Chapter 4898

"Tibetan Taoist friend, Shen's speech is not a truth. Everyone has different definitions of good and evil, and I don't know how to explain the relationship between cause and effect and good and evil."

Shen Lang said frankly.

"It doesn't matter. What Shen Daoyou said just now also inspired the poor monk. Maybe the teacher's obsession, as you said, doesn't make any sense."

The monk robed youth shook his head and sighed, and there was no longer any hesitation in his heart.

He saw his palms folded and his mouth reciting Sanskrit.

Impressively, the Buddhist scriptures above the head surged like a tide, and then turned into a vortex.

The seal of shurata was untied by the monk robed youth at this moment.

"Buzzing, buzzing!"

The golden light released by Pangu's broken foot poured down, and the terrible energy fluctuation almost wanted to devour and drown the people in the tower.

The whole shurata was roaring and trembling.

The young man in the monk's robe used his palms all day to play a dazzling nine color Buddha light to resist the impact of the golden divine light.

"Shen Daoyou, I won't last long. Take away the broken foot quickly!" the monk robed youth preached.

"Good!"

Shen Lang took a deep breath and immediately turned into a blood shadow and flew to Pangu's broken foot over the tower.

The power of the divine light released by Pangu's broken foot is comparable to that of Pangu's broken arm in the previous water witch tomb. Shen Lang's body and soul may have been moistened by Pangu's divine light and can barely withstand the energy fluctuation of the divine light.

At the moment when he was close to Pangu's broken foot, Shen Lang offered up the reincarnation heaven palace and collected the Pangu's broken foot in the Shura tower into the second floor of the reincarnation heaven palace.

Seeing that Shen Lang could touch Pangu's wreckage without injury, the monk robed youth was completely relieved and sighed: "the poor monk's task has been completed."

Zhen Yuanzi and others also showed joy.

When Shen Lang floated to the ground, there was a roaring voice outside the Shura Tower: "Shen Lang child, get out of here quickly!!!"

The people in shurata were immediately disturbed.

Listening to the roar, Shen Lang's face changed greatly: "this voice... Is Kong Xuan!"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned and said, "the thief army of Shang and Zhou is really haunted."

As soon as the voice fell, an earth shaking roar came from outside the shurata.

Kong Xuan fought with the listen of the mountains in the guardian world.

Outside shurata.

"Those who dare to break into the mountains will die!"

He was extremely angry. He opened his mouth and spit out a large area of black sea water. Countless yecha ghosts emerged in the sea water. He rushed towards Kong Xuan with a three pointed fork in his hand.

"Hum, little skill!"

Kong Xuan's face showed disdain. As soon as he brushed his sleeve, he rolled up a sea of five-color thunder and ran into the ghost of Yasha.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of harsh roars burst.

Countless yecha ghosts turned into nothingness under the bombardment of five-color thunder, but those yecha ghosts that were bombarded soon condensed into shape and launched attacks one after another.

"Eh? Is it the art of reincarnation?"

Kong Xuan was surprised to see the bodies of the yecha ghosts killed by the supernatural powers recovered. He didn't expect that such a brilliant power of law was shrouded in this boundary mountain.

The so-called reincarnation is a spiritual power based on the law of reincarnation.

The soul in this spiritual realm can be transformed into an immortal body. It belongs to an extremely brilliant divine power and is at least a third-order peak divine skill.

Although this spiritual realm is brilliant, it also depends on the ability of the "soul manipulator".

Just listening to this skill, you can't fight Kong Xuan at all.

"Third order magic, nine color thunder!"

Kong Xuan pushed his palms forward, rolled up the dazzling nine color thunder in his palms, and swept away at the incoming yecha ghost.

The nine color thunder light carried an indescribable strange power and killed all the yecha ghosts in an instant. Before these ghosts were reunited, the nine color thunder light attacked the listening in the black cloud at a fleeting speed.

Listening, his face changed greatly. He had never seen such an appalling force of thunder.

Seeing the nine color thunder suddenly hit, listening was almost unavoidable.

"Stop!!!"

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