Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang walked through the foot of the mountain for half an hour, and was about to approach the passage on the west side.

The entrance to the passage on the west side is quite peculiar. It is a hollowed-out trunk of a giant tree. The passage is about three or four meters wide, like a round gate. The interior is dark and filled with black air. It is quite eerie and scary and cannot be seen clearly. Virtual reality.

Just as Shen Lang was about to enter the entrance of the passage.

"Sir, be careful, something seems to be flying out of that giant tree!" Xiaorou exclaimed.

Xiaorou is a six-tailed celestial fox, and her awareness of certain auras is much stronger than Shen Lang's.

"Swish swish."

The next moment, densely packed red shadows suddenly flew out from the trunk of the giant tree, covering the sky and covering the ground, with as many as five or six hundred of them.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and saw a group of bloody butterflies.

Each butterfly is about the size of a watermelon, and its blood-colored wings are covered with hideous and terrifying patterns. Every time it flaps its wings, layers of blood mist appear on the blood-colored wings, making it look extremely weird.

"What is this?" Shen Lang was shocked. Although these butterflies were not big, they still felt a bit scary.

"Oh no, sir, these are the 'blood-weeping demon butterflies' from the ancient demon world. There are too many of them. Hurry up and get away!" Xiaorou shouted in panic.

"What, something from the ancient demon world?"

Shen Lang's expression changed. How could monsters from the ancient demon world appear in the human world?

Judging from Xiaorou's tone, this kind of magic butterfly should be very extraordinary.

Shen Lang was about to pull away and retreat, but the group of demon butterflies were so fast that they swarmed in in an instant, making it difficult for the naked eye to catch them. Moreover, this group of demon butterflies can skillfully avoid the rays of innate clutching light floating in the air. At this speed, Shen Lang had no time to dodge and was already surrounded by hundreds of demon butterflies.

Layers of blood mist drifted over like a whirlwind.

"Sir, be careful, the blood mist released by the Blood-weeping Demonic Butterfly is highly poisonous!" Xiaorou warned, her voice a little frightened.

Shen Lang immediately activated the Pure Yang Sword Technique, and a sword shield formed around his body, covering himself and Su Ruoxue on his back.

As soon as the green light sword and shield came into contact with the blood mist, it made a "squeaking" sound. It was seen that the sword and shield was being corroded by the blood mist at an extremely fast speed and could not last for half a minute.

He never imagined that this bloody butterfly could be so terrifying. Shen Lang's scalp went numb, and he immediately opened his mouth and sprayed out the sky-blue sacred sand.

The blue sand ball swelled into a dense blue light rain in the storm, finally resisting the erosion of the blood mist. But Shen Lang keenly discovered that the sand ball of sky blue sand was actually contaminated bit by bit by the blood mist, and the aura was weakened.

Shen Lang was shocked. The sky-blue divine sand was his most important defensive treasure. Once it was completely contaminated, it would take a long time to refine the divine sand to regain its spirituality.

This blood mist is too overbearing, no wonder it is called the "Blood-weeping Demonic Butterfly".

Seeing the azure sacred sand being polluted a little bit, Shen Lang's heart bleeds. He immediately counterattacked, pinched his fingers, and condensed a large number of Qi swords all over his body, "swish, swish, swish" and attacked the demon butterflies in all directions.

An astonishing scene appeared. When the air sword was about to hit the group of demon butterflies, the demon butterflies seemed to teleport, dodge and easily avoid the attack of the air sword. They were extremely flexible.

The Chunyang Sword Jue hit nothing.

Shen Lang's face was as pale as earth. The speed of this demon butterfly was too fast.

In desperation, he sacrificed nine Lei Ze lightsabers.

Due to the previous fight with Qingyang Zhenren and others, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, so a large amount of spiritual power was needed to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation.

Shen Lang took out a jade bottle from the storage ring and swallowed a drop of jade dew, instantly recovering 40% to 50% of his spiritual power.

