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“Very good, my little brother thanked Donghua for my best friend!”

Shen Lang was overjoyed and immediately moved towards Heaven and Earth. The giant bowed and bowed.

Ouyang Changfeng was even more shocked, kneeling down and praying: “Senior’s grace to recreate, Ouyang Changfeng will never forget!”

Heaven and Earth giant said solemnly: “You Don’t be too happy too early. Although the co-worker arm is a dead thing, but not anyone can control it. Just like the powerful Immortal Treasure will choose the owner, if you want the soul body to merge with the co-worker arm, you need to risk it. Divine Soul is at a huge risk of being backlashed, and this process takes a long time.”

“No matter what the risk, Junior is willing to give it a try!”

Ouyang Changfeng cup one fist said in the other hand.

Heaven and Earth giant nodded and said: “Since you have made up your mind, over there, before this Monarch merges with the Divide, quickly find the co-working arm, this Monarch will do it for you Complete the method of’Divine Soul Grafting’.”

“Good!”

Ouyang Changfeng immediately complied, thank you again and again.

Shen Lang interfaced: “Brother Ouyang, I’ll go with you, let me clean up the cultivators and dead souls of Hell’s Abyss by the way.”

” Many thanks Brother Shen.”

Ouyang Changfeng is slightly nodded.

“Lu Dongbin’s soul body has been divided for too long, Divine Soul is very weak, and it won’t last a few days, you go and return quickly.” Heaven and Earth giant asked.

“Yes!”

Shen Lang cup one fist in the other hand answered.

tone barely fell, Heaven and Earth giant shot a golden light from the center of the eyebrows, enveloped Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng, and teleported them out in a flash.

“sou! sou!”

When the golden light surging around the two disappeared, they reappeared in the great hall of the Hades Palace.

A large number of witches gathered outside the gate of the temple. The two of them did not at all act in a hurry, but spent several hours to recover from their injuries and make up for the chaotic spirit strength.

Although Shen Lang’s soul body’s injury has not fully recovered, it has the continuous treatment of the glazed heart lamp and fire, and the movement is not a problem. It is also a relatively large release of the power of the dirtless divine spring.

The power of divine spring is an energy source transformed by the blood of Shennong, and it is temporarily called the power of Shennong from now on.

With the power of Shennong, it is not a problem to deal with the witches and necromantic creatures in the abyss of hell.

A few hours later, the two walked out of Hades Palace.

A scene that shocked Shen Lang appeared. In the cave outside the Palace of Hades, all the cultivators gathered in the cave collapsed to the ground.

The flesh and blood skin of all the cultivators of the witch race is shriveled and aging. Almost all their hair is lost, and even the skeleton has shrunk drastically. The extremely dry skin is still overflowing with a strong breath of life in the mouth. The wailing of pain.

“What is this…”

Shen Lang startled, I don’t know what happened to this witch clan, and it suddenly aged to this point?

Ouyang Changfeng raised his eyebrows and explained: “The reason why these remnants of the witch clan can survive to this day is because of the Soul Power provided by Xuanye Wuzhu. Now Xuanye has When they die, they naturally suffer from backlash and cannot live for a few days.”

Shen Lang felt relieved after listening to Ouyang Changfeng’s explanation. Jiang Yang also said earlier that their witches and witches are all It was Soul Power who was separated by Xuanye Wuzhu to continue his life.

“Although these remnants of the witch clan won’t survive for a few days, it’s better to get rid of them. Brother Shen, I know you don’t like killing and bullying the weak. Let Changfeng do this dirty work. Right.”

Before Shen Lang could respond, Ouyang Changfeng took out the dark long spear, moved towards this group of half-dead cultivators and launched an attack.

“Ah!!!”

The screams coming one after another coming one after another, these witch cultivators have almost no resistance after being backlashed, they can only watch The tip of the spear in Ouyang Changfeng’s hand came straight out.

Without the support of Soul Power, the fleshy body of the wizard cultivator becomes extremely fragile. Ouyang Changfeng’s black long spear surged out of black lightning, and with no difficulty, the cultivator of the Witch Clan was bombarded to death.

In less than three minutes, all the cultivators of the Wu clan in the cave were all destroyed.

Shen Lang let out a sigh of relief.

Although Xuanye Wuzhu is despicable and vicious, but these witch cultivators and their own lacking hatred and enmity, if Shen Lang do it by himself, he will feel a little uncomfortable. Ouyang Changfeng did a great favor. .

“Brother Ouyang, Brother Ouyang, is taking action.” Shen Lang expressed gratitude.

“Brother Shen, you are welcome.”

Ouyang Changfeng took back the long spear and said: “The Gonggong arm is mostly hidden in the Wu clan. It should not be too late. Let’s go to the Witch Clan Land.”

“Okay!”

Shen Lang is nodded again and again.

“Call!”

Ouyang Changfeng suddenly whistled.

Not long ago, a huge skeletal bird flew from the sky. This is a monster bird puppet made by Black Domain Monster Race using the skeleton of a dead creature. It is usually used to carry the wounded. It just happens to be used.

As living souls, he and Shen Lang could not fly in the abyss of hell. The monster bird puppet just solved their problem.

The two flew away from Heiyu Mountain on the monster bird puppet and flew all the way at a low altitude. Shen Lang sat on the back of the monster bird puppet, releasing the innocuous holy light from time to time, killing as much as possible. Of all necromantic creatures.

Although the dead creatures in Hell’s Depths can’t be killed, it takes a lot of time to give birth to new dead creatures.

Cleaning out the dead creatures here is enough to ensure the stability of Hell’s Depths for 100,000 years.

half a day later, the demon bird puppet arrived at the Wu Clan border in the Land of Five Turbidities.

The Wu clan cultivator here is the same as the one in the previous cave, in a state of dying, and there are wailing sounds everywhere in the clan.

I have to say that the belief in ancestral witches of the witch cultivator has reached a point of madness. No matter how Ouyang Changfeng asks, these dying witches just refuse to tell the truth. A bit of news from the worker arm.

“Brother Ouyang, don’t ask, I have found a place where Gonggong’s arm might be stored!”

Shen Lang is standing on a hillside high in the Wu clan’s land, The Asura sacred pupil at the center of the eyebrows locked onto the altar in the center of the clan land.

The entire Wu tribe land is built from various animal bones and skins, and it is as simple as a primordial tribe. Only the altar in the center of the tribe land is very conspicuous.

The altar is made of black spar that is unique to Hell’s Depths. It is shining brightly. Shen Lang’s Asura sacred pupil can vaguely see the strange energy fluctuations coming from the bottom of the altar.

Ouyang Changfeng slaughtered the dying Witch cultivator, and then took the demon bird puppet with Shen Lang to the sky above the Witch tribe altar.

“Hah!”

Involuntarily, Ouyang Changfeng shot a huge black thunderball in his palm, hitting the open-air square in the center of the altar like a meteorite.

“hong long!!!!”

A loud noise like The earth shook and the mountain quivered followed.

In an instant, the buildings all around the altar were destroyed, but the spar bricks on the floor of the altar were not damaged.

Ouyang Changfeng is a bit unbelief in evil. This time, both palms came out, and a huge black thunderbolt vortex was hit, and it hit the center of the altar with a wave of sky and earth, and the huge rumbling sound was shocking.

Even after such a fierce attack, the altar still stood tall, but a large number of twisted dark blue runes surged around the ground, showing traces of array restriction.