Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang's physical body is extremely strong, so the gravity will not affect him. At most, his legs will feel a little heavy.

"Pure Yang Sword Technique!"

"Golden Blade Storm!"

"Amethyst wall!"

Shen Lang can operate some illegal magical powers freely, so self-protection is not a problem.

This space is similar to the River Styx. There is an extremely strong sense of spatial oppression in the sky. Monks at the level of becoming gods cannot escape through the air and can only move on the ground.

Shen Lang was not in a hurry to act. He looked around first to determine the direction.

The tomb of the Goddess is like an independent space, not inside a mountain. But the Goddess Peak is real, and Shen Lang can't help but marvel at the power of the Goddess Tomb's laws.

Right now, there is endless wilderness all around.

Shen Lang took out the compass from the storage ring and found that the compass could not locate the direction in the tomb of the goddess. Some other positioning magic weapons also failed.

You can only move forward by feeling.

Generally speaking, the closer to the center of the goddess's tomb, the greater the space pressure and the greater the gravity on the monk's body.

It is not difficult to leave the Goddess Tomb. There are many places with weak space outside the Goddess Tomb. As long as you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find weak space cyclones.

The monk only needs to tear apart the space cyclone and open the space passage to leave the tomb of the goddess.

Although the monks in the transformation stage cannot break the space of the ancient spiritual world, the space of the goddess's tomb is different from the outside world. In places where the space is weak, the monks at the peak of transformation can also break the weak space barriers around the goddess's tomb.

However, only the space outside the Goddess's Tomb is weak. The further you go inside, the more stable the space becomes.

In other words, if the monk feels that it is too dangerous to continue exploring halfway through the exploration, he must return to the periphery of the Goddess's Tomb before leaving.

Shen Lang condensed a lightsaber on his fingertips and inserted it into the ground, which was equivalent to a positioning mark.

Then, Shen Lang walked a kilometer east, west, north and south to find the direction in which the gravity of space was getting stronger, and headed in that direction.

Shen Lang ran quickly through the wasteland. About ten minutes later, he saw a wide and narrow valley.

On the left and right sides of the valley are two extremely high mountains, the tops of which cannot be seen at a glance. Since he couldn't escape from the goddess's tomb, he could only take the valley path.

"Is this the Valley of Fallen Wind?"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

The Styx Ghost Mother once gave Shen Lang a jade slip, which recorded three important places in the goddess's tomb, namely Falling Wind Valley, Blood Lotus Mountain, and Huangquan Road.

In fact, there are five dangerous places in the legendary Tomb of the Goddess, which are also the must-pass places to enter the center of the Tomb of the Goddess.

However, young monks from ancient times to the present can only reach the third dangerous place at most. As for the fourth and fifth dangerous places, there are no records at all.

In the history of Nanyuan, there was once a super genius who shocked the past and the present. He passed the Huangquan Road and reached the fourth dangerous place, but finally stopped here.

As a result, the astonishing genius who had entered the fourth dangerous place lost his mind and became a madman not long after leaving the tomb of the goddess.

This incident was widely spread, and it also served as a warning to future generations. The goddess seemed not to like being disturbed by monks in her sleep.

Therefore, the young monks who entered the Goddess Tomb in later generations basically thought that the treasures in the Goddess Tomb were illusory existences, just to find some top-notch heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Blood Lotus Mountain.

Back in front of Shen Lang, Falling Wind Valley is the first dangerous place in the Goddess's Tomb. The interior is filled with a large amount of strong wind, which is similar to space storms and turbulence, and is extremely powerful.

As soon as he stepped into the valley, Shen Lang was shocked, as if he had stepped into a different world. The surrounding scenery was completely different from before.

The land in the valley was scarlet, as if it had been soaked in blood.

"Boom!"

A heavy thunder sounded in the ears, and arcs of blood flashed in the gray sky. The farther they went deeper into the valley, the stronger the wind became.

The space in front of the valley was extremely twisted and chaotic. The twisted space overflowed with streaks of blood, and the overwhelming blood-colored wind blades blew back and forth, filling the entire valley like a storm.

Shen Lang rotated the amethyst wall, and a layer of amethyst-colored light wall condensed all over his body, and he plunged into the wind blades that were chopping back and forth.

"Boom boom boom!"

In one breath, hundreds of blood-colored wind blades struck the amethyst-colored light wall condensed around Shen Lang, making bursts of roaring sounds. The amethyst wall glowed with dazzling purple light, defending against the impact of wind blades from all directions.

Shen Lang felt a lot of pressure. Fortunately, the amethyst wall's defense was amazing, and it could still withstand attacks of this level.

But the further he walked, the more terrifying the gravity his body felt. The pressure in space here was thousands of times greater than before! It's like there's a big mountain pressing on the monk's back. In this case, let alone walking, even moving is difficult!

Shen Lang's physical strength was beyond ordinary people, and he was moving at full speed, barely able to reach a speed similar to jogging.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Shen, Donor Shen, save...save the poor monk!"

As Shen Lang was walking through, a cry for help suddenly came from ahead.

Taking a closer look, he turned out to be a fat-headed, big-eared, yellow-robed monk. He was not exactly the disciple of Master Bliss, Monk Wise!

This is really a coincidence.

Although Monk Wuse had reached the peak of spiritual transformation, he seemed to have poor defensive powers. The Buddha's Light Shield he had propped up collapsed with numerous cracks, and it seemed that he could no longer hold on.

If he moves forward, his Buddha's Light Shield will collapse within ten seconds. Even if he steps back, he can't hold on for long. Monk Wuse was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was in a dilemma.

Just then, when he saw Shen Lang jogging from behind like he was strolling in the courtyard, Monk Wu Se was startled and did not forget to shout for help.

"It's him!"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and had no intention of going up to save him.

If it were other monks, Shen Lang would definitely come to the rescue. After all, it was just a piece of cake for him.

But this monk Wuse was a disciple of Master Ji Le. Shen Lang suspected that Master Ji Le was having an affair with Qi Jue. In addition, he was unhappy with this bald donkey and wished that this bald donkey was dead!

Shen Lang pretended not to hear Monk Wu Se's cry for help, passed him directly, and headed forward.

Monk Wuse was dumbfounded and exclaimed: "Hey, Donor Shen, don't leave! Save the poor monk! The poor monk knows some secrets of the goddess's tomb. As long as you save the poor monk, the poor monk will tell the secret." you!"

These words attracted Shen Lang's attention. He stopped and turned around, "Are you telling the truth?"

If someone else had said this, Shen Lang would definitely not believe it, but Monk Wuse was a disciple of Master Bliss. When Qi Jue asked Zifeng to hand over the blood of the goddess to Master Bliss, there might be some connection, and Master Bliss might know the purpose of the blood of the goddess.

"Really, I promise!" Monk Wuse shouted hurriedly.

Shen Lang didn't talk nonsense. He pinched the Chunyang Sword Jue with one finger, and a white sword shield enveloped Monk Wu Se.