Vol 3 Chapter 4139: Witch altar

"Great, my little brother thanked Donghua brother for my best friend!"
Shen Lang was overjoyed and immediately bowed to the giant of heaven and earth.
Ouyang Changfeng's heart was shaken even more, and he knelt down and worshiped: "The grace of the predecessors, Ouyang Changfeng will never forget!" The heaven and earth giant said in a deep voice: "Don't be happy too early, although the co-worker arm is dead Things, but not everyone can control it. Just like the powerful Xianbao will choose the owner, if you want the soul body to merge with the Gonggong arm, you need to risk
There is a huge risk of the spirit being eaten back, and this process also takes a long time. "
"No matter what the risk, juniors are willing to give it a try!"
Ouyang Changfeng folded his fists and said.
The giant of heaven and earth nodded and said: "Since you have made up your mind, you will quickly find the co-worker arm before you merge with the soul, and you will complete the method of ‘soul grafting’."
"it is good!"
Ouyang Changfeng immediately responded, and repeatedly thanked him.
Shen Lang said, "Brother Ouyang, I'll go with you. I'll go and clean up those witch monks and dead souls in the abyss of hell."
"So thank you Brother Shen."
Ouyang Changfeng nodded slightly.
"Lv Dongbin's soul and body have been divided for too long, and the soul is very weak, and it will not last a few days. Go and return quickly." The giant of heaven and earth asked.
"Yes!"
Shen Lang clasped his fists in response.
As soon as the voice fell, a golden light shot from the center of the eyebrows of the giant of heaven and earth, covering Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng's body, sending them out in an instant.
"Whizzing!"
When the golden light surging around the two of them disappeared, they reappeared in the hall of the Hades Palace.
A large number of witches gathered outside the gate of the temple. The two of them did not act in a hurry, but spent several hours to recover their injuries and supplement the chaotic spiritual power.
Although Shen Lang's soul body's injury has not fully recovered, he has the glaze heart lamp flame to continue to heal, and his actions are not a problem, and it is also a relatively large release of the power of the godless spring.
The power of Wugou Shenquan is a source of energy transformed by the blood of Shennong, and is temporarily called the power of Shennong from now on.
With the power of Shennong, it is not a problem to deal with the witches and necromantic creatures in the abyss of hell.
After a few hours, the two walked out of the palace of Hades.
A scene that shocked Shen Lang appeared. In the cave outside the Hades Palace, all the witch monks gathered in the cave collapsed to the ground.
The flesh and blood of all Wu Clan monks were shriveled and aging, their hair almost all lost, and even their bones had shrunk drastically. The extremely shriveled skin was still overflowing with a strong breath of death, and there was a painful wailing in the mouth.
"What is this..."
Shen Lang was taken aback, and he didn't know what kind of changes had happened to this witch clan that would suddenly age to this point?
Ouyang Changfeng raised his eyebrows and explained: "The reason why these remnants of the witch clan can survive to this day is only the soul power provided by the Xuanye Wuzhu to survive. Now that Xuanye is dead, they are naturally backfired. , Will not live for a few days."
After listening to Ouyang Changfeng's explanation, Shen Lang felt relieved. Jiang Yang also said earlier that their witch clan witches are all relying on the soul power of Xuan Ye Wu Zhu to continue their lives.
"Although these remnants of the Witch clan will not survive for a few days, it is better to get rid of them. Brother Shen, I know you don't like killing and bullying the weak. Let Chang Feng do this dirty work."
Before Shen Lang had time to respond, Ouyang Changfeng sacrificed a pitch-black spear and attacked the half-dead Wu Clan monks.
"what!!!"
The screams followed one after another. After being backlashed, these witch monks had almost no resistance. They could only watch the tip of the gun in Ouyang Changfeng's hand pierce directly.
Without the support of spirit power, the body of the Wu Clan monk became extremely fragile. The black lightning spewed from the dark spear in Ouyang Changfeng's hand, easily blasted the Wu Clan monk to death.
In less than three minutes, all the Wu Clan monks in the cave were destroyed.
Shen Lang let out a breath.
Although Xuan Ye Wuzhu was despicable and vicious, these Wu Clan monks had no grievances and no enmity against him. If Shen Lang were to do it himself, he would feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, but Ouyang Changfeng did a great favor.
"Brother Lao Ouyang shot." Shen Lang showed gratitude.
"Brother Shen, you are welcome."
Ouyang Changfeng retracted the spear and said, "The Gonggong arm is mostly hidden in the Wu clan land. It should not be too late. Let's rush to the Wu clan land."
"it is good!"
Shen Lang nodded repeatedly.
"Call!"
Ouyang Changfeng suddenly whistled.
Not long after, a huge skeletal bird flew from the sky. This is a monster bird puppet made by the Black Territory Monster Race using the skeleton of a dead creature. It is usually used to carry the wounded, and it can be used right now. .
As the souls of living beings, he and Shen Lang were unable to fly in the abyss of hell, and the monster bird puppets just solved their difficulties.
The two flew away from Heiyu Mountain on the demon bird puppet and flew all the way at a low altitude. Shen Lang sat on the demon bird puppet's back, releasing innocent light from time to time, killing all the dead creatures in sight.
Although the dead creatures in Hell's Depths can't be killed, it takes a lot of time to give birth to new dead creatures.
Clearing out the dead creatures here is enough to ensure the stability of Hell's Depths for 100,000 years.
Half a day later, the demon bird puppet arrived at the border of the Wu Clan in the Land of Five Turbidities.
The witch monks here are the same as those in the previous caves, in a state of dying, and wailing sounds are heard everywhere in the clan.
It has to be said that the belief in the ancestral witches of the witches has reached a level of madness. No matter how Ouyang Changfeng asks them, these dying witches are not willing to tell the slightest news about the co-worker arm.
"Brother Ouyang, don't ask, I have found a place where the Gonggong arm might be stored!"
Shen Lang stood at a high point on a hillside in the Wu clan land, and the Asura sacred pupil at the center of his forehead locked on the altar in the center of the clan land.
The entire Wu tribe land is built of various animal bones and skins, and it is as simple as a primitive tribe, except for the altar in the center of the tribe land.
The altar is made of black spar unique to Hell's Depths, and it is shining brightly. Shen Lang's Asura sage pupil can vaguely peer into the strange energy fluctuations coming from the bottom of the altar.
After Ouyang Changfeng slaughtered the dying Wu Clan monks, he took the monster bird puppet with Shen Lang and came to the sky above the Wu Clan altar.
"drink!"
Involuntarily speaking, Ouyang Changfeng shot a huge black thunderball in his palm, which hit the open square in the center of the altar like a meteorite.
"Boom!!!"
A loud noise like the shaking of the mountain followed.
In an instant, the buildings around the altar were destroyed, but the spar bricks on the ground of the altar were not damaged.
Ouyang Changfeng was a little unbelieving in evil. This time, both palms came out, and a huge black thunder vortex was shot out, and it hit the center of the altar with the force of the sky and the earth, and the huge roar was deafening.　　 Even after receiving such a fierce attack, the altar still stood tall, but a large number of twisted dark blue runes surged around the ground, showing traces of formation restrictions.