2705. Chapter 2705 Eighteen Bronze Men Formation

Qi Chi Nail Head originally planned to kill Shen Lang with one blow, so he aimed at Shen Lang's chest.

But the moment the Qi Chi Nail Head came into contact with Shen Lang's body, he keenly felt that there was an extremely powerful and shocking power hidden in Shen Lang's heart, and for a moment he felt threatened!

Intimidated by this overbearing force, the Seven Feet Nail Head soul body was in a trance for a while, and unexpectedly deviated from Shen Lang's heart and hit Shen Lang's chest and abdomen.

If Shen Lang's physical body had not been refined through five fires, the blow from the seven-foot nail head would have blown up his entire body.

After the blow, a large amount of blood mist floated in the sky, and a hollow blood hole was revealed in Shen Lang's chest and abdomen. There were also a large number of black arcs surging in the blood hole. His breath weakened sharply, and his body fell from the air.

"Master!!!"

Xiaorou's pretty face turned pale as she caught Shen Lang, her snow-white arms trembling.

Even though she was ready to die, her heart broke when she saw the hollow blood on Shen Lang's chest and abdomen. She hugged Shen Lang and cried in mid-air, with tears streaming down her face.

A large amount of blood gushed out from Shen Lang's mouth, nose and ears. His breath was constantly weakening, and soon it reached the point where his breath was like a gossamer. Moreover, his vitality was still disappearing, and he was about to die before his eyes!

"Is it an illusion?"

After the seven-foot nail head penetrated Shen Lang's body, it circled in the air, and he was secretly surprised.

He just clearly felt that there was an extremely terrifying energy hidden in this kid's body, and that energy was so powerful that it could frighten his spirit body!

"Impossible! A mere monk in the lower realm must not have anything that can make this saint fearful."

Qi Chi Ding Tou glanced at Shen Lang's body with his spiritual consciousness, but did not find anything like a powerful magic weapon.

"No matter what, kill this kid first!"

Qi Chi Nail Tou didn't believe this evil, so he turned into a black light again and struck directly towards Shen Lang's chest.

At this extremely critical time.

"stop!"

Not far away, Kutuo Monk's long-awaited ultimate move was finally released. A large golden light was released from the lantern in front of him, rendering the space tens of thousands of miles around into pure gold.

The space is filled with golden Buddhist inscriptions. The Buddhist inscriptions are like ten thousand chains, binding and binding the seven-foot nail heads among the lightning and flint!

The seven-foot nail head was really restrained by countless chains with Buddhist inscriptions, and could not move forward at all!

"Old bald donkey, you want to stop me? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

Qi Chi Nail Tou made an angry sound, and waves of black light surged out from his body, trying to break free from the shackles of the Buddhist chains.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the Buddhist chains were torn and broken.

"My Buddha is merciful, the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation!"

Kudama monk clasped his hands together, and a large amount of blood emerged from his body, pouring into the lantern. The Buddha's Fire Heart Lamp released a golden light as strong as the blazing sun, covering everything.

More and more chains with Buddhist inscriptions flew out from all directions, tightly wrapping the seven-foot nail head, and finally restrained the seven-foot nail head.

In addition, the dense Buddha light turned into a space vortex, which kept rotating and growing until it created a golden independent space!

As Kutuo Monk continued to burn his essence, blood and soul, a shadow of an Arhat appeared in the golden space, including the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, the Crouching Tiger Arhat, the Tota Arhat, the Long-Eyebrow Arhat, the Bag-bag Arhat, etc. Eighteen The Lords and Arhats gathered together.

Eighteen Arhats guard the eighteen corners of the golden space. Each Arhat has a different seal, suppressing the evil power of the Seven-foot Nail Head.

"Fuck, it's this damn formation again!"

Seven Feet Nailhead was furious.

Venerable Puyuan used these eighteen bronze figures to suppress him in Wushan, and then sealed him for thousands of years.

After witnessing the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation again, Qi Chi Nail Head felt psychologically shadowed. He was extremely emotional and had strong fear in his heart.

Because the body was restrained, a large amount of black energy surged out from the surface of the nail head, turning it into a ghost and fairy shadow again.

"Break it for me!"

The Ghost Immortal phantom opened its mouth and spat out dense black electric grids, blasting wildly in an attempt to break through the formation.

However, this Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is extremely strong. No matter how the ghosts and immortals attack, the Eighteen Lord Arhats in the formation will never fall.

A steady stream of Buddhist inscriptions burning and binding the seven-foot nail heads will never be extinguished.

In addition to suppressing the Seven-foot Nail Head, the Eighteen Lord Arhats will also produce a series of terrifying attack seals. The shadows of ghosts and immortals have been killed several times by the swastika seals.

"Old bald donkey, let me out!!!"

The re-condensed ghost and fairy shadow let out a ferocious roar.

Listening to his angry voice, it was obvious that he was frustrated.

The Kutuo monk sat in front of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, continuously shooting the colorful Buddha light into the lanterns, providing a steady stream of energy for the formation created by the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp.

Although the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is Kutuo Monk's strongest attack, Kutuo Monk's strength is far inferior to that of the original Venerable Puyuan. To use the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, he needs to continue to consume his own energy and sustain it. Not long.

This evil thing is too powerful. If Monk Kutuo slacks off, the Eighteen Bronze Human Formation may fall apart. Monk Kutuo can only rely on this formation to temporarily seal the seven-foot nail head to delay time.

Seeing that he had temporarily controlled the seven-foot nail head, Monk Kutu turned his consciousness to Shen Lang.

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"Master, don't scare me, don't leave Xiaorou!"

Xiaorou hugged Shen Lang and burst into tears.

However, Xiaorou also understood that she was not killed by the backlash of the blood contract technique, which proved that Shen Lang was still alive and could still be saved!

She wiped away her tears and took out a large number of bottles and jars from the storage ring with trembling hands. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, she stuffed the top healing holy medicines into Shen Lang's mouth.

Shen Lang is not dead, but he is very close to death.

The source of the Holy Sun's fighting energy at the center of the eyebrows pours out a large amount of Holy Yang's fighting energy, pouring into the whole body.

Unfortunately, dense black arcs surged from Shen Lang's wounds, and these black arcs continued to cause serious damage to Shen Lang's body.

The Shengyang War Qi in the body tried to resolve the black arc at the wound, but the black arc was too evil and overbearing. As soon as the Shengyang War Qi came into contact with the black arc, it turned into a burst of white smoke.

As for those healing elixirs, they were as useless as a stone sinking into the sea.

If the black arc in Shen Lang's body cannot be resolved, Shen Lang's injuries will not improve.

Xiaorou felt that Shen Lang's last vestige of vitality was disappearing, her heart was as anxious as a knife, her chest felt sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Monk Kutuo almost found out about Shen Lang's situation with his spiritual consciousness, and hurriedly sent a message to Xiaorou: "This female Taoist friend from the Tianhu tribe, the wound of the donor Shen contains a powerful curse, ordinary treatment methods It is impossible to cure Donor Shen."

"Donor Shen's condition is critical. If we delay for another minute or two, I'm afraid he will really die. Please also ask this female Taoist friend from the Tianhu tribe to rush to the cave where Lao Na lives and fill three thousand dollars with Lord Shen's blood. Among the glazed lamps. If the owner of the three thousand glazed lamps can be identified, Donor Shen may have hope of survival!"