Godly Dragon Guard

"Boy, every time the Jiuji Heavenly Book is opened, only one person can enter the nine volumes of the Heavenly Book. Master Daoling cannot really enter the volume to save you unless he can change the power of the laws in the Heavenly Book. So you want to leave the Heavenly Book. , must enter the mural.”

The middle-aged man said calmly.

Shen Lang frowned: "Ancestor Daoling clearly said that if I am still trapped in the Book of Heaven within three days, he will enter the Book of Heaven to take me out. Could it be that Ancestor Daoling lied to me?"

"Master Daoling didn't lie to you, it's just that you misunderstood. This place is a closed space, but the mural is connected to the outside world. As long as you enter the mural, even if there is no exit, Master Daoling can force it from the outside world." You take him out. But if you don't enter the mural and stay here, Master Daoling will have no chance to rescue you."

The middle-aged man said seriously.

"this……"

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly.

In other words, if he wants to get out, he has to enter the mural anyway. If he doesn't enter the mural, he will be trapped and die here!

"Hmph, kid, since you really want to learn the magical power of the Sword Realm, you should have been mentally prepared. What you saw in the book at that moment was just the way to use the magical power of the Sword Realm. And the real record of the use of the magical power of the Sword Realm is In that mural."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at the huge mural in mid-air, and said expressionlessly.

Shen Lang was shocked, and said with a solemn expression: "Senior, can you tell me what is recorded in the mural, and why are the powerful seniors around me so obsessed with it?"

The middle-aged man's mouth showed a trace of ridicule: "Humph, for the sake of being a junior, I can tell you. Every monk who enters the mural will see a different scene, and there is always a reason to get stuck in it. .”

"I dare to ask senior, no monk has ever left the mural?" Shen Lang asked.

"There are rumors, but I am the last monk from Fangcun Mountain besides you to enter the Sword Domain mural. I don't know whether it is true or not. As for these guys around me, they have long lost their minds and can't ask. Find out why."

The middle-aged man shook his head and continued: "Generally speaking, no matter what you see in the murals or what you encounter, the final outcome is basically death!"

"What?" Shen Lang was shocked.

"Of course, this death is not a real death, but death in the mural. In addition, when the monk enters the mural, when the mural glows with white light, it proves that the monk who entered the painting is a person with ordinary talent. If the mural glows with purple light, it proves that he is a person with ordinary talent. If the murals of people with amazing talents shine with golden light, it proves that their talents are unparalleled in the ancient spiritual world and no one can match them!" the middle-aged man said solemnly.

When Shen Lang heard this, he felt a little weird.

The murals are glowing with white light from beginning to end. Could it be that these great powers in the Mahayana period were still people with ordinary talents?

Shen Lang was extremely surprised. In short, you won’t know what is in the murals until you experience it yourself.

He did not believe the middle-aged man easily, but was prepared to wait for three days to see.

The middle-aged man seemed to be a talkative man. He hadn't spoken to anyone in almost 20,000 years. Now he finally had someone to talk to, and he became more and more enthusiastic as he talked.

"Boy, if you want to enter the mural, I can send you in, but you will definitely not want to leave after you go in. That's fine, anyway, I am short of someone here to chat with, so it would be nice for you to stay and chat with me in the future. ." The middle-aged man chuckled.

"If necessary, I'll leave it to senior..." Shen Lang agreed casually.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Zhang Daoling really failed to save him, and Shen Lang's heart sank to the bottom. It seemed that what this middle-aged man said was true.

Through these three days of conversations, Shen Lang learned that this middle-aged man's name was Lu Yun. He was in the middle stage of Mahayana cultivation and was once Zhang Daoling's personal disciple.

Although he was trapped here, Shen Lang could feel from Lu Yun's conversation that this person did not resent Zhang Daoling and blamed everything on his own choices.

Three days later, Shen Lang didn't wait for Zhang Daoling. In desperation, he decided to enter the mural to find the exit and take a look at what was inside.

Lu Yun chuckled and said: "It's not easy to find a guy who can chat. I hope you don't lose your mind so quickly."

"Senior, your longevity is still there and you can definitely go out. If I am saved, how about letting Ancestor Daoling rescue you too?" Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"That's all, I stay here on my own initiative. I don't miss the outside world. If I can't enter the world in this mural, I might as well die!" Lu Yun said with a solemn expression.

Shen Lang was a little speechless. How could he be so poisoned?

When white light burst out of the mural again, a monk came out of the painting.

"Now!"

Lu Yun's eyes burst out with light, he pulled Shen Lang up, his body turned into a purple lightning, and threw Shen Lang into the mural with the force of lightning and thunder.

"Buzz buzz!"

A large amount of white light was released from the mural, sucking Shen Lang in.

"Whoosh!"

The scene around him changed rapidly. Shen Lang stepped on the ground. When the scene around him became clear, he found that he was in the sky above an endless sea of ​​blood.

The blood-red sea water was rolling endlessly, exuding a terrifying aura.

"kill!!!"

A large number of roars and killing sounds reached his ears, and a strong smell of blood floated in the air.

The smell of killing makes people's blood rush!

"hiss!"

Shen Lang took a breath of cold air. A large number of monks were fighting and killing each other above the sea of ​​blood. The scale was extremely large and the edges could not be seen at a glance.

My location is exactly in the center of the ancient battlefield.

"Roar!!!"

A huge roar sounded like the earth was shattering, and a five-clawed golden dragon tore apart the space and bit at him with lightning speed.

That violent and ferocious aura made Shen Lang's scalp numb!

Just when he was about to be killed, Shen Lang's hands moved on their own. He waved his sleeves and robes, and nine flying swords flew out from in front of him, crushing the surrounding space. Countless white blades struck at the five-clawed golden dragon. go.

I saw that the five-clawed golden dragon also released dazzling golden light, covering the surrounding space, trying to resist the spreading white blade.

With a shocking loud noise, the golden space created by the five-clawed golden dragon collapsed directly. The huge five-clawed golden dragon was penetrated by the white sharp blade, and its body was minced into a piece of flesh and blood mist, which was too horrible to watch.

"this……"

Shen Lang was shocked. Although his "physical body" was not under his control at the moment, he could still feel that his physical body had extremely powerful abilities, which made people excited!

This is definitely not the power that the ancient spiritual world monks could have.

Shen Lang tried to control his body, and found that he could also control this body, as if it were himself, able to release the sword domain at will and kill the enemy invisible.

Moreover, the monk he transformed into was incredibly powerful.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Lang killed wantonly on the battlefield, feeling the pleasure brought by the unparalleled power, and lost himself in it as if he was uncontrollably.