Godly Dragon Guard

The white sword and shield blessed the monk Wu Se's body, and blocked the criss-crossed blood-colored wind blades for the Buddha's light that was about to collapse.

Supported by the sword and shield condensed by Shen Lang, Monk Wu Se marched forward under pressure and came to Shen Lang's side.

"Much...Thank you Shen Shizhu for your life-saving grace." Monk Wu Se said with lingering fear.

"In exchange, you can tell Shen the secret of the so-called tomb of the goddess." Shen Lang said calmly.

Monk Wu Se turned his eyes and hesitated: "This...I can't explain it in a few words, Shen Donor, saving lives is better than building a seventh-level Buddha. You should help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and take me. Go through this valley of falling wind!"

Shen Lang frowned, shit, this bald donkey thought so beautiful.

He instinctively felt that this bald donkey was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he wanted to kill Monk Wu Se directly and search for his soul.

But Shen Lang resisted it, and searching for souls in this environment was not suitable right now. Moreover, although the Valley of the Falling Wind is large, it is still possible to hit other monks. If someone sees it and spreads it out, it will be bad.

Shen Lang let go of Monk Wu Se and decided to wait until he walked out of the Valley of Falling Wind.

"Okay, I can take you for a ride, but Shen does not like others to deceive me in his life. You'd better do what you say, otherwise you will be at your own risk!" Shen Lang said nonchalantly.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Monk Wu Se hurriedly responded, and his head lit up like a chicken pecking at rice.

In this way, Shen Lang opened the amethyst wall, the defense range was enlarged, and Monk Wu Se was also enveloped in it.

Shen Lang walked forward on his own. Monk Wu Se was filled with spiritual power, his body resisted the pressure of space and gravity from all around, and hurriedly followed Shen Lang's pace.

Seeing that Shen Lang could actually walk in the Valley of Falling Wind without any pressure, Monk Wu Se was calm on the surface and was shocked.

What magical power is this amethyst light wall? The defense is too strong!

Even a defensive medium-grade prehistoric spirit treasure, it is difficult to achieve such an astonishing defense. It is incredible that the magical powers of the exercise alone can exert such effects.

It seems that this kid named Shen Lang didn't defeat Leng Tianshuang by luck, and this person's supernatural powers are probably no less than Evil Shadow.

Thinking of the master's instructions, a quirk flashed in Monk Wu Se's eyes.

About ten minutes later, Shen Lang and Monk Wu Se finally passed through the Valley of Falling Wind.

At the end of the Valley of Falling Wind, there is a red distorted space, which seems to be some kind of space channel.

Shen Lang grabbed Monk Wu Se's shoulders, and after the two passed through the twisted space together, a wave of blood enveloped the two of them, which turned out to be a power of transmission.

"Whizzing!"

Opening their eyes again, the two were actually teleported to a black palace, the interior space was extremely wide, about tens of thousands of square meters.

The light inside is dim, and the surrounding walls are engraved with strange patterns.

The palace was empty, except for the bright red blood pool in the center.

The blood pool is about ten meters wide, and the red viscous liquid is like human blood. In the center of the blood pond, there was an extremely prosperous blood-colored lotus flower, which was unusually gorgeous, the size of a palm.

Each lotus petal of the blood lotus is like a star. Just looking at it is like seeing the vast sky, deep and eternal!

The whole lotus exudes an unspeakable breath, chaos, decay, and honor!

At this moment, Shen Lang and Monk Wu Se were instantly attracted by the lotus blooming in the blood pond in the center of the palace, as if they were in a state of being unable to extricate themselves.

It was not that Shen Lang saw the illusion, nor was he attracted by some power of the blood lotus.

But that blood lotus possesses a peculiar feeling that makes the monks awed! As if facing the vast sky and endless chaos, you can't help but surrender.

"This is... a magic weapon?"

Shen Lang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yes, it is said that the goddess of Styx has twelve blood lotus guardians. When her body was buried, the twelve blood lotuses were buried in the tomb of the goddess. This...maybe it is one of the blood lotus."

The evil shadow, who was meditating beside the main hall, gave a nonchalant explanation.

Shen Lang was startled. His eyes had been attracted by the blood lotus in the center of the blood pool in the palace, but he didn't realize that the evil shadow was also in the palace.

Looking around, there seemed to be only Evil Shadow in the entire palace. It seemed that Evil Shadow had passed through the Valley of Falling Wind before him.

"Tsk tusk, it's actually a personal thing for the goddess! It's a worthwhile trip for a poor monk to see it with his own eyes."

The monk Wu Se beside Shen Lang stared at the blood lotus in the blood pool, his eyes shining.

Shen Lang felt relieved, it turned out that this thing is the personal treasure of the Styx Goddess! He also read the notes of the twelve blood lotus in the manuscript, and he didn't know if it was taken by the original name or by a later generation.

The blood lotus was extremely eye-catching, but neither Shen Lang, Wu Se, nor Xie Ying made a shot at the blood lotus in the center of the blood pool.

The three of them clearly felt a mysterious power shrouded in the blood pool, and it was easy for people to guess that it was the power of the goddess's law. It was definitely a long-lived move to dare to attack the goddess.

In the entire hall, there were only three monk Shen Lang Wose and Xie Ying. The three seemed to be the first to pass through the Valley of Falling Wind.

"Fellow Daoist Evil Shadow, Shen has something to ask. Shen has seen some jade slips that entered the tomb of the goddess in the past. They said that through the Valley of Falling Wind, they should be able to reach the foot of the Blood Lotus Mountain directly. Why should I wait? Suddenly appear in this palace?" Shen Lang asked with a fist.

Evil Shadow replied: "I have no way of knowing this. Perhaps the power of the law of the tomb of the goddess is weakened, causing the space channel to collapse and teleport to other locations."

Shen Lang frowned. Logically speaking, the cultivator would be randomly teleported after passing through the Valley of Falling Wind. It was not accidental that he and the evil shadow appeared in the palace at the same time. Maybe the power of the law really affected the space passage.

"The reason why Xie stayed here is because the gate at the exit of the palace is extremely heavy, and it is difficult to open it with my own strength, so I am here waiting for more monks to come and open the gate together." Xie Ying added.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang turned his eyes to the exit on the left rear of the palace.

Sure enough, there is a black gate at the exit of the palace, about a few hundred meters high, with strange patterns carved on it, simple and heavy!

Shen Lang was quite curious, as strong as the evil shadow could not open the palace door, is this palace door so heavy?

"It's just a temple gate. What's so difficult? The Buddhist technique that the poor monk cultivates happens to be the physical body, and he thinks he has some strength. It's better to let the poor monk push the temple gate!"

Monk Wu Se volunteered.

"Rohan golden body!"

With a deep cry, Monk Wu Se put his hands together, swiftly running his spiritual power, and muttering words in his mouth.

In an instant, he saw his fat body suddenly swell, instantly transforming into a golden bronze man with a body length of 1,000 meters, and a golden arhat phantom rose behind him.

"boom!"

The huge golden bronze man pressed his hands in front of the temple door, his arms violently violently, and he pushed hard!