Vol 3 Chapter 4121: Shadowless

Shen Lang had completely lost his ability to move, and his consciousness was very vague. He stared at the evil monk's head with a grim face, and a strong unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Even if he used the last killer's key, he still couldn't destroy this evil monk.
After all, this evil monk was transformed by the evil corpse of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Although the soul body is incomplete, it is still powerful. In terms of Shen Lang's cultivation base, even if he uses the Sealed Spirit Level Immortal Treasure, it is difficult to kill and eradicate it. .
At the moment, Shen Lang is struggling to dangle by the glazed heart lamp flame in his heart, and he may faint at any time. He is already extremely weak, and it is hard to even speak, let alone ask for help from the witches outside. .
This Hades Palace was shrouded in a powerful seal, and it was difficult for the voice to reach the outside world.
The evil monk's state is no better than Shen Lang. Although he has completely lost his mobility, he still has the last resort.
"Wuying, don't you come out quickly!"
The evil monk's head suddenly shouted.
As soon as the words fell, the dry blood pool behind the evil monk suddenly surged with a thick black light, and a dark shadow gradually appeared in the black whirlpool in the center of the blood pool.
The black shadows condensed into shape. It was the young man with black robe and white hair wearing a silver mask. His whole body exuded an unusually cold and violent aura, which seemed to cut off all emotions, making people like an ice cellar.
The masked youth is the direct disciple of the evil monk, Wuying.
"Wuying, quickly take this kid to the deity! Remember not to hurt this kid's soul body, just use the'wrapping rope' to restrain his soul body and capture it alive."
The evil monk head commanded to the masked youth.
In his eyes, Shen Lang's soul body would soon be replaced by his own lock, and the evil monk naturally wanted to protect Shen Lang's soul body.
"Yes, Master."
The masked youth responded indifferently, walking out of the blood pool slowly, with a slender whip lock in his hand, cold and cold.
The silver whip lock was shaped like a thin and long silver beetle, circling and flying on the right arm of the masked youth.
The surface of the whip lock is covered with sharp and shining silver dragon scales. The lock is a mini silver dragon head, and the sound of the dragon's roar is full of force, giving people a breathtaking pressure!
"Damn it!"
Shen Lang's face was twisted and ferocious, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He thought of many possibilities, but he couldn't think that the evil monk had a helper.
The Buddha's light control in the Hades Palace is so powerful that normal dead souls cannot step into this place. No one would have thought that there is a second monk in the Hades Palace.
Yes, the masked youth in front of him is not a dead soul, but a serious monk!
The masked youth who appeared in front of him was the same as Shen Lang, without a physical body, just a phantom soul body. Most of this person is also a living being who has fallen into the abyss of hell, otherwise he will not be able to walk safely in the palace of Hades.
It is precisely because this person is so special that the evil monk will accept him as a direct disciple and give orders on his behalf.
"Even if I die, I won't let you, a filthy evil thing, occupy my soul body!!!"
Seeing that the situation was already powerless, Shen Lang also completely gave up the struggle. He didn't know where he was, and he let out a frenzied roar.
Driven to a dead end, Shen Lang began to release the energy of the magic seed wildly. The dark golden magic seed in the soul is like a rotating star, and the magic light like a raging wave rushes out of Shen Lang.
For Shen Lang, the only way to kill this evil monk and this masked youth at the moment is to use the power of the magic seed to sacrifice the Shura Faxiang and strike a shocking blow!
Although the energy of the magic seed burst out in such a weak situation, and nine out of ten of his own souls would be destroyed because of the energy of the magic seed, but Shen Lang had no choice.
Even if he sacrificed his life, he did not want to be taken over by this evil monk.
"Boom boom boom!"
The terrifying black magic light released from Shen Lang's whole body swallowed and drowned everything in the Hades Palace in an instant, and the overwhelming sense of coercion was shocking!
"Wuying, do it now, don't let this kid explode his soul body!"
The evil monk thought that Shen Lang wanted to explode his soul body, and he was so scared that his soul flew into the sky. The charred head roared hysterically, his expression was extremely excited, he didn't want to see the cooked duck flying away!
"Longsuo, go!"
Between the sparks and flints, the masked youth threw out the silver whip lock in his hand.
I saw the whip lock burst out ten thousand silver lights, the lock head dragon made a ferocious roar, and the slender silver dragon flew towards Shen Lang with lightning speed.
Unfortunately, Shen Lang was still a step slower after all.
The speed of the winding dragon cable was too fast. Before Shen Lang could fully mobilize the energy in the magic seed, the silver dragon that flew by almost bound and bound his soul body at a speed like a teleport.
"Buzzing!"
The silver dragon's body wrapped around Shen Lang's body gushed out of extremely powerful silver light, like a powerful seal, and in an instant, all the energy in Shen Lang's soul was sealed to death!
"Do not!!!"
Shen Lang roared in grief and anger.
"Roar!"
The Yuanlong pendant at the neck of the neck gave out a violent purple light, and the Yuanlong’s spirit body soared, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, and gnawed towards the silver dragon, but was bitten by the silver dragon. The silver dragon’s wide mouth fangs directly attacked The Yuanlong spirit bit back into its original form.
The Yuanlong Spirit Soul was half-dead by the silver dragon, temporarily lost its spirituality, and his body disappeared.
This dragon rope is an immortal treasure of the Jilinling level bestowed by the evil monk to his direct disciples. This treasure is an imitation of the famous Tongxuan-level immortal treasure "Bound Dragon Root" in the ancient times of enlightened gods.
Although the dragon rope is an imitation, its ability is not weak at all. It belongs to the best among the spirits of the spirit level. Even the soul body of Da Luo Jinxian can restrain the seal, and restrain Shen Lang, the little Luo Tianxian, naturally. .
After the Yuanlong spirit was defeated, Shen Lang's soul body was completely bound and sealed by the dragon rope, unable to extract any more power.
"It's over!"
Shen Lang was already desperate, and he didn't expect that he was still planted in the hands of this evil monk in the end.
Seeing that Shen Lang's soul body was completely sealed by the winding dragon cable, the evil monk was so excited that he laughed frantically, "Hahaha, finally...the deity finally captured the soul body of the Chosen One!"
"From then on, the deity is the new master of this true immortal realm! The stupid Ksitigarbha, how stupid and stubborn you were in the past, the deity will prove, who is the real wise man and who I deserve to have it all!"
The evil monk yelled triumphantly, seeming to vent his frustration and unwillingness over the years.
"Wuying, show me the soul body of the Chosen One!"
After being proud, the evil monk couldn't wait to give orders to the masked youth. Unmoved, the masked youth drew a complicated seal in front of Shen Lang's bound soul body, and poured a trace of soul power into the seal, setting up a thick blood-light barrier, this barrier. Seems to be protecting Shen Lang's soul
The body is not harmed.　　 Seeing that the masked youth hadn't taken any action, the evil monk suddenly became a little anxious, and furiously said: "Wuying, didn't you hear the deity talking to you? Show me the soul body of the Chosen One!"