Godly Dragon Guard

"Liangyizhou Disc, block it from me!"

Seeing that Shen Lang's body was about to be swallowed up by the seven-color flames that were like annihilation, Ziying activated the Liangyizhou disc again and stood in front of Shen Lang.

Two huge streams of black and white air immediately spewed out from the Bagua Pan, intertwining and rotating rapidly, forming a black and white vortex shaped like a Tai Chi pattern, intercepting the incoming seven-color flames.

"Boom boom boom!"

The violent explosion was deafening, and the powerful seven-color aura instantly covered everything around it, and the terrifying energy roared violently on the bottom of the sea.

At the critical moment, Ziying relied on the powerful defense of Liangyizhou's disc to withstand the boy's powerful blow.

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel touched when he saw Zi Ying standing in front of him. He did not hesitate to consume a lot of energy and blood to push the Liang Yi Zhou disc to the limit.

Taking advantage of the gap when Zi Ying resisted the boy's attack, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and staggered to steady his body.

The double backlash caused by using the power of the demon seed and activating the fire-tip spear caused Shen Lang to suffer great internal damage again. Although his consciousness was still there, his aura had been greatly weakened, and his body had also been damaged by the star fire. Severe burns, reduced mobility.

Shen Lang used all his strength to activate the glazed heart lamp fire in his body, forcibly suppressing the internal damage, trying to summon the fire-tip spear, and rushed forward again, but was stopped by Ziying's message:

"Shen, this puppet has extraordinary combat power after burning its soul power. In your current state, you will die if you charge at it! What's more, the other party has already set its sights on you and is determined to fight until death."

"Right now, the only thing you can do is let me defeat this puppet. You quickly find a place to hide!"

Shen Lang's expression changed. He didn't quite understand what Zi Ying meant. He frowned and said, "How can I escape now? What's more, you alone can't resist this puppet!"

Ziying was extremely anxious in her heart, and shouted angrily: "Don't worry so much, I have a way to deal with this thing, you quickly hide in the space fairy treasure!"

"good……"

Seeing how excited Zi Ying was, Shen Lang simply stopped insisting. After all, the other party was the leader of the Three Saints Sect. There might be some other way to subdue this boy puppet.

Shen Lang immediately retracted the fire-tip spear and quickly flew towards the location of Guangtian Palace under the sea.

When the boy saw Shen Lang running away, he immediately chased after him.

"You can't escape this time! Golden Immortal Technique, Blood Hell Barrier!!!"

Ziying screamed fiercely, and his whole body burned with blazing blood flames, not hesitating to burn his own soul power.

Between the electric light and flint, the nine fox tails of the Purple Charming Sky Fox surged out with blood-colored light threads that covered the sky and the sun, forming a blood-colored barrier, trapping and blocking himself and the boy at a speed that even his spiritual consciousness could not catch. The boy's way out.

The boy opened his mouth and spit out seven-color flames, trying to break the barrier, but it would take at least ten breaths.

This time was enough for Shen Lang to escape.

Following Zi Ying's instructions, Shen Lang arrived at the location of Guangtian Palace as quickly as possible, opened the door, hid in Guangtian Palace, and released his spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the situation outside.

After ten breaths of time, the boy finally broke through the barrier.

Seeing Shen Lang hiding in Guangtian Palace, the boy's immature face showed a distorted look for the first time. He stared at the purple shadow behind him and said word by word: "As the leader of the Three Saints Sect, let the thief go." , could it be that you want to rebel?"

"Hahaha, what a traitor! The Three Saints Sect was originally established by our Xuanyuan Three Saints, but now it has become someone else's wedding dress. It's a pity that my two senior brothers didn't understand until their death that they were just pawns at the mercy of others. tool."

Ziying laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of desolation and sadness.

"Since you have lost your ideals, just let it vanish into ashes!"

Murderous intent flashed in the boy's eyes, and while he still had some strength left, he released seven-color flames again, blasting towards Ziying.

"Destroyed in ashes? Humph, I have to let my mother destroy you first!"

Ziying's heart was filled with monstrous murderous intent. While she was frantically activating the two discs to resist the boy's attack, she quickly flew towards him.

In the blink of an eye, Ziying had arrived in front of the boy, and the eight fox tails tightly bound the boy's body like chains.

The boy's whole body surged with violent seven-color flames, trying to fight back.

Ziying was not afraid of being burned by the flames. He stretched out his hands like crazy, grabbed the boy's neck, and began to burn his soul crazily. His whole body released a large amount of blood light, illuminating the entire seabed!

"No……"

Shen Lang in Guangtian Palace witnessed all this, and his face turned pale for an instant.

At this moment, he finally understood what Ziying meant by "method"!

Ziying actually wanted to end the battle by self-destructing, so he asked Shen Lang to hide in Guangtian Palace.

Seeing the bloody light released from Ziying's body getting stronger and stronger, even if Shen Lang wanted to dissuade him, it was already too late.

"You...stop it!"

The boy felt a huge threat and frantically released the fierce fire that burned Ziying's body, making a hoarse scream from his mouth.

"Hahaha, I never thought that you, a little puppet, actually know what fear is!"

Ziying's body was quickly burned, but she didn't show any fear. Instead, she laughed heartily and sarcastically.

In fact, from the moment Ziying left Guangtian Palace, she had not thought about surviving alone.

After being convinced that Shen Lang had not deceived him, Ziying was already filled with despair. No one could understand the extent of his pain.

In her heart, she had disobeyed ancestor Xuanyuan's last wish and committed many treasonous and evil deeds. Even if she died a hundred times, it would not be enough to punish her.

Only by dying can one apologize!

This kind of joy before death finally freed Ziying from the endless pain and self-blame.

"The Chosen One! Don't forget your promise..."

After Ziying said this softly, his body and soul exploded like a bloody sun.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying blood light rendered all the scenery blood red, the violent explosions pierced the eardrums, and everything around the seabed was submerged in the blood light.

The heavy explosion roared for a long time.

The boy's body was torn and shattered by the endless blood, until it collapsed and died, turning into ashes.

Ziying's body also exploded along with her, leaving only a trace of her soul floating around.

It's finally over.

The explosion continued for a long time and then slowly stopped.

Shen Lang in Guangtian Palace sighed deeply, his expression downcast and complicated.

Although Zi Ying was once his enemy, she was able to wake up in the end and save her life. Shen Lang no longer had any hatred for her, but was replaced by deep pity and gratitude.

After the explosion subsided, Shen Lang flew out of Guangtian Palace.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Ziying, if one day I can meet Huangdi Xuanyuan's spirit and will, I, Shen Lang, will definitely fulfill my promise and fulfill your wish."

Shen Lang said solemnly and silently.

With Daluo Jinxian's destiny, even if only a very weak remnant soul is left, there is still a chance of reincarnation.

Shen Lang collected Zi Ying's remnant soul and sent it to the sky above Dragon Snake Island. He watched the remnant soul disperse and be absorbed by the space, escape into reincarnation, and sigh with regret. (To be continued)