Lord of the World: I Became a Zombie

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The sound of a series of intensive attacks came, and the blood light spewed out of Shura's holy pupils carried a powerful force of destruction, twisting countless blood-colored thorns into pieces.

Under the impact of the energy generated by the explosion, countless spiritual flowers in the sea of ​​flowers were destroyed in an instant, and a large area of ​​land was turned into a barren land in the explosion.

Seeing that all the spiritual flowers that she planted with her own hands were destroyed, the girl in the blood skirt was heartbroken.

"drink!"

The blood-skirted girl let out a coquettish drink, and an amazing blood-colored storm surged up her whole body. She rushed out of the explosion, with a blood-colored sickle in her hand. He stabbed at Shen Lang's waist!

Shen Lang felt the terrifying energy released by the scythe in the hands of the blood-skirted girl. He also sacrificed the giant scythe of Yama, and poured all his chaotic spiritual power into the attacking scythe.

"clang!!"

Between the electric light and flint, the blood-colored sickle and the giant sickle in the hands of the blood-skirted girl collided with an extremely prosperous black light and dazzling blood light, making 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, and gritted his teeth: "Girl, you have helped me after all, and Shen is unwilling to fight with you. Strongly twisting melons is not sweet, I advise the girl not to Stop me!"

"Hmph, after this girl knocks you down and captures you alive, you can say this again if you have the ability!"

The girl in the blood-skirt was quite excited, and she waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand, and slashed towards Shen Lang like a chaotic cloak.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Shen Lang also tried his best to mobilize the giant sickle of Yama, parrying the attack of the blood-skirted girl, Shura Shengtong continued to spit out blood, trying to force the blood-skirted girl back.

However, the strength of this blood-skirted girl was significantly stronger than the previous prison master, and her own cultivation had reached the peak of the late Luo Tianshangxian, and Shen Lang's attack could not suppress the opponent for a while.

After fighting for a while, neither side had the upper hand. In fact, it was Shen Lang who didn't want to be ruthless. After all, this blood-skirted girl was different from other prison master puppets in hell. She was an immortal body cultivated by the Wood Spirit Race. Once the body was severely damaged, it would not be so easy to recover.

"Damn!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was able to resist for so long, the girl in the blood skirt knew that she had underestimated the strength of the other party, and she was angry and annoyed: "This girl can't believe that I can't cure you, the blood tantrum avatar technique!"

As soon as the tender voice fell, the blood-skirted girl flew out a large amount of blood-colored short-lived flowers, covering everything around her.

I saw the blood-colored short-lived flowers that flew out of the blood-skirt girl quickly gathered together and turned into another blood-skirt girl, exactly the same as the deity!

This "Blood Tan Clone Technique" is the blood-skirted girl's natal supernatural power. After using this technique, she can summon a clone that is close to the deity's strength to help the deity respond to the enemy.

With a sound of "咻", the avatar of the blood-skirted girl suddenly turned into a blood-colored phantom, walking around behind Shen Lang like a ghost.

Shen Lang felt a thorn in his back, and was about to wave the giant scythe of Yama in his hand and slash at the clone behind him.

"Sir, where are you looking?"

The blood-skirted girl smiled evilly, waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand, and slashed towards Shen Lang at the waist.

Shen Lang smacked his lips, and had to give up attacking the blood-skirt girl's avatar, and turned to parry the attack of the blood-skirt girl's deity.

"clang!!"

There was another sharp and ear-piercing crash. Just as Shen Lang resisted the attack of the blood-skirted girl's deity, the clone turned over and sacrificed a long whip of thorns that was as red as blood. The whip flew towards Shen Lang like a snake. Go, it's too fast to be caught off guard!

"Master, this time I will see how you will resist!"

The girl in the blood skirt sneered softly, and the hooked edge of the blood-colored sickle in her hand tightly hooked the giant sickle of Yama in Shen Lang's hand, giving Shen Lang no room to fight back.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to be bound and bound by the long whip struck by his clone, a furious beast and demon spirit immediately appeared behind him. He opened his **** mouth and bit the thorny whip that struck like lightning, and his mouth was violent. A low growl.

"The wild and angry beast!"

The pretty face of the girl in the blood skirt changed slightly.

The furious beast was furious, biting the long whip of thorns, and the horns above his head soared, shooting out a wave of golden light threads, strangling towards the blood-skirted girl's clone.

Since breaking through the middle stage of Luo Tianshangxian, Shen Lang's body's ability of the angry beast monster has greatly increased, and he can release the angry beast breath without opening his mouth.

"Boom boom boom!!"

The avatar of the girl in the blood skirt was also not to be outdone. The green jade fingers pinched out a seal, and a large amount of blood-colored petals poured out from all over the body, hitting the golden filaments of light, and bursting out with a deafening roar.

The two forces were deadlocked for a while.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the help of the angry beast and demon soul, otherwise, it would be hard to say that he would be the opponent of this blood-skirted girl with only his own soul body.

"Damn, why is this girl's role in this prison so difficult to deal with!"

The deity of the girl in the blood skirt was furious in her heart, and she waved the blood-colored sickle in her hand desperately, desperately launching a strong attack on Shen Lang.

"Blood eyes tear the sky!"

Shen Lang fought steadily. When resisting the attack of the blood-skirted girl, Shura's holy pupil at the center of his eyebrows continued to release blood light, putting pressure on the blood-skirted girl's deity and avatar, unscathed.

The girl in the blood skirt in front of her is just lonely and wants to stay with her. She has no ill intentions, and she answered all her questions just now, which is considered a drop of grace to herself.

Shen Lang didn't want to hurt her, but it wasn't a problem to keep his hands everywhere.

In desperation, Shen Lang had an idea and flipped his hand to offer a golden mirror, which was the "eight-door golden mirror".

This mirror is the Jiling-level fairy treasure of Xuanyuan Sansheng's second child Jiying, which has a powerful ability to trap and kill enemies. After Jiying's death, these eight golden mirrors belonged to Shen Lang, but they never took them out and used them.

However, in terms of Shen Lang's cultivation, to use this treasure requires a lot of chaotic spiritual power, or even a trace of soul power.

"Eight golden mirrors, open!"

Shen Lang jumped into the air~www.wuxiahere.com~ After throwing off the blood-skirt girl's deity and avatar, he poured chaotic spiritual power and a trace of soul power into the eight golden mirrors with all his strength.

"Buzz!"

After the treasure mirror absorbed a large amount of chaotic spiritual power and a trace of soul power released by Shen Lang, the mirror suddenly shot out a violent golden light, like a thousand scorching sun burst, and the golden light shot out instantly swallowed and drowned the deity and avatar of the girl in the blood skirt. .

"what!"

The blood-skirted girl who was irradiated by the strong light subconsciously put the blood-colored sickle in front of her and defended it with all her strength.

After she reacted, the deity and the clone had already fallen into the enclosed space made by the eight-door golden mirror.

In the golden enclosed space, eight huge mirrors revolved around the blood-skirted girl, releasing dazzling spiritual light and terrifying spiritual pressure.

"This... what is this!"

The girl in the blood skirt looked at the space around her that was completely sealed by eight mirrors, her pretty face turned pale, and she couldn't help feeling palpitations.