Chapter 4759

Shen Lang was beaten by Wu culture and retreated step by step, pouring out a lot of blood on the ground.

In the heat of their fight, the runes on the ground absorbed the blood of the waves little by little, and emitted a light golden light.

However, Shen Lang and Wu Wen didn't pay any attention to it.

Shen Lang is not the opponent of Wu culture at all. He is not so much fighting with Wu culture as being beaten unilaterally by Wu culture.

Wu Wenhua was extremely resentful. For a while, he didn't want to kill Shen Lang directly, so he decided to let the boy suffer a lot to vent his anger.

No matter what means Shen Lang uses, it is hard to hurt Wu culture.

Even if the Shura flame can barely burn Wu culture's flesh, Wu culture's flesh recovery ability is extremely adverse, and the whole body is golden, and the slight burn on the flesh instantly recovers as before.

Shen Lang is also desperate. He knows that he can't be Wu Wen's opponent. If he continues to fight like this, he will die here. He must find a way out.

"Shura Dharma phase!"

Shen Lang clenched his teeth and showed Shura Dharma phase again. Behind him, there was a burning demon Dharma phase.

"Go

Under the control of Shen Lang, the evil spirit and Dharma Prime Minister surged into the sky, carrying the earth shaking black magic flame and storming toward Wu culture.

"Fool, do you really think the same trick will work for me?"

Wu culture scorns and sneers, and a golden long gun stands out in the palm of his hand.

"Whew", Wu culture throws out the golden spear.

Between lightning and flint, the long gun that flies out bumps into the magic magic.

"Boom!"

With the sound of earth shattering, the golden light and the black flame are interwoven, and the terrible energy wave suddenly sweeps the whole mountain top.

Naturally, Shen Lang's purpose is not to hurt Wu culture. He knows it's unrealistic. His real purpose is to create opportunities and let himself escape.

"Blood shadow skill!"

At the moment when the magic spirit and Dharma phase burst, the waves turned into a blood shadow and swept towards the cliff as fast as possible, ready to jump down the Canglong mountain.

Shen Lang thinks very clearly that since he is not the opponent of Wu culture and has no hope of winning, he can only run away.

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking has long been guessed by Wu Wenhua.

"Boy, it's naive of you to think that our general can't guess your tricks!"

In the sound of the explosion came Wu culture's scornful laughter.

At the moment when Shen Lang was approaching the cliff, Wu Wenhua made a seal with both hands and yelled out: "Dragon Seal!"

With the sound of shaking and drinking, the seal of Wu culture's fingertips gushed out countless golden runes. A large number of golden runes condensed into a golden chain.

The chain catches up with Shen Lang with lightning speed and turns Shen Lang into a blood shadow between lightning and flint.

"No!"

Shen Lang's face changed greatly, and his right hand turned into a huge claw of blood shadow, and suddenly split toward the chain that bound his body.

With a roar of "boom", the blood shadow claw burst out shocking blood light energy after hitting the chain. Only a slight gap was made in the chain, and the gap was filled and repaired by the golden Rune surging on the surface of the chain.

Wu culture grasped the other end of the chain and pulled hard.

Just a short distance from the cliff, the waves were dragged back by Wu culture.

"It's over!"

The sinking wave was really shocked. He struggled hard to get rid of the golden chain.

But no matter how he struggled to change the state and shape of blood shadow, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the golden chain, and he didn't know what kind of energy the strange spiritual chain was made of.

"Don't waste your efforts, boy. Even the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian may not be able to get rid of the shackles of the Dragon Seal for a while, let alone you little Daluo Jinxian. "

Wu Wenhua sneered and saw that his body was shining with gold, and a large number of golden threads appeared on his body.

"The silk of the law!"

Shen Lang's pupil dilates. The energy of the golden spiritual chain that binds him comes from the silk of law in Wu culture. No wonder it has such a strong binding force!

Looking closely, there are thirty-nine threads of law in Wu culture!

Although not as many as Huang Feihu, it is not less.

Shen Lang's face looks like earth. This time, he fell into Wu Wenhua's hands. I'm afraid that the end will be more bad than good.

Wu Wenhua returned to his normal figure. This time, he was not polite. In his palm, he once again gathered a golden spear, which directly stabbed at Shen Lang's chest.

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