Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Shen Lang turn into a white rainbow and move away slowly, Yin Chen ordered the treasure car to continue moving forward.

Yin Chen drank a glass of wine, turned his eyes to Master Mingshan and Xuekui, and said, "Two fellow Taoists, do you think there is anything wrong with that human boy just now?"

"There should be no problem with his identity. Unlike the spies of Canglan City, the noses of our red-eyed flaming horns are very clever! It's just that I have never been able to see through this person's cultivation. His magical power seems to be very strong, but his aura is weak. Unbearable." Xuekui frowned.

Master Mingshan frowned and said: "This person deliberately restrained his aura. He seemed to be only in the late stage of integration, but the poor monk could feel that the spiritual power in this person was extremely solid, as if he was endless. This level of spiritual power The power is definitely not something that a monk in the integration stage can possess. In addition, this person..."

Yin Chen asked: "How?"

Master Mingshan's face was extremely solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Even the poor monk dare not say that my 'Wanfa Spiritual Eye' can tell that this person has no less than five great supernatural powers. It seems to be a heavenly spirit treasure." The light of light. The jade box carried on the man's back also contained a heavenly spirit treasure. In addition, this man is not necessarily a human monk. He seems to have the blood of a powerful monster in his body, some of which are even better than yours, fellow Taoist Yin. The power of his bloodline is even stronger..."

"What did you say?"

Yin Chen was shocked.

You must know that his true body is a lower-level true spiritual eclipse sun silver-horned tiger, and the power of blood is stronger than him. What kind of monster is it?

It is worth mentioning that the blood level of the Eclipse Silver-Horned Tiger is between the lower-level true spirits and the holy-level spiritual beasts. It is also called the second-lower true spirit among the lower-level true spirits.

The sub-lower true spirit means that the strong ones in the bloodline can barely reach the level of true spirit, but under normal circumstances, the demon cultivators are at the top level of the holy level.

A sub-lower true spirit that can reach the true spirit level is still a bit weaker than a real low-level true spirit.

For example, the giant Kun that appeared in the human world was also a lower-level true spirit. Although the lower-level true spirits can also display the magical powers of the mysterious realm belonging to their bloodline, their mastery is not complete.

"Six Heavenly Spiritual Treasures? This man is really rich!" Xuekui's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"This person must be a Mahayana monk, and he may be a very powerful Mahayana master! Fortunately, we did not provoke him."

Yin Chen said with lingering fear.

Although the Heavenly Spirit Treasure is not the best treasure, one can imagine what it means for a monk to have six Heavenly Spirit Treasures.

Xuekui said with a solemn expression: "According to this, if we revealed the information about the fairy crystal stone to this person, this person will not be detrimental to the deputy city lord, right?"

Master Mingshan shook his head and said: "This is impossible. No matter how strong the opponent is, he is just one person. How dare he be an enemy of our Linlang City? I will tell the deputy city lord about this when I get back and let him pay attention."

Yin Chen took a deep breath and said: "Be careful. Before, I suspected that this person was eyeing the coffin, but fortunately it was not the case. This coffin is related to the rise and fall of our Linlang City, and it must be delivered to the city lord intact. .”

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Shen Lang stayed away from Baoche, and he probably couldn't have guessed that Yin Chen and the others had such a high "evaluation" of him.

In fact, Shen Lang's strength was not as terrifying as Yin Chen thought, but it was more than enough to protect himself.

Shen Lang began to make plans in his mind.

Now that he knew the information about the Immortal Crystal, with his personal power, it was impossible to snatch the Immortal Crystal from the young city lord or deputy city lord, and Shen Lang was not willing to do something dishonorable.

The son-in-law selection meeting held in Tianyin Mountain will be held two months later. Only one of Zhong Wangu and Tenglong can marry Fairy Lingyin, which means that all fairy crystals will not fall into the hands of Saint Tianyin.

What Shen Lang has to do is to wait until the son-in-law selection meeting ends in two months to see if he can trade the Immortal Crystal.

There are still two months left, and Shen Lang is not in a hurry.

He had just obtained a map of the God Burial Desert from Yin Chen, and knew that he was not too far away from Tianyin Mountain.

As for the black coffin on the treasure car, Shen Lang knew that Yin Chen was lying. The so-called puppet made from ancient corpses was pure fabrication.

Gu Yue is an ancient ghoul, and the aura emanating from the coffin does not resemble the aura of an ancient ghoul at all.

Shen Lang has always been smart, and the black coffin reminded him of the two coffins of the goddess Styx and the maidservant in the tomb of the goddess.

He seriously doubted whether the soul of the maidservant of the Goddess of Styx was sealed in the black coffin!

If not, how can the blood of my own goddess resonate?

The maidservant of the Styx Goddess is no longer the maidservant she was before, but a life born under the mutual influence of will and evil spirits. In contrast to her younger sister, who only had resentment, the maidservant as the older sister was still in awe of the Goddess of Hades.

After the soul of the maid sister snatched the body of a certain monk, she left the tomb of the goddess and disappeared with the three charms of the stars. She was most likely looking for the treasure left in the tomb of the goddess, which was the treasure of the Tianji scroll. !

Shen Lang speculated that the soul of the maidservant of the Goddess of Styx should be preserved in the black coffin, otherwise he could not think of any other reason.

Although he didn't know the truth of the matter, he had a way of knowing where Yin Chen's three monks brought the black coffin.

Shen Lang released his spiritual consciousness and made sure that the treasure car that Yin Chen and other monks were riding in was flying far away, and then he sacrificed the Holy Insect Tower and called out three green flying insects in the tower, which were shaped like moths.

This insect is called "Wind Breath Moth", and it is the trophy that Shen Lang got from Feng Yaotian.

This kind of flying insect has an extremely powerful sense of smell. It can smell out the remaining soul breath of the monks, and it can sense the direction of the owner of the soul breath. It can sense it for about half a month.

The black coffin had an evil aura just now, and its aura was very obvious. Even if the wind and sand were strong here, the aura would not subside for a while.

Shen Lang returned to the place where the treasure car passed by just now, and ordered the wind-breathing moth to follow the smell of the black coffin, trace the route the treasure car flew, and then return along the original path. He should be able to know where the coffin was originally transported from. of!

Yin Chen and others probably never would have guessed that Shen Lang would have such tracking methods!

Because the God Burial Desert is a remote place, the knowledge of the monks here is much shallower than that of the monks in some prosperous places in the ancient spiritual world. Otherwise, Yin Chen would not have said the ignorant statement of using ancient corpse ghosts to make puppets.

Relying on the tracking ability of the Wind Breath Moth, Shen Lang traced all the way back to the source of the breath.

Now without the blessing of Hunyuan magic weapon, speed has become Shen Lang's biggest shortcoming.

After flying for several days, he finally found the source of the breath.

Ahead was a sand dune, and the aura emanating from the black coffin disappeared here.

There didn't seem to be anything unusual here, but Shen Lang was keenly aware that the air flow here was wrong, and there must have been some kind of clever concealment restriction.

"Sword Domain!"

Shen Lang rolled up his sleeves, and the countless sword shadows in front of him turned into a whirlpool of sword shadows, attacking forward.

"boom!!!"

The violent explosion shook the sky and the earth. Shen Lang's attack indeed hit some kind of seemingly nothing space barrier, and hit it solidly.

The space barrier was hit by the huge power of the sword domain, creating a circular gap, and Shen Lang flew into the gap.