Godly Dragon Guard

"What else can I do? I don't have to worry about my life, and my cultivation has dropped to a new level." The middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

The female cultivator comforted her: "Husband, it's enough if you can save your life. You can still cultivate back to the realm you fell from."

"I hope so."

The middle-aged man sighed, still a little unwilling.

The female cultivator hesitated to speak, but gritted her teeth and said: "Husband, that senior saved our lives just now, why did you retaliate and trick him into going to the swamp? There is a devil over there..."

The middle-aged man frowned and said: "Madam, this is a last resort. The devil has planted a restriction in our bodies. If we don't act according to the devil's request, you should know the consequences."

The female cultivator seemed to be a little confused, and whispered: "But that senior is our benefactor. Husband, you are harming his life. The devil ordered us to lead the cultivator who entered the Phantom Valley into the swamp to provide for him. Devouring souls to practice, but my husband doesn’t have to trick that senior into going there, right?”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face looked a little ugly.

This person seems to be honest and reserved, but in fact he has evil intentions and is extremely jealous.

The middle-aged man knew that he would never be able to break through the pill-forming stage in his life, and seeing that Shen Lang was already a master at the pill-forming stage despite his young appearance, he felt extremely jealous.

Coupled with the fact that his cultivation level had dropped significantly due to the forbidden technique he just used, the middle-aged man also secretly complained about why Shen Lang didn't take action earlier.

Due to various factors, the middle-aged man deceived Shen Lang and let him enter the swamp.

"Madam, we can't protect ourselves, so why should we care about the death of others. Although the demon in the swamp is unfathomable, this senior's strength is also extraordinary. If this senior helps us get rid of that demon, wouldn't everyone be happy? Something." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"This..." The female cultivator frowned slightly and could only sigh slightly, with a trace of guilt on her face. What has happened has happened, and there is no room for reversal.

…

Shen Lang traveled for more than half an hour and finally reached the wasteland in the southwest.

At a glance, layers of strange gray fog began to fill the front of the wasteland. When the gray fog touched the skin, it gave the skin a burning and tingling sensation.

The gray fog is obviously poisonous!

Shengyang's battle energy was activated on its own, overflowing from the body surface, clearing away all the gray fog around the body.

"Sir, the poisonous gas here is so powerful, there may be some poisonous insects and monsters in it, so be careful." Xiaorou lay on her back and warned.

"Don't worry, with your young master's strength, as long as you don't encounter an eighth-level demon cultivator, ordinary monsters cannot be my opponent." Shen Lang said confidently.

The little fox shook his tail and said with a smile: "I know you are powerful, sir, but you spent some of your life energy to open the teleportation array before. Now it is best not to overuse your spiritual power to avoid losing your vitality."

"I know." Shen Lang grinned. This little fox now knew how to care about him, and he became more and more like a servant.

Shen Lang used the Pure Yang Sword Technique, condensed a sword and shield light shield around his body, and plunged into the poisonous gas.

After walking for a while, there was indeed an endless swamp ahead.

The surrounding quagmire was purple-black, extremely sticky, and bubbling. Many poisonous insects crawled around in the quagmire, giving people a scary and weird feeling.

"Huh? This poisonous gas can actually block the detection of spiritual consciousness?" Shen Lang frowned and found that after entering the swamp, the poisonous gas around him could actually block spiritual consciousness.

"Sir, you better be careful. Xiaorou always feels that the atmosphere in this swamp is a bit strange." The little fox said seriously.

"Got it!" Shen Lang responded, his legs lifted off the ground, and he began to fly above the swamp.

Although the Phantom Valley is shrouded in a forbidden air formation, with Shen Lang's cultivation, low-altitude flying is still not a problem, but the flying speed is slower than running at full speed.

Not long after, he encountered a sixth-level monster, the green poisonous python.

The poisonous python's body is as thick as a big tree, with green scales all over its body, and its sharp mouth spits out dense poisonous gas.

"Hiss!"

Maybe Shen Lang broke into the territory of this poisonous python. The poisonous python rushed out of the quagmire, went crazy, opened its fangs and bit Shen Lang.

"roll!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly. He didn't even pay attention to a monster of this level. He immediately took out the ancient treasure Sky-Breaking Hammer and held it in his hand.

Using his spiritual power, the Sky-Breaking Hammer in his hand grew more than ten meters long. Shen Lang took the human form and hit the poisonous python on the head with a hammer.

"boom!"

The Sky-Breaking Hammer hit the poisonous python firmly on the forehead, the white light was dazzling, and it was accompanied by a violent explosion.

The poisonous python's forehead was blown open, as if it had exploded directly from the middle. Blood splashed out like a fountain, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. It was terrible to see.

With one easy blow, the Sky-Breaking Hammer killed the poisonous python. The poisonous python's body fell into the mire.

Shen Lang was quite satisfied with the power of this sky-shattering hammer.

After killing a monster beast, Shen Lang continued walking towards the depths of the swamp.

…

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, deep in the swamp.

The place is filled with poisonous gas, and there is a rock floating about several hundred meters long and wide. In the center of the rock, a stone chamber measuring over a hundred square meters stands abruptly.

Two black-robed monks wore masks and stood motionless outside the stone room.

The two monks guarding the door both had early stages of pill formation.

In the hall of the stone chamber, a skinny old man sat cross-legged on a futon. His whole body was filled with gray energy and he was practicing some unknown magic skill.

The old man was wearing a black robe, his face was hideous and strange, he was skinny and bones, and his eyes were scarlet, giving people a scary feeling.

"Hahaha, God is really helping me!" After a while, the old man suddenly laughed.

Two monks guarding the door outside the stone room immediately pushed open the door and asked for instructions: "Ancestor, what happened?"

"A late-stage elixir-forming monk came to the swamp. If I can swallow this person's elixir, I will be able to achieve great magic. Then I will be able to get rid of the restrictions and no longer have to stay in this barren swamp." The old man laughed wildly.

"Congratulations, ancestor, congratulations, ancestor." The two gatekeeper monks were overjoyed and immediately bowed down.

"You two can just wait here. I will go and capture the monk myself." The old man laughed, and then rushed out of the stone room like a cannonball, his skinny figure flying towards the swamp.

On the other side, Shen Lang was still traveling through the swamp at high speed. The closer he got to the center of the swamp, the stronger the poisonous gas around him became.

Not long after, a gray light suddenly flew from the front, as fast as lightning, and arrived in front of Shen Lang in an instant.

The gray light faded, and he transformed into a skinny old man, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand. The skin all over his body was shriveled and black, and his eyes were red, giving people a weird and eerie feeling.

"Who is your Excellency? Why are you blocking my way?" Shen Lang asked with a gloomy look.

"Yuan Dan monk?" The old man glanced at Shen Lang, narrowed his dry eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are in trouble if you dare to break into this place. Obediently let me swallow your Yuan Dan, and you will suffer less. Some torture.”