Godly Dragon Guard

"Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, open!"

Shen Lang transformed back into his human body, quickly took out the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and frantically poured spiritual power into the umbrella.

I saw a large amount of innate clutching divine light pouring out of the umbrella coat, hitting the incoming giant claw.

"Boom boom boom!"

The overwhelming silver light hit the giant claw, making a deafening roar.

The giant claw only persisted for a moment before being defeated by the silver light threads. The dense silver light threads were like rushing waves, heading straight towards the turtle dragon.

Turtle Dragon's expression changed drastically, and he immediately switched from offense to defense, and hurriedly used his natal magical power, the Amethyst Wall, to resist.

"Bah!"

The dense innate clutching divine light hit the amethyst wall, splashing out a large number of sparks.

Turtle Dragon gritted his teeth, held up the amethyst wall with all his strength, and kept retreating.

It's unbelievable that the colorful little umbrella in this kid's hand can absorb such dense innate clutching light and release it. This ancient spiritual treasure with such magical ability is really a bit abnormal.

Although the innate clutching light released by Shen Lang was extremely powerful, Guilong could barely defend against it.

Shen Lang knew that the previous environment was only a unique one, so that he could threaten the life of the giant amethyst turtle.

But now there is no innate clutching divine light falling in the sky, and the amount of innate clutching divine light stored in the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella is also limited. It is impossible to repel the turtle dragon with this.

Shen Lang used up the last of his spiritual power to activate the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella to the extreme!

Release all the innate divine light of separation and union in one breath!

"boom!"

The dense silver rays of light were like an overwhelming wave, overwhelmingly pressing towards the turtle dragon.

Turtle Dragon was horrified. Faced with such a terrifying attack, he had no choice but to continue burning his essence and blood to strengthen the defense of the amethyst wall and resist the attack of the innate clutching light.

Just when the turtle dragon was unable to escape from the innate clutching light, Shen Lang immediately took back the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit to transform into Lei Peng, and fled as fast as possible towards the primeval forest to the south.

"You little bastard, stop for me!"

Seeing Shen Lang running away after using his ultimate move, Guilong's face turned livid with anger and he roared crazily.

Shen Lang's attack just now was just to escape. As long as the turtle dragon blocked that attack, he would definitely catch up again.

Fortunately, the virgin forest to the south was not far away. Shen Lang seized the opportunity and entered the rugged virgin forest before the turtle dragon caught up.

The trees in the forest are tall and lush, and there is a cold white mist floating in the air, which is extremely cold.

As soon as Shen Lang stepped into the woods, the turtle dragon chased after him, roaring: "You little bastard, don't even think about escaping from the palm of my hand! If I don't kill you today, I swear you will not be a monster!"

"Damn, it's so haunting!"

Shen Lang cursed in his heart, but in desperation, he could only shout: "Lan Xian'er, save me! Help me block that demon cultivator behind!"

The words fell. A dazzling white light suddenly rose in the distant forest, like the rising sun.

Wherever the white light passes, all scenery is rendered white.

This is Lan Xian'er's magical power!

A large swath of white light rushed toward Shen Lang like a flood. Shen Lang turned back into a human body, and Xiaorou flew out of the spirit beast bag on his waist.

"Blood Charm Divine Light!"

Xiaorou cast the blood charm divine light, covering herself and Shen Lang in a layer of blood light to protect them from the influence of the phantom realm.

"Sir, hurry up!" Xiaorou urged, continuously releasing the blood-charming divine light.

"good!"

Shen Lang, shrouded in blood light, immediately carried Xiaorou on his back and flew towards the depths of the forest.

The turtle dragon that had just chased into the primeval forest saw the white light shrouding it. His face changed and he hurriedly retreated.

"It's this soul attack again!" Guilong cursed angrily.

When he came to the Beihai Ice Cave, he and several other big demons were also attacked by the same spirits in this forest, and they only managed to escape from the forest after losing a lot of strength.

This white light is so terrifying that it can strip away the body and soul of the demon cultivator! Even tenth level demon cultivators will be affected.

I don’t know what kind of ancient beast released the magical power.

Turtle Dragon naturally did not dare to joke with his own life. Unless he had a prehistoric spirit treasure that could defend against divine soul attacks, it would be difficult for him to step into the area shrouded in white light.

Seeing that Shen Lang could fly into the white light area unharmed, Guilong showed an expression of disbelief.

Combined with Shen Lang's request for help just now, is it possible that the ancient beast in the forest that can release soul attacks is the same as Shen Lang?

Turtle Dragon couldn't understand. Watching Shen Lang escape, Guilong suppressed great anger in his heart. He was unwilling to give in!

A mere monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul could actually kill so many monsters in the Arctic ice field. This guy is really cunning.

This forest is difficult for turtles and dragons to enter. He could only retreat outside the forest, meditate first to recover from his injuries, and then think of a solution.

There is no way to restore a damaged turtle shell.

Although the amethyst giant turtle's body defense is extremely high, it also has a flaw, that is, its body recovery ability is poor.

If it is a physical body, there is still a way to recover in a short time. But if it were a turtle shell, it would probably take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to heal again.

Shen Lang smashed his turtle shell, which probably cut off his hope of ascension. How could the turtle dragon not hate him!

…

Shen Lang quickly walked through the forest according to the route in his memory. After about ten minutes, he finally came to the big tree where the Snow Orchid Narcissus grew.

Under the tree, a crystal clear white daffodil turned into a beautiful girl in a white dress.

The girl, with slender hands and long arms and beautiful long legs, stood under the big tree.

"Don't worry, Master Shen. The demon cultivator was blocked from the forest by the little girl's phantom realm. It's safe here for the time being." Lan Xian'er whispered to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for saving my life."

Lan Xian'er said sternly: "Young Master Shen is so polite. This is what the little girl promised to do. Speaking of which, the young master has been away for many days, and the little girl thought that the young master had already..."

It has been almost three months since Shen Lang left. Lan Xianer feels that the days are like years. She feels that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Shen Lang has probably encountered something unexpected.

It's normal when you think about it. After all, Shen Lang is just a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. There are so many tenth-level demon cultivators and divine-transformation stage cultivators who have entered the North Sea Ice Cave. How can he compete with them?

Just when Lan Xianer was completely disappointed, Shen Lang actually reappeared, which even Lan Xianer found incredible.

"This trip is indeed a narrow escape. But... fortunately, I have lived up to my fate. Miss Xian'er, Shen brought you the blood spirit root you wanted!"

After saying that, Shen Lang took out a piece of blood-red root wrapped in silk cloth from the storage ring.

This red-blooded root was seen beating like blood jade in Shen Lang's hands, emitting a warm red light.

Lan Xian'er looked at the bloody red root and was stunned for a moment. Then she opened her eyes wide and shouted: "Blood Spirit Root! You...you really got it!!!"