Godly Dragon Guard

Half a year ago, Shen Lang came to an area close to Samsara Mountain through the ultra-long-distance teleportation array in the Black Forest.

He lurked in a barren mountain near Samsara Mountain to meditate and cultivate himself, practicing the fourteenth level of the Tiangang Chunyang Sword Code, and quietly waiting for the day when the Ghost Pit of Samsara Mountain erupted.

Unfortunately, Liu Yunmeng did not wake up in the past six months.

Shen Lang was quite worried and didn't know what Liu Yunmeng's condition was.

Half a year passed, and Shen Lang arrived at Samsara Mountain as scheduled.

The eruption of the ghost pit in Samsara Mountain should be just a few days away and last for several months.

On this trip, we must find the flaming flag of the south!

As soon as Shen Lang flew down to the foot of the mountain, thousands of cold consciousnesses swept over him, seeming to be sizing him up.

Shen Lang remained motionless and stayed in a corner, sitting upright and keeping a low profile.

Those monks in the integration stage who scanned over with their spiritual consciousness did not notice anything unusual. Seeing that Shen Lang was just an ordinary monk in the late stage of integration, they didn't pay much attention to it.

"call."

Shen Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Being among such a large group of top-notch Fusion Stage monks, he was indeed under a lot of pressure.

The reason why the Fusion Stage monks gathered at the foot of Samsara Mountain are all in the late Fusion stage or even at the peak of the Fusion stage is because not everyone can get the Invisible Divine Mud, the necessary material to enter Samsara Mountain.

Only top-level Fusion Stage monks with huge financial resources can get it. In the turbulent interface of the ghost world, killing people and seizing treasures has become the norm. Generally, monks with huge financial resources are not weak.

Fortunately, there seems to be no Mahayana monks at the foot of Samsara Mountain. As long as I don't deliberately expose myself, there should be no Fusion phase monks who can see through my magical ability to transform into a demon butterfly.

That's what Shen Lang thought.

"This brother has great magical powers. Can you tell me where you learned your magical power of transformation?"

A handsome young man holding a folding fan walked forward lightly, tapped Shen Lang's shoulder gently with the folding fan, and said with a smile.

"hiss!"

Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat, turned around suddenly, and looked at the handsome young man in front of him with horrified eyes.

The handsome young man opened his folding fan, covered his face with a smile, and continued to transmit the message: "Brother, there is no need to panic, I just want to ask."

Shen Lang looked at the handsome young man in front of him and was extremely shocked. This guy could actually recognize his magical butterfly transformation ability.

The other party's posture, movements, and even his voice seemed very feminine, giving him a feeling of half man and half woman, which was very strange.

Shen Lang didn't want to cause trouble. Since he was recognized, he had to find a reason to send a message and said perfunctorily: "It's the magical power of Taoist friendship. My transformation technique has never been seen by monks below the Mahayana stage. This is a strange destiny. It’s just a magical power, not a magic spell.”

"It turns out it's a natal magical power. That's a pity. My little girl, no, I thought it was some kind of powerful technique and wanted to learn it." The handsome young man said with a smile.

"Feel sorry."

Shen Lang clasped his fists.

The handsome young man seemed to be very interested in Shen Lang and started chatting with Shen Lang: "My wife, Eve, may I ask how you call me brother?"

Shen Lang's eyelids twitched and he said casually: "My name is Wang Xiaoming."

"This name is quite simple." The handsome young man said unexpectedly.

Shen Lang remained calm on the surface, thinking that the name "Eve" doesn't sound like a man's name, right?

He didn't know the other party's details, and he didn't want to talk more.

The handsome young man was not angry, but just smiled in return, then took out a snow-white soft couch and sat down to rest about ten meters away from Shen Lang.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no movement from the other party. It seems that I have no enemies in the ghost world except the Guiming Sect, so I am a little too vigilant.

While waiting for the ghost pit of Samsara Mountain to erupt, Shen Lang also took a moment to look at the large group of integration-stage monks in Shanjiao Mountain and found that only about half were monks from Samsara Continent, and most of the monks came from various continents in the ghost world.

It seems that the eruption of the ghost pit in Samsara Mountain is famous not only in Samsara Continent, but also in the entire ghost world.

"Young Master Guixu!"

Shen Lang accidentally discovered that Master Guixu was among the monks, and was secretly surprised. It seems that this guy also obtained the invisible divine mud from other channels, otherwise he would not be here.

At this moment, a heavy roar suddenly sounded from the horizon in the distance.

"Roar!!!"

That roar can really swallow up the sun and the moon, and turn the world upside down!

The whole space is shaking!

Even a group of top-notch Fusion Stage ghost cultivators at the foot of the mountain were all trembling with trembling hearts and expressions of horror.

I saw a beast that looked like a giant whale flying rapidly from the eastern sky. The giant whale was hundreds of thousands of meters long, covering the sky and the sun. Its terrifying aura suppressed eternity and shook the sky!

The giant whale had a pair of huge forest-white bone wings, a large amount of blue ghost fire coming from its body, and its whole body exuded a terrifying corpse aura! It's chilling.

"Ancient underworld beast, Corpse Kun!"

"It's actually Shikun?"

"Isn't that the underworld beast of the Heavenly Ghost Clan in the Nine Provinces Continent?"

"Interesting, guys from the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan actually came to Samsara Mountain."

"Even Zhi Kun appeared on the stage, this scene is really grand!"

For a moment, the monks at the foot of the mountain exploded into their nests. The monks who were silent to each other pointed at the flying giant corpse Kun and started talking.

The Jiuzhou Imperial Clan is the nine major clans of the Jiuzhou Continent.

The giant corpse kun was burning with dazzling ghostly fire, and like a giant meteorite, it flew over quickly, and everyone was breathless under the pressure of the huge aura.

Shen Lang's eyes also turned pale with horror. The ancient underworld beast is the most powerful underworld beast in the ghost world. It is also an extremely rare bloodline of several rare underworld beasts that has been passed down since the beginning of the ghost world era.

It can be said that the total number of ancient underworld beasts in the ghost world is less than ten, and they are extremely powerful! This corpse Kun's combat power is at least comparable to that of a mid- to late-stage Mahayana monk!

Eve, who was closing her eyes and concentrating not far from Shen Lang, opened her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and coldly snorted: "The annoying guy is here."

Shen Lang scanned it with his Sky Eagle Spiritual Eyes and found that there was indeed a large group of monks standing on the corpse Kun's back. There was also a flag on it with the two characters "天鬼" written on it.

The leader was a young ghost monk with a handsome and evil appearance. He was wearing a blue armor and holding a black halberd. He looked heroic and imposing.

Behind him were hundreds of monks from the Heavenly Ghost Tribe in the Fusion Stage, and there was even an old man in the Mahayana Stage standing beside him, acting as a guard.

"Young Master, we have arrived at Samsara Mountain. Please be more careful during this trip. Don't get entangled with those miscellaneous monks. Just complete your purpose."

"Don't worry, Uncle Hei, God will definitely live up to the name of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan!"

The young ghost cultivator named Tianyou clasped his fists and shouted, then flew off the corpse Kun's back, turned into a blue flame, and arrived at the foot of Samsara Mountain in an instant.

"God bless you, sir?"

"The young master of the Heavenly Ghost Clan!"

There was a commotion at the foot of the mountain. A large number of ghost monks were horrified by the name of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan, and they all made way.

I saw Tianyou striding directly towards Shen Lang.