Godly Dragon Guard

"Tsk, it's so haunting!"

Shen Lang smacked his lips and looked a little ugly.

So it's not a good idea to catch Mr. Guixu at any time, but he has to do it at this critical moment.

Shen Lang's Yin spiritual power poured into his whole body and he tried to speed up to pass the Naihe Bridge, but he still crawled like a turtle.

The huge pressure of space was like thousands of giant mountains pressing on his back. Shen Lang's physical body was trembling, and he was almost reaching the limit.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters

Just as he was about to leave the Naihe Bridge within the last ten meters, Mr. Guixu and three fusion-stage elders from the Gui Ming Sect chased after him.

I saw those four guys covered in a strange layer of black light, and they were actually much faster than me!

Shen Lang showed an expression of disbelief.

He soon discovered the clues. The Guixu Master held a piece of black jade Ruyi in his hand. The surface of the jade Ruyi released a large amount of black light, which could exempt him from space pressure to a certain extent.

However, these four people were not walking fast either. The closer they got to Shen Lang, the slower they moved. They seemed to be suffering from the great pressure of space, and their faces were a little distorted.

"Shen Lang is a bastard and must die!"

When Master Guixu saw that Shen Lang was still less than ten meters away, he walked out of Naihe Bridge. In anger, he opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of green Yin Fire.

"aurora"

Shen Lang originally wanted to use an Aurora Continuous Slash to fight back, but he found that after the spiritual power in his body turned into Yin spiritual power, he could not perform the Aurora Continuous Slash!

In an instant, Shen Lang realized that only monks with Yuanling roots and spiritual root potential points as high as 95 points could use the Tiangang Chunyang Sword Code.

"Nine Fire God Jin!"

In desperation, Shen Lang had no choice but to open his mouth and spit out the Nine Fire God Embers.

When the body can only operate Yin spirit power, the magical power of the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit is not affected.

"boom!!!"

The dark red flame vortex collided with the green Yin Fire, erupting with an earth-shaking roar and explosion.

Shen Lang's Nine Fire God Embers, which he used with all his strength, were tied with the green fire spewed out by Master Guixu.

The main reason is that Master Guixu himself is under the heavy pressure of space, and the black jade Ruyi is fully mobilized to resist the pressure of space, so the power of this attack is not enough.

Otherwise, with only the Nine Fire God Jin, Shen Lang would definitely not be able to take the blow from Master Guixu.

A violent explosion spread across the Naihe Bridge. Shen Lang relied on the defensive power of the Hunyuan Qi Barrier to hold up the aftermath of the explosion. With the force of the counter-shock, Shen Lang's body moved forward a little.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Young Master Guixu almost lost his temper and yelled at the three ghost cultivators from the Gui Ming Sect behind him: "Why are you still standing there, let's kill this kid together!"

"good!"

The three Fusion Stage Ghost Cultivators responded solemnly, each using their magical powers.

A shadow of an evil ghost appeared behind one ghost cultivator, spitting out a powerful black light; another ghost cultivator spit out a large amount of cold flames from the mouth of the ghost cultivator; the last ghost cultivator used a divine soul attack, shooting out a streak of blood. tornado.

Not to be outdone, Young Master Guixu once again sprayed out a large amount of green flames from his mouth.

All of a sudden, four powerful attacks swept towards Shen Lang with overwhelming force.

"Tsk!"

Shen Lang's face was as pale as earth. He couldn't use Aurora Slash at the moment. He simply couldn't block such a powerful attack.

In desperation, Shen Lang hurriedly took out a shiny dark umbrella. The surface of the umbrella was inlaid with a large number of black dragon scales, as crystal clear as obsidian!

"Dragon Scale Umbrella, stop me!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly and poured all his energy into the black umbrella in his hand.

The Dragon Scale Umbrella was the original magic weapon of the Red Dragon Ghost Lord, and was later acquired by Shen Lang. This treasure is a rare pure defensive top-grade prehistoric spiritual treasure. The umbrella is made of the dragon scales of the black dragon, the No. 1 holy-level spiritual beast. Its defensive power is at an abnormal level!

Moreover, this dragon scale umbrella is very special. This treasure does not rely on the magic power of the treasure to exert its defensive effect, but relies on the umbrella itself to defend against attacks.

In this way, even if Shen Lang, who is at the peak of Xu Refining, uses the Dragon Scale Umbrella, the defensive power of the Dragon Scale Umbrella will not be weakened too much.

Considering that the Dragon Scale Umbrella might be of great use to him, Shen Lang spent more than ten days refining this treasure before the operation in Samsara Mountain, and now it has indeed come in handy.

With the support of the Yin Spirit Power provided by Shen Lang, the Dragon Scale Umbrella expanded to hundreds of meters wide, releasing a large amount of black light from its surface, blocking it in front of him.

The attacks of the four ghost cultivators including Mr. Guixu landed on the Dragon Scale Umbrella one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was an earth-shaking muffled sound, and the huge dragon-scale umbrella was deformed by the four attacks, and the umbrella coat was twisted.

The huge force acting on the Dragon Scale Umbrella just helped Shen Lang cross the last few steps of the Naihe Bridge, and Shen Lang flew out from the end of the Naihe Bridge with the umbrella in hand.

With a muffled "dong" sound, Shen Lang fell headlong into the black mud in the distance.

"vomit!"

The muddy ground exuded a strong smell of corpses, and Shen Lang was nauseated.

Shen Lang immediately climbed up from the mud, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The Dragon Scale Umbrella failed to completely block the combined attack of the four ghost cultivators including Master Guixu. The Treasure Umbrella was defeated and suffered some backlash, but the impact was not significant.

Master Guixu and the three ghost cultivators struck together and accidentally helped Shen Lang, causing him to fly out from the end of the Naihe Bridge where he was unable to move, and his body instantly recovered its strength.

Shen Lang was overjoyed, and the Holy Yang War Qi in his body circulated rapidly, suppressing the backlash of spiritual power.

Then the pseudo-yin spirit roots in the body were removed, allowing the Yuanling roots to take over again.

"Hahaha, thank you for the help of Mr. Guixu and three fellow Taoists!" Shen Lang glanced at Mr. Guixu and the other four ghost cultivators who were still struggling to cross the Naihe Bridge, and said with a sarcastic smile.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!"

When Young Master Guixu saw the four of them attacking together, instead of severely injuring Shen Lang, he actually let the boy take advantage of the opportunity to fly away from the Naihe Bridge, and he was so angry that he suddenly became angry.

The remaining three ghost cultivators also looked livid, never expecting that this kid had such a rare pure defensive top-notch ancient spirit treasure.

"If you're a bastard and run away if you dare, I will cut you into pieces today!"

Mr. Guixu had never felt this aggrieved before. He was teased by Shen Lang many times, and he was so angry that he became delirious and roared hysterically.

"Who said I was going to run away?"

Shen Lang glanced at the four ghost cultivators who were still trapped on the Naihe Bridge with cold eyes, and sneered.

The hearts of the three Ghost Cultivators from the Guiming Sect jumped. Could it be that this kid wanted to

If they were outside, they would definitely not be afraid of Shen Lang if they were outnumbered. But now they are stuck on the Naihe Bridge and are struggling to move, making them easy targets! Very detrimental to them.

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me! You four idiots are still trying to kill me, so how can I, Shen Lang, not send you to the west?"

Shen Lang's eyes burst out with light, he flipped his right hand and used the Hunyuan Golden Sword.

"Aurora Continuous Slash!"

He held the Hunyuan Golden Sword tightly and struck out with an aurora slash at the four ghost cultivators on the Naihe Bridge.