Godly Dragon Guard

"Boom!"

The corpse bear had no time to dodge, and it happened that his right cheek was hit by the giant ape's plush fist, making a huge muffled sound.

"Oh!" The corpse bear screamed, several teeth broke, and a lot of green blood overflowed from his mouth.

The golden-haired great ape was extremely violent, and his huge fists smashed at the corpse bear like raindrops.

After a few breaths, the corpse bear's beating mouth, nose and ears gushed out a lot of blood, looking a bit miserable.

The corpse bear is not a living creature, and he doesn't know what fear is. He yells incessantly and furiously fights with the giant ape.

Su Ruoxue also swept the formation on the side, drew his sword from time to time and hit the corpse bear.

Ten seconds later, under the domineering attack of the golden-haired giant ape, the corpse bear had been beaten so terribly that he could not get up.

The giant ape grabbed the sturdy hind legs of the corpse bear and smashed the corpse bear like a whip.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!"

The corpse bear repeatedly hit the ground, a large amount of green blood splashed, and the ground was smashed into cracks.

Seeing that it was almost done, Shen Lang lifted his transformation, picked up the broken Tiange under his feet, turned his true essence, and shot out three crescent moon blue lights.

Su Ruoxue also hit a sword light with all his strength.

The two attacks hit the chest of the corpse bear at the same time, the blue and white light slammed, and the explosion sounded loudly. The corpse bear's huge body flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.

The corpse bear was completely devastated, and he made a scream of "Oh oh" in his mouth, a white object exploded in his chest, and white gas was overflowing from his body.

Shen Lang originally wanted to sacrifice Bai Qingshan and press over, Su Ruoxue called to stop: "Shen Lang, it's okay! If you continue to fight, this thing will die."

"Oh." Shen Lang immediately stopped.

After speaking, Su Ruoxue used the blood charm and divine light, and a **** light was shot from her eyes, and the body of the corpse bear was completely greeted.

The huge body of the corpse bear stopped moving, and a thick white gas was about to be pulled out by the blood.

Shen Lang stretched out one hand, and the soul swallowing bottle appeared in his palm. Pour the true yuan into the bottle, and white light emerges from the mouth of the bottle.

The mass of white gas in the body of the corpse bear was accelerated and pulled out, and the mass of white gas was forcibly sucked out of the soul swallowing bottle.

The soul power of this corpse bear is indeed strong enough, close to the soul power of a thousand imaginary realm martial arts, and even the power of half a Nirvana strong person.

Shen Lang was overjoyed, and it was not in vain to spend a lot of true yuan to transform once, and the amount of soul in the soul swallowing bottle obviously grew a lot.

After the soul was absorbed by the soul swallowing bottle, the huge body of the corpse bear instantly turned into fly ash.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face was pale, and she used her blood charm and divine light twice, and her body reached its limit.

The main reason is that her cultivation is not enough. Although the ability of the Blood Charm and Divine Light is extremely astonishing, it also needs to rely on the strength of the host itself.

"Shen Lang, we are running out of time, let's go quickly!" Su Ruoxueqiang said to Shen Lang with a spirit.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, stepped forward and took the woman's slender waist, picked her up, and moved forward quickly.

Su Ruoxue's cheeks blushed, and the two have had many intimate behaviors, and she gradually disappeared from her jerkyness. She let the man hold it like this, closed her eyes and started to recover her luck.

After traveling at high speed for a few minutes, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue left Guikuling smoothly and finally passed the customs.

By the way, the levels set up in this sacred palace are really too difficult, this is only the second level, and the difficulty is so abnormal.

Shen Lang couldn't imagine how difficult the following levels would be, but he had no choice now, but hoped that he could get some big killer in this savage palace, and solve the two Nirvana monks outside.

Only 30% of the four-color true essence in Shen Lang's body is left. It is almost impossible to pass the next level in this weak state.

The treasure will only appear in the Manshen Palace after passing the third level. If it fails to pass the third level, everything is forbidden.

Shen Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Fortunately, the Ghost Cry Ling Soul Swallowing Bottle has absorbed a lot of souls, and the withered bone puppets should be able to come out to assist in the later levels.

Passing through the end of Guikuling Ridge, a burst of white light flashed, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were teleported out.

"Whizzing!"

When they opened their eyes again, the place where the two came to was a golden hall with an extremely magnificent and magnificent shape. The surrounding space was so wide that it was equivalent to a large square, except that it was not open-air, nearly tens of thousands of square meters.

In the center of the golden hall is enshrined a statue. The statue is a sturdy young man standing proudly with a sword-like back, wearing a battle armor and a cloak on his shoulders, holding a giant axe in his right hand, and an ancient lamp on both sides.

The entire statue is astonishing, giving people a sense of solemnity and dignity, and it is impossible not to look squarely at it.

"Is this a sculpture of a god?" Shen Lang asked inwardly.

The only gods enshrined in the Manshen Palace are probably the only ones.

Of course, the statue in the golden hall is not the point. The point is that besides himself and Su Ruoxue, there are other people in this hall.

There were almost two hundred monks sitting around the main hall, meditating cross-legged to recover.

These people were surrounded by a golden mask, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were also covered by the mask.

Shen Lang also discovered that this golden mask is equivalent to a certain defensive formation, blocking the outside world, and the people outside have improved, and the people inside cannot get out.

"The third level, fight together! The level will officially open one day later. Everyone in the hall fights, and the last ten people left are considered to be cleared. After the level is cleared, there will be treasures out." A heavy voice transmission was again in Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. The ears echoed.

"Killing?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, and immediately understood the meaning of the third level.

No wonder the monks in the main hall will be covered by a defensive array.

The setting of this level is very straightforward. Right now, the monks who are sitting cross-legged in the main hall should all have passed the second level.

Now these monks are seizing the time to meditate, recovering the injuries and exhaustion that they have passed through one or two levels before, and are ready for the official fight in a day.

The third level is equivalent to giving all the previous passers a chance to breathe back to blood, so it seems fair.

The fight in this third level is also worth mentioning. The hall here is equivalent to a phantom formation, but the strength of the monks can be fully utilized.

Limited by the power of the magical illusion, the monk who died in the fight will not die, but will be directly counted as a failure to pass the barrier and be sent out.

Shen Lang took out a replenishing pill from the storage ring and handed it to Su Ruoxue, saying: "Hurry up and recover."

Su Ruoxue gave a light "um" and didn't say much, she also understood the rules of the third level.

Shen Lang glanced at the monks in the hall. There were almost two hundred monks.

Shen Lang was in a coma and meditated for half an hour after clearing the first level, so he came to the hall relatively late.

Remember that there should be tens of thousands of monks entering the Manshen Palace, and there are only more than two hundred people left in the third level, and the rest of the monks should have been eliminated by the first and second levels. This elimination rate is really outrageous.

More than two hundred monks fought each other to determine the last ten, which was quite cruel. But fortunately, those who die in the fight will not really die.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue each swallowed a tonic pill and began to meditate to recover.