind to herself.
Shen Lang didn't want to hurt her, but it was not a problem to keep his hands everywhere.
In desperation, Shen Lang had an idea and turned his hand to offer a golden mirror, which is the "eight golden mirror."
This mirror is a spirit-level immortal treasure of Xuanyuan Three Sage's second child, and it has a powerful ability to trap and kill enemies. After Jiying died, these eight golden light mirrors belonged to Shen Lang, but they had not been used.
However, as far as Shen Lang's cultivation base is concerned, it takes a lot of chaotic spiritual power, even a trace of soul power, to use this treasure, which is not a big consumption, but in this situation, Shen Lang has no choice.
"Eight golden mirrors, open!"
Shen Lang escaped from the sky, and after throwing away the deity and clone of the girl in the blood skirt, he poured chaos spiritual power and a trace of soul power into the eight golden light mirror with all his strength.
"Buzzing!"
After the treasure mirror absorbed the large amount of chaotic spiritual power and a trace of soul power released by Shen Lang, the mirror suddenly shot out fierce golden light, like a ten thousand scorching sun bursting, and the golden light shot instantly swallowed and swallowed the deity and clone who chased the girl in the blood skirt. .
"what!"
The girl in the blood skirt, who was irradiated by the strong light, subconsciously placed the sickle in front of her, fully defending.
After she reacted, the deity and the clone were already trapped in the enclosed space made by eight golden light mirrors.
In the golden enclosed space, eight huge mirrors swirled around the blood skirt girl, releasing dazzling aura and terrifying aura.
"This...what is this!" The girl in the blood skirt looked at the space around her being completely sealed by eight mirrors, her pretty face turned pale, she couldn't help feeling palpitations.