Godly Dragon Guard

After the two winked at each other, they both jumped into the abyss.

"Boom boom boom!"

The huge space suction force came from the abyss, as if it was going to swallow up their bodies.

The power of space crazily squeezed their bodies. Even if their bodies were as strong as Shen Lang's, they could still feel severe discomfort.

In the process of falling, Shen Lang's whole body burst out with dazzling golden light and ghostly light, and quickly condensed the immortal holy armor to withstand the pressure of space.

Duan Lei also formed a green-yellow defensive barrier to cover his whole body. While resisting the power of space, he also shielded the death energy as much as possible.

Even so, there was still a lot of death energy sweeping through both of them.

The death energy that permeates the abyss seems to have spirituality. It will be attracted by the vitality of the living and involuntarily rush to the bodies of Shen Lang and Duan Lei.

This is not ordinary death energy, but "reincarnation death energy", which can give all things decay and decline, and is very powerful.

The pure holy light surged around Shen Lang, which could easily dispel the death energy.

Duan Lei relied on the majestic vitality released by the Xuanyang Fruit to abruptly resolve the death energy seeping into his body.

After falling for several minutes, the two finally saw the ground and fell into the ruins of a broken wall.

After landing, Shen Lang and Duan Lei immediately released their spiritual consciousness and swept around.

Surrounded by endless ruins, there are collapsed buildings everywhere, and various crystal stone bricks are piled up into mountains, exuding a hazy gray light, and they look very old.

Looking at it, this underground abyss looks like the ruins of an underground palace.

There is a golden plaque inserted diagonally in the collapsed building directly in front, with three large gilt characters written on it: "Demon Suppression Hall".

"I never thought there would be an underground palace under this abyss?"

Shen Lang looked surprised.

"This should be the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower."

Duan Lei looked around, shocked, and couldn't help but explain: "It is said in the Shushan Sect's classics that there is a 'Demon Suppression Hall' on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, which is guarded and managed by an ancient Demon Emperor surrendered by Master Qingyun. Countless evil spirits in the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Looking at it like this, even the Demon Suppression Palace was reduced to ruins during the World-Destroying War. The ancient Demon Emperor who guarded this place must have died as well."

Looking at the ruined buildings, Duan Lei shook his head and sighed.

Shen Lang frowned and said, "Since the demonic forces were able to reach the Demon Suppression Hall on the first floor during the World Destruction War, wouldn't Deng Yin's retreat place have also been destroyed?"

Duan Lei said solemnly: "It is indeed possible. However, the place where Deng Yin retreats must be surrounded by a powerful seal. Even Dao Ancestor Tianzun may not be able to break it."

"In that case, let's search for it now." Shen Lang said impatiently.

Duan Lei nodded slightly and then said: "Deng Yin's retreat is most likely in the deepest part of the Demon Suppression Hall. Let's go to the center of the Demon Suppression Hall first to explore."

"good!"

Shen Lang nodded in response.

After making up their minds, the two walked towards the depths of the Demon Suppression Hall.

This demon palace has a radius of millions of miles. It is not so much a palace as a large building complex. There are not only countless side halls inside, but also various pavilions, squares and streets. It does not look like a tower at all. Prepared by Yaoxie.

If these buildings were not destroyed, the Demon Suppression Hall would look like a large city, and it could simply be used as the second Shushan sect's garrison.

Shen Lang became more and more suspicious that the purpose of Master Qingyun in building this Demon Suppression Palace was to facilitate the seamless transfer of Shushan Sect monks into the tower, similar to Emperor Haotian's Lingyun Heavenly Palace.

It's a pity that the Demon Suppression Hall, which was built with such a generous investment, has been destroyed beyond recognition.

Shen Lang could only judge what kind of building it was based on the prototype of the collapsed ruins.

Even in this ruins, there is still an extremely strong aura of death and a gloomy wind.

The deathly aura that permeated the place obviously did not arise out of thin air. It must have its source. When the two of them explored the ruins, they were always alert to the threats around them.

Fortunately, along the way, apart from the increasingly deadly aura, the two of them did not discover the existence of other living beings.

Compared to the first few floors of the Demon Suppression Tower, it was indeed a strange thing that no living beings were found on the last floor.

The further you go into the center of the Demon Suppression Hall, the more dense the air of death is. The heavy black air flows like ink in the space. It has reached a substantial level, which is enough to make people's hair stand on end!

Shen Lang was convinced that the center of the Demon Suppression Hall seemed to be the source of death energy.

When the two were less than a hundred miles away from the center of the Demon Suppression Tower, the death energy flowing like ink had turned into a black storm. Even Duan Lei, who had swallowed the Xuanyang Fruit, could hardly resist the death energy.

Seeing that the white light overflowing from Duan Lei's body was about to be suppressed by the thick death energy, Shen Lang immediately said: "Fellow Duan Lei, get behind me quickly!"

"good!"

Duan Lei responded and quickly retreated behind Shen Lang, looking a little embarrassed and ashamed.

Shen Lang activated the power of Shen Nong in his body, and his body surface released a dazzling pure holy light. The white light dispersed the death energy storm within ten feet of the surrounding area.

Fortunately, the source of Shen Nong's power obtained by Shen Lang is quite complete, and the chaotic spiritual power in his body can be converted into unsullied holy light at any time, without having to worry about consumption.

In this way, Shen Lang released the Pure Holy Light with all his strength, and continued to move forward despite the death energy storm.

Duan Lei followed closely behind Shen Lang.

After about a stick of incense, the two finally arrived at the center of the Demon Suppression Hall.

Surprisingly, the building in the center of the Demon Suppression Palace is actually an open-air palace. Although it is completely devastated, its shape can barely be seen.

Looking at it, the overall shape of the palace is extremely elegant, neat and magnificent. There are huge jade stone pillars standing at the four corners of the east, west, south and north, reaching straight into the sky. However, three of the stone pillars have cracked and collapsed, leaving only the stone pillar on the east side standing bare. .

These are not the important points. The important point is that on the cracked jade chair on the high platform directly above the palace, there is a mysterious black figure sitting!

It was this black figure whose body surface overflowed with overwhelming death energy, turning into a black storm and surging in all directions.

"Huh, it's not in vain that I have waited so long. I finally found the right person this time!"

The black shadow raised his head slightly and looked at Shen Lang and Duan Lei who were slowly walking forward. His hoarse and deep voice echoed throughout the Demon Suppression Hall.

Seeing that this black shadow could actually speak human words, Shen Lang and Duan Lei were frightened.

The black figure on the jade chair was actually a skeleton with a golden crown on its head, its eyes were like blood-colored orbs, and its whole body was surrounded by billowing black flames, like a hunting black robe.

A dazzling purple halo rose behind the skeleton, and there was an indescribable sense of nobility, like an emperor-like aura.

"Your Excellency...who is the monk?"

Shen Lang stared at the skeleton covered in billowing black flames and asked tentatively.

"Skeleton Emperor!"

The other party didn't seem to like beating around the bush and spoke straightforwardly.