Godly Dragon Guard

"Ouch!"

The three evil dragons screamed and howled, and their huge bodies were knocked away by the devil's blood claws. Blood surged from the wounds, and the blood instantly dyed the surrounding river water bright red.

However, this evil dragon had thick skin and flesh, and its own recovery power was amazing. Shen Lang's attack did not cause too serious damage to it.

"Roar!"

After being hit, the evil dragon became extremely furious. The three dragons let out ferocious roars and opened their mouths to spit out large amounts of gray thunder and lightning.

A huge amount of gray rolled endlessly like ocean waves, and quickly condensed into a dark thunder dragon with a body length of ten thousand meters. It opened its teeth and claws, and engulfed Shen Lang, swallowing up mountains and rivers.

"Five Thunder Techniques?"

Shen Lang's expression suddenly changed. Unexpectedly, this three-headed evil dragon could actually master the Five Thunder Techniques. The thunder and lightning released by the other party was none other than the Wu Tu Ming Lei among the five thunders!

The Five Thunder Techniques are the elements of the Five Elements, thunder and lightning. In ancient times, a few ancient beast species were born with a trace of the power of the Five Elements Law. It is not unusual to be able to cast the Five Thunder Techniques.

Before he had time to think about it, the violent dark thunder dragon quickly approached Shen Lang and was about to swallow him up.

"Demon Yin Fire!"

Shen Lang opened his mouth and spat out a waterfall of black magic flames, and a huge whirlpool of flames hit the dark thunder dragon.

"boom!!!"

The sound of the explosion was like a tsunami and landslide, and the violent water flow continued to roar.

The devil's Yin Fire resisted the raging dark thunder dragon. The harsh gray arcs and black flames intertwined and collided. The two attacks were in a stalemate for a while.

When the Five Thunder Method attacks monks such as demons, its power will increase by 30%. Shen Lang could not suppress the evil dragon by relying solely on the demon's yin fire.

"Devil Gale Wind!"

Shen Lang struck out hundreds of black tornadoes with his palms. The storm pulled the surrounding river water, suddenly forming hundreds of water vortexes. Endless black light blades collided endlessly in the vortex, containing powerful destructive power.

With the blessing of the power of Demonic Gale, the balance of power between the two sides was instantly broken.

"Boom boom boom!"

After a series of fierce explosions, the surging black magic flames and black vortex suppressed Wutu Minglei, and slammed into the body of Nielong.

"Ouch!!!"

Nie Long was injured again and screamed in agony.

The light blade in the black vortex cut a large number of wounds on its body like a sharp flying knife, while the black magic flame burned a large area of ​​its body. The overbearing fire poison invaded the body. The evil dragon felt great pain and screamed in agony. endlessly.

"Demon Blood Claw!"

Shen Lang rushed forward like a cannonball, shot out his claws, and attacked the three evil dragons crazily.

The three evil dragons were beaten so hard that they were unable to fight back.

Shen Lang originally wanted to repel the evil dragon. After all, this thing was considered the spiritual pet descendant of Erlang God Yang Jian. It would be rude if he killed it for no reason.

Unfortunately, this evil dragon seemed to think that Shen Lang was an enemy, and refused to retreat even to the death, and kept pestering Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was forced to have no choice but to finally kill him and cut off the evil dragon's three heads with his devil's claws!

"Ouch..."

After the evil dragon was cut off, the dragon let out a hoarse scream for the last time, and then died.

Shen Lang accidentally caught a glimpse of a large amount of gray arcs flowing out of the dragon's head in the center of the evil dragon. He couldn't help but feel a little curious, and swung the devil's blood claw to smash the dragon's head.

"boom!"

The dragon's head split apart like a watermelon exploding.

As if she had discovered something, Shen Lang quickly reached out with his right hand and grabbed something gray from the filth exploded from the dragon's head.

It was a gray orb the size of an ostrich egg. Dense gray arcs surged on the surface of the orb, containing extremely powerful thunder and lightning!

"Is this...the Thunder Soul Pearl?"

