Godly Dragon Guard

Three criss-crossing golden straight lines flew over and suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into golden sword shadows that filled the sky.

"boom!!!"

The three golden sword shadows collided and intertwined with each other, erupting with more powerful power. Wherever they passed, the space was crushed into a large number of dense cracks.

"hiss!"

Seeing this shocking blow coming, Master Guixu and the three ghost cultivators from the Guiming Sect gasped in fear.

The power erupted from Shen Lang's aurora slashes was absolutely no less than a full-strength strike from a peak-fit monk.

The four ghost cultivators including Mr. Guixu were trapped on the Naihe Bridge. They were under the huge pressure of space and could not avoid it. They could only use their defensive powers.

Young Master Guixu sacrificed a precious fan and frantically poured spiritual power into the fan. The treasure fan released a large amount of white light, forming a thick crystal wall in front of him.

The remaining three ghost cultivators held up their defensive light shields, trying to resist the incoming golden sword shadow.

Although the overall strength of the ghost world monks is no worse than that of the ancient spirit world monks, some treasure resources cannot be compared with the ancient spirit world. The general late-stage integration monks can be considered very wealthy if they can have a top-quality prehistoric spiritual treasure.

These three ghost cultivators from the Gui Ming Sect do not have the purely defensive and top-grade ancient spiritual treasures like Mr. Guixu.

"Boom boom boom!"

The dense golden sword shadow collided with the defensive light barrier held up by Master Guixu and the other three ghost cultivators. There were roars and the four of them barely resisted Shen Lang's attack.

A powerful counterattack force pushed them back a little.

Mr. Guixu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The crystal barrier in front of him had cracked countless cracks and was on the verge of collapse.

Although he was extremely unwilling to do so, Master Guixu had to admit that Shen Lang's strength was indeed a bit evil. The defensive top-grade ancient spirit treasure that he had mobilized with all his strength could only withstand one strike from Shen Lang.

The defensive barrier of the treasure umbrella is on the verge of collapse and will definitely not be able to withstand the next blow.

"Fellow Daoist Guixu, the space pressure on the bridge is too great, which really limits our combat power. Let's retreat!"

"Yes, that boy's strength is too amazing. If we continue to fight like this, we will also suffer."

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. We can block the outside of Samsara Mountain and wait for this kid to come out of Samsara Mountain before killing him!"

The three ghost cultivators had already retreated and hurriedly sent a message to Mr. Guixu.

Mr. Guixu angrily said: "No, now is the best time to kill the bastard. If we let him go, it will be like letting the tiger return to the mountain, which will be extremely detrimental to us!"

The words just fell.

"Nine Fire God Jin!"

Shen Lang opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of dark red flame vortex, attacking towards the four ghost cultivators including Master Guixu.

"Oh shit!"

Mr. Guixu cursed with a twisted look on his face, opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of green fire, and the other three ghost cultivators also launched their own attacks.

Four attacks suppressed the Nine Fire God Jin. Upon seeing this, Shen Lang immediately held up his dragon scale umbrella and resisted the attack.

After blocking a wave of attacks, Shen Lang launched another Aurora Slash, attacking the four ghost cultivators including Master Guixu.

The crystal barrier that Mr. Guixu opened with the help of his precious umbrella collapsed on the spot. The remaining three ghost cultivators could not completely withstand Shen Lang's attack and suffered varying degrees of minor injuries.

The four ghost cultivators were trapped on the Naihe Bridge. They could neither move forward nor retreat. They were too restricted and could only be beaten passively.

Shen Lang's physical defense included the Dragon Scale Umbrella and the Hunyuan Belt, and his soul defense included the Hunyuan Bracelet. The combined attacks of the four ghost cultivators including Master Guixu could hardly cause much damage to him.

Even if he suffered some minor injuries, the Shengyang war energy in his body could quickly heal Shen Lang's physical body.

After a while, Master Guixu and the three ghost cultivators were covered in scars and blood.

The three ghost cultivators were really beaten and lost their temper. They shouted to Mr. Guixu in fear: "Fellow Daoist Guixu, don't be stubborn. If you continue to fight like this, we will really suffer!"

The strong resentment made Master Guixu extremely unwilling, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This kid is just a peak cultivator of Void Refining. The spiritual power in his body is probably almost exhausted. If we work harder, we will definitely kill him!"

Seeing the crazy look on Mr. Guixu's face, the three ghost cultivators felt that he had gone crazy and would even risk their lives in order to take revenge on Shen Lang.

Mr. Guixu was extremely arrogant and could not bear to be angry at all. He was deflated at the hands of Shen Lang and could hold a grudge for the rest of his life.

"Guixu, if you miss, go up alone, don't drag us along!"

The three ghost cultivators were a little angry and were too lazy to give Mr. Gui Xu any more face, so they turned around and ran away.

"Hey, don't run away!"

When Young Master Guixu saw that the three ghost cultivators from the Gui Ming Sect had run away, he was stunned for a moment and then became furious.

The three ghost cultivators from the Guiming Sect escaped from the black jade Ruyi's envelope and withstood the gravity of space. Although they escaped extremely slowly, they also gradually distanced themselves from Master Guixu.

"Guixu, die for me!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly and took the opportunity to hit an aurora slash with all his strength.

The golden sword shadow was like a huge wave, swallowing up the young master Guixu.

Master Guixu finally showed a hint of fear in his eyes. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of life essence and blood, releasing an astonishingly powerful green pillar of fire, barely resisting Shen Lang's attack.

After consuming his life essence and blood, Master Guixu's aura gradually weakened. Finally, he became timid and said harsh words: "Shen Lang, you have the guts to come out of Samsara Mountain, otherwise I guarantee that you will die miserably! "

After saying this, Mr. Guixu turned around and ran away.

Shen Lang looked extremely sinister and launched several powerful attacks one after another, but they were all barely resisted by Young Master Guixu.

"Hahaha, Guixu old dog, you are a piece of trash, how dare you threaten me? If you are scared, I can let you pass through the Naihe Bridge first, how about we fight alone?"

Seeing Young Master Gui Xu moving away little by little, Shen Lang's face turned dark and he shouted loudly, trying to motivate Young Master Gui Xu.

Young Master Guixu wanted to turn around and fight Shen Lang several times, but he still suppressed his anger, endured the humiliation, and escaped from Shen Lang's sight with his seriously injured body.

"Hold!"

Shen Lang cursed secretly, and finally beat the four guys half to death, but they all ran away.

In fact, Shen Lang could chase him, but Master Guixu had a magic weapon that could withstand the gravity of space, so he might not be as fast as him.

Moreover, he has now passed the Naihe Bridge. If he goes back and bumps into the integration stage monks who entered the Naihe Bridge, there will be a certain danger.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shen Lang could only grit his teeth and give up.

Putting aside the grudges for now, the most important thing now is to find the Southern Flame Flag!

After taking a deep breath, Shen Lang turned around and walked towards the depths of Samsara Mountain.

At the end of the Naihe Bridge is an endless wasteland. The soil in the wasteland is pure black, exudes a strong smell of corpses, and is filled with a lot of turbidity.

The second dangerous place in Samsara Mountain is called "Samsara Well", which should be not far to the north of the wasteland.