Let’s talk about Xue Jingyuan’s body not moving, and she didn’t take action, but a breath on her body instantly covered Shen Lang.

After looking at the three ancestors of Nangong Yan and the other three sects, they realized that this was the "death artistic conception", and were shocked!

Although the people in Tianfeng City have low cultivation, they can at least observe their expressions and expressions.

What can make the ancestors of the three sects so despicable is naturally extraordinary, and they all sweated for Shen Lang!

At this moment, in their eyes, Shen Lang, who was originally fighting spirit, suddenly stood there in the audience after being shrouded in that aura!

Everyone around could clearly see that Shen Lang was standing in the shadow of twenty feet in a radius.

But from this moment on, he could no longer feel his breath!

It seemed as if something in the middle isolated Shen Lang from the outside world...

Not only did Shen Lang's breath disappear, but his eyes began to turn blood red, and he clenched his fists and waved his forward repeatedly!

It seems to be resisting something!

But in people's eyes, in front of and around Shen Lang, there was nothing at all, only a faint shadow...

"Is this the legendary artistic conception of death? It's a big trouble now. This is something that kills people without blood..."

In front of the crowd, Ling Chen, who was pale-faced, said with anxiety in his eyes.

With Shen Lang's cultivation level, if he really wants to fight against him with a clear spear and a knife, Ling Chen and others will never worry that he will not be able to fight Xue Jingyuan.

However, the artistic conception of death is extraordinary and can be equated with a powerful seal.

If you want to break this seal, it is not the abundant spiritual power in the warrior's body or the power of his martial arts...

Even if a person with such cultivation level as Ling Chen, if he is accidentally shrouded by Xue Jingyuan's death artistic conception, he will probably die for a lifetime!

Or Shen Lang had learned a stronger artistic conception and directly used a powerful artistic conception to blast through it forcibly!

Or you can only break through with indestructible will and powerful divine thoughts!

However, although Shen Lang's sword intent is strong, it is completely different from the artistic conception of death.

Moreover, his sword intent seems to be not as strong as a sword to break the artistic conception of death, otherwise he would not have been able to break Yu Culture and the defenses.

And if Shen Lang has a strong sense of divine thought, no matter how strong Shen Lang is, he is still a sixteen-year-old boy.

Even if you start practicing from the womb, how powerful can your divine consciousness be?

In this case, you can only rely on his will to fight...

Ling Chen and others looked at each other and saw the horror and anxiety in each other's eyes.

The four of them were sweating all over their hands, but they pretended to be disregarded and winked at Zeng Wuming and others behind them.

Zeng Wuming and the other two immediately beaten and began to comfort Shen Haotian and his wife: "Brother Haotian, don't worry, the boy's bullshit artistic conception of the Xue family can't do anything to Shen Lang, don't worry."

"Not bad, I'm optimistic about Shen Lang. Yu Wenhua and this old monster were slashed by him. Xue Jingyuan was just a young boy, afraid of being furious!" Zui Qiangu said with a chance, but no one around paid attention to him at all, which made him feel quite bored.

"Uncle Tian, ​​Aunt Die, don't worry. Although this death mentality is powerful, Xiaolang's will is indestructible. This artistic conception cannot hurt him. I believe it!" Shui Qingwu held Luo Die's hand and said firmly: "What's more, there are seniors of the Buddha Sect here. If there is really a problem, they will definitely help!"

Shen Haotian and his wife looked at each other, and although they were nervous, they still nodded fiercely.

"The master in the air has such a strong cultivation level that he can shock eight powerful Wang Wujing masters. I believe that Lang'er will not encounter too much crisis." Shen Haotian could only comfort himself in his heart.

On the other side, when Xue Jinghara saw that the artistic conception of death easily covered Shen Lang, she immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, bastard, who do you think you are? How dare you scold me? Now I will let you see the true foundation of the ancient family! Let you understand how big the gap is between you and our children of big families!"

"If you can't get out of my death mood, you will definitely die! Fighting with me, you are still far from being there!"

Xue Jingyuan is also a smart person. Although she was furious before, she also took everything that happened in the air.

Moreover, I have seen Shen Lang and Yu Wenji's fight before. Although I look down on Shen Lang, I still feel a lot of fear in my heart.

Yu Wen and the peak cultivation level of the ninth level of Xuanwu Realm were even slashed by Shen Lang. His Xue Jing was only at the first level of Xuanwu Realm, and the gap was more than a little.

Even if Shen Lang doesn't use that ultimate move, killing him will probably not be too troublesome.

The powerful sword skills of the Tianqing Sect are not just "Demonic Sword Technique"!

And what's so bad is that the sword skills of the Tianqing School are all such things that can kill people at will!

He dared to walk down because he had a group of powerful followers, eight powerful Wang Wujing men, and his aunt supported him.

Eight powerful Wang Wujing, such a lineup, can be swept away a black iron-level force in a minute!

But now they were blocked by the bald donkey. The old monk Ranlai is famous for his luck. Even his aunt is still afraid of him.

It is obviously impossible to ask them to help kill this kid.

"Since I can't beat him, I will kill him with artistic conception! I am a genius of the Xue family and have already touched the artistic conception of death! Not to mention Shen Lang or a person from Tianfeng City, I wouldn't have to do much trouble if I want to kill him!"