Shen Lang's eyes lit up and he recognized this thing.

Some powerful ancient thunder beasts will condense thunder soul beads in their bodies. Unexpectedly, these three evil dragons also have this thing in their bodies. No wonder this beast can spit out five thunders.

There are three completely different energy forms of Thunder Soul Beads, namely Yang Thunder Beads, Yin Thunder Beads and Dark Thunder Beads.

The energy contained in the thunder soul bead in his hand is quite similar to that of Wutu Minglei among the five thunders. In addition, the three evil dragons can release Wutu Minglei, so it is easy to deduce that this thing is Dark thunder bead!

Although Shen Lang does not have the complete secret book of the Five Thunder Techniques, he guesses that this Underworld Thunder Bead will be of great use to him in practicing Wutu Underworld Thunder in the future.

Getting the Dark Thunder Bead was an unexpected surprise.

The thunder and lightning energy emitted by the Underworld Thunder Bead was too overbearing. Shen Lang's storage ring was not on his body, and he had no equipment to store the bead, so he could only swallow it in his belly.

He already has the source of thunder in his body, and the little bit of lightning energy emitted by the Dark Thunder Bead cannot hurt his body.

After doing this, Shen Lang carefully flew towards the palace under the water.

The evil dragon is dead, and there seems to be no other threat here.

Soon, Shen Lang came to the golden light barrier outside the palace. The energy that restricted the fluctuations here was extremely strong, and it would be very difficult to break through it with external force.

Shen Lang vaguely felt a resonance from the Seven Saints Watching Tide Chart, and simply injected chaotic spiritual power into the Seven Saints Watching Tide Chart again.

"Buzz buzz!"

A piece of golden light suddenly emerged from the Seven Saints' Tide Watching Picture, shining on the golden light barrier outside the palace.

A magical scene appeared. After the golden light barrier was illuminated by the Seven Saints' Tide Watching Picture, the golden light barrier covering the entire palace collapsed in an instant, and the restriction was completely lifted.

Shen Lang was slightly surprised. This Seven Saints Tide Viewing Map was like a key. It not only opened the Guanjiang Estuary, but also lifted the restriction. It was really incredible.

Without thinking much, Shen Lang floated and landed outside the palace.

The golden palace directly in front is like a giant tower, about seven or eight meters high, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. It is made entirely of gold and jade, with overflowing rays of light and luxury.

The plaque above the palace reads "Zhenjun Palace" in three large gilt characters, with silver hooks and iron paintings, which is extraordinary.

"True King's Palace? Could this be the palace where Yang Jian lives?"

Shen Lang became excited instantly.

The former Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch was one of the most powerful monks in the Tianmu Immortal Realm. Legend has it that his strength was close to that of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!

If one or two relics of Yang Jian's lifetime could be found in the True Lord's Palace, not only would they be incredible, they would definitely be of endless use!

The door of Zhenjun Palace was closed tightly, and Shen Lang tried to push it open.

"boom!"

He thought it would take some effort to open the door, but he didn't expect it to be pushed open easily.

As the palace door was pushed open, a dazzling golden light shone.

Shen Lang took a closer look and saw that the huge palace was like a giant square, extremely empty. The crystal bricks spread on the ground and walls were all golden and jade-colored, with dots of golden light.

On both sides of the palace stand seven statues of monks with different shapes and appearances, who seem to be the Seven Saints of Meishan, and all of them have extraordinary bearing.

In the deepest part of the palace stands a circular altar, and in the center of the altar stands a statue of Zhenjun Erlang who is ten thousand feet long!

The statue is lifelike. Yang Jian has handsome features, wears silver armor, a jade crown on his head, holds a three-pointed two-edged sword, has a silver bow across his waist, and carries a long sword on his back. He is extraordinary in martial arts.

There is also a huge black statue of a thin dog standing beside him, it is the roaring dog.

"Boy, what are you doing standing outside? Why don't you quickly enter the hall and accept the test!"

The statue of the Roaring Sky Dog actually spoke, and a golden light suddenly appeared in the statue's eyes.