Godly Dragon Guard

Not to mention why he returned to the place where he passed by before, Shen Lang clearly remembered that he had penetrated the head of the middle-aged corpse in Dao-robed just now, and blood splashed on the spot.

But the corpse seen now has no wounds on his head.

"This……"

Shen Lang showed an unbelievable expression, almost thinking that there was a problem with his eyes.

He carefully inspected the middle-aged man in the robes and found nothing abnormal.

If the corpse is a ghost, then the magic dragon in the magic dragon seal should react to him. The magic dragon hovered around Shen Lang, showing no interest in the corpse of the middle-aged man in the robes on the ground.

Shen Lang's mind was in a mess. He didn't think about it properly. What happened to the corpse?

"What the **** is pretending to be a fool!"

Shen Lang let out a violent shout, and squeezed the Pure Yang Sword Art with his right hand, a large number of Qi swords flew out from in front of him, and blasted towards the corpse on the ground.

"Boom boom boom!"

After the intensive explosion, the corpse was already bombarded and turned into a pool of blood.

Seeing that the body of the middle-aged Dao Pao was completely killed by himself, Shen Lang finally calmed down. He carefully recalled the scenes that happened before, as if he had been here once.

Shen Lang felt strange in his heart. Could it be that there is some kind of peculiar illusion in this forest?

With this thought in mind, Shen Lang became more vigilant and continued to fly toward the depths of the forest.

Although the cloudiness in this forest is extremely heavy and dim, it is not difficult to identify the direction.

Shen Lang carefully paid attention to the direction he was heading, but it didn't take long before he came across a dead body.

Shen Lang had encountered this corpse before, and it was also destroyed. But the corpse in front of him was intact.

Shen Lang's scalp numb, urging the Pure Yang Jian Jue to blast the corpse into pieces of meat.

Moving on, Shen Lang encountered all the corpses he had encountered before, and he encountered all the corpses that he did not fall. Moreover, the corpses that were destroyed before were all intact.

Shen Lang took the trouble to kill all those corpses into scum!

However, the creepy scene appeared again.

After Shen Lang destroyed all the corpses he had encountered, he went on for a while, and he actually saw the middle-aged corpse in the Taoist robe again.

The middle-aged corpse in Taoist robe that had been blasted to a pool of blood appeared in front of Shen Lang intact.

"Grass, why is it him again!"

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and encountered such a weird scene, he could no longer calm down.

There is definitely a problem with this forest!

It must be an illusion, everything I see is an illusion, including the scenes of killing those corpses, all are illusions!

But how can the illusion be so real?

Shen Lang didn't believe in evil, he changed a direction and continued to fly towards the depths of the woods.

However, it was still the same, Shen Lang still encountered those corpses, not missing one.

He had been running around like headless flies in the woods. After half a day in a blink of an eye, Shen Lang still could not get out of the woods. Those corpses appeared in front of him repeatedly like tarsus maggots, and the order of appearance was exactly the same as before.

No matter which direction Shen Lang goes, he will always encounter the original body.

Shen Lang couldn't calm down completely, he felt like a doll being played around. Simply offering nine Lei Ze splitting lightsabers, began to wreak havoc on the woods and land.

However, this is of no use.

These destroyed places will be restored to their original condition the next time Shen Lang passes by.

"Are you trapped by the phantom array?"

Finally, Shen Lang could only come to this conclusion depressed.

Only this one is possible, Shen Lang has never seen such a magical illusion, this Xuanyuegu is really not as simple as he thought.

It's a pity that Xiao Rou is not by her side, otherwise she might be able to see the clues of this forest.

Shen Lang's face was uncertain. He carefully paid attention to every scene in this woods, and found no abnormal places or traces similar to the edge of the formation.

It seems impossible to find out the position of the eye.

Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, thinking about the strategy of breaking the formation in his mind.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Lang faintly felt that the living corpses were not like decorations, they seemed to be arranged artificially.

First of all, 80% of this fantasy formation was laid by Emperor Xuan.

Secondly, if Emperor Xuan could really have such a patience to lay down a phantom formation so that the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage could not see the loopholes at all, then why set up those bodies? Isn't it superfluous?

Perhaps Profound Emperor wanted to test the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage who broke into Xuanyue Valley, so this phantom formation probably had a way out, and the answer was probably on the living corpses.

Shen Lang's insight and IQ are both top-notch, and he quickly came up with a good idea.

Since those living corpses can be restored after being killed, you might as well take those corpses one by one.

If those corpses were collected by themselves, would they be able to hit the original ones again?

Shen Lang felt that it was impossible for these corpses to have the clone technique, and two were created.

Because no matter how clever the magic array is, it's just a loop.

As long as you take all those corpses with you, you may not touch the original ones.

This may be a breakthrough!

After making up his mind, Shen Lang ignited a glimmer of hope, and walked toward the depths of the woods again.

Not long after, he encountered the corpse of the old man in Taoist robe again.

This time Shen Lang didn't destroy the body. He narrowed his eyes, and after confirming that there was no threat, he directly carried the middle-aged body in Dao Robe on his shoulders.

no problem.

This corpse can be moved by itself and will not disappear from its back.

Shen Lang was certain in his heart and continued to walk forward.

Soon, he encountered a second corpse again, and Shen Lang carried the second corpse on his back.

Along the way, Shen Lang carried a total of eight corpses.

Shen Lang's body is extremely strong, and this weight has no effect on him. It seemed that there was only one corpse.

Moving on, finally saw the last corpse.

In the grass, lying the body of a silver-haired old man in a purple robe.

"the last one!"

A sharp glow appeared in Shen Lang's eyes, and his right hand grabbed the body of the last silver-haired old man.

The moment Shen Lang's right hand touched the corpse of the silver-haired old man, the corpse suddenly disappeared in place!

"not good!"

Shen Lang's face changed, and his back was chilly.

He felt a sudden gust of wind coming from behind.

The corpse of the silver-haired old man who was originally lying in the grass unexpectedly appeared behind Shen Lang, and kicked Shen Lang heavily towards the waist!

"Boom!"

The speed was too fast, Shen Lang was caught off guard, he was kicked over and knocked down under a big tree.

The eight corpses carried on their backs also fell to the ground, and the eyes of these corpses that were originally closed suddenly opened, and there was a wave of crimson blood!