"If Yu Wen and that old ghost are shrouded in my artistic conception, it will not be easy to come out! You little bastard, you are dead!"

Whether it is sword intent, sword intent, or death intent, these artistic conceptions are extremely powerful.

To understand this artistic conception, in addition to outstanding talents, you also need opportunities to go against the will of heaven.

For example, Ling Chen got the sword lotus and finally understood the sword intent.

If Ling Chen had not had the great fortune, it would have been impossible for him to encounter something like the sword lotus.

But at the Xue family, this kind of thing is nothing.

Xue Jing originally used the unique conditions of the Death Valley, the forbidden area of ​​the Xue family, to comprehend the artistic conception of death under the guidance of the elders of the family!

The entire Xue family's disciples have only learned the artistic conception of death by five fingers, and Xue Jing is originally in it!

Once this artistic conception of death unfolds, the person who is engulfed by this artistic conception will be immediately shrouded by the overwhelming breath of death, his spirit is eroded by the breath of death, and he will soon die in the illusion that is difficult to escape!

The reality of the illusion in the artistic conception of death is extremely terrifying. If the person inside thinks that he is dead, then no one can save him and he will truly die!

According to legend, a powerful man from the devil once enveloped a city with the artistic conception of death. In less than three hours, the entire city was completely in a state of madness, killing each other, and in chaos, and everyone lost consciousness.

During the bloody killing, hundreds of thousands of people have not survived!

The entire city became a place of death so simply!

This shows the horror of this artistic conception of death.

Therefore, even the ancestors of Nangong Yan and other three sects changed drastically.

And now, Shen Lang is shrouded in this artistic conception!

"Xue Jingyuan, if Brother Lang loses a hair, I will definitely tear you into pieces!"

Xue Dingdang gritted his teeth and cursed, then turned around and wanted to ask Master Kong Jing for help, but saw Master Kong Jing smiled slightly at her.

Then, Master Kong Jing's old voice came from Xue Dingdang's mind: "Don't worry, his artistic conception of death has just been realized for a while, but Shen Lang, who is protected by the Star Moon Bodhi Beads in his body. Moreover, if I expected it, Shen Lang would be able to walk out of this artistic conception of death without using the Star Moon Bodhi Beads."

"Master Kong Jing won't tell lies to me, let's wait and see for now!"

Xue Dingdang gritted his teeth and looked at Xue Jingyuan hatefully, and then turned his eyes to Shen Lang.

At this moment, the people around them, except Kong Jing and a few strong men, all retreated far away.

Because at this time Shen Lang seemed to have gone crazy and kept making moves to fight, as if he was fighting against thousands of troops.

The surroundings were filled with sand and stones, and the strong wind blew...

The horror of the artistic conception of death is beyond understanding by those who have never encountered it.

Most people outside the Death Arts are difficult to understand, but Shen Lang knows a lot in the Death Arts.

Shen Lang's momentum was rising rapidly and was about to fight Xue Jingyuan, but he never thought that this person was only five or six years older than Dingdang, and he had already understood the terrifying thing like the artistic conception of death.

Before he could dodge, he was silently shrouded in by the artistic conception of death.

As soon as he entered this area of ​​death's artistic conception, the next moment, Shen Lang found that he had entered an endless wilderness. Everything around him was extremely strange. Countless skeletons emerged from the ground, gathering towards him from all directions with their teeth and claws!

The boundless dead aura filled this space, covering the sky and the earth, and the evil is unparalleled!

The bright moon was almost blocked by the thick clouds transformed from death energy...

A long river of blood was rolling in front of Shenlang, and endless blood overflowed from the long river and spreading towards all directions.

The bloody smell is suffocating.

"The artistic conception of death... is very interesting..." Shen Lang murmured softly, and his fists came out, bombarding the skeletons that were swarming over directly.

However, there are countless skeletons, and many of them are extremely huge in size, like ancient giants, with infinite power.

There are also many skeleton racks that even Shen Lang couldn't recognize what kind of monster it was rushing towards Shen Lang, as if they were about to stomp him to pieces.

Even though many skeleton monsters were bombarded one by one by Shen Lang, the endless skeletons around were still surging like moths to the flames!

Then, the blood on the ground became more and more, as if the long river began to flood.

The blood washed over like a flood gathered near Shenlang, forming a sea of ​​blood. Suddenly, it boiled wildly as if it were boiling, and countless blood bubbles emerged from the blood.

In the blood bubbles, countless demon corpses began to crawl out, covered in blood, and began to crawl towards Shen Lang.

Those endless skeletons seemed to be afraid of these demon corpses, and actually gave them a way out.

Unlike ordinary demon corpses, the eyes of these demon corpses are not empty.

But it looks like the eyes of a living person!

However, what is revealed in the eyes of these demon corpses is fear, anger, grief, confusion, despair, unwillingness...and violence!

Any gaze can make ordinary warriors feel terrified!

Even Shen Lang's mind suddenly touched his body, and he felt like he was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was flowing backwards, and his breathing became a little confused.

Bloody and bloody winds, boundless!

The wind is howling, and the face is like a knife!

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