Godly Dragon Guard

The aura of the evil shadow was extremely strong, and a black aura enveloped him within a few hundred meters, which was terrifying.

The nearby monks were horrified by the oppressive feeling of the evil spirit and consciously stayed away from the evil shadow, not daring to get close to it.

Xie Ying is extremely withdrawn and doesn't like to be disturbed by others. He almost never talks in front of outsiders. As time goes by, it is widely spread in the land of Nanyuan that the evil shadow is ruthless and likes to kill.

No one of the younger generation dared to touch his brow.

Leng Tianshuang felt a little unhappy when she saw that Xieying ignored her, but because of the other party's strong strength, she did not dare to contradict him.

"Hmph, this guy is still so arrogant. Entering the tomb of the goddess, without the magic sword Shengxie, my master's strength may not be much weaker than him." Leng Tianshuang sneered to himself.

Long Quan on the side said sarcastically: "Come on, Master Leng, even without the magic sword, Xie Ying's strength is not comparable to that of you and me."

Leng Tianshuang was a little unconvinced and was about to say something.

Another escaping light flew from the distant horizon.

This time it was a purple-gold gourd. Standing on the gourd was a cold woman wearing a white dress and a mask. Her temperament was aloof, with a hint of holiness, mystery and coquettishness, which made her Like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, she can only watch from a distance but cannot desecrate her.

"It's Miss Yuyao!"

"Miss Yuyao, I love you!"

"I love you, sir. How could Fairy Yuyao like a scumbag monk like you?"

"Hey, what a pity. Why does Miss Yuyao wear a mask? She doesn't let us see the beauty of the fairy."

"Tch, it's not because there are too many wretched men like you that Miss Yuyao is unwilling to show her true colors."

The foot of the Goddess Peak was boiling. Almost all the male cultivators stared at the woman wearing a white mask on the purple gold gourd.

The purple gold gourd fell to the ground, and countless male cultivators at the foot of the mountain shouted excitedly "Miss Yuyao", all fascinated by the masked woman.

Of course, obsession is obsession, and no short-sighted male monk dares to approach this Yuyao girl. She has a transcendent status and is not something they can climb up to.

Yuyao, who is at the peak level of becoming a god, is the daughter of Jade Faced Boy, the second-ranked Mahayana monk in the land of Nanyuan, and Bai Wei, the third-ranked Mahayana monk.

Both parents are Mahayana monks, so just because of their background, they are already invincible!

Yuyao's appearance is absolutely beautiful, but she wears a mask because she doesn't like being watched by everyone.

Leng Tianshuang and Long Quan looked at the beauty on the purple gold gourd, and their souls were almost taken away.

Shen Lang also glanced at the woman in a white dress wearing a mask, wondering if he should go up and say hello to her? After all, his master and senior Jade-faced Boy are close friends.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Lang decided to forget it. Shen Lang felt that this was a suspicion of accosting. This girl wears a mask to keep a low profile, but if she does something like that, she might be disgusted.

The purple gourd happened to stop behind the glazed Qibao cart, and Yuyao put away the flying magic weapon.

Long Quan's eyes sparkled, he waved his folding fan and said loudly: "I haven't seen you for many years, and Miss Yuyao is even more beautiful than a fairy!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Tianshuang on the side despised Long Quan's skills in picking up girls. The Yuyao girls are all wearing masks. How do you know that she is getting more and more beautiful?

Telling lies with your eyes open will only make other girls feel hypocritical.

Leng Tianshuang decided to strike up a conversation in the most polite way. He hurriedly stepped out of the Liuli Qibao Car, clasped his fists towards Yuyao and said, "I've seen Miss Yuyao. I haven't seen her for a long time. Leng's heart..."

Before Leng Tianshuang finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Yao.

"My little sister has met two Taoist friends." Yuyao bent down and performed a dignified salute. The sound was like a bell, but it was quite cold. She seemed to have no good impression of these two people.

Leng Tianshuang looked embarrassed and could only say repeatedly: "Miss Yuyao, you are so polite."

Long Quan chatted with a smile: "Now that Miss Yuyao has arrived, have all the descendants of the powerful Mahayana warriors in Nanyuan arrived?"

"Yes, among the Mahayana seniors in Nanyuan, Senior Fazhao was a Buddhist holy monk and had no heirs. His only disciple also passed away during the trip to the goddess's tomb a thousand years ago. Now there is only you, me, Miss Yuyao , and the four evil figures are the descendants of powerful people from the Mahayana period of Nanyuan." Leng Tianshuang commented.

"It seems that the four of us are competing with each other this time. I don't expect to find the treasures in the goddess's tomb, but I hope to find some heavenly and earthly treasures as much as possible." Long Quan closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

Judging from Long Quan's tone, it seemed that he didn't take the other monks seriously.

In fact, according to the descriptions in the manuscripts left by Nanyuan monks, only the strongest in the Goddess Tomb are qualified to obtain the treasures of heaven and earth.

Entering the tomb of the Goddess, all the monks will be transported to different locations by the power of a strange law, but the environments are similar.

At the beginning, all the monks will be teleported to the outermost edge of the Goddess's Tomb, where there is a fierce and extremely powerful wind. If ordinary monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation do not have certain abilities, they can easily be killed by Gangfeng!

As for the treasure of the Goddess's Tomb, it is located in the center, so the monks must move towards the center from the outer Gangfeng area.

The first Gang Feng level can eliminate most of the monks. The closer you get to the middle, the higher the intensity of the wind will be. If a monk doesn't have certain abilities, he won't even be able to pass the first level.

Out of about a hundred monks, it would be good if ten monks could break through the first level. Not to mention that there are more difficult levels and threats later on.

From ancient times to the present, no monk in the stage of becoming a god has been able to reach the center of the goddess's tomb.

The treasure in the Goddess's Tomb has always been an unsolved mystery.

Yuyao did not pick up the conversation between Leng Tianshuang and Long Quan, but asked indifferently: "My little sister would like to ask these two fellow Taoists, have you ever seen senior disciple Yun Henzi?"

"Senior Yun Henzi's apprentice?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and Long Quan frowned and said, "Senior Yun Henzi, hasn't he been hiding from the world to practice? Where did he come from as a disciple?"

Yuyao explained: "It's true. Senior Yun Henzi accepted a high disciple thirty years ago. He seems to be a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god."

Leng Tianshuang sneered: "Can you be called a master disciple in the middle stage of becoming a god? Haha, I didn't expect that senior Yun Henzi, who had been hiding from the world, was also eyeing the tomb of the goddess. Even if he really accepted a disciple, how would his rubbish cultivation level compare to ours? compete?"

Yuyao frowned, and the pretty face under the mask was extremely cold: "Friend Leng, you are a powerful queen, so you should be careful in your words and deeds. How can you belittle other powerful disciples at will? It's so rude!"

Senior Yun Henzi was her father's friend, and Leng Tianshuang's words made Yuyao extremely dissatisfied.

Seeing Yuyao being so excited, Leng Tianshuang hurriedly said: "Miss Yuyao, you may have misunderstood. What Leng means is that although senior Yunhenzi is also powerful, he is not a Mahayana monk after all. Compared with our biological father and mother, It must be much inferior. His disciple's status is naturally ranked behind us, there is no comparison."

"Hahaha, Shen can't pretend he didn't hear what fellow Taoist said!"

Not far from the foot of the mountain, a loud shout came.

Shen Lang, who closed his eyes to rest, was furious. Finally he couldn't sit still anymore. He flew forward and grinned at Leng Tianshuang: "Fellow Taoist, it's fine if you belittle me, but you belittle my master Yun Henzi..." Who do you think you are?"