Godly Dragon Guard

North of the valley.

In the hinterland of a jungle, Patriarch Qing Yuan led four Nanlu Nascent Soul monks and were having a heated fight with a giant black bear.

The black bear is about 700 to 800 meters tall. It is covered in jet black iron armor with folds and gleaming like black gems. It can spit blue flames from its mouth and is extremely powerful.

Under the siege of the Qing Yuan Patriarch and five Nascent Soul monks, Black Bear was covered in scars.

The strength of this ancient black bear beast is probably at the peak of the eighth level. If it is less than the ninth level, it will naturally be too much to face the siege of five Nascent Soul stage monks.

"die!"

Ancestor Qing Yuan gave a cold shout, flicked his fingers slightly, and two cyan flying swords flew out of his sleeves and robes, turning into two dazzling green lights. They rose to hundreds of meters in length in the face of the storm, and flew to the neck of the black bear in an instant.

The black bear roared angrily and tried to stretch out his giant palm to defend against the sword light, but it was already too late.

I saw two huge sword lights, slashing back and forth against the black bear's neck.

"Pfft!"

Like cutting a watermelon, the black bear's head was cut in half, rolled down in the woods, and died, with a layer of blood raining in the air.

Seeing this, the other four Nascent Soul Stage monks took a breath of cold air. Just relying on two flying swords to kill this ancient black bear beast, the strength of Qingyuan Ancestor is really terrifying.

"Brother Qingyuan has amazing magical powers, I admire him!"

"Haha, we are so lucky to be in the same team as Brother Qingyuan!"

Several Nascent Soul stage monks complimented him one after another.

Ancestor Qingyuan was still a little proud in his heart, and said calmly: "Several Taoist friends have praised me. The strength of the ancient beasts in the valley cannot be underestimated. I am afraid that there are ancient beasts in the Soul Burial Mountain that are stronger than this black bear." There are countless others, and everyone works together.”

"good!"

Not long after, Patriarch Qingyuan and five other Nascent Soul stages came out of the jungle.

The fog outside the jungle gradually disappeared, and the five Nascent Soul stage monks used their spiritual vision skills to barely be able to see the distant view of Soul Burial Mountain in the center of the canyon tens of thousands of miles away.

I saw a huge mountain reaching straight into the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist, and its momentum was astonishing.

But what is surprising is that there is a large amount of black air permeating the Soul Burial Mountain, as if escaping from the center of the mountain, making the entire mountain look gloomy and gloomy, as if there is something terrifying hidden inside.

"Is that the Soul Burial Mountain?" Ancestor Qing Yuan shrank his eyes and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Hey, why is it different from what is described in the ancient books, how can so much black energy escape from Soul Burial Mountain?" An old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul frowned.

"The book may not necessarily be true, or it may be due to the different eras. The black energy coming out of Soul Burial Mountain seems to be Yin energy and demonic energy. We'd better be careful." Another gold-robed Nascent Soul stage monk Fu Xu said.

"You will know once you enter the mountain and explore it. This mountain is an ancient battlefield. There may be a large number of rare treasures waiting for us, and we will definitely gain something." Ancestor Qingyuan said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the remaining four Nascent Soul stage monks were shocked and looked expectant.

The five of them continued on their way. The team of Ancestor Qing Yuan was the fastest moving team. As expected, he should be the first team to enter Soul Burial Mountain.

…

Underground abyss.

Half an hour had passed, and the injuries in Shen Lang's body were recovering at an alarming speed. Xiaorou was surprised and happy.

The golden flame that was originally beating between Shen Lang's eyebrows became more solid and brighter, and the golden flame became as dense as quicksand!

The comatose Shen Lang's whole body rekindled a layer of Holy Sun fighting energy, and the golden flames surrounding his body became more solid and brighter.

Xiaorou opened her mouth wide. She could feel that the Shengyang war energy in Shen Lang's body broke through the bottleneck in a sudden surprise and advanced to the third level!

Although Shen Lang was still in a coma, the more solid Shengyang war energy surged and rolled through his body, and the broken bones and blood vessels gradually began to heal.

Of course, Shengyang's fighting spirit is also divided into levels. As the owner's own realm and level of warmth and nourishment improve, the fighting spirit will also change accordingly.

The five-color divine light caused too much trauma to Shen Lang. When Shengyang's battle energy counteracted the erosion of the five-color divine light, it may have been stimulated, pierced the bottleneck, and advanced to the third level.

After breaking and then standing up, the Shengyang war energy that had been consumed before sprung up from his body like mushrooms after a rain. The advanced fighting spirit greatly enhanced Shen Lang's body's self-healing ability.

In less than half an hour, Shen Lang opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Xiaorou with red eyes.

"Great, sir, you're awake!" Xiaorou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, filled with surprise.

"Xiaorou, this is..." Shen Lang rubbed his head, still a little dizzy and aching all over his body.

"Don't worry, young master, this is a resting place that Sister Su found. It seems that the Nascent Soul Stage monks from Nanlu haven't caught up yet." Xiaorou said as she helped Shen Lang up.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, turned his eyes to Su Ruoxue on the soft couch, and asked with worry on his face: "Xue'er?"

Before Shen Lang could finish speaking, Xiaorou comforted her: "Sister Su just used the Blood Magic Divine Light too many times and fell asleep temporarily."

"Yes." Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Xiaorou, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Less than an hour." Xiao Judao.

"Only an hour?" Shen Lang was a little unbelievable. He felt that his body was recovering well. He should have been in a coma for at least ten days and a half, right?

"Young master, you might as well take a look inside your body, maybe you can find a surprise!" Xiao Rou gently wiped the sweat on Shen Lang's cheeks, with a smile on her lips.

After saying this, Shen Lang immediately took an inward look at his body.

"How... how is it possible!" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment and was too shocked to speak.

The major injuries to his body have been fully recovered, and the Shengyang battle energy that was originally exhausted has become extremely surging. The most important thing is that the original battle energy is completely different from before, becoming more solid and pure. !

Moreover, Shen Lang was surprised to find that his cultivation level had increased significantly! Originally, he was just entering the realm of the early stage of Nascent Soul, but now he was forcibly raised to the middle level of the early stage of Nascent Soul!

"What's wrong with me..." Shen Lang was stunned, and a possibility had already occurred to him.

"Xiaorou won't give in. Congratulations to the young master for breaking through a new level of fighting spirit and improving his cultivation level." Xiaorou raised the corner of her mouth, and she was very happy in her heart.

"That's really it!"

Shen Lang was extremely ecstatic. No wonder he felt unusually hot between his brows when he was unconscious, and his original fighting spirit seemed restless.

Sheng Yang's fighting spirit actually broke through the third level like this. Shen Lang was a little unbelievable now. He never understood how to advance his fighting spirit. It turned out that he needed an opportunity.

Shen Lang is already at the Nascent Soul stage, and his original fighting spirit has been cultivated for more than forty years. He meets the conditions for advancement, but only lacks an opportunity.

The five-color divine light that happened to invade the body stimulated the original fighting spirit and broke through this bottleneck.

The first three levels of Shengyang's war energy are the initial stage of warming. Shen Lang has now reached the last level of the early stage of warming. His self-healing power has been greatly improved, his cultivation has also been greatly improved, and the reserve of spiritual power in his body has increased a lot.

"Hahaha!"

Happiness came so suddenly, Shen Lang was so excited that he couldn't contain his excitement and laughed heartily.