Godly Dragon Guard

"Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be so excited." Shen Lang glanced at Chen Long and warned.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Shen?" Chen Long looked back at Shen Lang, and immediately felt a sense of vigilance, and a trace of madness flashed across his old face.

He had been carried away by the Yang-Returning Fruit, and his calm temperament had long since disappeared. If Shen Lang dared to stop him, Chen Long would have tried his best to use his magic weapon.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you first have a clear look around the altar." There was a trace of sarcasm on Shen Lang's lips.

When Chen Long heard this, his heart suddenly froze. He immediately raised the luminous stone in his hand and looked around.

I saw that the altar was surrounded by colorful reliefs, and the reliefs were carved with an unheard of strange bird.

The strange bird only has a skeleton and no feathers. Its whole body is covered with electric arcs, and it is lifelike, as if it is about to break through the wall.

"It's just a carving, nothing special about it." Chen Long snorted coldly. I thought to myself that this boy was only in the middle stage of Nirvana, and yet he dared to point fingers at him. He really thought of himself as someone.

Shen Lang sneered. With his eyesight, he could tell that the strange bird on the relief was definitely extraordinary. Even arcs of extremely powerful energy appeared in the stone wall.

Around the altar, either there is something wrong with the carving, or some kind of killing array has been set up. Anyway, there must be great danger.

This place is obviously the site where ancient monks were seated before death. In a place like this, the monk who was seated must have been extremely taboo about outsiders disturbing his body.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't act rashly. Look at the altar again." Luo Yanzu also grabbed Chen Long, pointed to the sky above the altar with a hint of horror, and swallowed.

I saw a wheel-shaped wind net above the altar. Although there was no sound of wind at all, the naked eye could barely see that the space was twisting and deforming.

"This... this is a space crack!" Chen Long finally turned pale with horror.

Yun Han didn't pay attention to the top of the altar just now. When he saw such a large space crack, his pretty face turned pale with fright.

Space cracks are a place where space is extremely unstable. For example, when monks in the divine transformation stage in ancient times were fighting, because the divine power was too powerful, the spiritual power could even tear apart small space cracks.

In today's cultivation world, there are actually a very small number of spatial cracks.

Most of the space cracks are very terrifying and dangerous. If a monk is accidentally sucked in, he will be instantly crushed into slag by the chaotic space. Even the Nascent Soul stage monks cannot resist.

Even monks in the transformation stage who can break the power of a world may not be able to survive the space cracks unharmed.

There are also very few stable space cracks, which are equivalent to a space node. After entering this stable space rift, you may be transported to another place in this world, which is equivalent to space teleportation.

But such stable space cracks account for less than one percent.

Therefore, there is a common sense in the cultivation world that after being sucked into a space crack, you will almost certainly die, and your soul will be destroyed!

Chen Longyunhan and others were shocked to see such a large space crack above the altar.

It is said that space cracks have a great suction force on living people. If they are close to this altar, with their magic power in the foundation building stage, they might be sucked away by the space cracks and crushed into slag!

"As long as we don't get close to the space crack, there shouldn't be any danger. Since you don't dare to take this risk, I will take action first!"

Chen Long had a ferocious look on his face. Although he knew that this altar was certainly extraordinary, what was the point of taking a little risk for the Yang Guo?

He quickly took out a long spiritual weapon from the storage ring and flew towards the tribute table, trying to bring back all the Yang-Returning Fruits.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"boom!"

As soon as the spiritual weapon whip entered the altar, the entire altar lit up with a curtain of light and made a roaring sound.

Immediately afterwards, the strange bird that was originally carved on the stone wall actually flew out!

"Click, click, click!"

There was a sound like bones twisting, and for a moment, five strange birds flew out from the stone walls around the altar.

These strange birds have no flesh and blood, just like a giant eagle skeleton. The bones are white, golden thunder and lightning crackle on the skeleton, and the empty eye sockets are red, giving people a chilling feeling.

"puppet!"

Shen Lang was shocked. This site had an unknown history of thousands of years. There could be no living creatures. These bone birds could only be puppets.

He could feel that this bird-shaped puppet contained extremely strong thunder energy, which was probably difficult to deal with.

"Snapped!"

The bone bird struck out a golden thunder, which directly intercepted Chen Long's flying whip.

Everyone's expressions changed, and Wang Yang shouted: "Don't panic, everyone. This should be the puppet guarding the altar. Countless years have passed, and the energy in the puppet must be running out. We can just work together to defeat it! Fellow Daoist Chen, if you If you want that Yang Fruit, I will give you one when the time comes, and now I ask you to work hard."

"Okay!" Chen Long's eyes showed a trace of burning. His previous manic mood had calmed down, and he immediately used his magic weapon to attack the bone bird.

There were five bone birds in total, with a large amount of golden thunder and lightning on their skeletons. They opened their beaks and sprayed out golden thunderballs, attacking the people below.

Several people began to scramble to fight.

Shen Lang still kept a low profile, summoned an ordinary magical flying sword, and fought with a bone bird.

The body of this bone bird is extremely hard, and ordinary low-grade magic weapons cannot cause any harm to it. Fortunately, the energy in the puppet seems to be relatively weak, and the power of thunder and lightning stimulated is not too strong.

Shen Lang has so much combat experience, but he is just a bone bird, and he can completely resist it.

The other people felt a little uncomfortable. Luo Yanzu used a long spear magic weapon, launched an attack to resist the incoming thunderball, and quickly dodged it, looking a little embarrassed.

Yunhan's combat power was weak and seeing that she couldn't hurt the bone bird at all, she had no choice but to use an ice crystal shield magic weapon to defend against the thunderball attack.

Although the bone bird attacks people on sight, it has no intelligence.

Chen Long and Wang Yang tried their best to deal with the two bone birds, attacking and defending repeatedly, back and forth.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes. He always felt that this old man named Wang was a bit strange. This man was obviously just a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, but Shen Lang always felt that this man was mysterious and unpredictable.

But looking at his strength, it seems that he really only came from the late stage of foundation building. Even if the other party really had some conspiracy, Shen Lang was absolutely sure to kill him.

Speaking of which, the mobility of this bone bird puppet was beyond Shen Lang's imagination.

Everyone spent two or three hours in the hall, and the five bone birds were still spitting thunderballs sparing no effort, like tireless machines.

Except for Shen Lang, the other four people were injured.

The most seriously injured person was Luo Yanzu. His chest and abdomen were injured by the thunderball, and he was bleeding profusely, but it was not life-threatening.

Chen Long and Wang Yang also had injuries on their arms and thighs, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

Because Yun Han had a shield to defend himself, the injury was not that serious, but the skirt on the back was dyed bright red and his pretty face turned pale.

"Damn it, how come these weird birds still have the energy to attack!" Luo Yanzu couldn't help but screamed, if he continued like this, his life would be lost.

"Everyone, keep holding on for a while, these puppets have very little energy left!" Wang Yang's face showed a hint of brilliance. (To be continued)