Godly Dragon Guard

The eight-faced treasure mirror quickly rotated, trapping the deity and clone of the girl in the blood skirt. Shen Lang's face appeared in the mirror, and Shen Lang said nonchalantly: "Girl, Shen doesn't want to hurt you, so he can only trap you in this precious mirror first. After I have dealt with my own affairs, Come back again to unlock Bo Jing's seal, then

Since I will apologize to the girl. "

"Hmph, don't look down on people. Isn't it just eight broken mirrors, watch this girl break this thing!"

The girl in the blood skirt scolded and threw the **** sickle in her hand.

"Huhuhu!"

The scarlet sickle was spinning in mid-air, like a huge dart, carrying the energy of blood and light that destroyed the world, and hit one of the mirrors.

An incredible scene appeared.

"Buzzing!"

After the scarlet sickle hit the treasure mirror, a strange ripple appeared on the mirror surface, and the scarlet sickle bounced off.

The **** sickle swiftly struck the girl in the blood skirt, and its power was undiminished.

"how is this possible!"

Seeing that the thrown Xianbao actually bounced back and attacked herself, the girl in the blood skirt was shocked. The deity and the clone hurriedly pinched a magic seal, rolled up the tornado storm formed by large blood-colored petals, and hit the blood-colored sickle. .

After the explosion of "boom", the girl in the blood skirt resisted the Scarlet Scythe without any risk, and her complexion became a little ugly. Can this mirror actually rebound her attack?

"Damn it!"

The girl in the blood skirt didn't believe in this evil. The deity held a **** sickle and a thorn whip in his avatar, and slammed at the two mirrors respectively.

"Boom!" A strange scene appeared again. When the fairy treasure in the hands of the deity and the clone hits the mirror surface, the fairy treasure in their hands suddenly gave birth to a huge counter-shock force, and the mirror surface also suddenly gushed out a large amount of blood. It hurts the deity of the girl in the blood skirt and

Avatar.

"what!"

The girl in the blood skirt let out a scream, the deity and the clone were knocked back by the force of the mirror reflection, and the flesh was torn out several wounds by her own attack, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. At this time, Shen Lang's face reappeared in the eight-faced treasure mirror, and Shen Lang said with a pity: "Girls don't have to waste their efforts. As long as you don't move rashly, Bao Jing will not attack you. I will leave first. Now, the girl can do it for herself

. "

"Hey, you **** come back to me! If you can't beat this girl, you will deceive, or you will bully this girl. How bad is the fairy treasure?" The blood skirt girl was aggrieved, and tears even leaked from her eyes, looking pitiful.

Shen Lang is a bit speechless, isn't Xianbao also part of his strength?

He wanted to leave directly, but he couldn't bear to see the teary eyes of the girl in the blood skirt.　　 "The girl does not have to be angry. As you said earlier, the reincarnation **** has already fallen, you don't have to stay here anymore. If the girl doesn't want to stay here, she can leave Huangquan Hell without being attached to Shen." Shen Lang felt compassion and said

Persuade.

"Do you think this girl is really stupid? If I could get out of this hell, I would have gone out long ago. It's not that the prisoner of the eighteenth **** wouldn't let me out!"

"This girl has lived for more than a billion years. If she leaves the **** and enters the eternal life, without the blessing of the law of reincarnation, the remaining lifespan will not be saved, and she will not live for tens of thousands of years!"

"What's more, it is said that there are many powerful people in the outside world. With this girl's ability, she might be bullied by other monks when she goes out."

The girl in the blood skirt said with a cry.

Listening to the blood-skirt girl's remarks that the bull's head was not right, Shen Lang couldn't help being a little startled, feeling that this girl was really silly and cute.

"Girl...should you have never been to the eternal life?" Shen Lang tentatively asked.

"That's not nonsense! This girl has been in Huangquan Hell since she was born, she is almost suffocated!" The blood skirt girl curled her lips and said. Shen Lang almost understood the other party's situation, and said in a deep voice: "The girl may have some misunderstandings about the perpetual life. The true immortal world today is very different from the Five Emperors era. With the girl's cultivation, you can basically walk sideways in the perpetual life. Up

, No monk who doesn't have eyesight would dare to bully you. "

"Furthermore, for the monks of the eternal life, thousands of years are long enough and enough for the girl to experience many things. If possible, I still suggest the girl to go to the eternal life. You should not regret it. "

The girl in the blood skirt wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her expression was dazed: "No monk has ever told me this before. Are you true?"

"Every sentence is true. As for believe it or not, it all depends on your own thoughts," Shen Lang said frankly.

The girl in the blood skirt bit her thin lip and frowned, "But to enter the eternal life, you must pass through the reincarnation tunnel of the eighteenth hell. I can't beat the bald head on the eighteenth floor..."

Shen Lang frowned, the bald head in the blood skirt girl's mouth should be the prisoner of the eighteenth prison.

"Shen will go to the eighteenth floor of **** next. If I can pass through the reincarnation tunnel of the eighteenth hell, I will come and take the girl away by then, which can be regarded as repaying the girl's previous kindness." Shen Lang said in a deep voice. Said.

These words made the girl in the blood skirt turned from worry to joy, and said excitedly: "It's great! If you can do what you say, Xuan'er is willing to serve the son for millions of years...Oh no, thousands of years will do! "

Shen Lang hurriedly said: "Girls don't need to be like this, you and I can be friends."

The girl in the blood skirt nodded again and again: "What the son wants, so what. By the way! Haven't asked the son's name yet?"

Shen Lang clasped his fist and said, "Under Shen Lang, Terran monk."

The blood skirt girl chuckled and said: "Shen Lang... really is a good name. Little girl Meng Xuan'er, please don't forget to come to Xuan'er."

"Shen took it down."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then said: "Miss Xuan'er, Shen is short of time, so I'll leave first."

"Hey, wait!" Meng Xuan'er yelled to Shen Lang, and then took a blood-red wooden hairpin from his head, and said with a serious face: "Master Shen, the bald head from the eighteenth prison Very powerful, at least much better than me. This hairpin is

Refined from the flower stem of the little girl's body, it can be used as a hidden weapon to attack the bald soul body. Perhaps it can help the son at a critical moment, and hope that the son will accept it! "

"Thank you girl Xuan'er for your kindness!"

Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Shen Lang couldn't refuse, and floated into the eight-sided treasure mirror, and accepted the blood-wood hairpin that Meng Xuan'er handed over.

"I wish the son all the best!"

Meng Xuan'er smiled happily, she looked simple and lovely, and there was no trace of resentment in her heart.

Now that the two shook hands and made peace, Shen Lang was no longer embarrassed by Meng Xuan'er, so he immediately took away the eight golden mirrors.

"Farewell." After 　　 said goodbye to Meng Xuan'er, Shen Lang flew alone into the reincarnation tunnel in the valley ahead and broke through the seventeenth prison.