Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang's expression was a little embarrassed, and finally he said, "Both, goodbye!"

As soon as the voice fell, he used the space teleportation technique, and countless sword shadows poured out in front of him, breaking a space vortex.

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng entered the space vortex one after another, and their figures disappeared.

Over the Tiannan City Hall, Lan Xianer sighed quietly as she watched Shen Lang disappear.

Xiaodie shook her head and said, "Sister Xian'er, why are you so stupid. If you have a crush on Young Master Shen, just say it? If you don’t say something, Young Master Shen won’t understand. I think Young Master Shen should have some affection for Sister Shen. ."

Lan Xian'er whispered: "Silly girl, what can I say? It will only embarrass Young Master Shen. Xiaodie, my sister has vowed before that there will be no other distracting thoughts in her heart, she must practice hard. Lead the tribe to revive the pity flower tribe!"

"Sister, it's not just you, but me too." Xiaodie said with a solemn expression while biting her teeth.

...

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng teleported to the edge of the sea of ​​fog, a distorted red space in front of them was a sea of ​​blood.

Entering the red space, passing through the sea of ​​blood, the two came to the Styx.

Shen Lang's strength is not what it used to be, so naturally he does not need to cross the river in ordinary ways.

Even though Shen Lang's current cultivation base is strong, the breath of Styx will still affect his physical body, but flying over the Styx is no longer a problem.

He took out two bottles of Goddess' Blood Pendant from the storage ring, threw one of the pendants to Liu Yunmeng, and the other was hung on his neck.

With the breath of the blood of the goddess, the filthy air permeating the Styx can be exempted.

Shen Lang turned into a retreat, and the retreat also enveloped Liu Yunmeng. The two rose into the sky and flew toward the depths of the Styx.

After flying for several hours, it was already close to the center of Styx.

Not long after, Shen Lang could already vaguely see the tall "Ghost Mother Hall" in the middle of the Styx River. The whole body was pitch black, like a pile of black gems, weird and gorgeous, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

The Hall of the Ghost Mother is the place where the ghost mother of the Styx is practiced. The Ghost Mother of the Styx is the slave of Yunhenzi, who stays in the Styx all year round.

"what happened!"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and found that there was a mess outside the Ghost Mother Hall, the stone steps square had been destroyed, and countless stone pillars collapsed.

Divine Sense in Styx could not be released outside, and Shen Lang didn't see it really.

"Be careful, the spiritual power fluctuates very sharply here, it seems that it has just gone through a great battle." Liu Yunmeng suspiciously said.

"Go and see!"

Shen Lang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, speeding up his escape, and quickly approaching the Ghost Mother Palace.

Soon, the two landed in the spar ruins outside the square.

There were large bloodstains in the ruins, and a huge black python fell in a pool of blood, and his body broke into several pieces, which was terrible.

"It's Xuanming Black Snake!"

Shen Lang was shocked, this dead python was not the spirit beast Xuanming Black Snake of Styx Ghost Mother.

"not good!"

Shen Lang suddenly thought of something, and his heart was shocked. He immediately scanned the surroundings and pulled open a spar in the ruins, and found that an old woman with a disheveled hair was lying in the ruins.

The old woman was covered in blood, and a **** hollow blood hole was revealed in her chest. She was fatally wounded, and she was dead.

"Ghost Mother!"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and he roared out.

"The heart is destroyed, her body has collapsed...Shen Lang, do you know this person?" Liu Yunmeng frowned as he looked at the terrifying old woman.

Shen Lang picked up the corpse of the old woman, his body trembled as if struck by lightning, and he murmured: "She is my master Yunhenzi's servant Styx Ghost Mother. She was kind to me and died here. !"

"Shen Lang, don't get excited. This person's blood is still very fresh. It should have died not long ago, indicating that the murderer was nearby and didn't go far." Liu Yunmeng said hurriedly.

"Ghost Mother? Who on earth killed you!"

Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with endless resentment.

At the beginning, the Styx Ghost Mother treated him like her own son. Shen Lang always remembered this kindness. Now that the ghost mother died tragically, Shen Lang was in grief and vowed to avenge the ghost mother.

At this moment, a white air current floated from the dead body of the ghost mother Styx, the air current barely strengthened into a human form, and said: "Young Master? Is the Young Master you?"

"Ghost mother! Are you still alive?"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and exclaimed.

The white air flow said: "Young master, the old slave is dead, this is just the soul of the old slave that has not yet dispersed. Young master, the old slave has not had time to explain too much, you quickly leave here, enter the cross-boundary entrance at the bottom of the Styx, go Avoid the ghost world!"

"Ghost mother, tell me! Who killed you? Where is the murderer now?" Shen Lang asked with gritted teeth.

"Young Master, you don't have to know this, you go!" The ghost mother's soul sternly persuaded.

"Ghost Mother, if you don't tell who killed you, I definitely won't leave!" Shen Lang insisted.

The ghost mother's soul became thinner and thinner, her voice erratic, and she sighed: "Young Master, why are you? The old slave's life is not worth mentioning! The old slave's soul can't last long, so let's make a long story short."

"The monks from Fang Cunshan came just now, and found that the old slave had reported to the master, and then the old slave was killed. The master happened to be attacking the Mahayana today and crossing the Nine and Nine Calamities. Those Mahayana monks from Fang Cunshan should be heading towards the master. Up!"

"what!"

Shen Lang's expression was shocked. He never expected that the monks from Fangcunshan would come to Nanyuan at this time. He hurriedly asked: "How many monks have come, and is Zhang Daoling among them?"

"Five Mahayana monks came here, but the Dao Ling did not come. Young Master, those monks are not ordinary Mahayana, you must not go to Nanyuan to die. Listen to the old slave, hurry..."

Before the word "go" was finished, the soul of the ghost mother of Styx turned into a white gas and dissipated in the air.

"Ghost Mother..."

Shen Lang was heartbroken, clenched his fists, and said every word: "I will avenge you!"

"Shen Lang, what should I do now?" Liu Yunmeng hurriedly asked, able to clearly feel the sadness and resentment in Shen Lang's heart.

"I'm going to Nanyuan to kill those Fangcunshan monks! Yunmeng, stay here, don't follow me." Shen Lang said in a deep voice while pressing Liu Yunmeng's fragrant shoulders.

Liu Yunmeng guessed that Shen Lang would say this, she gritted her teeth and said: "I know what magical powers the elders of Fang Cunshan have. If you take me, maybe it will be useful. I hide in the Nine Doubts and will never interfere. you!"

Seeing the woman with a firm gaze, Shen Lang nodded and said, "Okay."

Liu Yunmeng hurriedly sacrificed the Nine Suspicious Ding, opened the lid, and hid in the Ding. Nine Suspicions Ding turned into a mini size and was hidden in Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang covered the corpse of the Styx Ghost Mother with silk cloth, turning the whole person into a stream of light, and flew quickly towards the land of Nanyuan at the end of the Styx.