Godly Dragon Guard

Back to the underground.

Long Ming returned to the outside of the underground palace hall, Princess Lianxing hurried forward, and couldn't wait to ask: "Father, why are you back alone, Shen Lang?"

"I have sent him to Huangquan Hell."

Long Mingfeng said lightly.

Princess Lianxing Huarong paled: "What! You really sent him to hell? There is no return from that place, father, how can you do this without authorization?"

"He is the Chosen One, and he should be exceptional, otherwise I would easily serve him as the Lord. Besides, it was also Shen Lang who chose to enter the Hell of Huangquan by himself. I was just pushing the boat along the river." Long Ming said calmly.

Princess Lianxing gritted her silver teeth and said anxiously: "Even so, dad, you can't harm him! Since the gate of **** was closed, apart from the previous palace lord, there has never been a monk who can get from Huangquan. Hell came back."

Long Ming coldly snorted: "Since the previous palace lord can come back alive from hell, why can't he? Besides, it is not only the previous palace lord who has returned alive. His righteous brother has also visited Huangquan Hell and finally came back alive."

"But the former Palace Master and Shen Lang's righteous brother are both Da Luo Jinxian! Shen Lang is nothing but Luo Tianshangxian, walking in **** is too dangerous."

Princess Lianxing said worriedly.

Long Ming said unceremoniously: "If he doesn't even have this kind of ability, he won't need to choose the day."

Princess Lianxing stomped her feet angrily: "My daughter doesn't care about whoever is chosen, I only want Shen Lang to come back alive. Dad, you hurry up and get Shen Lang back, or your daughter won't marry forever!"

"Naughty!"

Long Ming frowned and scolded angrily.

The main reason why Princess Lianxing forced Long Ming to do so was because Long Ming was eager to find her a good home.

Long Ming looked young, but in fact he had no longevity. I'm afraid that in another 100,000 years, his five decays will come.

Although it is still a long time before the true end of life, the five declines of heaven and man is a very terrible time. Once the five declines of heaven and man arrives, Long Ming's strength will drop sharply.

Long Ming has lived long enough, but hopes that he will die.

His only concern before sitting down was that his daughter Lianxing Princess. Long Ming wanted to find a good man for his daughter. He had been choosing a son-in-law for hundreds of thousands of years, but was rejected by Lianxing Princess.

Long Ming didn't expect this girl to fall in love with Shen Lang. He really didn't know if she had good vision or bad luck.

"I don't care, anyway, my daughter is already interested in Shen Lang. If you don't save him, I will go to **** to find him by myself!"

Seeing that Long Ming was indifferent, Princess Lianxing was ruthless, and was about to flee away and go to Yinsijing.

"Stupid girl, you come back to me!"

Long Ming pressed Princess Lianxing’s shoulder with one hand, and coldly shouted: "Do you think you are the Chosen One? With just your aptitude, going to Huangquan Hell is also adding chaos to Shen Lang!"

"but……"

Princess Lianxing felt anxious.

"No need, but you stay here honestly for me. That kid Shen Lang has his own advantages, and he will definitely come back safely, so you don't need to make trouble."

Long Ming said indifferently.

"Father, are you so optimistic about Shen Lang?" Princess Lianxing's eyes lit up.

"Hmph, if I don't take good care of him, how can I let him go to Huangquan Hell? Also give him Yuanlong?" Long Ming glanced at Princess Lianxing.

Listening to what Long Ming said, Princess Lian Xing really found that the Yuanlong pendant on Long Ming's neck was not on her body.

This deep dragon pendant is the most treasure of the underworld, and it is also a personal treasure of the dragon and the underworld, second only to the eclipse of the underworld and the underworld sword. Father was able to send the Yuanlong pendant to Shen Lang, and naturally he also trusted Shen Lang to return safely.

Princess Lianxing breathed a sigh of relief. Now that this has happened, she can only pray silently for Shen Lang to return safely.

When Princess Lianxing thought this way, Long Ming suddenly poured cold water: "Lianxing, I advise you not to get involved with Shen Lang too deeply, after all, you are too different from him."

Princess Lianxing's pretty face was startled, and she gritted her teeth and asked: "Father, do you mean your daughter is not worthy of Shen Lang?"

Long Ming said calmly: "There is no monk that my daughter is not worthy of. It's just that the identity of the Chosen One is different from mine. Shen Lang is the one who gave orders on behalf of the heaven. The end is dead!"

"what!"

Princess Lianxing covered her mouth, her pretty face turned pale.

...

Huangquan hell.

Shen Lang was struggling in the black river, and he could only rely on the Asura sacred pupil to continuously release the bleeding light and hit the river water to prevent the river from flooding his soul body.

As a result, Shen Lang's actions were extremely difficult.

Recalling the map of **** he had previously written down, Shen Lang was basically able to determine that the big river he was on should be the "river of lament" at the entrance of the gate of hell.

The creatures that fall into this river will be completely submerged, eroded by grievances, and turned into dead bones, just like these endless corpses in the river.

The river of lament is enveloped by a weak power of the law of reincarnation, and it is difficult for monks or souls below the level of Da Luo Jinxian to resist this power.

In addition, the space around the river is extremely disordered, Shen Lang's release of his consciousness can only cover a range of tens of miles, and the Asura Sage pupil can only peer into the scene for hundreds of miles.

Shen Lang tried his best to urge the sacred pupil of Shura, but due to the obstruction of pupil technique, he could not see the end of the river at all, and he could not determine the effective direction of travel.

According to the description on the map, the River of Lament is not big, but the power of space here is very easy to get lost.

"Oh shit!"

Shen Lang couldn't help cursing secretly, he had just arrived at the entrance of hell, and he hadn't reached the first floor of hell, so he wouldn't hit a wall here, right?

Just as Shen Lang was anxious, the Asura Sage pupil at the center of his eyebrows suddenly discovered that there was a simple and old wooden boat floating on the river just north.

On the wooden boat there is a skeleton covered in purple light, holding a golden oar, slowly approaching Shen Lang, extremely strange!

"Lamenting the messenger?"

Shen Lang frowned.

It was described on the map of **** that Long Ming gave him earlier, that there will be lamenting messengers in the river of lament to send souls and undead, it is probably the skeleton on the ship.

Huangquan Hell has been closed for countless years. Shen Lang thought that the lamenting messenger would have died long ago, but he did not expect that he was still alive.

To be precise, the skeleton on the wooden boat is not alive, but more like a puppet.

Without Shen Lang approaching, the skeleton rowed the wooden boat to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang spotted the opportunity, stepped on the oar, jumped, and came to the wooden boat.

The rowing purple skeleton slowly raised its head, facing Shen Lang on the boat, two clusters of **** flames suddenly appeared from the hollow eye sockets, and the upper and lower jaws closed together, making a clumsy and rough voice: "Are you... the living?"