Apart from releasing poisonous blood mist, the Blood-Weeping Demonic Butterfly has no other powerful attack power. Of course, their teeth are very sharp. If the demon butterflies break through the defense, their flesh and blood may be devoured.

Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation, and eighty-one rays of sword light were like golden storms, strangled towards a large number of demon butterflies.

"Ding ding ding!"

Countless sword lights hit the magic butterfly, causing sparks to fly and a sound like metal collision.

The blood-colored wings of the demon butterfly are covered with a thick layer of crimson scales, which are harder than ordinary ancient treasures. The sword light formed by the Jiuli Sword Array can't cause much damage to the demon butterfly.

After a stranglehold, the demon butterflies were only slightly affected. The body of about 1 demon butterfly fell to the ground and was killed by the sword light.

Shen Lang's face was extremely ugly. He tried his best to activate the Jiuli Sword Formation, but he could only kill less than ten demon butterflies. It would take years and months to kill so many demon butterflies!

The shield of the sky-blue sacred sand won't last long, and these demon butterflies will definitely break through their own defenses first.

This monster beast from the ancient demon world is a bit too scary.

After the group of demon butterflies were attacked by the sword array, they suddenly became brutal. More blood mist surged from the blood-colored wings, accelerating the corrosion of the azure sand.

Just when Shen Lang was worried, Xiaorou reminded: "The Blood-weeping Demon Butterfly belongs to the category of demons. You might as well sacrifice the Magic Dragon Seal to try, maybe it will be effective."

"good!"

Shen Lang used the dead horse as a living horse doctor and sacrificed Huanlong Xi.

The jade seal exudes a warm white glow, making people feel refreshed and peaceful. Shen Lang tried to inject spiritual power into the Magic Dragon Seal.

A sudden change occurred. The real dragon pattern carved on the surface of the white jade seal suddenly released a large amount of white light. The light was not dazzling, but it gave people a sense of holiness. A jade dragon phantom with a body length of more than ten meters flew out from the Phantom Dragon Seal with an astonishing momentum.

I saw the jade dragon rushing into the group of demon butterflies and swallowing several demon butterflies into its belly. Then the dragon opened its mouth and spit out brilliant milky white glow.

The glow spread in all directions, and the surrounding blood mist was slowly dispersed.

As if frightened, the demon butterflies immediately retreated and fled outside the entrance of the passage, screaming at Shen Lang, as if to indicate that this was their territory.

The jade dragon flew around Shen Lang, then flew into the Magic Dragon Seal, condensing into the previous dragon pattern.

However, the Magic Dragon Seal could only scare away the demonic butterfly group, but was unable to kill the demonic butterfly group. Shen Lang was half happy and half worried.

"Sir, the Magic Dragon Seal has been left for too long. The sealed fantasy beast is a little weak and needs to be nourished by a certain amount of demonic creatures to regain its strength. Now it is not powerful enough to deal with the demonic butterflies." Xiaorou explained.

Shen Lang nodded. The level of the Bloodweeping Demon Butterflies was too high, and it would be difficult for the Phantom Dragon to continue digesting it after devouring a few. However, after swallowing a few demon butterflies, the aura of the Magic Dragon Seal became a little stronger than before.

"Sir, the Blood-Weeping Demon Butterfly is a gregarious monster with a strong sense of territory. The Magic Dragon Seal is not powerful enough to break through the encirclement. We'd better avoid the sharp edge." Xiaorou said immediately.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and could only do this. But in this way, the passage on the west side cannot be entered.

There is a large amount of innate clutching light in the southern passage, which is equivalent to abolishing two passages.

The Nanlu monks should have taken the east passage. Shen Lang had no choice but to look for the north passage to see if he could enter.

Encountering the demon butterfly just now was a major warning to Shen Lang. The Soul Burial Mountain was more terrifying than he imagined.

If the northern passage is difficult to enter, Shen Lang plans to give up entering Soul Burial Mountain and leave St. Mark Canyon. He didn't want to risk his life with Su Ruoxue.