Godly Dragon Guard

As soon as the scream fell, Shen Lang suddenly burst into dazzling silver light from all over his body, and a large number of silver runes rushed out of the skin, flesh and blood, blood, bones, meridians and even the soul.

Large pieces of silver runes quickly gathered on the surface of Shen Lang.

"Buzzing!"

Suddenly, Shen Lang released all the Nine Turns Dharma Seals in his body, and his body burst out with a dazzling silver brilliance, and the surface of his body condensed into a silver-shining armor, which was the "secret silver holy cloth".

The surface of this Mithril Saint Cloth is deep and translucent, with silver light lingering, almost wrapping Shen Lang's whole body tightly, leaving only his eyes and long hair, releasing a dazzling silver light!

With the addition of the Mithril Saint Garment, Shen Lang's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. There is a sense of majesty from above, and a sense of mysterious and unpredictable depth, which is indescribable!

Lu Dongbin felt relieved when he saw that Shen Lang had condensed the "saint clothes".

The two rushed out of the river like carps, and were about to fly away into the sky. Their bodies suddenly sank, and they were pressed down by an irresistible space, making it difficult to escape.

"It's an air ban!"

Shen Lang smacked his lips.

Such a powerful forbidden air formation is really rare, not to mention Shen Lang, even Lu Dongbin can hardly escape.

The two of them were forced to lower their escape, barely maintaining their position about half a meter above the river.

Even so, you can still feel the force of the mighty force acting on the flesh.

Shen Lang could barely fly in the air, but his speed became extremely slow. Lu Dongbin's condition is not much better because of physical aging.

The two of them went one after the other, along the Tianhe River, walking in the direction of true north as fast as possible.

It didn't take long to fly, and a dark storm that resembled a tornado blew over. Where the storm passed, the space was twisted like a whirlpool, powerful, and the speed was dazzling.

It is almost impossible for the two of them to avoid space storms that come and go without a trace under the pressure of such a large space.

"Beware, it's a space storm!"

After reminding him, Lu Dongbin struggled to roll up a large expanse of golden sword light, forming a wall of light, trying to withstand the oncoming space storm.

next moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a dull loud noise, the large golden sword light and the gloomy collision intertwined, and the space at the explosion roar was distorted like a roulette, extremely terrifying.

Lu Dongbin tried his best, but could not completely withstand this space storm. A large number of dark storms still blew towards Shen Lang behind.

Far away, Shen Lang could already feel that his body was being torn extremely violently, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

In an instant, a large dark storm passed by, and the twisted space storm frantically bombarded the mithril holy clothing condensed on Shen Lang's body.

"Bah Bah Bah!!!"

The extremely violent dark storm bombarded the surface of Shen Lang's Mithril Saint Cloth, making sharp sounds like cutting glass.

The surface of the Mithril Saint Cloth shot out bursts of silver light, which firmly resisted the space storm that struck.

Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his Mithril Saint Cloth's defensive power really surprised him.

Although resisting the space storm, Shen Lang's figure was inevitably blown away by the space storm.

After the storm passed, he could no longer see Lu Dongbin.

The space in the thirty-third day was too disordered, and Shen Lang could not use the pupil technique of the holy demon's eye to look around.

Recalling Lu Dongbin's previous instructions, Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, re-fixed his position, and flew in the direction of true north.

Space storms blow frequently on the surface of the Tianhe River. The deeper the space, the more intense the space storm.

With the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth, Shen Lang withstood the erosion of the space storm one after another, passed the area outside Tianhe with ease, and unknowingly came to the center of Tianhe.

The power of the space storm in the center of the Tianhe River is much higher than that in the outer area. The storm is even mixed with dense space cracks, like wind blades that destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

When Shen Lang saw this, he couldn't help taking a breath.

Even if it is Luo Tianshang, his body can't withstand the cracks in the space! It seems that what Lu Dongbin said is true.

When the storm came, Shen Lang frantically poured chaos spiritual power into the Mithril Saint Cloth, trying to make the Mithril Saint Cloth's defensive power as high as possible!

The Mithril Saint Cloth was torn extremely violently, and the surface of the Saint Cloth was once hit by several cracks in the space. Fortunately, it finally persisted without danger, helping Shen Lang to get through the most dangerous area.

Passing through the center of the Tianhe River, you can already see the outline of the "Huangji Lingxiao Palace" on the north side.　　The Palace of Emperor Lingxiao Hung high above the Tianhe River. It is a huge golden palace, magnificent and magnificent. The palace floats above the clouds, and a rainbow halo rises behind it, adding a hint of mystery to the entire palace.

Breath.

Looking from afar, I felt the majesty and majesty of the Palace of the Emperor Extreme, giving people a sense of coercion that could not be ignored.

Shen Lang's heart trembled, and at the same time a little worried.

The air ban on the 33rd layer is so powerful that the monks can't fly away at all, how can they go to the palace of the emperor high above the sky?

"Roar!!!"

Just when Shen Lang thought about it, there was a loud roar from the north of the world, like the roar of a wild beast, which made people tremble!

The roar of this beast carried an indescribable power, and the agitated Shen Lang's blood surged, his soul trembles, and his brain was violently dizzy.

The flame of the colored glaze heart lamp at the heart's veins aroused a large amount of colored glaze skylight straight into his forehead, and Shen Lang was awake, and then he heard the sound of fighting and fighting from the north, and he suddenly became horrified.

"Brother Lu!"

Recognizing that it might be that Lu Dongbin was in trouble, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and walked in the direction of being due north at the fastest speed.

...

At the northern end of the Thirty-third Heaven, the Emperor's High Peak Palace stood high above the sky, shining like golden light in the sky.

Directly below the Hall of the High Heavens, Lu Dongbin was fighting with a dragon-headed horse with two wings on its back, a golden behemoth like a unicorn, and the scene was in full swing.

This behemoth, which looks like a unicorn, does not have a physical body, but a spiritual state. Judging from its appearance, it looks like the ancient witch beast roaring into the sky!

Chaotianhou was originally a spiritual pet raised by Emperor Haotian, guarded outside the High Heaven Hall all the year round, loyal and loyal.

The roar of the spirit body in front of him should be a piece of willpower left outside the High Heaven Hall. Out of instinct of will, he attacked Lu Dongbin near the High Heaven Hall.

Chaotianhou inherited the bloodline of the "Early Qilin", one of the ten great witch beasts in the primordial world, and is extremely powerful, even close to the golden fairy of Hunyuan Daluo! Ranked higher than the Angry Beast.

Even if it is the wisp of willpower left over by the roar, the combat power cannot be underestimated.　　 Lu Dongbin fought with him, but he actually fell into a disadvantage.