Godly Dragon Guard

"Wow!"

The golden boat was immediately activated and drove forward like an arrow from the string.

The water of the Styx was pure black, and there was no ripple on the river. The river water was so thick that he couldn't even hear the sound of splashes.

The golden boat was clearly driving on the Styx, but did not make a sound, it was as silent as death.

Gradually, the embankment behind is no longer visible.

The Styx is endless, but very narrow. If Shen Lang manipulates the golden boat to travel to the left and right, the boat will be forced by a mysterious space, keeping the hull moving forward.

Therefore, Styx has only one way forward and backward, and will not lose its way.

The surrounding environment is very strange and quiet.

In an endless black river, the golden boat clings to the surface of the river, and the world seems to be still.

Had Shen Lang not been able to move his limbs, he would almost doubt whether he was frozen in a painting.

The river water of the Styx is billowing with black smoke, gathering all kinds of gloomy auras such as stale air, evil air, and foul air between heaven and earth. In a moment, the body of a cultivator in the Deity Transformation Period can rot into thick water!

Even a monk in the Void Refining Period could not resist it for too long.

Shen Lang lay in the golden boat made of Jinyang Magnet, isolated from the dark atmosphere outside, and there was no discomfort in his body.

However, Shen Lang's own injury has not recovered, and his condition is extremely poor.

Crossing the Styx River was not a matter of overnight. Shen Lang controlled the golden boat to drive fast, while he began to meditate to recover from his injuries.

...

After an hour.

On the embankment at the junction of Shishan Blood Sea and Styx River, the real Flying Tiger like a mad dog finally rushed over, but it was a pity that Shen Lang had already entered the Styx River.

Looking at the green robe clothes and hats discarded by the shore, Real Man Feihu thought it was Shen Lang who had stayed, and trembled in anger.

After Sun Zihao and a group of cultivators from the City Lord’s Mansion died before, the surviving cultivator returned to Feihu to report the bad news.

Knowing that his son was killed by Shen Lang, the real person Feihu was struck by lightning and was extremely angry, so he rushed to chase Shen Lang in the first place.

The hapless Feihu real person, although he tracked Shen Lang's whereabouts, was still a step too late. The Wang Ba Lao, Shen Lang, had already entered the Styx.

"what!!!"

Feihu's really popular Qiqiao made smoke, his anger was nowhere to vent, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was about to explode.

"Shen Lang child, there is a kind of hiding in the Styx for a lifetime! As long as you dare to go out of the Styx, the old man will smash you into ten thousand pieces and pay tribute to the spirit of my son in the sky!"

...

Time passed day by day.

Styx has no day and night, and Shen Lang has no concept of time. He feels that time is passing very slowly, and he doesn't know if it is an illusion.

Crossing the Styx seems not as difficult as Shen Lang imagined. There are a lot of ghosts in the Styx, but they all seem to be in the Styx.

The ghosts seemed to be affected by a certain kind of power, sealed in the river, and would not jump out or swim up for sneak attacks.

As long as you don't fall into the Styx, you won't be threatened by ghosts.

Shen Lang crossed the river in peace.

In an instant, a month passed.

Most of his injuries have recovered, and Sheng Yang's fighting spirit has also been restored. However, due to the excessive amount of essence and blood that had been consumed before, his whole body was still greatly damaged, and he needed a long period of conditioning to fully recover.

During this period of time, Shen Lang did not face any external threats, and everything seemed to proceed smoothly.

But something very strange happened.

Compared with the beginning of entering the Styx, Shen Lang now always feels dizzy and nauseous in his head, and there is always a glimmer of illusion before his eyes.

For example, some demons and ghosts grinned in front of their own eyes, as well as the corpses of various human monks who died tragically, as if they had fallen into the Yellow Spring Hell, and countless souls were crying and crying.

There is even the ancient battlefield, the yellow sand is rolling, the violent atmosphere of countless monks fighting!

But every time Shen Lang closed his eyes and opened his eyes, the illusion disappeared.

These illusions that occasionally flashed in front of his eyes did not have much impact on Shen Lang's spirit. They just appeared for a long time and gradually made Shen Lang feel a little irritable.

In a few days, those illusions appeared more and more frequently, and Shen Lang felt that his emotions became more and more irritable, always unknowingly evoking a series of dark sides such as hatred, delusions, resentments, etc. in his heart.

Gradually, Shen Lang's mentality became a little abnormal. Sometimes sitting on the boat, he would yell for no reason; sometimes he couldn't restrain his inner impulse and wanted to rush out of the boat; sometimes he even stared at Styx. The black river water, I want to jump down!

After accidentally waking up, Shen Lang's cold hair stood up, and finally realized that there is a force in Styx that can erode people's minds!

This erosion is not a strong stimulus, but like boiling a frog in warm water. At the beginning, no one could feel it. Every time the illusion appeared, there was always a trace of pressure in my heart.

As the illusions become more frequent, the pressure accumulated in the heart becomes greater and greater, which will eventually make the monks overwhelmed and mentally disordered!

In such an environment, if it is one or two months, those monks in the transformation stage who are more determined may feel nothing.

But if it is one or two years or even ten or twenty years, no matter how firm the will of the monks of the transformation stage can not be sustained, it is absolutely fatal! Affected by this illusion, I still don't know what walking corpses will become.

In order to prevent the illusion from harassing himself again, Shen Lang runs the Yisheng True Monarch curse once a day to get rid of the negative psychological state.

The Curse of True Monarch Yisheng is worthy of being one of the ten great curses of the ancient spirit world. It can clear up the negative psychological state. The illusions that always flashed in front of him gradually disappeared, and Shen Lang's spirit was obviously much better.

The body is also recovering day by day, and Shen Lang's confidence has greatly increased. He feels that crossing the Styx is just a matter of time.

Just as he was thinking about it, what happened next caught people off guard.

It was almost a month and a half after entering the Styx. Shen Lang was driving the golden boat at full speed in the dark Styx as usual. He suddenly saw a white spot in front of him, and he was shocked.

"What it is!"

Shen Lang was vigilant, filled his eyes with spiritual power, and cast his spiritual vision technique to look forward.

I saw the white light spot in front of him, it turned out to be a white boat, and there was a figure vaguely around him.

Shen Lang's expression changed, and he instantly remembered the robes and hats discarded on the embankment. Could it be that he happened to meet the monk who went to Nanyuan with him?

"The Daoist in front is not malicious. Dare to ask that Daoist is a fellow who goes to Nanyuan?"

In order to eliminate the hostility of the opponent, Shen Lang shouted.

The monk on the white boat in front seemed to have noticed Shen Lang and let out a sound of surprise, then deliberately slowed down and waited for Shen Lang to come over.

The other side's white boat seemed to be a little faster than his own golden boat, and Shen Lang speeded up to catch up.