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Chapter 2 Bloodline Awakening

"Amitabha, since Mr. Li has passed away, why not go to the Pure Land soon? Why should you stay in the world and cause disaster!" The master still said it.

"Monster, why bother with my family affairs? This evil son, I must destroy him today!"

The yin energy in the void began to gather, and then a hunched black shadow appeared in front of everyone.

"What is this master?" Shen Lang grabbed the corner of Master Lingyou's clothes and looked at the things in front of him. He felt fear that reached his heart. The cold breath made him feel like he fell into an ice cave.

"Evil Spirit" Zen Master Lingyou said two words lightly.

"Donor, you are not very resentful now. Why not be reborn as soon as possible? I will recite scriptures for you to be saved!" said Zen Master Lingyou.

"Reincarnation, if I don't kill this evil son, how can I be reincarnated with peace of mind!" As I spoke, the black shadow turned into a meteor and rushed towards Li Qing beside him.

"Be careful!" But it was too late, and Li Qing flew out and hit the wall.

"How dare you hurt someone, the great power of the dragon, the Vajra flame, the Prajna Buddhas, the Prajna Ba Mah!" Zen Master Lingyou slapped out with his palm, and a golden Vajra flame instantly enveloped the black shadow.

The black shadows roared in the flames, but everything was useless. After a moment, the black shadows turned into ashes.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Lingyou said the Buddha's name and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Shen Lang quickly stepped forward and held his master. At this time, Zen Master Lingyou's breath became a little weak.

"Stinky monk, you are still obsessed with my mother's words!" A strange voice appeared in the void.

Afterwards, the entire house changed, and there was no scene of the wealthy mansion just now.

In front of me, there was a ruin, a large snake that was dozens of feet tall, above the mass grave.

But the upper body of the snake is a charming woman.

"Monk, you bad my good things back then. Today is the time for you to pass away!" the woman said.

The owner of the manor Li Qing just now had turned into a toad spirit holding a steel fork.

"King, how did I perform just now?" The toad spirit spoke and stood there to seek credit.

"Toad Spirit, you've done a good job. When this old monk dies, he will share your flesh!" After the banshee said that, a pair of snake eyes staring at Master and disciple Shen Lang.

"Amitabha, Meiji, you are going to kill me. Let my disciple go, I am willing to slaughter you!" Master Lingyou said to the female snake demon.

"Stinky monk, do you think it's possible? When you killed my husband and children, why didn't you remember to open the net?" The female snake demon roared angrily.

"Amitabha, since that's the case, Meiji is going to use the means of subduing demons today!" Master Lingyou said, as he untied the cassock on his body and threw it towards Meiji.

"The great power of the Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored One of Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, the Prajna Ba Mah!" As Zen Master Lingyou slapped out his palm, and his cassock continued to grow bigger and wrapped around Meiji.

"A little trick of the divine cuckold, stinky monk, today I will send you to the Buddha to apologize for my husband and children!" As he spoke, a mouthful of green gas was spit out from Meiji's mouth, and the robes fell to the ground in an instant.

Zen Master Lingyou vomited blood, and his whole body became even more depressed: "Disciple, please go quickly and go to Tianlong Temple to find my senior brother!"

"Master, no, I won't leave!" Shen Lang remembered the goodness of his master at this time. Although he had only been together for more than a month, Shen Lang felt the love of his elders from his master. This kind of love was something he had longed for in his previous life.

Since you have obtained it, how can you easily lose it?

"Strange, don't even think about hurting my master!" Shen Lang walked to his master.

"Little boy, I'll eat you first. The master who is eating there, let you go to Buddha to reunite!" As Meiji spoke, Snake Xin licked the corner of her mouth, as if what she saw was really her delicacy.

The tail was pulled out directly, and Shen Lang suddenly felt a huge force pounding on him, and he flew backwards, hitting three graves and tombstones before stopping.

"Old monk, die!" After saying that, Meiji looked at Zen Master Lingyou.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Lingyou clasped his hands together, and a golden light appeared behind him.

Although this light is very little, the golden light of merit is quickly repairing Zen Master Lingyou, his seriously injured body.

"Hmph, don't think about it!" Meiji's mouth of poisonous fog instantly enveloped Zen Master Lingyou, and the golden light and green light confronted each other, constantly making noises like firecrackers.

"Old monk, don't struggle to death anymore!" As he spoke, Meiji vomited a sip of poisonous gas again, and the golden light began to dissipate, and finally disappeared completely.

"Puff" Master Lingyou, a mouthful of blood, suddenly his whole body's energy became weak.

"Master!" Shen Lang roared heartbrokenly. Looking at the master who flew backwards to him in the air, Shen Lang climbed up with difficulty, came to the master, and used his weak body to protect the master behind him.

"Master, let's get your apprentice to stop this journey for you!" Shen Lang shouted loudly.

At this moment, the sky was changing, and Shen Lang became the center of the world, a vigorous blood energy in his body began to burst out, and golden flames appeared around him.

As soon as the beast roar appeared, a phantom appeared behind Shen Lang.

A golden dragon slowly rose. In this world, dragons are a common creature, and there are also things like five-clawed golden dragons.

But the dragon behind Shen Lang is a bit special. He is not the same as the ordinary golden dragon. His horns are the seven-color streamers of the explosion, but its claws have nine.

"How is the ancient true dragon bloodline possible? I don't believe it!" Mei Ji roared loudly, and at the same time gathered all his spiritual energy, and a green ball of light headed towards Shen Lang.

"Roar!" The sound of dragon roar sounded again, Shen Langfei was in the air, and several golden lights burst out from his eyes.

"The true dragon is immortal, and the time and space are endless, destroyed!"

With a palm, the phantom of the ancient true dragon in the sky also pressed the ground with one claw.

With a loud bang, the place where Lijiazhuang was originally located turned into ruins, leaving only a real dragon's claw mark on the spot.

"No..." The real dragon claw print is accompanied by the real dragon fire, burning the earth.

Meiji and a group of demons began to burn quickly under this true fire and quickly turned into powder.

"Puff" Shen Lang spit out a mouthful of blood, and the golden blood fell on the ground and quickly penetrated into the ground.

The true dragon phantom disappeared, Shen Lang fell from the sky, Zen Master Lingyou looked at his disciple who fell from the sky, and used all his last strength to get up and catch it with both hands.
Chapter completed!
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