Chapter 1162
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Unfortunately, these silent monks were once gods, and their strength was not to be underestimated. Zhu Minglang had no choice but to turn around and deal with them.
Within the layers of Bi 'an Sky Cloth, each of the silent monks stood tall like a heavenly army. Some of them could grab lightning with their bare hands and throw it like a spear. Some of them were skilled in palm techniques, and each of their palms left a huge fiery palm print in the desert. Some of them were proficient in leg techniques, and a casual kick could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack!
Of course, these monks were the best of the best in this group of monks.
Zhu Minglang summoned the purple dragon and had it fight the lightning wielding monk.
Then, Zhu Minglang summoned the fairy Fluorescent Dragon and had it fight two monks by itself. One monk was skilled in palm techniques, and the other was skilled in leg techniques!
"Xuan Sa, focus on dealing with Wei Huan. She'll definitely come back," Zhu Minglang jumped down from Xuan Long and landed in the scorching desert.
Xuan Long nodded and maintained his Soaring Sky posture, keeping an eye on Wei Huan's movements.
Wei Huan hadn't gone far. She was probably treating her wounds and looking for a suitable opportunity to attack again.
Wei Huan's sword was too powerful, and could kill Zhu Minglang and Zheng Yu. They had to keep an eye on her.
It would be best if Xuan Long could find her and severely injure her. Only then would the situation be in their favor.
On the other side, the battle between Zheng Yu and Hong Mo was also very intense. Zhu Minglang could only see the sky collapsing. Hong Mo was like a demon god, riding on the back of a nine-headed evil dragon. At times, he would summon Ghost Acid Rain, at other times, he would roar with Black Desolate Wind, and at other times, his mouth was like an abyss, about to swallow the world in one gulp!
Zheng Yu was like a wanderer walking in a storm. His thin straw raincoat couldn't withstand the harsh weather, but he was always able to neutralize the opponent's divine abilities.
At this moment, Zheng Yu bit his finger and used his blood as ink to write a line of words in the air!
This line of words floated in the air like an ancient seal. The bloody words glowed with golden light and turned into a sealing power that branded Hong Mo's body. Hong Mo's demonic shadow immediately disappeared. His ability to summon wind and rain was also suppressed by the bloody words glowing with golden light.
Zhu Minglang asked Bai Qi to protect Zheng Yu, but Bai Qi did not move an inch.
During the fight, the nine-headed evil dragon tried to tear Zheng Yu to shreds many times, but the Worshipper Moon White Dragon forced the nine-headed evil dragon back.
Hong Mo's strength was above Wei Huan's, and his divine abilities were very strange. Zhu Minglang would need a higher cultivation level to deal with them.
If it weren't for Zheng Yu's ability suppressing him, even with Xuan Long and the White Dragon, Zhu Minglang felt that his life would be in danger.
Hong Mo probably had the strength of an upper level Shen Jun, or even a lower level Shen Jun!
Hong Mo, the Silent Monks, the Devil Transformation Zhaoyao Shen, and the Northern Palace Sword Immortal Wei Huan......
This was the determination to see his corpse no matter what!!
Zhu Minglang couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
If Zheng Yu hadn't become a Divine Official of the Earth Temple, his life would be in danger!
"Miao ~!"
As Zhu Minglang expected, Wei Huan didn't go far. She once again executed her Firmament Sword in the air.
The Kasaya Array made it so that Zhu Minglang could not see Wei Huan at all. The Xuan Dragon also could not break through this layer of array. It could only fight from afar and try its best to use its tail to neutralize the Skyfall Sword.
Zhu Minglang tried his best to stand in a relatively safe position in the desert.
Without Stegosaurus by his side, Zhu Minglang recklessly got sucked into the whirlpool of power. It was also very dangerous.
But the Silent Monks' killing intent towards Zhu Minglang was very, very heavy.
Apart from that, there were also a few Ascetic Monks with high cultivation in the Tian Shu Holy Temple. They appeared in the desert one after another. They were like a divine army that could annihilate an entire country. They were charging towards Zhu Minglang's position!
When Zhu Minglang saw the Silent Monks and the Ascetic Monks, he didn't hesitate and summoned Nüwa.
Nüwa stood beside Zhu Minglang. She bent down and grabbed a handful of fine sand on the ground. Then, she blew at the enormous Ascetic Monk army!
It was like casting beans to form soldiers. The fine sand that flew out turned into strong Sandmen one after another. It could be said that a desert army had suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Minglang. They charged towards the Ascetic Monk army and clashed with them!
After Nüwa completed the Sand Soldiers spell, she squeezed out a few drops of tears from her blue eyes.
She mixed her tears with the sand on the ground. Nüwa placed one hand on her chest, while the other hand nimbly pinched the sand …
After making a Sand Tearman, Nuwa gently placed it on the ground and blew on it. The Sand Tearman, which was made from Nuwa's tears and molded into a human shape, quickly came to life.
The Sand Tear Humanoid had flesh and blood. The sand on the ground gathered toward its body as it ran forward. When it entered the battlefield, the Sand Tear Humanoid had turned into an ancient giant that had turned into sand!
Nüwa made a few more people and turned them into Ancient Giants one by one.
These Ancient Giants were the ancient War Gods. They had boundless strength and bodies like mountains. They belonged to a special race of Ancient Gods. The Ancient Giants that Nüwa made seemed to have life and divinity. The Ascetic Monk army and the Silent Monks were blocked by the Sandman Gods that Nüwa had "transformed" into!
In a place like this, Nüwa's Rock Secret Spell could be unleashed to the extreme. Even Zhu Minglang didn't expect Nüwa to be this strong. If Nüwa could evolve into a Shenjun, she should be able to unleash strength that far surpassed most Shenjun!
"Naya!"
Suddenly, Nüwa showed a nervous expression. She took a few steps towards Zhu Minglang and stood in front of Zhu Minglang.
At the same time, Zhu Minglang also sensed danger. Among that group of unremarkable Ascetic Monks, one of the Ascetic Monks had suddenly exploded with astonishing speed and strength. He wielded a cold sword and charged towards Zhu Minglang!
Nüwa quickly made a hand seal and formed a huge sand mountain.
However, the sand mountain was shattered by the opponent's sword. Zhu Minglang could clearly feel the surging sword energy sweeping towards him!
This was the power of a Shenjun!
Zhu Minglang was shocked. There was actually a Shenjun Sword Immortal hidden in this desert!
"Shua!"
Nüwa was pierced by the sword. Cold blood splashed onto Zhu Minglang's body.
Zhu Minglang could almost feel the stinging pain.
"Ssss!" The Innate Fiend Dragon that had been hiding beside Zhu Minglang immediately bit towards the Shenjun Sword Immortal. The opponent clearly didn't expect a Yin Dragon to be hiding beside Zhu Minglang. This caused her to lose the chance to deal a fatal blow to Nüwa.
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