Godly Dragon Guard

"There is no way to repay the kindness of saving my father!"

Xie Ying's eyes were red, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, he knelt down towards Shen Lang again.

Shen Lang helped him up, shook his head and said: "Brother, please don't treat me like an outsider. I just did what I should do. Brother, don't be happy too early. Although Senior Wei Tian is not in danger, his soul is still alive." The damage is serious, and it may not be that simple to fully recover him.”

Tears filled Xie Ying's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "As long as my father can survive, everything is hopeful. No matter how serious the damage to his soul is, I will find a way to cure him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Holy Lord Xue Ye floated over and threw a jade box towards Xie Ying.

Xie Ying subconsciously took the jade box and turned to Holy Lord Xue Ye with doubtful eyes.

Holy Lord Xue Ye left with a flick of his sleeves and said without looking back: "This thing is called Jade Blood Lotus. It is the treasure of Tianxue Palace. It can heal the soul. Give it to him quickly."

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

Although Xie Ying knew that his father and Xue Ye Shengjun would not deal with each other, he did not reject Xue Ye Shengjun's kindness and accepted it gratefully.

Opening the jade box, there was indeed a lotus shaped like blood jade inside, which released a breathtaking halo.

Xie Ying took out the bloody lotus and fed it to Evil Lord Wei Tian.

The Jade Blood Lotus melts in your mouth. The originally pale face of Wei Tian Xiejun has a trace of blood, and his breath is much calmer. It is indeed effective!

"Xieying Donor, I still have Buddhism's Soul-Reinforcing Spirit Sand here. Please give it to Taoist Brother Weitian."

Monk Kutuo took out a golden medicine bottle and handed it to Xieying.

"Little friend Xieying, I have a bottle of refined seven-color divine source here, which also has the effect of healing the soul. Please accept it! In addition, the Tianfeng tribe and the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance will definitely do their best to cure Taoist Taoist Weitian. Soul damage."

Fengyang stepped forward and handed over a bottle of colorful divine source, patted Xieying on the shoulder and gave him a promise.

"Thank you everyone."

Seeing many monks offering help, Xie Ying, who had always been as cold as ice, was deeply moved and thanked him repeatedly.

After taking many heavenly materials, earthly treasures or elixirs that could heal the soul, the condition of Weitian Evil Lord improved rapidly, and the damaged soul was restored, but he did not wake up so quickly for a while.

Zhang Daoling once calculated a hexagram for Evil Lord Wei Tian, ​​which showed two hexagrams: Fengshanjian and Zeshuiyu. The former means that the strength will gradually increase and he will enter the ranks of the top monks in the three realms. The latter means that he has a certain death disaster, and it is exactly the day after the robbery in the three realms that he will die today!

Perhaps encountering the unexpected change of Shen Lang, the evil king of Wei Tian accidentally avoided his own death.

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"Shen Lang, are you...are you okay? Are you injured in any way?"

Su Ruoxue flew to Shen Lang's side anxiously and touched Shen Lang's face and chest. Her pretty face looked dazed and frightened, as if she wanted to make sure whether all this was an illusion.

"Xue'er, don't worry, I'm living well and everything is safe." Shen Lang grinned.

Su Ruoxue's eyes were gleaming, as if she could cry at any time, and she fell directly into Shen Lang's arms.

A gust of fragrant wind blew against his face, and Shen Lang felt Su Ruoxue's delicate body trembling slightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face, and those snow-white arms holding him tightly as if they had infinite power.

Shen Lang reached out and wiped away the tears on the woman's eyelashes, and said softly: "Okay, don't cry. If others laugh at you, your image of a goddess will be gone."

Su Ruoxue's face turned red: "Anyway, I am your Shen Lang's wife. With you as a great hero, who dares to laugh at this beautiful woman?"

Shen Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Hua Ziling, Le Fei'er Yuyao, Murong Mingyue and other goddesses came forward anxiously. Seeing that Shen Lang's breath was stable and he was bouncing around as usual, they were completely relieved.

The high-ranking monks of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance gathered together in groups of three and two, feeling very emotional in their hearts. Everyone felt a sense of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

The tension, depression and pain from the battle just now were finally eliminated.

In this battle, the monks of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance suffered very little losses.

Among the high-level monks, only three peak Mahayana monks were sacrificed. These three were not Shen Lang's acquaintances or friends, which also meant that Shen Lang did not have too much psychological burden.

"Brother Xian, if it weren't for you this time, the Three Realms would be over! On behalf of all the monks of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, I would like to thank my brother Xian for your life-saving grace." Fengyang bowed to Shen Lang.

"Yes, my dear brother must be worshiped by us!"

Gu Yue also bowed.

All the monks were in awe and bowed to Shen Lang, sincerely convinced.

Shen Lang was able to kill the Holy Lord of the Outer Realm by himself. Such world-saving achievements were enough for Liu Fang to be recorded in the history of the ancient spiritual world forever!

Just as Su Ruoxue said, at this moment, all the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance regard Shen Lang as a great hero.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "You don't have to be like this. Shen's original purpose was not to save the world, he just did what he wanted to do and protected the people he wanted to protect."

"In addition, fellow Taoists, don't be too optimistic. Even if the Holy Lord of the Outer Realm is dead, there is no guarantee that the army of monks from the Outer Realm will not invade the ancient spiritual world again. What's more, if Samsara Mountain is destroyed, we have to think carefully about how to prevent it. The death energy spreads throughout the three realms."

As soon as these words came out, the admiration around them suddenly died down. Indeed, as Shen Lang said, the current situation is still a bit serious.

Just because the Samsara Mountain was destroyed, there was nothing they could do.

Unless they are true immortals in the upper realm, it is impossible for monks in the lower realm to be able to repair a place of reincarnation like Samsara Mountain. Once the place of reincarnation cannot be repaired, all living beings in the three realms will still suffer.

"Yes, the top priority is still to solve the problem of the collapse of the Law of Reincarnation in the Three Realms."

Fengyang frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Perhaps, we can ask Brother Xuanxiao."

Shen Lang suddenly remembered Xuan Xiao who was trapped in the painting. He flew and immediately came to Chi Yang's body.

Previously, Chi Yang used the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture to seal Xuan Xiao. Shen Lang wanted to rescue Xuan Xiao from the picture first to see if Xuan Xiao could repair Samsara Mountain.

If there is nothing you can do, you may really have to ask the Styx Goddess or the Twelve Blood Lotuses.

Fengyang had previously ordered two peak Mahayana monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance to guard Chiyang's body and head.

Just when Shen Lang was about to get close to Chi Yang's body, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a tiny red centipede suddenly flying out from the ground where the body was.

"call out!"

The red centipede was like an undetectable red light ray, shooting at the head of one of the peak Mahayana demon cultivators guarding the corpse.

"ah!!!"

The green-robed demon cultivator let out an extremely sharp scream, as if he had suffered tremendous pain, and the scream was particularly cruel and terrifying.

The sudden scream startled all the monks present.

"what happened?"

Shen Lang's heart was frightened, and the nine silver flying swords behind his back broke out of the box, spinning around him, and assumed an attacking posture.