Godly Dragon Guard

"Haha, this old thing is finally deflated."

Shen Lang, who was hiding in the Linggong Tower, was secretly happy when he saw this scene, with an expression of gloating on his face.

Although the power of thunder and fire is not that strong, the continuous flow of thunder and fire is very terrifying. The thunder and fire around the space became more and more intense, and in an instant, the entire fairy garden was completely covered by thunder and fire.

After all, the Spirit Palace Tower is an ancient treasure in space, and these thunder and fire are not enough to cause damage to the ancient treasure.

Shen Lang was sitting in the bedroom of Linggong Tower, circulating the Holy Sun's war energy in his body to recover from his injuries.

The black Nascent Soul trapped by the thunder and fire felt uncomfortable. He could only release the magic flames to condense around his body to defend himself from the burning of the thunder and fire.

The Nascent Soul is only the spirit of the Nascent Soul monks. It is very fragile. Once it is contaminated by thunder and fire, the end result will basically be that the soul will be destroyed.

The two golden-armored puppets put away their swords, made seals with their hands, and opened their mouths.

"boom!"

A large amount of thunder and fire spurted out from the mouth of the golden armor puppet and attacked the black Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul villain of the Scarlet Blood Ancestor was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he held up the magic flame shield with a crazy face to defend himself from the thunder and fire attack.

The thunder and fire in this fairy garden seemed endless, and even the golden-armored puppets were spitting out thunder and fire. The black Nascent Soul knew that he could not withstand it for long, and his face finally became frightened and horrified, and he shouted towards the Linggong Tower: "Friend Daoist Shen, come and help me! As long as you can help me, I am willing to give you all the spiritual herbs on my body, including the two Yang Yang Fruits!"

Shen Lang in the Spirit Palace Tower couldn't help but sneered. With the thunder and fire all over the sky in the fairy garden, he might not be able to protect himself even if he went out. How could he possibly care about the Nascent Soul of the Red Blood Ancestor? Shen Lang wished he would die. That’s fine.

After a while, the two golden-armored puppets were still attacking.

The demonic flames in the black Nascent Soul were almost exhausted, and with a look of extreme horror on his face, he shouted: "Friend Daoist Shen, please save my life! As long as you can save me, I will voluntarily use the Contract Technique. Your slave. I was the master of the Blood Refining Sect when I was alive, and I knew the secrets of countless great magical powers. In addition, I left several batches of secret treasures during my lifetime, including some precious spiritual herbs, spiritual pills, and ancient treasures. I am willing to dedicate them all. To the master."

Shen Lang listened to these words in the Linggong Tower, feeling vaguely moved, but he still came to his senses.

Although the opponent is weak now, he is a genuine old monster in the Nascent Soul stage. Even after executing the master-servant contract, Shen Lang still felt uneasy.

I am only half a hundred years old, and playing tricks with an old monster who has lived for eight or nine hundred years is an act of seeking death!

Shen Lang ignored the call of the black Nascent Soul and concentrated on meditating to recover.

Seeing that Shen Lang didn't respond, the black Nascent Soul yelled urgently: "Friend Daoist Shen, I'm telling you the truth, you alone will never be able to get out of this closed space! Do you think that with your own strength, you can't get out of this closed space? Can this tear apart the space passage at the exit? Only if you save me and the two of us work together can we open the space passage. Otherwise, even if I die, you won't be able to get out of here!"

Shen Lang frowned and had to say that this was what he was most worried about.

Shen Lang was really not sure he could break through the space cyclone in the fairy garden.

After struggling in his mind for a while, Shen Lang still didn't want to save the Scarlet Blood Ancestor. Rather than breaking the space channel, he felt that he would be safer if the Scarlet Blood Ancestor died.

Shen Lang calmed down and meditated, ignoring the roar of the black Nascent Soul.

The thunder and fire in the fairy garden are burning endlessly and have no tendency to weaken at all. The two golden-armored puppets were also spitting out thunder and fire, seemingly trying to burn the black Nascent Soul alive.

The magic flame released by the black Nascent Soul has been consumed, and now it can only resist the thunder and fire by overdrawing the essence and launching spiritual attacks.

No matter what the Scarlet Blood Ancestor said, Shen Lang remained indifferent.

Knowing that his life was over, the black Nascent Soul shouted sternly: "Good boy, my red-blooded ancestor has lived for half a lifetime, but I didn't expect that in the end I would be tricked by a junior like you! Forget it, boy, since you are so capable, I will give it to you. A fortune! Let me tell you the last secret. There is a token in this fairy garden that can lift the restriction on the key place in Penglai Fairy Mountain. After I die, you can find it yourself."

"One more thing to remind you, although you kid can't break the space barrier here now, you can break through to the late Nirvana or even the Yuan Dan stage here. By then you should be able to break this space channel. Tell you this, I am It’s nothing more than a request, and it doesn’t matter whether you agree or not. Boy Shen, if your strength can advance and break through the Nascent Soul stage in the future, kill the old Dongfang Xiong dog for me, so that his soul will be scattered and he will be unable to escape into the six realms of reincarnation!"

After saying these words, the Red Blood Ancestor went completely berserk, instantly overdrawing all the essence in the Nascent Soul. A large amount of white light appeared outside the body of the black Nascent Soul, rushing towards the faces of the two puppets, and self-destructing the Nascent Soul. !

Immediately afterwards.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion covered the entire fairy garden, the white light was dazzling, and the space in the fairy garden was shaken unstable, making an earth-shaking loud noise.

Before the Crimson Blood Ancestor's Nascent Soul self-destructed, it was closest to the two golden-armored puppets. The two puppets were blown away instantly, and even their heads were blown into pieces! Total loss of mobility.

The Linggong Tower was also thrown away, the space inside the tower rumbled, and the walls in the bedroom seemed to be cracked. Fortunately, he could barely withstand the blow.

"Nascent Soul self-destructs!"

Feeling such a huge and astonishing power, Shen Lang's eyes widened in the Linggong Tower.

The Nascent Soul's self-destruction is a suicidal attack by a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. It is extremely powerful and can reach nearly ten times the power of a full-strength blow by the master!

After the power of self-destruction lasted for a while, peace finally returned to the fairy garden.

All corridors, spiritual fields, and soil layers were destroyed. The surrounding area was in a mess, as if it had turned into a deserted land in an instant.

However, the thunder and fire in the sky is still burning, and I don’t know when it will be extinguished.

Shen Lang really didn't expect that the Crimson Blood Ancestor would say such words before he died, and even revealed that Nascent Soul had helped him deal with the two golden-armored puppets.

The words of a dying person are also good.

Perhaps the Scarlet Blood Ancestor really hated the Dongfang Xiong of the Blood Refining Sect to the extreme, so he spoke like this.

Shen Lang no longer had any resentment towards the Scarlet Blood Ancestor and kept in mind what he said before he died. If he can really get good fortune, it is not impossible to help the Red Blood Ancestor fulfill his wish.

After everything calmed down, Shen Lang meditated and rested in the Linggong Tower, waiting for the thunder fire in the ruins of the fairy garden to extinguish.

The Crimson Blood Ancestor's Nascent Soul self-destructed and was reduced to smithereens. There were no body parts at all, and even the storage ring was destroyed. Spiritual objects such as Huiyang Fruit and Huiyang Vine were naturally destroyed.

Shen Lang randomly pulled out two spiritual grasses in the fairy garden before. The situation was so urgent that he didn't have time to see what they were.

Now, he took out the two spiritual herbs from the storage ring and prepared to take a look. (To be continued)