Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang looked a little embarrassed, and finally said: "Goodbye, you two!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he used the space teleportation technique, and countless sword shadows emerged in front of him, breaking a space vortex.

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng entered the space vortex one after another and disappeared.

In the sky above Tiannan City's main hall, Lan Xian'er sighed quietly as she watched Shen Lang's figure disappear.

Xiaodie shook her head and said: "Sister Xian'er, why are you so stupid? Why don't you just say that you have a crush on Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen won't understand if you don't say it out loud. I think Mr. Shen should have some affection for you, sister. .”

Lan Xian'er said softly: "Silly girl, what can I do if I tell you? It will only make things difficult for Mr. Shen. Xiaodie, my sister has sworn before that she will not have any other distracting thoughts in her heart, and she will practice hard. Lead the tribe to revive the Lianhua Clan!"

"Sister, it's not just you, but me too." Xiaodie gritted her teeth and said solemnly.

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng teleported to the edge of the sea of ​​fog. A twisted red space in front of them was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Entering the red space, passing through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the two came to the River Styx.

Shen Lang's strength is not what it used to be, so naturally there is no need to cross the river in the ordinary way.

Even if Shen Lang's current cultivation level is strong, the aura of the Styx will still affect his physical body, but flying above the Styx is no longer a problem.

He took out two bottles of the Blood of the Goddess pendant from the storage ring, threw one of the pendants to Liu Yunmeng, and hung the other pendant around his neck.

With the breath of the goddess's blood, one can be exempted from the filthy air that pervades the Styx.

Shen Lang turned into a ray of escaping light, and the escaping light also enveloped Liu Yunmeng. The two of them rose into the sky and flew towards the depths of the River Styx.

After flying for several hours, they had reached the center of the River Styx.

Not long after, Shen Lang could vaguely see the tall "Ghost Mother Palace" in the middle of the Styx River. It was completely black and looked like a pile of black gems. It was strange and gorgeous, exuding a sinister atmosphere.

The Ghost Mother Hall is the place of practice for the Styx Ghost Mother. The Styx Ghost Mother is Yun Henzi's slave and stays in the Styx all year round.

"what happened!"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and found that the outside of the Ghost Mother Palace was in a mess. The stone steps square had been destroyed and countless stone pillars had collapsed.

The consciousness in the Styx cannot be released, and Shen Lang can't see it clearly.

"Be careful, the spiritual power here fluctuates very violently, as if it has just experienced a war." Liu Yunmeng said suspiciously.

"Go and have a look quickly!"

Shen Lang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and sped up his escape speed, quickly approaching the Ghost Mother Palace.

Soon, the two landed in the crystal ruins outside the square.

There were large bloodstains in the ruins. A huge black python fell in a pool of blood, and its body was broken into several pieces. It was too miserable to look at.

"It's the Xuanming Black Snake!"

Shen Lang was horrified. This dead python was not the Black Snake, the spirit beast of the Styx Ghost Mother.

"not good!"

Shen Lang suddenly thought of something and was horrified. He immediately glanced around and opened up a piece of crystal stone in a ruins. He found an old woman with disheveled hair lying in the ruins.

The old woman was covered in blood, and a bloody hollow hole was exposed in her chest. She had been fatally injured and had lost her breath.

"Ghost mother!"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and he screamed in shock.

"The heart has been destroyed, and her body has collapsed. Shen Lang, do you know this person?" Liu Yunmeng frowned slightly as he looked at the terrifying old woman.

Shen Lang picked up the old woman's body. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body trembled slightly and he murmured: "She is my master Yun Henzi's servant, the Ghost Mother Styx. She was so kind to me, yet she died here." !”

"Shen Lang, don't get excited. This person's blood is still very fresh. He should have died not long ago, which means the murderer is nearby and has not gone far." Liu Yunmeng said quickly.

"Ghost mother? Who killed you?"

Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and endless resentment welled up in his heart.

Shen Lang always kept this kindness in his mind when the Styx Ghost Mother treated him like her own son. Now seeing the tragic death of the ghost mother, Shen Lang felt extremely sad and vowed to avenge the ghost mother.

At this moment, a wisp of white air flow floated out of the dead body of the Styx Ghost Mother. The air flow barely transformed into a human form and made a voice: "Young Master? Young Master, are you you?"

"Ghost Mother! Are you still alive?"

Shen Lang's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

The white air flow said: "Young Master, the old slave is dead. This is just the old slave's soul that has not dispersed. Young Master, the old slave has no time to explain too much. You should leave here quickly and enter the cross-border entrance at the bottom of the Styx. Go Avoid the ghost world!"

"Ghost Mother, tell me quickly! Who killed you? Where is the murderer now?" Shen Lang asked through gritted teeth.

"Young Master, you don't need to know this, just leave quickly!" the ghost mother's spirit warned sternly.

"Ghost Mother, if you don't tell who killed you, I will definitely not leave!" Shen Lang insisted.

The ghost mother's soul became thinner and thinner, her voice was erratic, and she sighed: "Young master, why are you doing this? The old slave's life is not worth mentioning! The old slave's soul can't last long, so I'll make a long story short."

"The monks from Fangcun Mountain came just now and found that the old slave was reporting to the master, so he killed the old slave. The master happened to be attacking the Mahayana today and passing through the ninety-nine tribulations. Those Mahayana monks from Fangcun Mountain should be heading towards the master. Got it!"

"What!"

Shen Lang looked shocked. He never expected that the monks from Fangcun Mountain would come to Nanyuan at this time. He hurriedly asked: "How many monks have come in total? Is Zhang Daoling among them?"

"Five Mahayana monks are here, but Zhang Daoling is not here. Young Master, those monks are not ordinary Mahayana monks. You must not go to Nanyuan to die. Listen to this old slave and hurry up."

Before she could finish saying "go", the soul of the Styx Ghost Mother turned into a streak of white gas and dissipated in the air.

"Ghost Mother"

Shen Lang was heartbroken, clenched his fists, and said word by word: "I will definitely avenge you!"

"Shen Lang, what should we do now?" Liu Yunmeng could clearly feel the sadness and resentment in Shen Lang's heart and asked hurriedly.

"I'm going to Nanyuan and kill those Fangcun Mountain monks! Yunmeng, stay here and don't follow me." Shen Lang pressed Liu Yunmeng's shoulders and said in a deep voice.

Liu Yunmeng guessed that Shen Lang would say this. She gritted her teeth and said: "I know what magical powers those elders in Fangcun Mountain know. If you take me with you, maybe it will be of some use. I am hiding in the Jiuyi Cauldron and will never stand in the way. you!"

Seeing the woman's firm gaze, Shen Lang nodded and said, "Okay."

Liu Yunmeng hurriedly took out the Jiuyi Cauldron, opened the lid, and hid in the cauldron. The Jiuyi Cauldron turned into a mini size and was hidden in Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang covered the body of the Styx Ghost Mother with a silk cloth, and her whole body turned into a stream of light, flying rapidly towards the South Abyss at the end of the Styx River.