Godly Dragon Guard

Everyone knows that the Taishang Laojun is the first Taiqing "Moral Heavenly Sovereign" in the Sanqing, and the world also calls him the Taishang Taoist ancestor. According to legend, Taishang Laojun is the Taoist ancestor Tianzun who has survived in the Hunyuan era. His strength is unfathomable, but he never uses force, advocating "the goodness is like water", and he holds the attitude of letting everything develop, even the real world. Of birth and death

Don't care, and don't actively intervene.

Precisely because of this idea, Taishang Laojun has always been invisible, and he has never even shown his face in the Lich Great Tribulation and the Conferred God Battle.

It was not until the time of the Five Emperors that he changed his name to Laojun Taishang.

Looking at the majestic mountain in front of him, Shen Lang couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lu, is this'Taiqing Saint Realm' the residence of Taishang Laojun?"

"Yes, since the time of the Five Emperors, Master has lived in the Palace of Dousie on the top of the Taiqing Holy Realm. He has been fascinated by alchemy all day long, and he has lived in simplicity. I don't know what happened to Master in the battle of extinction..."

Lu Dongbin stared at the fairy mountain in front of him, feeling quite sad.

Countless clues in later generations can prove that in the battle of extinction, all the Dao Ancestor Tianzun in the true immortal world have been destroyed, and no one is spared.

Shen Lang didn't know much about the Supreme Master. He had seen the weak remnant soul of the Supreme Master in the Immortal Worship Picture, and he had also received a greatly weakened version of the nine-aperture golden pill.

It is said that the alchemy of Taishang Laojun has no one before, but Shen Lang does not understand why the ancestor Tianzun, who has existed since ancient times, is obsessed with alchemy.

It seemed a bit rude to ask about this matter, and Shen Lang only said with a serious face: "Brother Lu, let's hurry up and enter this Holy Realm."

Lu Dongbin returned to his senses, nodded and said, "Okay, this too pure sacred realm cannot be entered by ordinary monks. Do not leave me more than ten feet away."

"Little brother understands."

Shen Lang nodded understanding.

Lu Dongbin immediately set off a light, curled up Shen Lang, and flew towards the Taiqing Holy Realm in front of him.

There is no air ban on the thirty-second day, and the monks can fly freely here.

The Taiqing Holy Land is actually only a mountain range in the 32nd Heaven, also known as the Holy Land Mountain Range. It occupies a small area and is surrounded by Tianhe River on all sides.

There is no entrance to the Holy Land Mountain Range. Fairy clouds surround the mountain. A closer look reveals that the terrain of the mountain is actually arranged in nine palaces and eight trigrams, which seems quite mysterious.

In fact, the Taiqing Sacred Realm is also considered a forbidden place in Lingyun Tiangong.

Although the old Master Taishang did not expressly prohibit foreign monks from entering, those who fly to the Holy Land Mountains without authorization will almost always lose their way and be rejected by a mysterious law.

In short, it is almost impossible for a foreign monk to trespass into the Holy Land Mountain Range without knowing it, unless he knows how to crack the terrain of the Holy Land.

It was midday, Lu Dongbin pinched his fingers and took Shen Lang from the Sunda position into the Holy Land Mountains.

While flying, waves of spatial ripples appeared in the Holy Land Mountains in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of clouds spread, swallowing and drowning the two bodies.

In an instant, the white mist was so dense that he couldn't see his fingers. Shen Lang's consciousness and vision were blocked, and he had to keep a distance of less than ten feet from Lu Dongbin, trying his best to keep up with his direction.

After flying for a while, the white mist gradually dissipated again, only to feel that the Holy Land Mountain Range was already in front of him, but Lu Dongbin changed his position at this time and deflected towards the earthquake position, which happened to be far away from the Holy Land Mountain Range.

After flying for a while, Lu Dongbin switched to the position again, unpredictable.

Shen Lang looked at it again and again, only then did he understand the complexity of the Holy Land Mountain Range, which seemed to change its position in space at any time, and it was easy to confuse the monk's sense of direction.

Even if Da Luo Jinxian is here, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the mystery.

Only the disciple of the palace who knows the law well can enter and leave here. Lu Dongbin was once a disciple of the Taishang Laojun. He lived in the Holy Land Mountains all the year round.

Lu Dongbin flew seven turns and eight turns, flying for a long time, but still did not reach the Holy Land Mountain Range, but Shen Lang's brain became more and more dizzy, and the light around him gradually disappeared.

When Shen Lang reacted, he was plunged into darkness.

The sound of weird and violent killing came in my ears.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"I want to kill all the enemies and slaughter the world!"

"Hahaha, I want this heaven, this earth, all living beings, and you, I want to be wiped out!"

There was a sharp tingling sensation in Shen Lang's brain, and he made a hideous roar, feeling the surrounding space torn and spinning, turning into an ancient and decadent picture...

With the **** sun at its head, a giant with the sky above his head stood between the sky and the earth.

The giant has long hair and beard and looks like the sun. He is holding a giant axe that opens up the world and is fighting with a masked demon god.

Wherever he went, the sky cracked, the earth collapsed, everything fell away, and the world was destroyed.

Holding a long black blade, the demon finally killed the giant in the sky above his head, cut off the giant's limbs and limbs, planed its heart, pinched it in his hand, and laughed wildly.

The laughter contained unspeakable anger and hostility, which made people shudder.

In an instant, a golden long Ge broke through the endless void, dropped from the sky, and penetrated the body of the demon god!

"what!!!"

At the moment when the Demon God fell to the ground with a heavy injury, Shen Lang was about to split, and a heart-piercing pain suddenly came from his heart, half kneeling down, and his whole body trembled.

The unspeakable pain instantly invaded his whole body, and Shen Lang was completely swallowed by the darkness, his consciousness became blurred and he fell into a coma.

...

I don't know how long it took, Shen Lang heard an anxious voice.

"Brother Shen Lang, wake up soon!"

Lu Dongbin put his right hand on Shen Lang's forehead, and a dazzling golden light surged from his palm, slightly impacting Shen Lang's spirit power, stimulating him to wake up.

Finally, Shen Lang opened his eyes in a daze.

Lu Dongbin hurriedly helped him up and asked with concern: "Brother Xian, how do you feel?"

Shen Lang suddenly cleared his mind and looked around.

The previous terrifying scene disappeared without a trace, and Lu Dongbin had taken Shen Lang to the summit of the Taiqing Holy Realm sometime.

Shen Lang was lying on a boulder in the mountains, with palpitations in his chest, cold sweat all over his body, panting, "I...I'm fine, Brother Lu don't have to worry!"

"It's okay! I saw that you were unconscious, and I thought you were lost in the illusion. Fortunately, you wake up in time so that you won't delay major events."

Lu Dongbin said thankfully.

Shen Lang let out a sigh of relief, and guessed it was an illusion in his heart, but the illusion he saw was too real. The anger and pain made him feel the same!

What are those pictures?　　 Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, and gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother Lu, how can there be illusions in the Holy Realm of Taiqing?"