Shen Lang took a step forward and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone. By the time he reappeared, he was already in front of the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord.
Facing Shen Lang, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord unleashed all his strength.
Experts could sense each other, and judging from Shen Lang's attack just now, he had definitely reached the Perfected Immortal realm. However, he had no idea which of the three realms of the Perfected Immortal realm Shen Lang was in.
When Shen Lang punched out, wind and frost rose up in the surrounding fifty kilometers. Even the scorching hot desert turned cold. An extreme chill that could freeze one's heart appeared around everyone.
Everyone couldn't help but shiver as their faces turned pale and their teeth chattered.
A frosty power shrouded the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord. Even with his strength, he didn't dare to resist Shen Lang's frosty fist.
Bang!
Frost splattered everywhere, and the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's fist that collided with Shen Lang's fist spread along his arm to his entire body.
"What?"
Sensing the invasion of the frost, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's expression suddenly changed. Immediately afterwards, the Divine Spring in his sea of consciousness surged and shattered the frost. He then threw a punch without hesitation, hoping to force Shen Lang back and give him a chance to catch his breath.
Shen Lang put one hand behind his back and gently threw out a palm with his other hand. The palm seemed ordinary, but it contained unparalleled power that seemed to be overwhelming.
The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord collided with Shen Lang's palm, and a huge force emerged. Before the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord could react, he was sent flying by the huge force.
Seeing this scene, Mie Wuqing, who had been calm and composed, began to have a change in expression. He initially thought that since the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord was here, these people were destined to be wiped out, and he would be able to take revenge for being humiliated by Feng Mo.
However, he didn't expect Shen Lang, who had always been gentle and refined, to be so terrifying. He managed to suppress the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord as soon as he attacked.
Although Feng Mo was seriously injured, he was also stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Lang's sudden outburst. He thought that since Shen Lang was young, Shen Lang would at most be on par with him no matter how talented he was.
However, judging from Shen Lang's attack at this moment, he felt that Shen Lang had already reached an inhuman level. The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord was definitely at the top of the Perfected Immortal Divine Sea realm, and very few people in the same realm could suppress him. Yet, Shen Lang managed to beat the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord in just a few moves... Could it be that Shen has reached the Dao Spring realm?
Feng Mo didn't dare to think about the Heavenly Completion Realm, because the Heavenly Completion Realm was only a legend. Only the legendary Buddhist Ancestors and Dao Sovereigns could reach that realm, and only Dao Ancestors could reach that realm.
Given Shen Lang's age, it was impossible for him to reach the level of the Dao Ancestor. However, it was more likely that he had reached the Dao Spring realm.
The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's long hair was disheveled, and he roared into the sky like a maniac. There was a faint mark between his eyebrows, and it was a blood-red 'kill' word. At this moment, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord was like a demon king as he exuded a terrifying murderous aura that surged into the sky. Even the phenomenon in the sky created by Shen Lang was somewhat dispersed by the terrifying murderous aura.
Shen Lang smiled faintly and looked at the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord with interest.
According to the strength of the Zhenwu Continent, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord should be around the Seventh or Eighth Heaven of the True God realm. However, if he were to fight against the True God powerhouses of the Zhenwu Continent, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord should have an advantage because his spiritual sense had already been formed. Before his essence soul was destroyed, he could be considered immortal, which gave him an advantage over the True God powerhouses.
The 'kill' mark between the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's eyebrows suddenly shone brightly and shot out a terrifying ray of light that entered the space between Shen Lang's eyebrows at lightning speed.
Seeing this scene, Feng Mo and Yue Qianxun frowned in unison. They knew that the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord had used the power of his essence soul in a bid to have a showdown with Shen Lang in terms of essence soul.
Shen Lang's mind was calm, and there was no change at all. The sea of essence soul was like stagnant water without any ripples.
The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's essence soul slowly condensed in Shen Lang's spiritual sense.
Looking at Shen Lang's spiritual sense, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's expression changed. Shen Lang's essence soul sea was even larger than the Essence Soul World that he had cultivated. It could be considered a boundless sea with no end at all.
"How is this possible? How can there be such a powerful spiritual sense?"
The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord murmured.
At this moment, Shen Lang's spiritual sense actually began to change. The originally white spiritual sense began to be half-black and half-white.
The white spiritual sense was as sacred as an immortal, while the black spiritual sense was like a demon king. All kinds of negative emotions appeared in it.
"Impossible, how can a person have two essence souls?" The Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's expression changed drastically when he saw the change in Shen Lang's spiritual sense.
"Welcome to my, Shen Lang's, world as a guest." Shen Lang, who was dressed in white, suddenly appeared above the white sea of consciousness.
After the white-robed Shen Lang appeared, another Shen Lang who was dressed in a black robe also appeared above the black spiritual sense.
Looking at the black and white Shen Lang, the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord fell silent. He knew that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked this time. He had never heard of anyone who could cultivate two essence souls. Even the Dao Lord and the Buddha had never said that a person could have two essence souls.
It was not that it was impossible to cultivate Dual Primordial Spirits, but the conditions were very harsh. If a person wanted to cultivate Dual Primordial Spirits, he would need to have great luck, great talent, and great perseverance. However, if that was all, it was not too difficult. After all, great luck, talent, and perseverance were countless in the past tens of thousands of years. The most important point was to be able to separate one's own good and evil thoughts.
For example, when the Buddha attained the Dao, he had severed his evil thoughts and eventually turned into a Demonic Buddha. Although that calamity was quelled by the joint efforts of the people of Elysium, the evil thoughts of the Buddha were incomparably powerful. However, even such a powerful existence like the Buddha could not combine the good and evil thoughts into one body. Shen Lang was the first person he had ever seen who could combine the good and evil thoughts into one body.
Such a person was the most terrifying. As long as he could completely control the good and evil thoughts, he would be able to exert the strength of two people. It could be said that his strength would be doubled.
The two Shen Lang, one with a kind smile, and the other with a sinister smile, made the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's hair stand on end. At this moment, he felt as if he had seen a gentleman in front of him and a demon behind him.
"Do you feel fear?" the black-robed Shen Lang asked in a strange manner.
"As long as you don't become my enemy, I'll let you off this time. How about that?" the white-robed Shen Lang said slowly.
The two of them were complete opposites. One of them was magnanimous, while the other was ruthless.
"Hmph, you can go to hell then." The black-robed Shen Lang humphed coldly, and in an instant, countless negative emotions surged in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness and shrouded the Seven-Slaughtering Demon Lord's essence soul.
"Ah …"
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