Godly Dragon Guard

In the early years when Shen Lang was wandering around Meishan, he saw the statue of Zhenjun Erlang more than once.

Shen Lang almost subconsciously called out the name of True Lord Erlang. The huge figure in front of him was too similar to the impression of True Lord Erlang Yang Jian.

The monk who looked like Yang Jian in front of him was obviously dead, but his body was able to stand up in such a terrifying environment of space gravity, and the majestic aura exuding from his body still sent chills down the spine!

Even Shen Lang could feel a soul-stirring sense of solemn pressure. When he got close to the corpse, Shen Lang's breathing was a little heavy, which showed how strong the pressure was.

To be able to release such a terrifying aura, the opponent in front of him must be at least a powerful person at the level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

Although the three-pointed two-edged sword in the opponent's hand was already cracked, its cold light and strong aura were absolutely extraordinary.

Looking at the era of the Five Emperors, the only monk who possesses such great strength and possesses the characteristics of an immortal treasure holding a three-pointed two-edged sword is Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian.

This body of Yang Jian seems to have a strong unyielding will, supporting his body and standing in this plain wasteland, giving people a sense of awe and solemnity.

In the past, Yang Jian's cultivation reached the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. It was even rumored that he had entered the realm of half-step Tianzun, and his combat power was comparable to that of Taoist Tianzun!

Such a famous and powerful man finally died in the Demon Burial Sea.

Shen Lang stared at the body that would rather die than surrender, and couldn't help but sigh.

He stopped and bowed to Yang Jian's body to show his respect.

Who knows, just when Shen Lang passed through Yang Jian's body.

This mountain-like body seemed to have sensed something. A strong golden light suddenly appeared in the blood-stained body, as if it was about to come to life!

"hiss!"

Seeing this strange scene, Shen Lang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

next moment.

A huge golden figure suddenly emerged from the ruined corpse. The figure was not a physical body, but seemed to be a spirit body formed by the condensed will of the remaining soul.

The face of the figure is blurry, and the outline of the figure is exactly the same as that of Yang Jian. The remnant soul of the weapon spirit is still holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand. It is powerful and impressive!

"Demon Realm Xiaoxiao, you must die for me!!!"

The phantom spirit body that resembled Yang Jian let out a roar that sounded like cracking gold and cracking stone. The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the earth and shaking the entire plain land!

Shen Lang instantly felt a strong and substantial murderous intent venting out of Yang Jian's phantom, and it was about to swallow him whole.

"Zhenjun Erlang, this junior is not a monk from the Demon Realm!"

Shen Lang was about to explain, but unfortunately, this phantom of Yang Jian seemed to have failed to inherit the memory of his life, and only retained a very small part of his cognition. He appeared immediately after discovering that Shen Lang was pregnant with the demon seed.

Yang Jian Xuying did not give Shen Lang a chance to explain. After roaring the word "death", he raised a huge three-pointed two-edged knife and struck Shen Lang down below.

"Boom!" With a deafening sound, the three-pointed, two-edged sword spirit rolled up golden lightning and struck Shen Lang with the force of shattering the sky and the earth.

The blade burst out with a powerful golden thunder, and wherever it passed, a long gap was torn in the space. The power was so powerful that it was outrageous!

"Oops!"

Shen Lang even smelled the breath of death, and greatly circulated the power of the demon seed in his body. He immediately transformed into the form of a red-gold Shura Demon God, raised the Immortal Killing Sword, and activated it with all his strength.

The Immortal Killing Sword set off a monstrous blood glow, and was held above the head by Demon God Shura, trying to resist the power of Yang Jian's shadow.

next moment.

"boom!!!"

The swords collided, making a loud noise.

The ground shook, and the entire plain shook as if a major earthquake had occurred.

Extreme blood light and golden lightning exploded, sweeping in all directions.

The Shura Demon God transformed by Shen Lang withstood unimaginable terrifying force, and a huge hole exploded beneath him.

Demon God Shura's feet sank into the ground, and he was forced to kneel on one knee, trying his best to support the Immortal Killing Sword above his head. The bones on his body were clanking, and his whole body was shaking and twitching.

Shen Lang seemed to have barely resisted Yang Jian's blow, but his body was still injured, and a lot of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The golden holy clothes on the surface of his body had also stretched to the limit, and cracks appeared on the surface!

"Damn it!"

Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, his face became extremely ugly, and the hands holding the Immortal Killing Sword were almost broken by the shock.

Fortunately, the Shura Demon God has eight arms, and the remaining six palms firmly support the sword body, which can barely withstand the terrifying power of the three-pointed and two-edged sword spirit!

Even a mere phantom spirit body can erupt with such terrifying power. One can only imagine how terrifyingly powerful Yang Jian's physical body was during his lifetime!

No wonder he was able to retain his physical body and remain standing.

Now is not the time to praise others. The Shura Demon God transformed by Shen Lang is suppressed by the three-pointed two-edged sword spirit held by Yang Jian's shadow above his head. He cannot move at all and gets up. The situation is precarious.

"die!!!"

Yang Jian's shadow once again swung the three-pointed two-edged sword spirit and slashed at Shen Lang's head mercilessly.

There was a loud "boom", and before Shen Lang could fight back, he was hit by a three-pointed, two-edged sword densely covered with golden thunder.

This time, his defense was still weak after all, and he was defeated by the three-pointed, two-edged sword exerted with great force.

Accompanied by the roaring thunder, the three-pointed two-edged sword directly cut off several arms of Demon God Shura, and the shining blade fell directly on Demon God Shura's right shoulder.

"ah!!!"

Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a miserable scream. The golden holy robe covering his right shoulder was chopped into pieces by a three-pointed two-edged knife, and the four arms on his right shoulder were torn apart by the terrifying golden thunder. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, it was too horrible to watch!

This was not over yet, when the three-pointed two-edged sword spirit hit his body, violent golden thunder burst out from the blade like a tsunami and huge waves, swallowing up the entire body of the Shura Demon God in an instant.

The Shura Demon God's body exploded and he was knocked back to his original form.

In the strangulation of thunder and golden light, Shen Lang's body was hit with numerous wounds, and his whole body was covered in blood and flesh.

After one blow, Shen Lang fell into the cracked pit, blood stained the ground red, his right arm was broken, and all the bones in his body were shattered, almost to the point of dying.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, and now he finally understood what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!

Yang Jian's remnant soul will is so powerful that it is outrageous!

Moreover, the other party's remnant soul has lost its memory and cannot communicate at all. It also believes that it is a demon. This is almost a dead end.

But Shen Lang was not willing to die here in confusion. A mini Guangtian Palace appeared in his palm, and he was ready to hide in Guangtian Palace for a while.

"die!"

The phantom of Yang Jian above his head shouted violently again, raised the three-pointed two-edged sword spirit in his hand, and struck Shen Lang's broken body again.

Just when Shen Lang was about to hide in Guangtian Palace.

"clang!!!"

A shining golden divine pillar flew from a distance and stood in front of Shen Lang. It made a harsh sound like cracking gold and cracking stone and shaking the sky!